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Chapter 734 Chapter 733 All the responsibility is on your side
The message was simple: Come to the Summer Palace Police Station as soon as possible, Wan.

Tang Zhitong thought about it in his mind. There were only three people with the surname Wan who had connections with him: Wan Xiangyang, Wan Xianghong, and Lao Wan who lent money.

Among them, only Wan Xiangyang knew that his dormitory phone number was a male one.

Nowadays, people practice "reasoning", and if reasoning doesn't work, most of them choose to "convince others with reason", which ultimately ends with the defeated party giving in.

Wan Xiangyang did not even leave his name in the message, only saying his last name was Wan, and emphasized to the dormitory manager: As soon as he said his last name was Wan, Tang Zhitong would know it.

After listening to the dormitory manager's retelling, Tang Zhitong felt that the matter was a bit serious. He didn't even have time to eat lunch. He went back to the dormitory, said goodbye to his roommates, and without even asking for leave, he put on his backpack and ran downstairs.

Tang Zhitong was not unfamiliar with the Summer Palace. After all, he had been here many times when he was at the construction site two years ago, but this was his first time to be in the police station here.

In order to reduce unnecessary trouble and increase the weight of his words, Tang Zhitong stated directly that he was Wan Xiangyang's leader as soon as he entered the police station, and took out two certificates, one was a work permit from the escort department, and the other was a representative certificate of the Sijiu City representative.

The two certificates were still effective. At least the police station's case handlers smiled as they spoke: "Comrade Tang, this comrade Wan from your unit is adamant. He hasn't said a word since he called you."

"Maybe he's afraid of bringing trouble to the unit. What's your name, comrade?" Tang Zhitong took back the two certificates and put them in his pocket, saying with a smile.

"My surname is Zhang, Zhang Jun." Zhang Jun said as he extended his hand towards Tang Zhitong.

"Comrade Zhang, I'm sorry to trouble you. What's the situation now?" Tang Zhitong shook hands with Zhang Jun and inquired.

"Comrade Wan was shooting swans in the Summer Palace..." Zhang Jun recounted the incident in a relaxed tone.

"Chief Zhang, his behavior has made the foreign guests very dissatisfied! I strongly request that the police station deal with this strictly!" Perhaps because he heard that things were not developing in the direction he had expected, the person who claimed to be from the foreign affairs department who was listening nearby stood up to express his opinion.

Tang Zhitong glanced at him and ignored him, but his words revealed Zhang Jun's identity: "Director Zhang, I didn't see Comrade Wan from our unit. Where is he? I want to talk to him and confirm whether it is true."

"Okay, come with me." Zhang Jun ignored the man. He said he was from the foreign affairs department, but in fact he was just an interpreter who was stationed in the Summer Palace to serve foreigners. He had been emphasizing in Zhang Jun's ear all morning that this was related to the national system and must be dealt with seriously. He kept repeating the same thing over and over again, which was very annoying.

Zhang Jun was a retired civilian and knew the real deal. Even though Wan Xiangyang didn't say anything, he had a rough idea of ​​Wan Xiangyang's identity based on about five or six things.

Those who understand will understand. Those who come from the military, even if they have left their original unit, will take care of each other to some extent whenever they meet.

When Tang Zhitong saw Wan Xiangyang, Wan Xiangyang was scratching his head and looked a little overwhelmed, but his treatment was okay. Although he was in the detention room, he was not handcuffed.

Zhang Jun knew how to handle things. He opened the door, nodded to Tang Zhitong, turned around and left, leaving time and space for the two of them.

When Wan Xiangyang heard the door open and saw Tang Zhitong coming in, he felt like he was meeting a long-lost relative. He almost burst into tears and murmured, "Eanzi..."

"Cry! You still know how to cry?! Tell me everything in detail!" Tang Zhitong first gave Wan Xiangyang a look, then slammed the table heavily and shouted loudly.

Although Zhang Jun downplayed the story when he narrated it, Tang Zhitong did not believe it completely because Zhang Jun said it at the beginning and Wan Xiangyang did not say anything, so what Zhang Jun said must be from a third-party perspective.

