Chapter 27: Rabbits are often a litter

He Xiaojun's right index finger was pinched by Fan Wubing, and it felt like it had been broken. But there was no trace from the outside. He was so painful that he was sweating. If he had not practiced special forces in the army before, he would have given up long ago.

"Didn't you say that you are heart-to-heart talk? Why are you so harsh? The mayor's son can be so arrogant? I will never end up with you!" He Xiaojun endured the pain and shouted at Fan Wubing.

"Heart talk?" Fan Wubing sneered, "I'm sorry! I like to omit my words. The so-called heart talk is to talk to you about the feeling of being connected to the heart! Now, have you experienced it in person?"

"Damn, you are so dark from the inside to the outside—" He Xiaojun screamed.

Fan Wubing snorted coldly, "Even if I am unhappy, I will not run to other people's houses to shoot randomly. People like you are just a naughty person. If you don't give you any trouble, you won't know what the dictatorship of the proletariat is!"

He Xiaojun only felt that his index finger was so hot that it hurt. The heart-wrenching pain made him feel that his index finger had broken. He cursed loudly, "You are considered a proletariat too?! You are all children of high-ranking officials. If you have a few bad money and a little bad power, you will come out to act as a mighty person! If you have a genital, kill me, otherwise, as long as you have the chance, I will waste my life with you!"

Fan Wubing pinched He Xiaojun's finger and said, "What I mean by the proletariat is to deal with you with bare hands. The Kuomintang opposition used bamboo sticks when dealing with Sister Jiang. I can't be so cruel, so I had to squeeze it with my hands reluctantly!"

Then Fan Wubing laughed again, "Sister Jiang has persisted with ten fingers. I wonder how many of your brother can persist? I see your physique, I guess it's not a problem to add fingers to toes!"

"Ah--" The screams from the criminal investigation room were very clear, but the members of the task force sitting outside the hall seemed to have not heard it.

"By the way, Director Xu, do you have tea there? You have been busy all morning, do you want to get some tea to relieve your fatigue?" A member of the task force said to Xu Shusen.

"It's because we didn't do our job well, it's really negligent!" Xu Shusen was a little sweaty when he heard this. He quickly called a policeman and gave a few instructions. Not long after, he brought back an iron bucket containing new tea.

Xu Shusen said embarrassedly, "This is the tea that my friend brought back from West Lake this year. I haven't opened it yet. It probably should be the same, right? Unfortunately, I don't understand this very much. I have to rely on the leaders to identify it."

A member of the task force opened the iron bucket, first smelled it, and said happily, "Ha, your friend didn't fool you, it's such an authentic West Lake Longjing! We're lucky!" Then he said to Xu Shusen, "Just drink West Lake Longjing, just use a glass cup, but the teapot is best if you are Yixing purple clay teapot."

When Xu Shusen heard that the West Lake Longjing was a real person, he was very proud of his face, so he opened his mouth and smiled, "I have a new set of glass cups, and I have a purple clay teapot, too!"

So he ordered a policewoman to take tea and help make tea.

"Dear leaders, the tea is ready, please use it slowly." A few minutes later, the policewoman came back and put more than a dozen crystal clear crystal cups on a tray on the coffee table in front of everyone, and then said respectfully to everyone.

The person who commented on tea was leaning on the comfortable sofa at this time, nodded slightly, put his hands together his gray hair, and looked at the crystal cup purple clay teapot on the tea table and the tea leaves tumbling up and down inside. He sighed in his heart and said with some regret, "What a pity, what a pity!"

The policewoman immediately asked curiously, "Leader, what a pity? The water we use here is the high-quality mineral water that has been opened recently, and the tea set is also an authentic Yixing purple clay teapot."

"What a pity this tea leaf-" The member of the task force shook his head with some regret, held the crystal cup in his hand, raised it, and said to the waiter, "Look at this tea leaf, it is indeed an authentic Longjing in the rain. The quality of the water is not bad at all. The purple clay teapot is not a fake, but your way of making tea is wrong, and it has ruined good things in vain."

"All leaders are knowledgeable, please give me some advice." The policewoman was just a young girl in her early twenties. He respected these seniors who were powerful in the police industry. This time he had the opportunity to get close to him, and he felt very nervous. He immediately asked for advice modestly when he heard this.

