"Master Zhang, Director Chen has already told you just now that we are mainly dealing with the Communist Party members from Yan'an. Before the situation is investigated, we can only temporarily aggravate you. Please forgive me. When things come to light, I personally send you back to the house and apologize."
"I've said everything that should be said, isn't it clear?" Zhang Fengshan knew that Song Tiejun was not a fuel-efficient lamp. He was cruel to deal with the Communist Party and would never give up.
"You also know that I brought back many people this time. It takes time to screen them one by one. Give me a day or two, and I promise to give you a satisfactory answer."
"I can agree to your terms, but you must send someone to notify my parents, lest they worry about it." Zhang Fengshan understood that the protest was invalid, so he had no choice but to retreat. He thought that if his father knew about it, his activity energy would still be great. Yes, there will be enough for Song Tiejun to drink a pot by then.
"Well... if your parents knew it, wouldn't they be more worried? Anyway, your parents still don't know that you are coming back, and don't care about these two days." Song Tiejun naturally understood Zhang Fengshan's thoughts and tactfully refused.
Zhang Fengshan wanted to continue arguing, but Song Tiejun pressed the bell on the table, and two police officers came in. Song Tiejun said: "Arrange a clean room for Mr. Zhang and treat him well, otherwise I will ask you."
The two policemen answered "Yes" and escorted Zhang Fengshan out.
Song Tiejun was pacing in the room, thinking quickly, and went through all the interrogation situations in his mind like a movie. The nine people in front can basically be ruled out. Only Zhou Jin and Zhang Fengshan are the most suspicious. Of these two people, Fengshan is the most suspicious. Although on the surface there is no flaw in his answer, from his own point of view, no flaw is the biggest flaw. Imagine an ordinary person who has not been deliberately trained. Remember the date of departure clearly? Also, Zhang Fengshan's Japanese "thank you" seems unintentional, but in fact it is a kind of reverse temptation. Although he has been teased, he has gained a lot. At least he strengthened his suspicion of Zhang Fengshan.
Intuitively told Song Tiejun that Zhang Fengshan was the person he was looking for, but more doubts followed. The Zhang family is the richest man in Wencheng. Zhang Fuhai sent his son to study in Japan in order to let him inherit his mantle in the future, and it is impossible to train him into his own enemy. Song Tiejun remembered that Zhang Fuhai once approached him, saying that the poor ghosts in the countryside were deceived by the Communist bandits and "strike the local tyrants and divide the land." If the government does not take tough measures, his land rent cannot be collected, and the government's tax revenue affected. He also vividly compared the red disaster like the flu, and only early treatment can prevent the carbuncle from being ill. Moreover, the Zhang family is a scholarly family, and the family rules are extremely strict. It is hard to imagine that Zhang Fengshan would make a deviant move. What's more, how did he deal with the communists when he was studying in Japan? When did you go to Yan'an? How did you become the special commissioner of the Communist bandits? The problem was like a mess, it was really cutting and the reasoning was still chaotic, and the confidence Song Tiejun had just established was shaken again.
At this time, Chen Youliang came in and asked: "The secretary, his situation is already very clear, do you still doubt him?"
Song Tiejun's heart was very contradictory at this moment. This young man made him lose his keen judgment on things for the first time, and he had been proud of it before. Once in the street, Song Tiejun saw a shoe-shining master and asked his subordinates to arrest him. The subordinates didn't know why he was joking. Song Tiejun said that this man was an underground party. Later, during the interrogation, this person admitted that the county party headquarters had dropped a traffic point of the underground party along the way. From then on, the people underneath Song Tiejun acted like a god. In fact, Song Tiejun doesn’t have any know-how. His excel is that he is good at observing and thinking. Take the shoe polisher as an example. Song Tiejun found that his gaze wandered, not focusing on shoe polishing, but From time to time, I looked at the passers-by. In Song Tiejun’s impression, this shoe stall was often closed. How could it be done with improper business, unless it was an underground party with special tasks? From discovering doubts to logical reasoning until reaching a conclusion, Song Tiejun is always unsatisfactory. Over the years of work experience, Song Tiejun is well versed in the routines of the underground party, and has achieved remarkable results in dealing with the underground party, but he does not understand that the working environment of the underground party is very bad, and there is a risk of losing his head at any time. What is it? Support them? He once heard a poem on the execution ground: “It doesn’t matter if the head is beheaded, as long as the doctrine is true; kill me, and there will be people who come later.” The young people in China do not hesitate to throw their heads and sprinkle their blood. It seems that faith is really a strange thing that makes them run wild on the illusory road, ignoring the fact that they have been beaten by reality.
