Go back to the prosperous days and become a layman

Chapter 800, 799, may not be a bad thing.

After listening to the security guard's phone call, Fang Yuan suddenly stood up, hung up the phone, and ran outside, not even bothering to rub his hip after it hit the corner of the table.

After running a few steps out of the office, Fang Yuan turned back and called Sister Chen from the labor union along with him.

Ma Wei is a woman. The security guard didn't mention where Ma Wei was injured. If she was injured in an inconvenient place, it would be easier to treat her if a woman was there.

The reason he was so thoughtful was not only because Ma Wei was an employee of the security department, but also because of her family. He didn't know if Sister Chen knew Ma Wei's background, but he did!
Calling Ma Wei the princess of the postal and telecommunications system is a bit inappropriate, but she didn't take special recruitment, she's hardworking and conscientious, and she even helped the municipal bureau get involved in the farm. Now she's gotten into trouble on her own turf. Even if her parents don't blame her, she herself feels guilty.

Fang Yuan is just straightforward, not stupid.

Fang Yuan ran to the door and saw Ma Wei sitting on the stool, biting her lip and pinching her calves. She finally breathed a sigh of relief.

If Ma Wei can not only sit but also move, then there's not much of a problem, but it looks quite scary.

The injury was on her calf. Ma Wei's trouser leg was soaked with blood, and even her socks and shoes were stained with blood. A sharp knife about 30 centimeters long lay next to her.

"How badly are you injured? Did any blood vessels get damaged?" Fang Yuan asked, but he already knew the answer.

He had survived countless bloody battles and witnessed many gruesome scenes. Although there was a lot of blood on Ma Wei's trousers, it wasn't to the point of being unstoppable, so it wasn't a big problem.

"I don't know, it just hurts a little." Ma Wei shook her head, looking down a little embarrassed, as if she had screamed too loudly just now.

"Sister Chen will be here soon. She'll accompany you to the hospital for a check-up and have it re-bandaged." Fang Yuan glanced at Ma Wei's calf. The wound had been wrapped with cloth and given a simple bandage. Ma Wei's clothes were intact, but the gatekeeper's shirt was a bit too short.

After saying that, Fang Yuan directly questioned the security guard standing to the side: "How did you do your security work? How could you let someone hurt our comrade?"

On the surface, it was a questioning of the gatekeeper, but in reality, it was giving him a chance to explain. Not only were the bandages there, but even the stool under Ma Wei's bottom was clearly taken from the duty room by the gatekeeper. It wasn't that the gatekeeper had done nothing. However, from Fang Yuan's perspective, the injury of his soldiers was indeed related to the gatekeeper's inadequate security.

"That guy surnamed Qin... ugh, that fellow surnamed Qin said he was a friend of Section Chief Tang and had something extremely urgent to discuss with him. I didn't dare delay, so I called the finance department, but Section Chief Tang wasn't there. As soon as Comrade Ma came out, before he could even say anything, that guy surnamed Qin suddenly attacked and injured someone." The security guard also felt wronged, saying that he had handled the situation according to the rules and regulations, and that he couldn't tell from the surface that the guy surnamed Qin had any intention of hurting people.

"Where is he? Aren't you armed? How could you just let him get away like that?" Fang Yuan asked, glancing at the rifle on the guard's shoulder.

"I...I was worried that the person had accomplices, so I didn't dare to chase after him." The gatekeeper stammered this time.

According to regulations, one should indeed keep their gun at all times, but today another colleague in his class had an upset stomach and went to the clinic. He was busy registering and making phone calls, and it was inconvenient to carry his weapon. In addition, he was standing at the door when the incident occurred and didn't have time to grab his gun.

"Director Fang, it's not the gatekeeper's fault. If he hadn't refused to open the gate, who knows what kind of trouble that person would have caused," Ma Wei said, sitting to the side and speaking up for the gatekeeper.

The man surnamed Qin swung the knife at her, and she was completely stunned. She subconsciously took two steps back, but still couldn't dodge it. After the gatekeeper gave up chasing the man, he immediately came over to treat her wound and thoughtfully brought her a stool. He did everything he could.

Hearing Ma Wei say this, Fang Yuan nodded. Seeing that Sister Chen had also come over, Fang Yuan said, "Sister Chen, please stay with Xiao Ma for now. I'll go call a car. You can accompany her to the hospital to treat her wound."

No one at the escort office is qualified to have a vehicle assigned, but there are trucks from the transfer office that come to load and unload mail packages, so it's not a problem to make a temporary trip.

Fang Yuan didn't go to the hospital. After all, this matter still needed to be resolved. The daughter of a high-ranking leader had gotten into this mess, so there had to be an explanation, right?
Now is not the time to hold the security guard accountable. We need to notify the police station first and see if we can catch someone who claims to be Tang Zhitong's friend.

The police arrived quickly, but they were also clueless for a while because the man surnamed Qin had only given his name to the gatekeeper and had not mentioned his workplace at all.