The man looked at the wall clock on the wall and came out of the criminal investigation room less than ten minutes after he came out of the criminal investigation room. He thought that Fan Wubing couldn't make any trouble inside, so he said to the policewoman, "Longjing before the rain is precious because of her tenderness. The local tea farmers have a good saying, "Picking three days early is a treasure, and picking three days late is a grass. This is authentic! Longjing tea leaves, Hu Runhui, must be brewed with an old purple clay pot to maintain the original tea flavor. Your teapot is obviously a new pot that you have never used before. The tea leaves brewed with this pot have changed a long time ago. I am afraid that the taste of the pot is greater than that of the tea leaves!"

The policewoman said with shame as soon as he heard this, "So that's it! Sorry, leaders, I blame me for this. Our director has a purple clay pot that I often use, but I saw that the teapot was really too old, and there were gaps on the spout of the teapot. It was too disrespectful to use it for guests, so he took the initiative to change a new pot. Who knew it would be like this-"

"No wonder-" The member of the task force nodded, suddenly realized in his heart, looked at the depressed policewoman, and comforted gently, "It's okay, you'll know next time! Moreover, drinking tea is also of particular concern. Only by suffocating can you feel the charm inside. Don't tell the guests again next time, please use such words, haha--"

"I understand, thank you for your guidance. I'll make a new pot now." The policewoman chuckled, picked up the tray and left the hall immediately.

"Following the leaders is to gain knowledge!" Xu Shusen said with a smile on his face.

A few minutes later, the policewoman came back. This time he was indeed using an old purple clay pot, and the temperature of the water was just right. Everyone drank it according to the commentator just now, and it really felt a little different from the usual cow drink.

"In fact, drinking tea is mostly about one's mood and entertaining one's own pleasure, but it does not mean that the tea is so good. In fact, most people can't taste it when drinking tea." The man added at the end.

"Actually, I am one of those most people." Xu Shusen said with a wry smile.

After everyone finished drinking tea, a team leader from the Ministry of Public Security looked at the watch and said to everyone, "I think the time is almost over? Shouldn't it be time to go in and take a look? Don't go too far!"

When the two ministries jointly handle the case, they naturally have to take it seriously, otherwise no one will be able to explain to the superiors. Although their supervisors also specifically explained that they should fully respect the opinions of Fan Heng and Fan Wubing and his father and son, even if they vent their personal anger, they should not go too far. If they really get rid of the person, the aftermath will be in trouble.

But when they knocked on the door of the criminal investigation room, they found that the situation inside was a bit strange. He Xiaojun inside was holding a ballpoint pen for recording in his left hand and writing something on the recording book, while Fan Wubing sat aside with his legs crossed his head, humming a small song, looking leisurely and contented.

"What's going on?" The first thing the one who came in first noticed was that the handcuffs on He Xiaojun's left hand were removed, and his right hand seemed to be shaking, and his face looked pale, sweating protruding, gritting his teeth.

"Haha, leaders, I communicated with this friend. He felt that he shouldn't have committed such a crime." Fan Wubing stood up with a smile and said to everyone, "But he also confessed that he was instigated by others and was obsessed with the people for a while. I think, in the spirit of punishing past mistakes and curing illnesses and saving people, everyone always wants to give him a chance to reform and make meritorious service! So, I explained it to him with reason and emotion, and finally convinced him to write down the whole story of the case and the list of instructors behind the scenes, which can also be regarded as providing an important clue to this case!"

The expressions of the people in the room were very wonderful. Everyone stared at Fan Wubing with a strange look on their faces, thinking to themselves that you are really talking nonsense. If this kid had told you so easily, we veterans of criminal investigation should not go home to carry the children? But they were also curious about how Fan Wubing told He Xiaojun to take the initiative to explain the problem. Did he torture him to confess?

But when you look at He Xiaojun's appearance, it doesn't seem like he was beaten at all?

"What's going on with these handcuffs?" asked a senior who found the handcuffs that were twisted away, which were supposed to be handcuffing He Xiaojun's left hand.