Tang Zhitong would definitely have to base his decision on what Wan Xiangyang said and then decide how to handle the situation next. However, Zhang Jun had just been out for a short time and might have noticed what was going on in the house, so Tang Zhitong had to perform for Zhang Jun.

"Chief Tang, I came here today to shoot swans..." Wan Xiangyang immediately understood what Tang Zhitong meant, corrected his attitude, and told the story again from his own perspective.

Zhang Jun didn't walk far. He laughed after hearing Tang Zhitong's rebuke. This was the style he was familiar with. He could beat and scold his own soldiers behind closed doors, but he couldn't let outsiders bully them!
Tang Zhitong and Wan Xiangyang were talking here, and Zhang Jun was also talking there.

Both the translator and Old Wei from the Summer Palace felt that Zhang Jun’s attitude towards Tang Zhitong just now was too nice.

"How do you want me to deal with it? He was just shooting birds, not people. Can I kill him?" Zhang Jun was very annoyed. He, the chief of the police station, had become a full-time security guard of the Summer Palace, and he was always causing trouble for himself.

"He doesn't have to be executed, but he should be locked up for a few months, right? Just let him send someone to take him back? I'm afraid this is not appropriate," Old Wei insisted.

"How many months in jail? What I say doesn't count, so how can what you say count? Arresting people is very troublesome, and it has to be reported to the Municipal Bureau for approval. In this case, the Municipal Bureau will most likely not approve it. In my opinion, just let that young man apologize to your foreign guests." Zhang Jun stood between the two parties to mediate, hoping to make a big deal out of a small matter.

"That won't do! Can he meet foreign guests whenever he wants? This must be dealt with seriously!" Old Wei shook his head. The apology was too light. If he agreed now, there would be no room for bargaining later, and he would not be able to detain the swan.

"Old Wei, just listen to my advice. That's enough." Zhang Jun gave sincere advice.

Although twenty-one-year-old deputy section chiefs are rare, they still exist. Twenty-one-year-old representatives of the city are also rare, but they still exist. But when these two are added together, one plus one is greater than two.

In addition to the momentum with which Tang Zhitong criticized Wan Xiangyang just now, Zhang Jun felt that he was not simple.

"That won't work! If we just apologize and be done with it, wouldn't the foreign guests be frightened in vain?" Old Wei looked at the translator and shook his head firmly, still hoping that Zhang Jun would take serious action against Wan Xiangyang.

"That's it?" Tang Zhitong was very surprised after listening to Wan Xiangyang's narration. Just now, after listening to Zhang Jun's retelling, he thought that the foreign guests were interacting with the swan, but Wan Xiangyang fired a shot at the swan next to the foreign guests!

"That's it." Wan Xiangyang nodded affirmatively. He was usually not timid, but this time he was worried. After all, once foreign guests were involved in things, it would be easy to exaggerate.

Tang Zhitong stroked his chin and thought for a while. He came up with a plan and said, "That's fine. Come on, come with me and say hello."

After leaving the detention room, Tang Zhitong looked up at the sky. Where was the swan? Perhaps it had flown away when it saw that things were hopeless.

"Director Zhang, I just learned about the situation and I think Comrade Wan is not at fault. Can you please return the weapons and the swan?" Tang Zhitong led Wan Xiangyang into the office and immediately determined that Wan Xiangyang was not guilty.

"The police station is owned by your family?! Just because you say you are not at fault, then you are not at fault?!" Old Wei from the Summer Palace was unhappy. His gang was eyeing the swan, and you want to snatch it away with just one sentence?

"Who is this?" Tang Zhitong did not refute, but first asked Zhang Jun about Lao Wei's identity.

"Oh, this is Chief Wei from the External Services Department of the Summer Palace." "Oh, your last name is Wei, no wonder. Could it be that Chief Wei's ancestor was nine thousand years old?" Tang Zhitong sneered coldly.

