Three hundred and sixty-seventh clean up
Things changed much faster than expected. Just the day before Chen Shouyi played with her prey and was about to submit the materials for the expo, the design institute welcomed a distinguished guest.
The great leader's ability to give birth to offspring is indeed outrageously powerful. There are as many as hundreds of children.
Everyone enjoys generous treatment. Of course, as they grow older, these men and women with leaders' blood flowing on them are no longer satisfied with the simple material supply. If they want to get more, they also begin to use their own means to win over and induce, and strive to increase every piece that can be used to expand their strength.
The 97th Young Master is eighteen years old. He is the Minister of the Ministry of Railways of the Republican Army and the Honorary Chief Engineer of the Design Institute. Every once in a while, he will inspect his subordinate units. Although he knows nothing about various technical affairs, it does not prevent him from becoming the object of praise among the people. He is also given various beautiful halos and names.
When Chen Shouyi prepared all the materials and sent them to the political supervision department of the unit, all officials including the Director of the Political Supervision Department and Party Representatives were not present.
At this time, welcoming the Ninety-Seventh Master is the top priority.
The world, and even the universe, will undergo unexpected changes every minute.
Night passed and day came. Chen Shouyi walked into the office on time as usual, walked to his seat and sat down... Unfortunately, the whole day passed and no one talked to him. The political and supervisory committee member seemed to have not received the materials he submitted at all. Everything was as transparent as air and empty as if he was.
The dean and the new female boss still go to and from get off work like usual. Their eyes are no longer filled with timidity and fear. On the contrary, the deep eyes are even sarcastic and cold. Work tasks and discussions no longer require themselves to participate.
On the list of promotions for reserve officials that the dean once agreed.
He couldn't find his name at all. Chen Shouyi felt that he was gradually marginalized, and even the various daily necessities distributed normally within the design institute, the amount of the rations distributed to him was not only deducted half, but the food quality was also extremely poor. As for the types... except for the rough bread that was as hard as stone, it was barely able to drink, filled with three types of radiation water with a pungent smell.
A week later, nominated by his new boss, Chen Shouyi's job was replaced by the logistics department, and he went from a second-level engineer who was in charge of the office to a special coal burner in the boiler room.
Revenge, this is definitely revenge
Chen Shouyi gritted his teeth in hatred and reported to the Political and Supervision Department every day. However, the Political and Supervision Commissioner rejected all his requests, and his attitude became cold and unrestrained.
He began to appeal to a higher-level political and legal organ. At the same time, he secretly followed his female boss, hoping to collect more evidence that was beneficial to him. The cumbersome process does not need to be described in detail.
What's important is that even Chen Shouyi himself did not expect that he actually discovered that this beautiful new boss had another secret lover besides the dean... Seventeenth Young Master.
It is likely that the last inspection caused this situation, or it may be that I was too forced to make the offensive and defensive situations easier. I was amazed at the great energy and thick-skinnedness of this woman.
While his mind was "broad", Chen Shouyi began to feel regretful about why Zhen Yixi did not submit the report early, so in order to satisfy his temporary arrogance and abuse, he ended up as embarrassing as he now. Of course, he was not so arrogant that he wanted to expose the 97th Young Master, and could only settle for the second best, and wanted to get back what he had promised from the dean and should have belonged to him.
"Old Chen, you probably remembered it wrong? When did I say anything like promoting you to the department head? Letting you work in the boiler room is the decision of everyone at the Party Committee of the Academy. How can I say it is my personal revenge? When did I offend you? As for my affair with Comrade X, it is even more groundless. Please put your attention in the future and don't exaggerate the facts for a little personal grudge. If you want to continue this unreasonable act, don't blame me for being rude and directly cancel all your treatment."
The dean's sarcastic ridicule made Chen Shouyi finally admit to Chu Shi. He no longer continued to report, but became very down-to-earth. Just like all the people who were silently maintaining their current work, everything seemed to be silent forever.
The honest people's revenge actions are far more patient than ordinary people.
A few months later, Chen Shouyi submitted reports to the Court's Political Supervision Committee and the Regional Internal Affairs Department again at the same time. He claimed that he had a large amount of evidence that an abnormal relationship between the female department head and the president, the 97th Prince and others had occurred. This document immediately attracted the extreme attention of the Political Supervision Committee of the Republican Army. Of course, the key reason was not the ambiguity between the president and the female subordinates.
Instead, it involves a series of problems that may arise from the ninety-seventh young master.
The materials are not fiction. There are even a few photos of the 97th young man intimate with the female director of the design institute on the bed. The scale is very large.