"Is Comrade Tang here? We need to ask him and see if we can find the murderer." After understanding the situation, the police officers at the police station were not entirely helpless, but they were basically clueless as well.

“Xiao Tang has been sent to the grassroots level, and we can’t get in touch with him now.” Fang Yuan frowned, going through Tang Zhitong’s interpersonal relationships in his mind, but he really couldn’t figure out where he had offended anyone.

"Well, there's nothing we can do then. How about I come back after Comrade Tang returns?" The officer from the police station closed his notebook and prepared to take the murder weapon back with him.

The only lead in this case is currently hopeless, so sitting here doing nothing is less useful than going back and dealing with the other things at hand.

"Wait a minute, I'll make a call." Fang Yuan suddenly remembered the incident a while ago when He Hongchuan came to hand Tang Zhitong a gun. Could there be any connection between them? So he picked up the phone.

Because the person surnamed Qin did not know that Tang Zhitong was not there, he used his real name when reporting his name to the gatekeeper. Fang Yuan then called He Hongchuan, who in turn called the Science and Technology Commission.

When Ding Hui heard the name Qin come out of He Hongchuan's mouth, he realized he was in trouble. According to normal interpersonal relationships, there was no possibility of social interaction between the two.

After contacting the metallurgical institute and confirming that the person surnamed Qin had obtained Tang Zhitong's address and was not at the institute, everything made sense.

Given that the Academy of Sciences only dismissed Qin from his post without any further punishment, Qin had no reason to take the risk after learning that Tang Zhitong was not there.

Faced with the assault that had already occurred, Ding Hui's first thought was that there had been a leak, and that someone must have been behind the scenes instigating the man surnamed Qin to do this.

The matter was quickly escalated, with the Science and Technology Commission contacting the Municipal Public Security Bureau.

Less than half an hour later, after the news reached Fang Yuan's ears, he said to the impatient police officer at the police station, "You can go back now. This matter has been taken over by your municipal bureau. Keep the murder weapon safe; the municipal bureau will come to you to retrieve it."

After watching the dumbfounded police officers leave, Fang Yuan sighed. He Hongchuan called back and said that the matter was suspected of involving a leak of secrets, and told him not to ask any more questions.

Fang Yuan wouldn't say anything, but Ma Wei from the escort department was injured! She's the daughter of a high-ranking official in the ministry!

The person surnamed Qin will definitely have to take the blame for the assault, but what will the family think? Will they take their anger out on him? If they do, who will get the slap?

If we blame the security guard, he's somewhat wronged; but if we blame Tang Zhitong, it doesn't seem to apply either.

Regardless of who is blamed, the first thing to ask is the Municipal Public Security Bureau. Fang Yuan picked up the phone again, this time to call Su Qingxiang of the Municipal Public Security Bureau.

This matter needs to be discussed with the Municipal Public Security Bureau to avoid being put in a passive position when the family members inquire. Fang Yuan doesn't worry about the specifics of how to handle it, because at his level, worrying is useless.

After hanging up the phone, Fang Yuan got up and rushed to the hospital.

I just told the truck driver that we'd take him to Tiantan Hospital, which is the closest hospital to the escort depot.

This hospital used to be a central government hospital under the jurisdiction of a ministry. In 56, it was transferred to the municipal government, and its functions changed. In addition to being responsible for the medical care of cadres of central government agencies, it also took on the medical care of some residents.

The medical technology at Tiantan Hospital is among the best in Beijing, and it was more than capable of treating Ma Wei's wounds.

Fang Yuan wanted to bring some gifts to the hospital, but at this critical juncture, even if he had money, it would be difficult to buy anything in a short time.

However, he didn't leave empty-handed. Before leaving, he went to the finance department. Ma Wei left in a hurry and didn't lock the door.

Fang Yuan took Ma Wei's bag, locked the finance department door, went to the cafeteria, and used Ma Wei's lunchbox to get a lunch. He specially asked Gao Lide to boil an egg and put it in the lunchbox, treating it as a meal for patients.

When they arrived at Tiantan Hospital, Ma Wei's wounds had already been treated, and she was resting on a public bench in the hospital.

"Why are you sitting here? Don't you have a hospital bed?" Fang Yuan walked up to Sister Chen and asked.

"Hospital beds are in short supply, and there are really no beds available." Sister Chen said frankly. She actually knew Ma Wei's identity and had said what needed to be said in front of the doctor. However, the doctor thought that Ma Wei's injuries were not serious and refused to arrange a bed for her. But at this moment, it was not appropriate to tell Fang Yuan directly.

"Director Fang, my injury isn't serious. The doctor said I just need to rest for a few days." Ma Wei knew what was going on and quickly waved her hand, somewhat embarrassed.

Having grown up with her parents in the rear, she had never seen anything like a battlefield. She rarely saw knives or blood. She was really panicked at the transport station that morning, but she was much better now.

