Seeing the IC card phone on the street, Zhang Feng showed a smile on his face, why did he forget this.
There are no unattended telephones with magnetic cards or IC cards installed on the streets of Zhou'an County, so Zhang Feng does not have a magnetic card or IC card on his body, but Zhang Feng is not unfamiliar with this stuff, not to mention when he was in Falcon. Having received professional training in this area, in his dream life, the technology he is most familiar with is also the computer.
Holding the microphone, one hand repeatedly operated on the keyboard for three or four minutes. When a waiting tone of "beep" came from the receiver, Zhang Feng's lips showed a rare smile and skillfully dialed out a long list. The phone number. This is Xue Hanxiang's home phone number that Xia Peng found from the internal communication directory. It can be verified immediately if it is accurate.
It has been a long time since I have touched this kind of thing. I didn't expect that the technique was not as unfamiliar as I thought. Zhang Feng's heart felt a little bit of emotion, and when he recalled having to leave his favorite army, he couldn't help feeling a little sad.
After five or six ringing sounds, a slightly tired middle-aged man's voice finally came from the microphone: "Who?"
Zhang Feng paused in his heart and said, "Inspector Xue?"
The voice in the microphone stagnated for a while, and then said in a low voice: "Xue Hanxiang, may I ask who you are, what's the matter?"
Zhang Feng didn't expect it to go so smoothly, and there is no reason to be concealed. At this hour, it is hard to imagine that he has not lost his temper by calling the chief prosecutor Xue. What's more, his tone is so gentle, although his voice is a little low, maybe It was because I just woke up from a deep sleep, so Zhang Feng said bluntly: "Inspector Xue, I am entrusted by someone to bring something to see you."
The voice in the microphone paused for a while, as if wondering how credible Zhang Feng’s words were. It took about three or four seconds before Inspector Xue’s voice came again: “It’s too late now, tomorrow. Come to the unit."
Zhang Feng's heart sank, but he still didn't give up: "Inspector Xue, there is really a very important thing. We must meet you in person."
Xue Hanxiang's voice is still calm and calm, and there is no wave at all: "Well, if there is an emergency, there is someone on duty at the procuratorate. You first hand the things to the comrades in the reporting center, and someone will help you deal with it."
Zhang Feng can see it. Although this Xue Hanxiang speaks kindly and his attitude seems to be unexpected, he is a stubborn master. No matter how much it is said, it is useless. If he continues to entangle himself, he may just hang on. After the phone call, I thought a little and no longer concealed it: "Inspector Xue, Secretary Zhou Xiaoyun has delivered what you need."
At this moment, Zhang Feng had no idea how many thoughts he had turned. He became less and less optimistic about Xia Peng’s arrangement, so he gradually lost his patience. He prefers straightforward methods, which are like this. It made him uncomfortable. According to his original plan, he went directly to the commander of the provincial military region, Tang Zhenjun.
However, considering Zhou Xiaojun's feelings, I am afraid that he would not want his wife to know about himself, let alone his father-in-law.
Especially after Zhang Feng watched several videotapes found in the study, he already wanted to understand why Zhou Xiaoyun in his dream confessed his guilt and committed suicide, but now those things are in his hands, Zhou Xiaoyun shouldn’t give it back. It’s right to worry about life, but Zhang Feng wants to understand another thing. No matter what the ending of Zhou Xiaojun is, it is a disaster for the Tang family. He also understands many things in the dream. It is Zhou Xiaojun’s. The incident caused the Tang family to misunderstand him.
Zhang Feng in his dream has always been confused about why after Zhou Xiaojun's death, the Tang family did not care about his driver being framed and imprisoned. According to his relationship with the Tang family, this should not happen. The situation was right. Later, because of the help of noble people, he escaped the catastrophe. After he was released from prison, he completely severed contact with the Tang family, but at that time Tang Zhenjun was no longer alive.
Until now, Zhang Feng didn't understand why the Tang family would do that. Putting it on him, he would probably make the same choice.
Zhang Feng, who was holding the microphone tightly, did not hear Xue Hanxiang's echo in the microphone. He groaned for a moment, then released the right hand holding the microphone, allowing the microphone to fall down, swinging back and forth in the air at will, but Zhang Feng sighed With a sound, he turned and left the gate of the procuratorate, drifting away, and soon disappeared into the darkness of night.
In the family area of the procuratorate, in the unit on the third floor of Building No. 1, the chief prosecutor Xue Hanxiang was looking at the receiver in a little astonishment.
Anyone who is woken up by the phone in the middle of the night will not be in a good mood, and Xue Hanxiang will naturally be no exception.
Today, Xue Hanxiang, who was sulky because of some disharmony with his wife, finally fell asleep, but was woken up by the phone inexplicably because of the special nature of his work. He did not dare to unplug the phone line while resting. , And the more you call at this time, the more likely it is to be an important matter, so even though I felt unhappy, I still swallowed it.
This concealed call made Xue Hanxiang quickly lose his patience. When he tried to hang up the phone after a few perfunctory sentences, he heard the other party mention Zhou Xiaojun and said that he had brought what he wanted. The words made Xue Hanxiang abruptly stagnated. What did Zhou Xiaoyun bring to others
Xue Hanxiang met Zhou Xiaojun in Beijing by chance. He also had a good understanding of Zhou Xiaojun’s background, so he made friends with him, and waited until Zhou Xiaojun suddenly came to the county committee of Xinyang City, Beiyuan Province. At the time of the secretary, Xue Hanxiang thought that his opportunity had arrived, so he made serious plans with Zhou Xiaojun and provided a lot of valuable things.
For the past two years, Xue Hanxiang has always maintained a fairly secret contact with Zhou Xiaojun. Therefore, when he suddenly heard that Zhou Xiaojun’s client was giving him something, Xue Hanxiang’s first reaction was that he was being tricked, and then he felt a little weird. To be cautious, he put down Zhang Feng's phone and dialed Zhou Xiaojun's private number with his eldest brother.
When the voice of "This is the Supervision Office of the Zhou'an County Commission for Discipline Inspection" came on the phone, Xue Hanxiang hung up his eldest brother without hesitation. As the chief prosecutor of the procuratorate, he knew what the call meant, and he immediately thought of it. It was a moment of regret that I couldn't tell. I quickly grabbed the microphone of the landline and kept "Hey!" several times, but the person opposite the microphone had long since disappeared.
At the same time, Zhou'an County Commission for Discipline Inspection and Deputy Secretary of the Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection Luo Heng asked in surprise: "Whose phone number did you say?"
Hu Meng, the inspector who came down from the city with him, replied cautiously: "It's the number of the chief prosecutor of the city procuratorate, Xue Hanxiang."
Luo Heng's complexion was a bit ugly right away, and he pondered for a while before he said, "Call Qian Qingzhi and let him come over!"