Everyone immediately looked at the handcuffs, and saw that the special handcuffs made of steel had been twisted and deformed at this time, as if they had been torn apart by someone. Thinking of the strange atmosphere at the scene, everyone immediately felt that Fan Wubing must have done something, otherwise He Xiaojun would not have surrendered.

Seeing that everyone was concerned about the twisted handcuffs, Fan Wubing interrupted and said, "It's probably because the steel is not good, and I don't know why it loosened."

Isn't that nonsense? Xu Shusen immediately curled his lips. He knew that Fan Wubing was extraordinary. He was so powerful at the beginning. Now that he has grown up, it is even more incredible that the stone is definitely the one he did! However, it is naturally not easy to mention it in front of outsiders, otherwise there would be a suspicion of betraying Fan Wubing.

So Xu Shusen faced the questioning gaze of everyone, so he had to explain embarrassedly, "Maybe the quality was not up to standard when it was left factory? It was used here at a low rate, so it might be possible to get involved in defective products. Nowadays, it is time for state-owned enterprises to rectify them!"

Everyone seemed to be unbelievable, but what they are more concerned about now is what He Xiaojun wrote on paper, as for how the handcuffs were removed and why He Xiaojun surrendered, it must be related to Fan Wubing. There is no need to waste their precious brain cells in these things.

The characters written by He Xiaojun's left hand are pretty good, and the speed is quite fast, there are no typos, and it is quite neat, which surprised everyone. So someone asked this question. As a result, He Xiaojun actually said that he was bored when he was in the army before, and he had made a few pen pals to exchange calligraphy experiences with each other, and especially those who practice left hand calligraphy.

There are really all kinds of people! Everyone shook their heads and thought to themselves that if this guy hadn't followed the wrong person and went on the wrong path, if he had done a good job, he wouldn't have had the chance to make a name for himself. Once this incident happened, he would be afraid that he would not be able to raise his head in the future. After all, the crime of hiding guns and plotting to shoot leading cadres at the department level is quite a bit, enough for him to be imprisoned for half his life.

But when everyone saw the characters involved in He Xiaojun's transcript, they frowned. The leader who led the team asked, "Can you be sure that what you wrote is the facts? I want to remind you that if you make up confessions, you will be more guilty in the end!"

He Xiaojun said with a grievance, "Uncle, I've gotten here, am I still making a fuss?"

At this time, someone noticed his right hand and couldn't help but feel surprised, "Hey, what's going on with your fingers? Why did it become so swollen?"

When Fan Wubing pinched He Xiaojun's fingers, although he used yin force and no scars were left on the surface, it was a bone injury after all. How could it not be expressed outside? So all three fingers of He Xiaojun's right hand became as swollen as carrots.

"It's nothing, maybe it's bitten by mosquitoes. You all know that poisonous mosquitoes are very powerful." Fan Wubing said.

"It's only April, why are there mosquitoes?" A comrade from a task force asked inexplicably.

"The climate is abnormal, the mosquitoes come out to move in advance." Fan Wubing explained with a smile.

Someone believed Fan Wubing's words to be considered a ghost, but they looked through He Xiaojun's fingers and found that all the finger bones were shattered, but the muscles and blood were not affected at all. They immediately felt very surprised. How did this cause it?

However, compared with the abnormalities in the handcuffs and He Xiaojun's fingers, the people in the task force were more interested in He Xiaojun's confession.

But after everyone saw the confession, they scratched their heads. Finally, the person in charge of the Ministry of Public Security led the team suggested, "We are responsible for solving the case. Now the shooting has been solved, and the number of people involved behind the scenes is too wide. I suggest that we should hand over this information to the Ministry and inform Panshi City and Wangtian Province as appropriate, and our mission will be completed."

However, the leader of the Ministry of Security shook his head and said, "If it is really like this confession, then this case has exceeded the scope of ordinary criminal crimes and also involves the field of economic crimes. I suggest that it is still necessary to postpone the public notification to Panshi City and the province to avoid affecting later work."

Finally, the two sides reached a unified opinion, first report to the leaders in the department, and then wait for instructions from superiors to see how to deal with the shooting. As for whether to stop or pursue it again, it depends on the meaning above.

