Go back to the prosperous days and become a layman

Chapter 725: A massive investigation
"My mother said there was a letter from Fenghu County about chicken blood therapy. The letter contained relatively detailed data, including the patient's name, age, address, symptoms, recovery status, etc. It was a thick stack, and my mother asked if you wanted to take a look." After talking about the reprint of the "Manual", Xiao Wang conveyed Director Ye's instructions.

"There is such a thing?" Tang Zhitong was stunned. There was an inscription on the front of the "Manual". He thought that with such a big banner, the momentum of chicken blood therapy could be suppressed. Unexpectedly, some people still did not give up.

"Well. If you want to read it, go find Sister Xiaoqin. Our mother has told her." Student Wang knew that the story about chicken blood therapy in "In the Hand" was suggested by her husband. There was the inscription on the title page and the instructions from a while ago, so the letter could not be torn open.

"Okay, I'll go over there tomorrow." Tang Zhitong nodded in agreement. Director Ye asked if he wanted to take a look and even told the contact person to do so, so he definitely had to take a look.

He thought the same as Xiao Wang, that the sky would not turn over, but the reason why Director Ye asked him to take a look was probably because it was he who proposed not to recommend the chicken blood therapy, and it was not convenient for others to intervene, otherwise it would be suspected of slapping himself in the face.

"It's time to eat." Zhang Guifang set the table and interrupted the couple's whisper.

"Mom, what happened to you?" While eating, Tang Zhitong saw that Zhang Guifang was a little uneasy and asked.

"It's nothing. Two people came here to check the hygiene today." Zhang Guifang glanced at her son and shook her head.

"Then shouldn't our family be praised? There are neither bedbugs nor rats in the house." Tang Zhitong smiled and comforted his mother.

The bed bugs successfully replaced the sparrows and after several rounds of pest control in the house, the bed bugs have disappeared without a trace.

At this time of year, flies have not yet come out and there are very few mosquitoes. Because of the addition of Beibei to the family, it is understandable that there are no mice.

"I don't think you're here to check hygiene. Eat first and I'll talk to you after you're done." Zhang Guifang glanced at her son again and temporarily put the subject aside.

Although Tang Zhitong was puzzled, he did not say anything until after dinner when Zhang Guifang took him outside.

"What's wrong? Mom, you're so mysterious." This was the first time that Tang Zhitong was pulled out for a talk by his biological mother.

"Today, those two people came over and looked around. I don't think they were here to inspect hygiene. Our street has issued food coupons so many times, but I have never seen them."

"Maybe they are new here? We are just checking the hygiene. It doesn't matter if our yard is a little messy or we grow some vegetables. Don't worry." Tang Zhitong thought his mother was worried about the small piece of land in the yard, so he comforted her.

"It's not what you said. They asked all kinds of questions, including how many people are in your family, where you work, how old you are, what you look like, and what you were doing on the 21st. I was thinking, didn't you bring some toon sprouts home on the 21st? They weren't here to check on you, were they?" Zhang Guifang was so concerned that she kept blaming her son for this kind of thing.

"Oh, what are you thinking? You may be here to investigate a case. Don't worry, this has nothing to do with me. My background is clean." Tang Zhitong kept assuring.

The little food that I occasionally bring home are all the goods I stockpile thanks to the space I have. I don’t steal or rob, and I don’t take too much, so no one can catch me.

Besides, why would they mobilize a large number of people to investigate themselves just for a few kilograms of Chinese toon sprouts? Obviously, it is impossible. This is not a friendly person who lost his bicycle.

"Investigating a case? Now that you mention it, it makes sense. They asked if anyone had seen a young man who was 1.7 meters tall and had small eyes." After hearing what her son said, Zhang Guifang's IQ finally returned.

"That's right. Look at me, my eyes are so big and I'm only 1.78 meters tall. It doesn't make sense at all. As for the toon sprouts, you can eat them with confidence. I promise that nothing will happen to you." Tang Zhitong continued to comfort his mother.

"Yeah, yeah, you're right. I'm relieved." Zhang Guifang thought about it and it was true. The height was wrong. What did the two comrades say? Wearing a woolen coat? Where did the woolen coat come from in her home?

"Okay, let's go back to the house. It's still a bit cold outside." Tang Zhitong held Zhang Guifang's shoulders, turned her 90 degrees manually, and pushed her into the main room.

Classmate Xiao Wang was very curious and kept signaling to Tang Zhitong with his big sparkling eyes, wanting to know what the mother and daughter talked about outside.

"Oh, I'm a little tired today. I've been working in the college. I wish I could use the playground to grow vegetables. Mom, I'll go back to the house first." After receiving the signal from classmate Xiao Wang, Tang Zhitong stretched and performed for his mother.