"Okay, then, have something to eat first, and I'll take you back in a bit. Don't worry about going to work, we'll talk about it when you're all better." The transfer vehicle dropped off the people and returned to the escort office. Not daring to delay their normal work, only Sister Chen was with Ma Wei at this time. Fang Yuan first handed Ma Wei her bag and lunchbox.

Then, Fang Yuan said to Sister Chen, "Sister Chen, you've worked hard. Go back and have something to eat first. I'll take care of things here."

"Thank you, Director Fang, but I'm fine on my own. I just called my dad, and he'll come pick me up in a bit. It's almost noon, and I'm not in a good position to treat everyone to lunch like this. I'll bring you some good food when I get to work." Ma Wei was grateful for the care she received from the security department, but she also felt a little embarrassed, as if she were someone who was very delicate.

There's a widely circulated saying these days: "Minor injuries don't keep you off the front lines." If you have such a minor injury that the hospital isn't even willing to arrange a bed for you, it's far from warranting a major mobilization.

"Well..." Fang Yuan felt awkward leaving immediately after Ma Wei said that. Since Ma Wei's family had come over, he felt he had to go up and say a few polite words about "not taking good care of her." He exchanged a glance with Sister Chen and, seeing that she didn't intend to leave, said to her, "Sister Chen, may I have a moment to talk to you about something?"

It was supposed to be a discussion, but there wasn't much to discuss. It was just about telling Sister Chen about Ma Wei's identity, and then, after meeting Ma Wei's family, expressing that the escort department had handled the matter promptly and thoughtfully, and that there were female comrades accompanying and taking care of her, thus reducing their responsibility, etc.

The Municipal Public Security Bureau acted swiftly, starting their operation as soon as they received the call, and by around 1 p.m. they had thoroughly investigated the Qin family's background.

This old man not only sent his family away ahead of time, but he also didn't go home himself. Moreover, according to the neighbors, his children mentioned that they were going to such and such a place, which immediately pointed the city bureau in the next direction of the search.

When the investigation results reached the Science and Technology Commission, Ding Hui felt a bitter taste in his mouth. Although there was no evidence to prove that there was a leak, the unusual behavior of "Director Qin" indicated that there was a high possibility of a leak.

Faced with potential risks, Ding Hui had no choice but to report it to his superiors.

"This may not be a bad thing. Give the public security department some time and wait for news. However, the security measures need to be strengthened further." After listening to Ding Hui's report, the leader of the Science and Technology Commission pondered for a moment and said slowly.

Ding Hui nodded in agreement, but his expression was somewhat surprised. Wasn't this a bad thing?
However, he quickly realized that China was currently helpless in refining neodymium, a raw material for super magnetic cards, and even if it was only for military use, it would be very easy to be held hostage.

The fact that someone surnamed Qin was able to leak information in such a short time suggests that there might be several potential targets, but upon closer examination, there is only one.

If they are interested in supermagnetism, they will simply try to find out. If they can't find out anything, they will have no choice but to come and talk to us.

This discussion might not necessarily be a bad thing, right?

We can talk to the other party about the price and refining technology. If we successfully reach an agreement, there will be no need to keep the supermagnetic material a secret, and the application scope that has been debated and uncertain will be opened up.

Having figured this out, Ding Hui quickly went out to arrange the next steps, determined to avoid making any more mistakes.

In the afternoon, Maozi went to the agreed-upon location with the man surnamed Qin, but failed to meet him.

Faced with this situation, the Russians were also bitter. They had received a reply from China the day before yesterday, confirming the importance of the supermagnetic field. The Chinese government ordered them to find a way to obtain the formula or samples.

What was supposed to be a sure thing turned out to be a surprise when the guy surnamed Qin didn't show up. That's when the Russian guy realized how important the supermagnetic field was to them.

It's unclear whether the three days given to the man surnamed Qin were too short, or whether he had already been arrested; these questions require verification.

Mao Zige certainly wouldn't dare to report it to the Institute of Metallurgy, nor would he dare to go directly to the person's door. That would be like trying to hide something obvious, and the controversy it would cause would probably be no less than the incident where deliberately showing Zeng Yi's watch couldn't suppress the issue.

However, the Russians were quite troubled by the orders from home. At present, they only had oral information from someone surnamed Qin and knew only two key people related to this matter: one was surnamed Qin and the other was Tang Zhitong.

The man surnamed Qin works at the metallurgical institute, but they know nothing about Tang Zhitong—who he is, where he works, how old he is, what he looks like—and they are even unsure if his name might be mispronounced.

Since it was difficult to get close to Tang Zhitong, Maozi was thinking of focusing his efforts on the Qin family.

The Russians are aware that their appearance differs from that of East Asians, so they certainly can't handle this matter themselves. However, due to the influence of propaganda from the past few years, there are still many pro-Soviet individuals from top to bottom. This matter can be entrusted to those East Asians who hold less important positions but yearn for the North...

(End of this chapter)