The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

Chapter 119 Investigation
"Are you kidding me?"

Li Feng asked Manager Li with a playful smile while playing with the Hai "Ou brand" camera in his hand.

It is a rectangular body wrapped in cowhide and has a black leather body. I saw it was taken vertically. It looks like there are two lenses on the top and bottom, and there is a small roller on the side.

It was a rare thing at this time, and it felt strange to the touch, like an old work of art.

"People have said that it's a pity to be a driver, don't you think?"

This man with black lines on his head looked at Li Feng playing with the camera that belonged to him just a moment ago.

"But here, I feel no different from them. It's boring. Life has to be somewhere exciting."

Li Feng was wary of this guy, and when he wasn't prepared, he snatched the guy back and quickly stuffed it into his pocket.

"Come here, I will transfer you to a cadre, so that you can come and go more freely. Now I am almost furious with you. It's your kid who caused the trouble. Why don't you come over and sort out the follow-up for me."

The management director rubbed his forehead. It seemed that the boy in front of him was not a hawk in sight of a rabbit.

However, considering that this kid has a bright mind and the questions he raises are immediately obvious, it would be a pity to drive a truck again.

"I think it's good to drive in the steel rolling mill. Wherever you go, you are making contributions to the land of Jiuzhou. Whether it's a cadre or a worker, peace and security are the real things."

Li Feng left the administrator who was stunned and turned around to walk to the backyard where the car was parked.

"Where are you going, kid?" Administrator Li was as steady as a rock, with his hands behind his back and asked in the direction Li Feng was walking.

"Driving back to the factory? Where else can I go?"

Li Feng turned around and looked at this person with wide eyes and spread his hands.

I thought complicatedly in my heart, no, no, no, if someone steps forward, he will settle the score with me.

Manager Li waved to Li Feng and smiled. Li Feng's heart suddenly jumped up. This smile did not look like a good person.

"You come here first. I will arrange a room here for you to stay for two days. After the matter is over, I will let you go. There are probably many people outside now looking for you."

Li Feng was confused when he heard this. He had no idea that he had completely shocked the entire Sijiu City today, causing many people to gnash their teeth.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't take revenge! I have a short trip today and won't be able to go back tonight. The factory doesn't think I drove away."

Li Feng found a reason to escape and didn't want to stay here any longer.

Administrator Li came over, put his arm around Li Feng's shoulders affectionately, and patted the non-existent dust on his shoulders with his hand.

"Little comrade, don't worry, we will notify you over there. You first tell me the ideas you talked about in the meeting, so that we can write a report."

"No, I haven't eaten for a day. I want to go back to eat first."

"You kid, the tea I made just now tastes good, right? It was West Lake Longjing tea. I was reluctant to drink it myself, and even poured water for you many times. Are you still hungry now?"

The conversation between the two became quieter and quieter, and Li Feng was pushed and pushed by Administrator Li to an office upstairs in the distant office area.

Manager Li heard a "bang!" sound and pushed people in to close the door and lock it with skillful techniques.

"I can't write the report well. Well, for dinner, I'll have someone give you a farewell meal."

"Don't leave. When will you let me out? If you want me to write something, I have to give me a pen. There is only a quilt here. This is confinement!"

Administrator Li handed the key to his pen to the guard at the door, curled up his thumb and knocked on his forehead, thinking about how to write in today's diary, and shook his head with a wry smile.

Outside the gate of the steel rolling mill, in the distance, a small jeep drove over.

Li Xuewen watched cautiously as the visitor got out of the car, a young man with short hair.

He was wearing a flat-ironed black Mao suit with bulging chest and waist. There was a pen stuck in the pocket of his jacket. The line of his trousers was ironed into a straight line. The leather shoes were shiny.

This guy doesn't look like a cultured person. He has a murderous aura in his every move.

Seeing the serious face of the visitor, Li Xuewen kept a straight face. The two of them saluted first through the door, Li Xuewen felt that the visitor was unkind.