"Did you really work?" After returning to the room, Xiao Wang took her husband's hand and touched his palm with her fingertips. There was no blisters at all. How could it look like he had worked? Then she patted her husband's hand and snorted, "Huh, you're lying again."

"Find an excuse to fool mother, otherwise how can I come back? Am I going to have a baby with you?" There was no one else in the room, so Tang Zhitong's words sounded a little more frivolous.

"Hateful." Xiao Wang pushed her husband away, eager to learn more: "What did our mother want to talk to you about just now? Can you tell me?"

"There's nothing to hide. Someone came to investigate a case today. My mother was thinking wildly that the toon sprouts I bought were of dubious origin." Tang Zhitong said briefly.

"What a coincidence? Our unit also had a meeting today, saying that we were responding to the public security department's mass movement of large-scale investigation, exposure, and denunciation. The first question was whether anyone had seen a young man wearing a gray woolen coat, about 1.7 meters tall, with a long narrow face, small eyes, side-parted hair, and dark skin. What the hell had he done? Did he break the law?" After hearing what her husband said, Xiao Wang remembered the meeting held in the Beijing Library in the morning.

"Who knows? It must be no small matter if such a large group of people are mobilized." Tang Zhitong laughed. He was only thinking about An's mother's concern just now and didn't think about other aspects. After Xiao Wang said this, he remembered that this was a fraud case, right?

This old guy uses the alias Zhao Quanyi. He has good skills in calligraphy and painting, just like that stinky Bao who rubs dollars with his hands, but he doesn't use them in the right way. If he becomes a blogger, he will definitely make a fortune.

But this old guy used crooked means. He hand-painted the official seal and copied Zhou's signature, and managed to defraud 20 yuan from the People's Bank of China!
Although this is outrageous, it is not the most outrageous, because there are things that are even more outrageous than this.

A few years ago, the Sijiucheng Court sentenced a case in which the defendant was sentenced to 15 years.

This defendant is not only skilled in craftsmanship, but also a liar with extremely strong psychological qualities. This liar put into practice the saying "face is given by oneself" through actual actions. He gilds himself and promotes himself.

This liar didn't even graduate from elementary school because he was expelled from school because he stole test papers and forged homework.

Naturally, this kind of misfit eventually joined the logistics team and started as a clerk. However, due to corruption, he was imprisoned for several years. When he came out, the logistics team leader had already suffered a crushing defeat.

But this situation did not stump the scammer. He began to package himself and create a persona for himself. He made up the identity of a college student and infiltrated the people.

Later, he even relied on forged certificates, official seals, and nonsense, saying that he had participated in the war against the United States, served as the chief of staff of a regiment, made meritorious services, etc., and successively obtained honors such as "People's Meritorious Service", "Combat Hero", and "Revolutionary Soldier Disability Certificate".

Thanks to his eloquence, the old man rose rapidly in the ranks, from a clerk to deputy director in just five years.

When he was the secretary-general of the Ministry of Agriculture and Forestry of the Central South Bureau, he visited the north as a "farmer representative", met a female translator, and then returned to China to get married.

This old fellow was not satisfied and wanted a higher position, so he forged documents to promote himself, but was discovered.

Many people in Beijing knew about this incident at the time because it was adapted into a drama called "Looking West to Chang'an", which was performed publicly for quite a while.

"What are you thinking about?" Xiao Wang saw her husband was in a daze and pushed him. "Oh, I was thinking about what my mother said just now. You mentioned so many characteristics, and I guess others asked my mother about them. My mother only remembered that my eyes were small, and asked if it was me. Do you think my eyes are so small?" Tang Zhitong felt very wronged. He had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he looked decent no matter how he looked at him. He would definitely not betray the revolution.

"Is it big?" Student Wang thought it was funny and laughed while covering his mouth.

"Don't you know whether it's big or not? Why? To make a deeper impression?"

“Disgusting~~”

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The next day was March 3, Saturday, and Tang Zhitong had no classes in the afternoon.

Thinking about the letter from Hu County, Tang Zhitong hurriedly finished his lunch and wanted to stop by the Women's Federation before going to the unit to get his gun.

"Teacher Tang, Teacher Tang, don't forget the important things." Seeing Tang Zhitong get up and pack up to leave, Luo Zhiping reminded him.

"I won't forget. Don't worry, I'll bring it here tomorrow." Although only Luo Zhiping spoke up to remind him, the desire for meat in his roommates' eyes could not be hidden.

