PDLP Chapter 843 80 Brother Soldier, a drop of water does not need to be repaid with your body 36
Chapter 843 80 Brother Soldier, a drop of water does not need to be repaid with your body 36
When Lao Zhang saw the miserable state of Zhao Hongcai, he subconsciously wanted to run out of the window, but was stopped by the detective who rushed in and subdued him to the ground in a few moves.
"Don't hit me, I won't move, I won't move."
Old Zhang didn't want to be like Zhao Hongcai. He had seen that man before. He was clearly a young man yesterday, but now he looked like he had walked out of the Hall of Yama, full of hostility.
He heard the sound just now and was almost scared to death. This man actually cut off Zhao Hongcai's legs. The legs looked twisted into an abnormal shape.
The investigators also looked over, they didn't expect their leader to be so powerful.
"I stepped on it accidentally. Look what it is."
If possible, Lu Jingxing would like to crush Zhao Hongcai's head!
He should be grateful for the military uniform he is wearing now. If he were a human, he would not want to spare his life because this person had hurt his beloved girl in some unknown space.
One of the detectives obeyed the order and walked over. On the table were some encrypted letters and a radio part. It was obvious that they were preparing to make a secret contact.
"take away."
Lu Jingxing gave the order in a deep voice.
The investigators escorted Lao Zhang out, while Lu Jingxing dragged Zhao Hongcai, who was almost turned into a dead pig, out. In addition to the yellow watermarks, red marks began to appear on the ground, and he was dragged into an extremely terrifying shape.
After they went out, there were a few more people waiting at the door. After Lu Jingxing gave them a few brief instructions, he went in another direction.
Miaomiao had just finished half of a bowl of tofu pudding when someone sat down at the table opposite her. She looked up and found that it was Lu Jingxing.
He seemed to be covered in dust, but he still looked handsome and reliable.
"It's done. I'll take you to see what happens next."
Lu Jingxing raised his hand and rubbed Miaomiao's hair, his expression showing a bit of relief and relief, which was completely different from the look he had just shown when the God of Killing was alive.
"Brother Lu, are they all bad guys?"
When Miaomiao turned around, she saw two people being escorted into a police car. One of them seemed to have a leg injury. His wailing sound was not loud, but his leg was crooked and trembled every time he moved.
Judging from the figure, it looked like the original owner's real enemy, Zhao Hongcai.
"Well, an out-and-out bad guy.
When I brought you here, I had already asked someone to investigate their backgrounds. Otherwise, why do you think I let you eat tofu pudding? They are one of our own."
As Lu Jingxing spoke, he ate up the tofu pudding on the table as quickly as possible.
"It does taste a bit salty."
He said after he finished eating.
The investigator, who hadn't noticed at all that the other person had transformed into an honest man selling tofu pudding, glanced over at him subtly, his expression difficult to describe.
The young man had heard of Lu Jingxing's name a long time ago, nicknamed "Lu Yanluo".
Their leader had previously said that this big shot had arrived in their county and that he had been transferred to work with such a big shot. The young man was so happy that he couldn't sleep well all night.
As a result, I was forced to sit next to the stall early in the morning, making tofu pudding while listening to this devil fooling the girl.
Isn't this a typical old cow eating young grass?
Isn’t it said that Lu Jingxing is a person who is dedicated to his work and devotes his entire life to the country?
At this moment, a young career fan, on a morning filled with the smell of tofu pudding, had his filter for his idol shattered with a "bang".
The only interaction he had with his idol today was that he gave her a cigarette box covered in words when no one was paying attention.
Of course, he didn't know that because of the contents on the cigarette box, Zhao Hongcai, who originally didn't have to break his leg, had his leg "accidentally" broken by Lu Jingxing.
It was because when Lu Jingxing took advantage of Miaomiao's inattention, he saw the words written on the cigarette box: "The restaurant owner has not been found to be directly involved in the case, but his ancestors have committed treason and need to be further investigated.
Zhao Hongcai had promiscuous relationships with both men and women, embezzled state property, and was charged with multiple crimes.”
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As soon as the police car drove away, Lu Jingxing took Miaomiao and walked towards Zhao Hongcai's house.
"Let's go see what these enemy agents have hidden. Let's drive to the textile factory and take a look."
Miaomiao nodded when she heard that, knowing that her job was to be a spectator, she was very obedient, but her eyes were bright and full of excitement.
Lu Jingxing took Miaomiao to Zhao Hongcai's home in the textile factory's staff building. His family was assigned to the first floor. At this time, the gate of the courtyard was already open. Lu Jingxing asked Miaomiao to wait at the door first, and he went in to check first. He made sure there was no danger before coming out.
There were already quite a few people watching near the door, and they were quite envious when they saw Miaomiao being called in.
"Come in, and watch your step."
Miaomiao walked into the yard and saw several comrades rummaging through drawers and cabinets. A piece of the floor in the main room was pried open, revealing a pitch-black hole, and the things hidden inside were moved out one by one.
An old radio with mottled rust on its body and several long antennas wrapped around it. Next to it were stacks of telegram papers covered with obscure symbols. This was the tool they used to transmit secret messages.
Miaomiao knew that in 82, computers were not yet popular, let alone the Internet, and this kind of radio was a common device for secret communications at the time.
“Is this the legendary radio station?”
Miaomiao couldn't pretend to be shocked, so she could only ask out of curiosity.
"Yes, this is the radio used to spread news to the outside world."
Lu Jingxing walked to her side and used his body to block the messy wires.
Miaomiao did not walk around, but stood still in one place to avoid disturbing other people's work or touching things that should not be touched.
She saw an investigator make a new discovery in a locked cabinet. It turned out to be full of letters from Zhao Hongcai threatening others, and several books by Zhang Bo, which detailed his transactions of buying and selling jobs.
"There was also Liang Qiu, the logistics director of the guesthouse, who paid a bribe of 100 yuan and promised to arrange for his nephew to work in the textile factory.
Here are also the records of Zhao Hongcai's counter-trading with others."
Lu Jingxing snorted coldly when he heard that. He was indeed not wrong about the person. That person looked like someone who liked to take advantage of small opportunities. But this time, he was finished.
"Perhaps, because Zhao Hongcai was arrested, many workplaces will have to start an internal cleanup.
In the short term, there will probably be no more recruitment, or if there is any recruitment, the procedures will be more formal.”
Lu Jingxing said this seemingly unintentionally, which was also a disguised reminder to the little girl.
Miaomiao was a little confused when she heard this. She understood what he said. In other words, her days of eating white flour buns every day would be postponed again???
What does it mean to be given hope and then be disappointed? In this day and age, it’s too difficult to find a suitable job, right?
"Don't worry, you still have me. If you can't find a job at the guesthouse, I can find you a better one."