"Comrade, the steel rolling mill is currently under martial law. I am Li Xuewen, the security officer. What can I do for you?"

The visitor nodded, glanced at the situation behind the door, took out a black ID card from his coat pocket and handed it in.

"The martial law can be lifted. You will receive a call later. We need to go in. Please cooperate with us."

"In addition, inform the chief of the transportation department to bring the latest dispatch log to your factory director's office."

Li Xuewen first took the black ID and didn't say anything. He was going to look at the ID first.

When I saw the cover, I was a little confused. It's all bright red these days, and this one is different from the ones I've seen before.

After opening it, he first looked at the photo and then looked at the person. When he saw his work unit and position, Li Xuewen's pupils shrank and his heart pounded.

After handing back the certificate with both hands, he saluted again, and the phone in the guard room rang at the right time.

Li Xuewen first ran to the guard room and picked up the phone.

"Hey, section chief, yes, the people are here. I will fully cooperate."

Li Tianxing and Shouhou turned their heads and looked at each other. Shouhou might have guessed something. The man opened his mouth to lift the martial law, and the phone rang. It looked like a dragon crossing the river.

Li Xuewen waved his hand, and Shouhou held the helmet on his head with one hand to prevent it from falling off. At the same time, he pulled out the door latch stuck on the ground, and opened the large iron door to both sides with another guard.

The young man in a black Chinese tunic suit with a beautiful pair of legs got into the small jeep again. After entering the factory, the car drove straight to the office building in the distance.

Li Tianxing watched Li Xuewen watching others go in, then curiously approached him and asked with a shy face.

"Which unit is that? You are so arrogant! If you say it will be lifted, it will be lifted!"

"Don't ask. If you don't want to die, just forget about what happened and the person."

Li Xuewen replied cautiously, "Today I stabbed my butt with a knife and opened my eyes. People from that department."

Seeing that Shouhou was actively trying to close the door, he quickly stopped him. "Okay, stop working. Don't close the door. Leave it open. You'll have to open it when people leave. Put these guys away. Martial law has been lifted."

After the explanation, he used the phone in the guard room to call the transportation department and informed Jiang Xianda to take the things to Director Yang's office.

The same situation occurred not only in the steel rolling mill, but also outside the gate of Nanluogu Lane, on the second floor of the sub-district office in D City, and in the distant southern Xinjiang, a subordinate regiment of a certain division.

After entering the factory in a black Chinese tunic suit, he first entered the second floor of the office building and arrived at the personnel department. After directly asking the outside office staff to evade, he showed his ID to the section chief and retrieved the personal information of someone and someone's father that had been sealed in the factory. Portfolio.

Then he took the file and went upstairs and knocked on the door of Director Yang's office.

After entering the door, the two placed their IDs on Director Yang's desk again. Director Yang felt nervous after opening it.

After driving away the secretary who came to pour water but actually came to investigate the situation, Director Yang straightened his body, stood up and opened his mouth.

"You two came to the factory today, may I ask why?"

The two of them seemed to have returned to their own homes, sitting on the sofa in the office, opening the file bag and reading it without saying a word.

"Li Feng, male, 21 years old, came to the factory to report in the middle to late last month. Did you know that? And his father, Li Deyi, please tell me carefully what you know."

Director Yang was flustered for a while, thinking that someone had reported his guilt.The superior sent someone to investigate. He frowned and told what he knew.

After a while, there was another knock on the door of Director Yang. Seeing no one answered, Jiang Xianda opened the door a crack.

Curiously, he poked his head in and looked at Director Yang, who was standing behind the desk with a look of despair.

After opening the door completely, I found two men in Chinese tunic suits, holding yellow kraft paper portfolios in their hands, looking through information on the sofa.

When they saw Jiang Xianda come in, the two of them put down the materials in their hands and stared at him.

"Director Yang, who are these two comrades?"