The meat coupons for the residents of the old city were still issued on time, but the amount of the coupons was not as high as before. Even so, many times people could not buy meat, either because there was no meat available that day or it had been sold out.

Tang Zhitong had seen the little bit of meat that Zhang Guifang had cut back. It was a thin slice with almost no fat. It was obviously a slaughtered piglet.

Even the piglets were slaughtered, which shows how bad the situation has become.

"Then let's meet at the school gate at 8 o'clock tomorrow?" Luo Zhiping asked Tang Zhitong for his opinion.

"Eight o'clock...Okay, then eight o'clock." Tang Zhitong originally wanted to sleep in on the weekend, but everyone had no objection to this time, so he couldn't say anything. The minority should obey the majority.

"Oh, by the way, how can we get to the Old Summer Palace tomorrow? On foot?" Tang Zhitong had already walked out of the dormitory when he suddenly thought of the problem of transportation. It was not short from the Post and Telecommunications University to the Old Summer Palace, at least twenty miles away.

"Hey, I'm going back today too, and will ride a bicycle here tomorrow. I've borrowed one from the teacher, and with yours, there will be three in total. We can squeeze in and have enough seats." Luo Zhiping was very proud, as if he had done something great.

"Okay, see you later." Tang Zhitong waved to his roommate and slipped away.

Bicycles are very expensive nowadays. Owning a bicycle is almost like driving a BMW in a few decades. Being able to borrow one is a kind of ability.

Tang Zhitong first went to the Women's Federation to find Miao Xiaoqin. The letters from Hu County were indeed a thick stack, as Xiao Wang had said, with at least thirty pages.

Ye Zhijuan was in a meeting and there was no one in the office, so Tang Zhitong simply sat down and read the letter.

Miao Xiaoqin poured Tang Zhitong a glass of water and went about her own business.

At first, Tang Zhitong read the letter very carefully. The letter clearly described the miraculous effect of chicken blood therapy on the writer himself. After one injection a day, his waist and legs no longer felt sore, and he had more energy to walk. He could climb to the fifth floor in one breath without any effort.

From his words, it was as if he was possessed by a perpetual motion machine and had endless energy.

Tang Zhitong paused when he saw this. Anyone who had the opportunity to go to the fifth floor these days was not an ordinary person. He could be so cruel as to give himself an injection every day, so he must be a ruthless person.

Reading further down, the letter begins to list the positive effects experienced by other "patients" after using the chicken blood therapy.

So-and-so, how old, where is the discomfort, how many milliliters were injected on what date, how effective was it; how many milliliters were injected on what date, how effective was it…

Turning to the next page, the content is similar, the only difference is gender, age and the number of times the chicken blood therapy is received.

Rather than calling it letters, it would be more accurate to say that this stack of stationery is a report on reckless human experiments.

The letter ended with his request:

Chicken blood therapy is effective. It can not only cure diseases, but also strengthen the body. Healthy people will become healthier after the injection, with rosy complexion, refreshed spirit and increased appetite.

If we persist in doing this for a long time, we can strengthen our body, prolong our life, and cure all diseases. It will be beneficial to the health of the people and to strengthening the physique of the Chinese people.

This readily available and inexpensive treatment method cannot be simply concluded with a statement that "it has not undergone large-scale clinical verification and subsequent effect tracking and testing...it is not recommended for promotion and use."

If the editorial team of the Manual does not believe it, he can go to Beijing to host human experiments and verify the efficacy of the treatment. He must respond to the call and promote this simple and effective treatment method throughout the country to benefit the people of the whole country.

"What do you think after reading it?" Ye Zhijuan came back from a meeting and saw her son-in-law standing in a daze in the office, and asked with a smile.

"Mom." Tang Zhitong put down the letter, stood up, and welcomed Ye Zhijuan in first.

Then he pointed at the letter with his finger and said, "It looks very detailed, but it can't be counted. The effects of the chicken blood therapy on the patients listed in the letter are too subjective.

The entire letter was not smudged, and it was obviously copied. There are so many patients listed, and not a single case of side effects. The efficacy is almost as good as the elixir of Taishang Laojun. "

"I also think the words are a bit exaggerated. Other comrades probably have the same idea. However, along with this letter, there is also a note written by Comrade Zhang." Ye Zhijuan took a sip of water, took out a note from the drawer and handed it to Tang Zhitong.

When Tang Zhitong took it, his first reaction was not to look at what was written on it, but to look at the size and material of the note.

The so-called note was really just a piece of paper, not even a complete piece of paper. It was obviously a piece torn off from a notebook.

Passing notes and approving notes, Tang Zhitong had only heard of such things before. They were popular in certain periods, but he didn't expect to encounter them today.

(End of this chapter)