Chapter 641 Bad News Again?

Sanfeng Town is in chaos, Wuting County is in chaos, and the villagers of Xiaozhang Village are all gathered now. Except for those who go out to work and can’t come back, or those who have family members working in government agencies, almost all of them are in battle, regardless of gender or gender. Divide old and young.

The number of people is increasing. The Sanfeng Town government has already built a small square for at least 700 or 800 people. There are no stitches in the small square that was originally built for beauty. In this conflict, the relatives of the injured people are on the front line.

All the administrative staff of the Sanfeng Town Party Committee and the government are all standing at the door. The cadres of Bao Village are holding electronic loudspeakers, and they are constantly persuading. He couldn't make a sound, he was sweating profusely.

"Severely punish the murderer, give me justice!"

I don't know which kind person, even from the advertising company in the town, hurriedly made a banner about eight meters long, eight characters, and displayed it bloody.

And this is just a small microcosm. In front of the Wuting County Government Building, the square is even more grand, so it can accommodate more people, more than 1,500 villagers in Xiaozhang Village, and onlookers from all directions. Even the police force that was released has all been shrunk back.

Wuting County Patrol and Special Police Brigade, a patrol and special police team of 80 people, all wearing Kailaf explosion-proof suits, fully enclosed black riot helmets, in the sun, everyone was sweating profusely, and the sweat even slipped down the corners of the eyebrows. The eye sockets were extremely sour, but no one dared to touch it.

Because the atmosphere at this time is too depressing, facing the crowd of people whose emotions can get out of control at any time, this group of 80 people is like a small boat that can be overturned at any time by the waves. , even though all of them were holding fiberglass shields in their left hands and batons in their right hands, they still felt uneasy and uneasy.

Around the square, the red and blue lights of the police cars kept flashing, but they didn't honk their horns, but the more silent the red and blue renderings, the more nervous they became.

Where can I still look for Hong Chen now? Except for the security checkpoints set up and the policemen scattered in Sanfeng Town, all the police forces have shrunk back, and they are on standby attentively around.

Even the traffic police team came to join in the fun and tried their best to divert the traffic, but the main road in front was still full of water, and there was nothing to be done in a hurry.

The county party committee and government work in the same building, and all the staff of the county party committee office and government office block the door, holding miniature cameras in their hands, taking pictures of the masses of the people.

The county petition bureau, dispatch center, stability maintenance office, and the main leaders of Sanfeng Town are all on the front line, and everyone is drumming in their hearts. In the forty-seven years since Wuting County was established, such a situation has never happened. When the Red Guards entered the city, riots could arise at any time.

Xing Xiangdong, deputy director of the Public Security Bureau, stood in the office of Wei Baoqiang, the county party secretary, holding his arms and walking out the window, with a serious expression on his face and frowning, suddenly picked up the phone and dialed: "Xiao Wu, is the gun store open? ?"

"What? Okay, I get it, I'll call the Zheng Bureau now! You go to the office to find him now!" Xing Xiangdong exhaled a long breath, and immediately dialed Zheng Xiong's number.

But the beeping sound of the phone kept coming, hung up, dialed another number, still no one answered.

"Zheng Xiong doesn't answer the phone?" Wei Baoqiang's voice came from behind, his face was very difficult, and even his breathing was a little different now. He didn't understand now, why it happened in less than an hour. level.

Originally, these were all trivial matters, nothing more than giving some money. These ordinary people were easy to pass up, but when they were in a hurry, they were immediately detained for a few days. They were all honest, and the only thing they worried about was Hong Chen.

But now, Hong Chen can't be found, and there is no negative information on the Internet, but his own internal problems have erupted. can't sit still.

He picked up his mobile phone and dialed it directly. It was still Zheng Xiong's phone number. Now that the government needs the support of violent agencies, how could he allow Zheng Xiong to fall off the chain!

A blind tone of beep or two reminded Wei Baoqiang that even Zheng Xiong would dare not answer his own phone. After the unanswered answer came from the other end of the phone, Wei Baoqiang threw the phone on the desk. Breathing heavily, he picked up a box of fine Su cigarettes on the table, and directly took one out and put it in his mouth.

However, the high-end lighter in his hand seemed to be in a state of turmoil, and it couldn't catch fire. Finally, Xing Xiangdong came over and took out his lighter to help him light a cigarette: "Wei Ji, why don't I go back to the bureau now? "

"Go and come back!" Wei Baoqiang frowned and waved directly.

Mass incidents are the kind of situation that all leading cadres are most reluctant to encounter. It is very difficult to deal with. If they are not handled properly for a while, it is easy to cause bad consequences, ranging from affecting the reputation and prestige of leading cadres. Obstacles to career, no way for promotion.

Of course, there will be one of the most serious consequences, which is to hold the leaders accountable. The dismissal is small, and the double-opening is small. If you really take criminal responsibility, you will also have to go to the class and eat in prison!

Wei Baoqiang didn't dare to take this risk, because he knew that if this matter was thoroughly investigated, it would be difficult for him to escape the punishment of the law, and even if he turned out the previous account, it would be normal for him to go in for ten or eight years.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel terrified. I opened the drawer subconsciously. Inside was a big group photo of my family, my husband and wife, my son and my wife, and my favorite and most beloved grandson. I wonder how they lived in Canada? If I didn't have two passports, it would not be easy to see my family once.

Closing the drawer, Wei Baoqiang picked up two more documents on the table. These are the files of the two villagers in Xiaozhang Village who died on the spot. One was in his forties and the other was in his twenties. Among the people surrounded, there are their relatives, but fortunately, the bodies of the two people are now in the morgue of the hospital, and these villagers have not taken them away.

"Those gangsters!" Wei Baoqiang muttered in his heart, leaning back on the large boss chair, he already had a clear idea in his mind, no matter what, cremate the body first, increase the amount of death condolences, quickly Dividing these gathered masses, one is enticing, and the other is coercion. When the time comes, the public security and other personnel will go up, and they should be caught, and they should be banged!

Just as Wei Baoqiang was sorting out his thoughts, there was a knock on the door, and his secret poked his head carefully: "Boss, there is something new here!"

Secret Liu Junhong has been with him for six or seven years, and he is the only one who would call himself the boss on such occasions, but with a solemn expression on his face, Wei Baoqiang suddenly groaned in his heart, is there any bad news?