Wan Xiangyang did nothing wrong in beating the swan, either from a common sense or legal perspective. The fact that these people from the Summer Palace brought the matter to the police station clearly had no good intentions.

This fucking thing has already reached the police station, there's no need to be friendly. As the "On the Qin Dynasty" said it well, cede five cities today, ten cities tomorrow, and then you can sleep peacefully tonight.

Peace will survive if it is sought through struggle, but it will die if it is sought through compromise. Tang Zhitong is a good and obedient student and chooses to fight hard.

"You! Try to curse me again?!" Old Wei's face turned purple, like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and its fur stood on end.

As a person working in the Summer Palace, Lao Wei is familiar with its history. In the late Ming Dynasty, Wei Zhongxian once occupied a large tract of land in the Summer Palace as his private property.

Wei Zhongxian was a eunuch, so when he said that he was a descendant of the nine thousand year old man, wasn't that tantamount to calling himself a bastard?

"What? Did I get it right?" Tang Zhitong asked softly, then glared and slammed the table, suddenly suppressing Old Wei's arrogance:

"I've only heard that in the old society, landlords didn't allow tenants to shoot birds on their own land, but I've never heard that there is still such a rule in the new society! Even if you are the filial son and grandson of Wei Zhongxian, you still have to shoot birds today! The Summer Palace belongs to the country, not to you personally! Comrade Wan, how to deal with the bird shooting is not your turn to speak!"

Old Wei was so angry that he was speechless after being scolded by Tang Zhitong. His hand was shaking as he pointed at Tang Zhitong. He had seen arrogant people before, but he had never seen anyone as arrogant as this.

"We have to deal with it no matter how we deal with it! We can't just walk away! The foreign guests won't agree, otherwise the fright will be in vain." Seeing this, the translator next to them stepped forward and continued to denounce.

"Director Zhang, did the foreign guest report the case in person?" Tang Zhitong ignored the translator and turned to ask Zhang Jun.

"Not really." Zhang Jun shook his head. The Summer Palace is right next to the police station, and over the years, there has never been a case of a foreign guest reporting a crime.

"Then have you got the authorization letter from the foreign guest to report the case on his behalf?" After hearing what Zhang Jun said, Tang Zhitong felt relieved and turned around to prepare to confront the translator.

"..." The translator felt his breath stagnate. How could this person know so much? Chinese people don't care about this!
"You have nothing to say! Before the liberation, your behavior was just like a lackey speaking up for the foreigners." Tang Zhitong glanced at the translator with contempt, then pointed at the people in the Summer Palace and made a final judgment: "Even if you have obtained the authorization letter, even if foreign guests come here, I will still say the same thing! We are not wrong, all the responsibility is on your side!"

"He fired the gun and shot the swan, so how come it's our fault? If you don't explain the whole thing today, don't even think about leaving the police station!" Old Wei glared with red eyes and said fiercely.

"Okay, let me ask you. Has your Summer Palace posted notices prohibiting hunting in areas around the Summer Palace where hunting is allowed? Have you informed relevant units that hunting is not allowed within a certain number of kilometers around the Summer Palace?"

"Anyway, I came here and found that the walls of the Summer Palace are cleaner than my face! And I've never seen such a notice at work!"

"As for disturbing the foreign guests, that's because you didn't do your security work properly. It's your dereliction of duty!"

"I just asked, our comrades shot the swan outside the courtyard wall, more than two miles away from your Summer Palace. How can it scare people from such a distance? Are the courage of foreign guests made of paper? I seriously suspect that you are trying to occupy the swan and use the banner of foreign guests to achieve your ulterior motives!"

While Tang Zhitong was shifting the responsibility to the other party, he also tried to test him. It was impossible for the foreign guest to come in person to report the case, and it was impossible for him to go and confront the foreign guest. He could only provoke the other party with words, see the other party's reaction, and see whether it was true from the reaction.

As for the courage of the foreign guests, I will not comment on it. Perhaps they have witnessed America's machine gun shooting at civilians, which has left them with an indelible psychological trauma.

