Chapter 56

Han Shijie's decision was undoubtedly very correct. Within half an hour, three or four police motorcycles with trailers drove over in a hurry, and all of them were policemen from the city bureau.

After the motorcycle came to a complete stop, the leader went directly to the front of the newspaper column to have a look, and found nothing unusual, so he couldn't help being very surprised, so he walked over to the duty room.

Han Shijie, who was in the duty room, had already seen the policemen of the Municipal Bureau, and the leader also knew them. He went up to meet them and asked with a smile, "Captain Wang, why did you think of going here?"

The policeman who led the team was Wang Hu, the deputy captain of the patrol team in the city bureau. He was a little puzzled, why someone reported that there was trouble at the Pingyuan Factory, and insulting big-character posters were posted at the factory gate. After the man arrived, he found nothing. Seeing Han Shijie coming to welcome him, he asked curiously, "Old Han, are you all right?"

"In the factory, what else can happen in a place as big as a palm?" Han Shijie said with a chuckle.

"Damn it! It's really bad luck. At noon, someone called the police and said something happened here, so we made a trip for nothing!" Wang Hu scolded angrily.

"Really? I don't know which grandson is so wicked that even the people's police dare to fool you. I really don't know how the word "death" is written." Han Shijie said with a light smile, and took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and gave it to Wang Hu. Wait for people to disperse.

Wang Hu smoked two cigarettes, sat in the duty room for a few minutes, then got up to say goodbye, Han Shijie hurriedly asked, "What's the rush? Everyone finally came out, and it's because of business, we'll go to the cafeteria to eat later Let's order some food, you see it's already past the meal time, how can you just go back like this?"

Wang Hu hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, no, what is this? Don't tell me you were fooled by someone, and you still eat here before you leave. It's embarrassing to talk about it. Those who don't know think we can't find lunch I came here to make trouble for you on purpose!"

"How can this happen--" Han Shijie pulled Wang Hu back without any explanation, and with a wink over his head, several other colleagues from the security department immediately surrounded him and dragged a dozen or so policemen to the cafeteria.

Although Wang Hu and the others insisted on resigning, they couldn't resist the warm invitation of Han Shijie and the others. Based on the principle of strengthening the cooperation between the police and the people and deepening the relationship between the police and the people, they finally made an exception and stayed in the staff canteen of Pingyuan Factory. .

How did Han Shijie say that if he was the director of the security department, he had a certain amount of reception expenses, so he paid the bill directly, and opened a small stove among the people, ordered a few bottles of wine, cooked a dozen dishes, and sat around When we were talking about the cooperation between the police and the people, someone suddenly came in from outside and said that there was another disturbance at the factory gate.

"It's evil today!" Han Shijie and Wang Hu had just tasted something when they encountered someone reporting a funeral, so they naturally felt awkward.

If you think about it, there is basically no difference between the two groups of people. It is just that the situation in Pingyuan Factory is special. The police are not allowed to come to ordinary things, and they are all handled by the people in the security department. Things outside the scope will be handed over to the police to clean up. Therefore, although the two of them also deal with each other, they don't have many opportunities to meet. Today, they finally ran into each other during dinner. Naturally, they have to have a good drink or two. Who knows , Some people don't give face!

"What's the matter, can't you handle it?!" Han Shijie asked his subordinates a little dissatisfied.

"Director, there's really no way to deal with this matter! You'd better go and see for yourself—" the reporter's subordinate replied with a sad face.

Han Shijie couldn't help being a little annoyed, the people under his command didn't care at all, it was really embarrassing in front of other policemen, so he slapped the table and shouted, "Old Chen, I didn't mean you, you are also an old guard who has been working for more than ten years , Why didn’t he improve at all?! Making trouble, isn’t he? Lock him up in the guard room first, let him rest for a while, and then we’ll have a look after dinner!”

Old Chen replied with a wry smile,

"Director, if it's that simple, why would I still invite you here? You'd better go back and have a look by yourself, this thing is so fucking evil!"

At this season, it was almost time to go to work, and the main road was sparsely filled with workers walking or riding bicycles to the factory gate.

Han Shijie just ate half full, squeezed two buns out of the restaurant, and walked towards the factory gate, only to see a few of his men on duty pointing there, not knowing what they were talking about , A lot of workers gathered nearby, hesitating and discussing near the factory gate.

"What's the matter? What are you all doing here?! I don't know if it's time to go to work soon, you are blocking the door, how can you let others in--" Han Shijie broke up and pushed away the crowded crowd, and got in, yelling loudly road.

Han Shijie was still a bit pretentious in the factory, and when the idlers saw him coming to bluff, they all stepped aside one after another. He went in to have a look, but found a child surrounded by him.

"You—you—" Han Shijie was speechless after seeing it.

The child was none other than Fan Wubing. He spread a white cloth sheet on the floor, and there were many block letters written on it. It was nothing more than the story of how Wang Dafu framed his father, Fan Heng. In his hand, he was tightly holding a cloth banner, on which were written bloody four characters, "Return my father".

Han Shijie knew a little bit about Wang Dafu, the deputy factory director, who framed Fan Heng, the director of the assembly workshop. After all, he was also the person in charge of the security department, and he had his own channel for such a sensitive matter. In his mind, Fan Heng didn't have any background, and he didn't have any strong relationship, so he must be the scapegoat this time, but Wang Dafu's habit of deceiving others is really not a good thing, if it wasn't for the superiors His father-in-law was the first director of the factory, and he was a little embarrassed to clean up his face and deal with him directly, but Wang Dafu couldn't be the deputy director for so long.

But Fan Heng's youngest son, Han Shijie, has also heard of it. This child has been miraculous since he was a child. I heard that he partnered with someone to run a pig farm a while ago, which is very remarkable. But Han Shijie saw Fan Wubing face to face, and it was still today.

The child looks pretty, but why doesn't he look like a child? Han Shijie looked at Fan Wubing, his brows became tighter and tighter.

Return my father? It's a bit like being in the evil old society.