Song Tiejun's thoughts were interrupted by Chen Youliang's words. Song Tiejun was a little upset because he liked to think quietly by himself, especially when facing major problems. He sneered and said, "I doubt anyone until that person is found."
"Then how long are you going to detain him?"
"Maybe, I order you not to let it go alone until you find it out."
Chen Youliang is the mouse entering the air box at this time-a dilemma. He caught people, Zhang Fuhai would only ask him for someone, but now it's not his decision to let people go. His mother, what kind of heart does Song Tiejun feel? Could it be that he wanted Zhang Fuhai to shed some blood, so that he could only devour this money, so wouldn't he be in vain? And also put on an offensive infamy. This is too cost-effective, no, you have to explain the pros and cons to him. Thinking of this, he said: "I know the situation of the Zhang family better. I'm afraid that Zhang Fuhai will anger us at that time. What should I do if he comes to ask someone? And his hot-tempered brother, if he knows it, he won’t bring anyone. Let's fight with real swordsmanship?"
Song Tiejun sneered again and said, "You don't know how to use your brain? Only the two of us know about this. As long as we don't tell, how can Zhang Fuhai know? It's that he knows it, and you come to ask someone. Resolutely deny it? Also, isn't his younger brother Zhang Fuyang the leader of a militia? He only has more than 20 broken guns in his hand, but can he turn it around? If he runs wild in your police station, is your guy? Eat dry food? As long as he dares to shoot and make trouble, I promise Master Liu Chenglong will send a company to take them out of the pot and kill him without leaving a piece of armor."
Chen Youliang knew that this kind of thing would not happen. He said that for the purpose of regaining his power, as long as Song Tiejun said "You can figure it out", but he was ridiculed by Song Tiejun, his face suddenly A burst of red and a burst of white. But he was still thinking about making a fortune. It seemed that it wouldn't work if he wanted to swallow it all by himself, so he could simply divide him 50 to 5 even if Song Tiejun took the bulk of it. "Chairman, I don't know if I should say something inappropriate?"
"To put it bluntly, you and me don't have to stick to these sections."
"Well, with all due respect, in my opinion, this opportunity is rare. It's better to let Zhang Fuhai take the money to redeem someone. Your old man doesn't need to come forward. I will arrange everything. Then we will divide the account by five to five."
Song Tiejun didn't expect Chen Youliang to have such a small ninety-nine in his heart. At this time, he still wanted to make a fortune. He couldn't help but said angrily: "You can think of it, am I such a person? At present, **, communism, and communism are destroyed. It is our unswerving historical mission, otherwise we will all die without a place to bury our bodies."
Chen Youliang was scolded again, and he was very unconvinced. He thinks that no one can sing high-profile, others don't dare to say about money and sex, you Song Tiejun is not a good bird either. Every day I say that the Communist Party has come to the Communist Party and the Communist Party. In fact, your talented people are acting wildly and exterminating humanity. They often arrest people and falsely claim that they are the Communist Party. Money confiscated is not counted. You also rape your wives and kill people. You are simply a "living hell." How many silly ghosts just died unexplainedly. But people like him can't be offended, because he can make you disappear anytime and anywhere, and you won't be able to win the lawsuit even if you reach the Yin Cao Difu. "Count me out, count me out."
Seeing that he was still acquainted, Song Tiejun squeezed a smile on his face, patted Chen Youliang on the shoulder and said, "Old Chen, the interests of the party and the state are above all else. This matter is not trivial. If we are greedy for this petty profit, it will be bad. The party-state’s major events will be investigated at that time, and neither of us will be able to explain it. As for getting rich, you are the chief of the police, will you lose money? Take your Juxianlou as an example, your daily income is also Not a lot?"
Chen Youliang was hit by him, with cold sweat on his face. It seems that spies are spies, and their sense of smell is better than that of ghosts. Juxianlou is indeed a prostitute he funded. The old bust, Juxian, is his friend, but only the two of them know about this. Song Tiejun is also How do you know? Could it be that Juxian was in Cao Ying and his heart was in Han, and he got together with this old guy? Possibility is not unavailable, this kind of woman is profligate, only recognizing money but not people. Chen Youliang is not worried about Song Tiejun talking about the prostitute, he is afraid that he is a drunkard who does not want to drink, and insinuates himself selling cigarettes. This is illegal. If he sue him up, his position as a police chief would be dangerous. Up. Thinking of this, he wiped his sweat and said: "The secretary is long and generous, and Chen will surely be a well-known report."
Song Tiejun wanted this effect, and sometimes it's better to click to the end than to break it. "Don't talk about it, now you give me a good view of people. As for the interrogation, I will arrange for someone to be responsible."
Chen Youliang stood at attention, and said, "Please don't worry, the chief secretary, I am asking for the one less hair."
The basement of the county party headquarters was brightly lit.