Jiang Xianda looked at the serious situation inside and took the lead in asking the factory director.

Director Yang clasped the two certificates on the table, winked, and motioned to Jiang Xianda to pick them up and read them.

"Um, comrade, is there any misunderstanding? Nothing happened in our factory. Everything is normal in the transportation department."

After Jiang Xianda saw the ID, he said a little nervously. The dispatch log in his hand was a bit hot to hold.

"You are the chief of the transportation department. Please sit down first. Don't be nervous."

"We are just here to understand the situation of Li Feng and Li Deyi, mainly the number and location of Li Feng's trips since he came to the factory."

At this point, the two people at the desk could not be nervous. They looked at each other and thought they were here because of guilt.

"Well, let's take a look! I've been driving a lot lately, so I can't remember."

Jiang Xianda swallowed his saliva and secretly scolded Li Feng for his bad deeds and summoned the Living King of Hell. However, he still turned to Li Feng's page and read it carefully.

Sitting on the chair in front of the desk, Jiang Xianda changed positions, faced the two of them, and recounted the places where Li Feng ran in his impressions.

"What's going on inside, donating rice?"

After Li Feng went to all the places he talked about, he really caught the doubts in the tunic suit.

The rest are construction materials or materials produced in the factory, from the public to the public. Only rice is donated. Is the factory so rich?

Director Yang took a deep breath and did not blame Jiang Xianda for saying it. After all, it was not him, the section chief, who agreed.

From what I and my superiors reported, could it be that Li Feng brought something else back and was discovered?
"I agree with this. There is a shortage of food on the grassland. Without medicine and food, I am afraid it will be difficult for them to survive this winter."

After finishing speaking, Director Yang told Li Feng everything about what happened during his coal hauling trip from beginning to end, and took out the self-produced and self-sold certificate from under the drawer.

The two listened and nodded.

One person took the herdsman's self-produced and self-sold certificate that Director Yang had produced and looked at it.

Another person flipped through the scheduling log and recorded the information above.

"Please take us to the logistics warehouse and let's verify it. Don't worry, this is a normal organizational verification. If there is no problem, it may be a good thing for him."

They may have received instructions from above. Judging from the current information, there is no big problem. One person also let out a little bit of information to avoid misunderstandings in the factory.

"In addition, what happened today belongs to old comrades, please keep it confidential."

After speaking, the Mao suit shook Li Feng's portfolio towards the two of them.

The two of them couldn't help but curse, what good thing did this guy MD do?What good are you doing here?

The two confused people couldn't even imagine that everything that happened today was done by their subordinate Li Feng.

After checking all the frozen meat in the refrigerator, the two men in tunic suits looked at each other and nodded.

It is true that his father, Li Deyi, died unexpectedly while transporting goods. The hospital receipts are still in the file bag. Li Feng has been back for so many days, and his performance in the factory has been normal and sensible, which is similar to what the leader thought.

He raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was almost time to get off work at the factory. The two men in Chinese tunic suits couldn't show up in front of too many people, so they took Li Feng and Li Deyi's factory file bag and left.

Standing at the door, Jiang Xianda and Factory Manager Yang watched the little jeep go away, feeling a little relieved.

"Li Feng hasn't come back yet?" Director Yang wanted to have a heart-to-heart talk with the rightful owner, a normal organizational heart-to-heart talk.

"No, I didn't even see this guy coming back when I came to the office just now."

Jiang Xianda shrugged his shoulders. Why didn't he want to talk to this kid?

When several small jeeps that had completed their investigations all arrived at a remote house in Sijiu City, Li Feng's birthplace, school grades, and performance in the military were all neatly placed on the desk in the conference room.

　Alas, two of the chapters I wrote before ended up in the dark room again. I was so angry that I was a member of 199 Writers. The chapters were all filled with red lines with exclamation marks. I spent the afternoon trying to figure out how to change them, and I vomited blood. It takes 48 hours to apply for lifting the ban.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)