It is very clear, definitely not a work made by computer stunts in the old era. No one knows what channels and methods Chen Shouyi used to shoot. But they do exist, and Chen Shouyi himself kept the negatives and refused to hand over as his last killer.
This is no longer a simple crime of hooliganism or adultery, but also a relationship with the reputation of the great leader and his family members. Once this matter spreads, it is easy for the general public to be
Causing confusion.
It has changed the worship and admiration of the great beans by Gu Tong people.
Moreover, the system to which the Seventh Prince of Jiufeng may fall apart and be quickly divided up by the children of other leaders who are tempted by power, causing internal turmoil in the Republican army.
You must know, secretly with a woman.
superior.
Physical activities in bed are different from the openness of non-husband-wife relationships. The former is a secret that only two people know. As for the latter's strength... In the extremely holy and revolutionary spirit of struggle of the Red Republic, it will only be denounced as a dirty, corrupt, degenerate and decaying capitalist dregs.
Chen Shouyi didn't understand all this at all. He only knew to take revenge and take back his own interests from the damn bitch man and woman. He also understood that a small person like him was not the opponent of the 97th Young Master at all, but he stubbornly believed that Yipiyi himself had just done what he should have done.
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But it shocked and frightened Chen Shouyi.
He was arrested, detained, and severely beaten... He could not accept this sudden upheaval. He shouted at the top of his lungs to appeal, repeatedly explaining that he was persecuted by bad people, repeatedly declaring that he was not guilty, and also swearing to expose the dean and his new boss, claiming that all this was their conspiracy. It was not until the police station saw his arrested family and was asked by the political and supervisory committee to take the initiative to hand over the negatives to obtain leniency that he finally realized that what he had done was a farce. It was impossible to threaten anyone, but ruin everything he had.
......
Lin Xiang crossed his hands in front of his chest, leaned back on the back of the chair, and looked coldly at the prisoner sitting opposite him with a blank expression.
Jealousy can make people crazy and thus produce all kinds of chaotic and unrealistic thoughts. If you simply use human nature as an explanation point of view, then Chen Shouyi's example can barely be argued. The problem is... The wasteland is not an old well generation of civilization and glorious civilization.
The Red Republican Army is not a democratic society that can freely spread the word and promote all secrets through the media network. Although it holds secrets, the ending is only a dead end without being enough to fight against the pressure of the state machine crushing the pressure.
"Tell me! Where is the negative?"
Lin Xiang lit a cigarette again and sat upright. He began to understand the importance of this case one by one. The life and death of Chen Shouyi's family was not important.
The key is the negatives he has hidden.
The old man rolled his eyelids tiredly, looked at him sarcastically, and let out a "hum" from his nostril with a black bloody nostril, and sat motionlessly on the chair, like a dead and hard sculpture without vitality.
A thick white smoke spurted out from his mouth, and Lin Xiang's dark black gaze slowly swept across Chen Shouyi's body.
He said lightly: "Your wife, parents, two sons, a daughter, son-in-law, and your little grandson, are all detained in this prison. According to the news from Xinjing, they are only the first suspects in this case. Now, your relatives and friends are listed as the second suspect. Without prejudice to hand over the negatives to any of them, everyone may be detained for trial."
Chen Shouyi did not answer, and even closed his eyes. However, his slightly trembling eyelashes and involuntarily trembled fingers had betrayed the entanglement and struggle of his inner world at this moment.
"The seventy-three labor farms are different from other prisons."
Lin Xiang continued his conversation that seemed to be ineffective: "The prisoners detained here are not only political prisoners, but also death row prisoners who have committed serious crimes of abuse and killing. I will detain all your female family members with them, or treat them as rewards for a prisoner with good daily work or a higher political awareness. Hehehehe... You should understand that those guys who have been in prison for more than ten or twenty years want to press the sows on the ground/force/rapist, let alone female members of your family. They will definitely enjoy your wife and daughter very much. Don't worry! Before all men in the entire labor reform farm have all taken turns, they will not die in the factory."
Chen Shouyi suddenly opened his eyes, and his anger made his face swollen and black, his lips trembled, but he clenched his teeth tightly and said nothing.
"This place is very far from Xinjing, and the supply of materials is very bad. The prisoners' food is monotonous, except for potatoes and corn porridge."
Lin Xiang smiled and said, "Prisoners often disappear in prison for no reason, and bones of unknown origin are often found in the kitchen. You also know that for those guys who are about to be crazy, we have always been relaxed in management. Due to insufficient food, they try their best to find everything they can eat. Haha! I know a little bit about the physiological structure of the human body. Compared with men, women have thicker subcutaneous fat layer. It is more oily, so it is naturally more fragrant when they eat it in their mouths. Especially your six-year-old grandson... the meat should be very tender, and it is even likely that even the bones are crispy when chewed in their mouths..."