After the discussion, everyone realized that Fan Wubing was still sitting here, and he was a little embarrassed. He forgot to invite him out just now, so the official from the Ministry of Public Security said, "Mr. Fan, I hope you can keep this matter confidential for the time being. When the above arrangement is made, we will ask you for help, right?"

The other party was able to speak in this kind of requesting tone, which was because Fan Wubing and his son were the people valued by the above. If it were ordinary people, they would have issued strict orders and would not have been so polite.

Fan Wubing stood up with a smile, nodded to everyone and promised, "It must be certain, I will definitely not make any trouble for you seniors."

The other party nodded to express satisfaction. In fact, everyone knows that this is just a matter of face. As Fan Heng's son, Fan Wubing must tell his father the result after he returns, but these are not what they care about. They have the final say in criminal investigation. In the fights in the officialdom, fight as much as they like!

After Fan Wubing left the city police station, he immediately returned to the municipal government compound and directly found his father Fan Heng.

"Mr. Fan, why are you free to come today?" Fan Heng's secretary Lin Xiaotong asked curiously when she saw Fan Wubing come in.

"Do you miss you-" Fan Wubing said casually, glanced at Lin Xiaotong's chest, thinking that the place where he had been pinched should be cured, right?

When Lin Xiaotong saw Fan Wubing's eyes, how could she not know what he was thinking? She gave him a blank look and opened the door, and then said to Fan Heng, "Mayor Fan, Wubing is here."

Fan Heng was discussing with the government Secretary-General Yang Tianhe about the establishment of several large-scale markets in Panshi City. Because the funds have been in place, it is now the issue of determining the location and the relocation issues involved. When Fan Wubing came in, he told Yang Tianhe, "This matter will be decided first. After the detailed plan comes out, we will discuss it at the Standing Committee. If everyone has no opinions, it will be approved. The nearby cities have been vigorously promoting this aspect recently. Our rock cannot be behind people."

"Yes, I will take out the plan as soon as possible. Mayor Fan, I will say goodbye first." Yang Tianhe glanced at Fan Wubing, then picked up his information folder, greeted Fan Heng and left.

"Why are you here again? Don't worry about your companies?" Fan Heng finally made time to take a sip of tea, and then asked Fan Wubing curiously.

Fan Wubing sat down with some joy, and then mysteriously piled up Fan Heng and said, "This time I'm a big gain! Finally, I didn't have a waste of work. The matter of Panshi Heavy Industry can be said to be solved by more than half!"

Fan Heng was confused by Fan Wubing's words, so he asked his son, "Have you found an investor? No, didn't you say you wanted your company to reorganize Panshi Heavy Industry!"

"I'm not talking about this. I just ran over from the police station and got He Xiaojun's confession. The envoy behind the scenes has already knocked it out." After Fan Wubing finished speaking, he took the notes on Fan Heng's table and wrote a list.

Fan Heng took it over and looked carefully, and couldn't help but frown. It turned out that the people on the note were all figures from the plain factory, with a total of more than a dozen people, basically all leaders at the department level or above. "This is the list you got? I have no grudges or grudges with these people. How could they think of sending people to scare me?"

Fan Wubing thought for a while and replied, "I looked at it. When these people were in Pingyuan Factory, they were basically power departments and places where they could make money. Judging from the serious loss of state-owned assets in Pingyuan Factory, they probably couldn't escape. Now they should be anxious and want to scare you, or they can end it all. Who knows that He Xiaojun is not a fool. He has no courage to do something about murder!"

That's it! Fan Heng was holding the list and hesitated. Among these dozen people, several have been transferred to the headquarters, and two have been transferred to the department. They are a little bit of real power. If you really want to pursue it, it is probably not that easy. Besides, He Xiaojun's confession is just a one-sided statement, and it is not so easy to convict others.

"What should we do? This matter alone won't work." Fan Heng raised the notes in his hand and said to his son.

Fan Wubing had already thought of a countermeasure and said confidently, "Aren't we going to have enough Panshi Heavy Industry now? We must check the accounts clearly. With this list, we can find out the problems in a targeted manner in a short time, and then dig deep into their evidence of crime. This is not an easy task?"
Chapter completed!