Chapter 641: Bad news again?

[The text of Chapter 1]
Chapter 642: Bad news again?
Sanfeng Town is messed up, Wuting County is messed up, all the villagers in Xiaozhang Village are now assembled, except for those who ca n’t go back to work or return to work in government agencies. Divided into old and young.
The number of people is increasing. The Sanfeng town government had previously built at least seven or eight hundred people. The small square originally built for aesthetics had no stitches. In this conflict, the relatives of the injured people were on the front line.
At the mouth of the party committee of Sanfeng Town, all the administrative staff at the mouth of the government stood at the door. The cadres of Baocun held electronic loudspeakers and continued to persuade them. The mayor Lu Tianxiang had already returned, but he did not know what was going on. He couldn't make a sound and was sweating anxiously.
"Severe punishment for the murderer, just justice!"
I do not know which kind person, even from the town's advertising company, hastened to make a banner about eight meters long, eight characters, display.
And this is just a small epitome. In front of the Wuting County Government Building, the square is built with more style, so it can accommodate more people, Xiaozhang villagers with more than 1,500 people, and onlookers from all sides. Even the police forces released have all shrunk back.
The Wuting County Patrol Brigade, an 80-person Patrol Brigade, all dressed in Kailav explosion-proof suits and fully closed black riot helmets. In the big sun, everyone was sweating, sweat even slipped down the brow angle. Eyes are sour, but no one dares to smear it.
Because the atmosphere at this time is really too depressing. In the face of the people who are full of emotions that can get out of control at any time, this group of 80 people is compared to a boat that will be overturned by the waves at any time. Even though all of them were holding FRP shields in their left hands and batons in their right hands, they still felt uneasy.
Around the square, the red and blue police lights of the police car kept flashing, but there was no whistle, but the more this silent red and blue rendering made the people feel more nervous.
Where can I find Hong Chen now? Except for the security checkpoints set up and the police scattered in Sanfeng Town, all police forces have contracted back, and they are on standby around the clock.
Even the traffic police brigade came to make fun of it, struggling to divert traffic, but the main road in front was still leaking, and the anxiety was helpless.
The county party committee and the government are all working in the same building. All the staff of the county party committee and government office are standing in the doorway, holding miniature cameras in their hands, and they are constantly facing the broad masses of the people.
The main leaders of the county petition bureau, relocation center, stability maintenance office, and Sanfeng Town are all on the front line. Everyone plays drums in their hearts. Forty-seven years since Wuting County was established, this has never happened. The Red Guards entered the city that year, and they could cause riots at any time.
Xing Xiangdong, deputy director of the Public Security Bureau, stood in the office of Wei Baoqiang, the secretary of the county party committee, holding his shirt and looking out the window. His face was very serious, and his brows were frowned. He suddenly picked up the phone and dialed in: "Xiao Wu, the magazine is open. No?"
"What? Okay, I know. I'm calling Zheng Bureau now! You can go to the office to find him now!" Xing Xiangdong exhaled a long breath, followed by Zheng Xiong's phone call.
But the beep of the phone kept coming, hung up, dialed another number, and still no one answered.
"Zheng Xiong doesn't answer the phone?" Wei Baoqiang's voice came from behind, his face was very ugly, and even his breathing was a little different now. He didn't understand now, why the matter in less than an hour had developed like this To the point.
Originally, these were trivial matters. It was nothing more than a little money. These people were very good at sending them out, and they were arrested for a few days. They were all honest. The only worry was Hong Chen.
But now, Hong Chen can't find it, and there isn't any negative information on the Internet. However, his internal problems have erupted. Seeing the turbulence, a small incident is likely to continue to worsen. Now he is real Can't sit still.
Picking up his cell phone and dialing out directly, it is still Zheng Xiong's phone number. Now the government needs the support of violent agencies, how can he allow Zheng Xiong to drop the chain!
One beep-two beeps-Weidu Qiang's blind tone reminded Wei Baoqiang that I was afraid that even his phone call Zheng Xiong would not answer it. After the unanswered system answer came from the other end of the phone, Wei Baoqiang dumped the phone At the desk, wheezing and panting, he picked up a box of fine soot on the table, and took out one of them in his mouth.
But the high-end lighter in his hand seemed to be in a mood, but he could not catch fire. Finally, Xing Xiangdong came over and took out his own lighter to light him up: "Secretary Wei, should I go back to the office now? "
"Go and return!" Wei Baoqiang frowned and waved his hand directly.
Group is the most unwilling situation for all leading cadres to deal with. It is difficult to deal with. If it is not handled for a while, it will easily lead to bad consequences. It will affect the reputation and prestige of leading cadres. It is a direct obstacle to the career path, and there is no way for promotion.
Of course, there will be one of the most serious consequences, that is, the accountability of the leadership, the removal of duties is small, and the dual issues are small. If you really bear the criminal responsibility, then you will have to go to the office for a meal!
Wei Baoqiang did not dare to take this risk, because he knew that if this matter was thoroughly investigated, it would be really difficult for him to escape the punishment of the law, and even if he turned the previous account out, it would be normal for him to go in for ten or eight years.
I couldn't help but feel a tremor here. I opened the drawer subconsciously. It contained a big photo of my family, my two spouses, my sons, and my favorite and most beloved grandson. I wonder how they have been in Canada? If you do n’t have two passports, it ’s not easy to see your family once.
Closing the drawer, Wei Baoqiang picked up two more documents on the table. These were the files of the two villagers who were ineffective in Xiaozhang Village and died on the spot. One was in his forties and one was in his twenties. Among the people around them were their relatives, but fortunately, the bodies of these two people are now in the mortuary of the hospital, and these villagers have not been snatched away.
"This group of people!" Wei Baoqiang muttered, leaning on the large boss chair, his mind had a clear idea, no matter what, the body was cremated first, and the amount of death condolences was raised quickly. Differentiate these gathered masses, one is tempting, the other is intimidation. At that time, the public security and other personnel will go up.
While Wei Baoqiang was sorting out his thoughts, the door was knocked, and his secretary carefully pierced his head: "Boss, there's something new here!"
Secretary Liu Junhong has followed him for six or seven years, and only he will call himself the boss on this occasion, but it can be seen that the boy's face is a bit solemn, Wei Baoqiang suddenly murmured in his heart, is there any bad news?