"Enough! You, stop me with a bar"
Chen Shouyi finally changed from the statue back to a living person. The words just now obviously hit him in the vital point. His face was twisted, and his breath was as heavy as a "huff," a rumbling bellows. He tried his best to spread his hands and ten fingers, and then he clenched it tightly into an airtight fist. The iron shackles that firmly stuck their wrists were swaying and hitting them left and right, making them "ding bells" ringing.
After a long time, he finally woke up from his violent and angry state.
Sitting down on the chair in a depressed manner. After a few minutes.
Then he slowly raised his head and said in a tone that clearly had a pleading voice: They deleted it."
"It depends on you"
Lin Xiang put away the smile on his face and emphasized: "Where is the negative?"
Chen Shouyi opened her mouth, her face full of fear, and her eyes radiated from the depths of her eyes, but she was still a little hesitant.
What about me?"
He asked stammeringly.
There seems to be a little bit of extremely weak expectation.
"You have to die one by one,
Lin Xiang gracefully raised his fingers holding the cigarette and added lightly: "If you refuse, your family will accompany you to hell. And...their way of death is more miserable than you, and the degree of suffering of being tortured will increase ten times or a hundred times."
"You...you devils, you devils," Chen Shouyi's eyes widened, and his sparse hair seemed to be standing up at any time.
"For criminals like you who are self-destructive from the people, the most harshest dictatorship must be adopted."
Lin Xiang refused to give in and spoke in a strict tone: "Of course, if you can confess, the Party and the country will give a certain degree of leniency. The premise is that you must hand over the negative ones."
Chen Shouyi was silent.
Sweat continued to flow down from his forehead, wetting the half-open collar of his clothes. His bent back was undulating quickly and slightly, obviously unable to control the rhythm of his breathing.
"I am very clear about your methods. The Political Supervision Commission will never let anyone win if they are suspected."
After pausing for a moment, he slowly raised his old head and said sadly: "Those things are really important. Once handed over, they will kill all my relatives, leaving no one left. Even if you don't want to do this, the son of the great leader will kill my whole family. From the beginning... this is a mistake."
Lin Xiang looked at him quietly for a while, and blew the ashes, and his tone was still cold and unchanged: "This is the 73rd Labor Reform Farm, not the Xinjing. The Political Supervision Commission only accepts direct management of the leader, and the 97th Young Master cannot intervene. As long as your family stays in this place, they will be very safe. Don't forget that the warden here... is me."
"But..." for these words.
Chen Shouyi didn't completely believe it.
"Nothing is not true."
Lin Xiang turned the cigarette butt.
Heavyly put it out in the glass ashtray, interrupting him without hesitation: "You have no choice, nor the capital to bargain with me. I don't like wasting time on such things. I will directly call out hundreds of death row prisoners from the severe punishment zone. In front of you, I will take all the female members of your family and let you watch them die. If possible, I can also give you a piece of the child's meat for you to taste.
In just a few minutes, Chen Shouyi had become much older and weaker. His face had already flushed abnormally and his eyes were a little distracted.
Lin Xiang sat up straight and repeated what he had said before.
"Tell me! Where is the negative?"
......
The sky of Xinjing City is filled with a very uncomfortable dryness. There are no green belts similar to the old era on the streets, nor are there street trees neatly arranged along both sides of the street. Occasionally, a few drought-tolerant plants such as poplar have stood in the corners of the city, most of which have withered or only bare yellow branches left. Looking around, the basic tones of the entire city are either dark yellow like wind and sand, or gray produced by countless reinforced concrete buildings.
The office of the Director of the Political Supervision Commission was covered with a hazy light that was hung in front of the window. It was not so dazzling, and you could even feel an extremely comfortable coolness. However, in this environment, the webmaster would feel a vague colder and colder feeling.
Yifeng, wearing a black lieutenant general's uniform, sat behind the desk, focusing on looking at the few negatives placed beside him. Opposite the table, Lin Xiang sat upright, and there was no expression on his face.
"It's very good. These things are very important."
A few minutes later, Yifeng gathered the dispersed negatives, raised his head, and smiled with satisfaction: "That old guy Chen Shouyi is finally willing to call him...
....Young man, you have a better way than I thought. It seems that it is right to hand over this case to you to handle."
Without waiting for Lin Jian to answer, he continued: "However, in the follow-up handling of this case, you seem to be a little abusing to the authority referring to the arrangements of Chen Shouyi's family."
“I’m going to report to you.”
Chapter completed!