The old men and ladies said that it was easy to deal with before, and there was a paper mill in the county that would collect it. Every summer and autumn harvest, their trucks would run to the countryside to buy grain and grass. The haystacks in the factory piled up six or seven stories high, occupying hundreds of acres of land.

One year, the factory caught fire, and it was really a fire, just like the Lin Chong Feng Snow Mountain Temple in "Water Margin" that burned the army forage factory.

"Yes, yes, yes, it's burned all night. It's said that you can see it dozens of miles away. The sky is red, and fire trucks from several nearby counties have been transferred over."

When talking about this, everyone became excited and kept talking.

Song Qingyun heard his colleagues talk about this when he was in the street. Later, because of environmental protection, the paper mill was closed more than ten years ago.

It’s useless to say that these are all. The wheat will be harvested in a few months, and there will be rice in the future. The orange stalks cannot be returned to the fields. It’s really a headache to deal with them!

Song Qingyun thought for a long time but couldn't come up with a good idea.

It was almost time to twelve o'clock and the old people dispersed.

Song Qingyun roasted the fire for a long time and sweated. Walking in the village, the cold wind was blew.

People in the countryside slept early, and now everything was silent, the cold fog dissipated, and the moon came out.

Looking up, the clouds in the sky became thinner in the moonlight, floating like yarn.

The wintersweet on the roadside was also blooming, and the cold fragrance spread into the night.

Just as I was thinking about returning the orange stalks to the fields, the phone rang. It was Wan Xinke who called: "Secretary Song, where are you? Come back soon!"

Her voice seemed anxious and excited.

Song Qingyun: "I just had a few old men and I was about to come back, what's wrong?"

"What happened a big thing. Gong Zhenxin took his niece, son-in-law, Lao Dian and Huang Ge to arrest Gong Ruxiang, Chen Ze and Mao Gen. He was locked up in the village committee and was about to interrogate overnight."

Probably because he sucked in carbon monoxide while the fire was just now, but his mind was not good in the middle of the night. Song Qingyun couldn't come back to his senses: "Who are these three people? How did Secretary Gong arrest them...ah!"

"Secretary Song, you finally understand that these three people are all good friends with Luo Po. Today, the branch secretary asked them to speak with words. If you don't explain clearly, you are not allowed to go home or give them food." Wan Xinke lowered his voice: "The person is being tried now. Come back soon. If you confess it later, it will be less lively and good."

"What are you watching? I'll be back soon." Song Qingyun was shocked. He never expected that Gong Zhenxin would arrest these three people. Isn't this suitable?

It seems that there is a suspected illegality, right?

In the past, when Chen Jianguo talked about things, he kept asking the militia to tie you up. In fact, it was just a matter of saying that if he really wanted to take action, there was no legal basis. If he really wanted to argue with you, he would have to sue. After all, it was a legal society.

I rushed to the village committee and saw the lights inside.

Wan Xinke was wearing a thick down jacket and was lying at the sight of Song Qingyun. He ran over and whispered: "Secretary Song, I'm waiting for you so hard. Now I'm in the office. Go and have a look."

Song Qingyun: "Did the family members and relatives of the three people come, are they making trouble?"

Wan Xinke looked disdainful: "The branch secretary brought someone up and said, "They felt shameless and didn't even have time to hide, but they dared to come over and make trouble. They came and arrested them and locked them up."

Obviously, the villagers of Hongshi Village felt that the two committees caught the villain and came to be locked up for a few days and hungry, and even beaten them was nothing.

But these three are not bad guys.

There were many people in the office of the village committee. Gong Zhenxin looked at the three people angrily with a teacup, his eyes full of majesty.

Next to it was Tang Xia's husband, Lao Dian and Huang Ge, and two other militiamen.

The five of them were all wearing camouflage, Jiefang rubber shoes, holding rubber sticks in their hands, and Huang Ge even carried a riot shield, arming her teeth.

The atmosphere is solemn.

Don’t look at Gong Ruxiang, Chen Ze and Mao Gen, who are either as handsome as humans, or rebellious or outrageously vulgar. At this moment, they are standing in the middle of the office, sweating provocatively.

The hair roots were shaking both legs, just like a mouse seeing a cat.

Seeing Song Qingyun, Gong Zhenxin put down his teacup: "Secretary Song, you are here."

Song Qingyun frowned: "Secretary Gong, can we talk about it in another place?"

Gong Zhenxin: "Secretary Song, I have something to say here. I, Gong Zhenxin, are open and upright in life and have nothing to say to others."

Song Qingyun: "It's better to talk with me if I take a step."

Secretary Gong: "Song Qingyun, I know what you want to say. It's just that I, Gong Zhenxin, work style, is simple and crude, has a parent-made style, and even violates human rights."

Song Qingyun said patiently: "Okay, since you said that, I will also express my opinion in front of everyone. I, Song Qingyun, have nothing to do with you. I heard that you asked these three people to come for interrogation and planned to close them for a few days without giving them food. Is this illegal and unlawful?

Gong Zhenxin: "Song Qingyun, I believe you know the reason why I called these three bastards over here, that is, it is not because of the fact that someone was thrown into Luo Nan's family. Luo Nan lives in the village committee every day, causing chaos, causing adverse effects, and even corrupting state cadres and affecting the overall situation of the poverty alleviation battle in our village. What kind of system does it take if it is not solved? Of course, I am not accusing you. I am still very confident in Secretary Song's character and morality. Secretary Song, you are young and motivated, knowledgeable and educated, understand policies, and have strong work ability. I, Gong Zhenxin, admire you very much. However, you have one of the biggest shortcomings, which is that you have too many concerns and too soft methods, so this will not be done."

"Lan Nan was shameless and fooled the village committees. Why are you helpless? Just drive them away!"

"Who throws the stone on the roof of Ronan's house and calls all the suspects, and asks them one by one! And why do you make the problem so complicated and so stumbling? Tonight, I will solve all the problems."

Song Qingyun shook his head: "Secretary Secretary, you didn't solve the problem like this, you'd better let the person go."

"I won't let go of people. Song Qingyun, if you want to make sense, then I will tell you."

"But this matter is illegal, you are a branch secretary. To put it bluntly, it is illegal to be restrained."

"Illegal restraint, haha, haha!" Gong Zhenxin laughed.

Song Qingyun frowned: "What's wrong?"

Gong Zhenxin stood up and stared at the three of them: "You said, did I catch you? Did you beat you and tie you up?"

Under his knife-like gaze, the three of them shook their heads at the same time and said, "No, we came here voluntarily to accept Uncle Zhenxin's investigation."

Gong Zhenxin: "You can't leave before the matter is investigated clearly, can you agree?"

The three of them said again that we were wronged and that we could not leave if we didn’t figure it out, so we stayed in the village committee.

Gong Zhenxin asked again if you have any objections if I don’t give you food.

The three of them replied at the same time that we should prove our innocence and go on a hunger strike. We did not throw the stones away. It would be a small loss of justice to starve to death.

Gong Zhenxin: "You said it yourself, okay, honestly, who threw the stone away."

"Not me." The three of them shook their heads at the same time.

Song Qingyun really doesn’t know what to say, this...

Secretary Gong’s prestige is so great. He draws the ground into a prison. If you say it in one sentence, you will behave properly.

Gong Zhenxin said coldly: "No, right? Then don't blame me for being rude. Gong Ruxiang, start with you and squat on horseback for five minutes."

"Yeah!" Gong Ruxiang squatted down.
Chapter completed!