Although it was late at night, the agents were not sleepy. After experiencing the scorching heat of the day, I felt cooler at night. For them who stay up all night for a long time, this time is when they have the most energy to work.
Song Tiejun asked Ma Biao to bring Fang Ming for an overnight interrogation, thinking that now he could only seek a breakthrough from him. If Fang Ming was like Gao Wenyuan, he would have done a great job. I'm afraid that this kid won't say anything, that's just another way.
Under the spotlight, Song Tiejun’s old trick was repeated: "Mr. Fang, I am the secretary of the county party department. This is the county party department special prison. There are only two ways to go here, one is to survive, and the other is to cooperate with us; If I didn’t say anything, you guessed it, it’s a dead end. I hope you can recognize the situation and give it up."
Fang Ming felt a little bit in his heart, thinking that his name is only known by the comrades of the county party committee. Could someone betray him? But in any case, before the enemy has all the information, it is better to deny it. So he said: "You have admitted the wrong person, my name is Wang Xiaoliu, I sell some cigarettes to make a living, the people in the whole terminal know that, if you don't believe me, go and ask."
"Mr. Fang, is this sophistry interesting? We not only know that your surname is Fang, but also that your name is Fang Ming, and that you are an organization member of the Wencheng County Committee of the Communist Party of China. I like to be straightforward and honest. I hope that we can cooperate. It will be very pleasant."
Fang Ming knew that he had been exposed. The person who betrayed him must be Gao Wenyuan, because he had not been seen during the specified connection time. At that time, he walked in front of Hong Changrong to sell cigarettes. Hong Changrong knowingly bought a pack of Meili cigarettes. He asked in a whisper, "Old Gao hasn't come yet, will the situation change?" Hong Changrong said, "No plan. Change, we must ensure the success of the connection and the safety of the comrades from Yan'an at all costs." When the passenger ship Gonghe docked at Wencheng Pier on time, Gao Wenyuan was still not seen. Later, Ye Mingyi led the student team to come, instead of making arrangements in advance. Fang Ming knew that the situation had changed, but he didn't have time to adjust. At the signal of Hong Changrong, he ventured forward to connect. The connection was unsuccessful, and he was caught on the spot. This time, the county party committee suffered a huge loss. He saw Hong Changrong hit several bullets and sacrificed on the spot. Wang Xiaohu was unsure about his life and death. He was imprisoned, and the comrade in Yan'an must have been arrested. All this thanks to Gao Wenyuan. . "Gao Wenyuan told you, right?"
Song Tiejun laughed and said, "Mr. Fang is really smart. It's okay to tell you now. Mr. Gao has already abandoned the secret and is now the secretary of our county party department."
Fang Ming felt a cramp in his chest. Although he was only speculating just now, when the result was confirmed, he still felt extremely angry: "This shameless traitor! I want to drink his blood and eat his flesh to comfort Secretary Hong's spirit in the sky."
When Song Tiejun saw that Fang Ming’s facial muscles were obviously spasm when he spoke with hatred, and his expression was very painful, he persuaded him: "Mr. Fang, I also hate people who betrayed friends, but don’t forget, the ancients Yun Liangqi chooses the best. It’s a wood and a habitation, a good talent chooses the master, and a person who knows the current affairs is a handsome, Mr. Gao is not only not harming you, but helping you. Now there is an opportunity in front of you, as long as you cooperate with us, I I guarantee that your seat will not be lower than that of Mr. Gao, and I have to declare rewards for you. The money and status are all available. Now you should be satisfied, right?"
"Different ways are not conspiring, I understand your kindness."
"The Three People's Principles of the founding father, Mr. Zhongshan, are the bright road to China's prosperity and strength. I don't know what Mr. Fang is referring to? I'm not willing to listen."
"You deviate from Mr. Zhongshan's last wish, exclude dissidents, and engage in fascist practice, which is to be an enemy of the people. There is nothing to say with you, let's do it!"
"Stubborn! We are the legitimate government that represents public opinion. You are a group of chaotic parties and have no future. Since Mr. Fang toasts and doesn't eat or drink fine wine, don't blame me for not being clear." Song Tiejun waved his hand. The sturdy man rushed forward and tied Fang Ming to the execution pole.
Fang Ming laughed and said, "I also send you an ancient saying, that water can carry and overturn the boat. You claim to be a legitimate government, and the masses of working people agree? Don't talk about dreams and love yourself! "
Song Tiejun said a great deal with his heart, but Fang Ming ridiculed him and yelled angrily: "Hit me, hit me hard!"
The leather whip dipped in water hit Fang Ming's body exactly as described in the idiom "skin open and fleshy". Soon, Fang Ming's body was exhausted, and the brawny man who executed the torture was also out of breath.