"You...you are slandering me! Even if I had the guts to do such a thing under the guise of foreign guests!" Lao Wei was in charge of security. According to Tang Zhitong, there were indeed big loopholes in his work, but he refused to admit that he was taking advantage of the power of foreigners to bully his own people.

"Then...then he was still holding a standard weapon, which at least means he was misusing public property for personal gain!" The translator's reaction was not slow either. He kept pressing on the issue of Wan Xiangyang holding the five or six and a half weapons, and was determined to explain.

"Chief Tang, this is indeed a bit inappropriate, isn't it? Why don't you just apologize?" Seeing that the situation was about to become awkward, Zhang Jun stepped in to appease the situation and offered his own suggestion for how to handle the situation.

If this matter did not go through the police station, no matter how they coordinated it, it would have nothing to do with Zhang Jun. But since they have intervened, Zhang Jun has to speak from his own standpoint. If he just lets Tang Zhitong take Wan Xiangyang away, how can he carry out his future work?
"Where is your work ID? Did you bring it with you? Take it out." Upon hearing this, Tang Zhitong reached out to Wan Xiangyang to ask for his ID.

Tang Zhitong was not lenient with the people in the Summer Palace at all. Even if what the other party said was true, he reported the matter to the authorities for the sake of a swan. His intentions were really vicious and he didn't consider Wan Xiangyang's life or death at all.

If the other party had accepted Wan Xiangyang's proposal at the time, and each of them took half of the Swan, it would have been fine to apologize privately, but since they were already in the police station, they couldn't do that.

It is impossible to apologize and Wan Xiangyang cannot have a criminal record.

Although the apology does not affect his work at the moment, he will inevitably be warned and criticized if he returns to his original unit, and there is no hope of salary increase or promotion in the short term. What's more, supply will become more difficult in the future, and each unit will streamline. At that time, those with criminal records will be given priority to be persuaded to resign. Tang Zhitong does not want Wan Xiangyang to be affected.

Wan Xiangyang paid very happily this time, not only did he get his work permit, but also his gun license.

Seeing the gun license, Tang Zhitong gave Wan Xiangyang a thumbs up in his heart, handed the two certificates to Zhang Jun, and said, "Chief Zhang, it's not that I don't give you face. The nature of our work is special and we are under dual management. It is reasonable and legal to carry guns. With all due respect, our comrades are not wrong in this matter. Even if they are wrong, we have to take it back and deal with it ourselves. The police station cannot get involved."

Zhang Jun looked at the ID and was happy. Now he had a reason to ignore the matter.

"Don't look at what you shouldn't look at, be careful not to make a mistake!" The translator wanted to see Wan Xiangyang's ID, but Tang Zhitong didn't give him a chance. He simply knocked his hand away and took it back from Zhang Jun.

The translator's face flushed as if he had been greatly insulted. He pointed at Wan Xiangyang and argued, "Well... taking advantage of your position to hit a swan in a public place, this is definitely against your discipline, right? You've lost face abroad!"

“You’re being too nosy, aren’t you?
The comrades in your unit took advantage of their positions and bought butter and sugar from foreigners under their noses when they went abroad, and brought them back to supplement their families. Why don't you say that they have brought shame upon themselves abroad?
Are we shooting swans? We are using swans as moving targets for shooting practice!

I just said that Comrade Wan's actions are reasonable and legal! They are on record in the military!

Your behavior has seriously hindered our training!
I'm lucky enough not to cause you any trouble, but you still dare to make trouble?!"

Tang Zhitong felt a little annoyed. This translator obviously stood on the side of the foreigners. Although the unit he worked in was prestigious, it did not affect Tang Zhitong's criticism of such people. If there were too many capitulationists who spoiled the foreigners, the foreigners would become more and more arrogant.

Watching Tang Zhitong confronting the people from the Summer Palace one by one, Zhang Jun laughed secretly on the side. This was consistent with his impression of the team, protecting their own people.

(End of this chapter)