Today, the sky in Linjiang is very gloomy, and the dark clouds above the head are very low, rolling and flowing, like countless black tentacles intertwined with each other, as if they can touch the top of the building in the next moment.

The tall and luxurious government buildings in the past looked a bit blurry in the dim sight and could not be seen clearly.

The atmosphere in the most spacious and luxurious office on the top floor is somewhat depressing and heavy.

A middle-aged man with a slightly stout figure, gray hair, and a black Chinese tunic suit sat behind a large desk.

He had a warm expression on his face, as if he was suppressing the anger in his heart, and the [Schneider] brand pen in his hand made a clanging sound on the table.

"This year, the poverty population in your county must be reduced by 50%. This is the red line."

"And how do you solve the farmers' petition incident in Xixinxiang? It has already reached the provincial capital."

"And you, why did reporters from Jinghai go to the electronics factory of Goldman Sachs Group for half a month? You don't know any news."

The three people standing opposite Li An are all dignified county party committee secretaries. They are also leaders with full official authority on weekdays. At this moment, they are hunched over like elementary school students, with their heads lowered, and the gel pens in their hands are quickly writing down notes in their notebooks.

With.

Even though these three people lowered their heads, their facial expressions were humble and respectful, and they did not dare to show any dissatisfaction.

"Look up and speak. Can you solve the problem by writing it down in the notebook?" Li An's voice was louder this time, which made the three secretaries opposite couldn't help but shrink back.

A thin middle-aged man was the first to muster the courage to raise his head and said with a troubled face: "Secretary Li, the city has only allocated less than 30% of this year's poverty alleviation funds, so our county..."

"I don't care." Before the middle-aged man could finish speaking, Secretary Li, who was sitting behind the mahogany desk, stopped him from continuing with a wave of his hand.

"Thirty percent is quite a lot. Can't your county come up with a solution on your own? You only mention difficulties every day. If everything is easy to handle, what do you, the county party committee secretary, do for you?"

"And you!" Secretary Li pointed at the delicate-faced woman standing in the middle and said:

"Secretary Wang Wei, you are the only female county party committee secretary in our city, but how does the stability maintenance office in Xingchang County do things? Why didn't they stop the migrant workers who were petitioning?"

"Secretary, we have people at the train station and bus station. They walked to Linxian to catch the train." Wang Wei's eyes were red, and her eyes were filled with grievances.

"Are you still aggrieved? Can't you send people to guard their doors? Do you know how bad this incident will have a negative political impact on the city government?"

The more Secretary Li talked, the angrier he became and the harder he hit the table, causing the tea in the cup to overflow.

In the corridor outside the door, several officials waiting to report their work looked at each other and communicated in low voices.

"Secretary Li An is so angry today."

"Is the matter not serious? I heard that the provincial governor called me to hold him accountable."

"I guess you shouldn't go asking for trouble today."

"But I need the secretary's approval for my style."

"Come on, Wang Wei was scolded even if I didn't look at it."

People like Wang Wei had strange expressions on their faces when talking about it. Rumor has it that the reason why she is the only female county party secretary in the city is because of her unexplained relationship with Li An.

When these officials were discussing whether to report to the secretary, the sound of loud footsteps attracted their attention.

Three people walked towards the end of the corridor. They were wearing uniform navy blue jackets, with party emblems on their left chests, and carrying briefcases in their right hands.

Their steps were steady and powerful, and their bearing was extraordinary, which was particularly eye-catching compared to the officials around them who did not dare to make a sound while walking around.

The three of them walked up to these officials. The leader, a middle-aged man with short haircut and black square-rimmed glasses, asked one of the officials in a gentle manner:

"Is this Secretary Li An's office?"

The official in question nodded subconsciously and replied: "Yes."

"Thanks."

A middle-aged man politely says thank you.

"The secretary is still here..." When the official wanted to remind him,

“Tuk-tuk-tuk!”

Under the surprised eyes of all the officials, the middle-aged man knocked three times and pushed the door open.

"this......"

They were directly shocked by this middle-aged man's behavior.

Who are they?

So unruly.

"who?"

Li An, who was still scolding his subordinates, was interrupted by the sound of the door opening, and he glared angrily.

Ever since he became the top leader in Linjiang City, no one has ever pushed in directly without his consent.

But when he saw clearly the appearance of the person who came in, the anger on his face turned into a smile.

"Shanhe, why did you come without notifying me in advance so that I could pick you up?"

The middle-aged man Li An is very familiar with. He is Chen Shanhe, director of the Third Supervision Office of the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection.

He is Ang Lee's best friend, and the two have been friends for more than 20 years.

Li An stood up with a smile, preparing to greet his old friend, but his body stagnated and he suddenly realized something.

He keenly discovered that his old friend had a solemn expression and had no intention of talking to him.

The two comrades following him also had serious expressions and strong bodies.

No further notification was received, and a department-level cadre from the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection suddenly arrived. Li An, who had been molesting officials for many years, already knew what was going to happen next.

The three county magistrates standing aside saw that the expression on the usually strong secretary's face had declined visibly, and the mighty momentum just now suddenly became sluggish.

I saw Li An waving his hands to the three of them and saying, "You guys go out first."

The three of them also felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere at this moment.

They secretly glanced at the middle-aged man at the door and seemed to understand something. They shrunk and turned around and left quickly without even saying the proper greeting.

After seeing the three people leaving, Chen Shanhe nodded to the entourage next to him. The young man walked up to Li An and took out a document with a red seal from his briefcase.

"Li An, I believe you already understand the purpose of our coming here." Chen Shanhe stepped forward.

[Qingchuan Provincial Supervisory Committee Detention Decision]

In accordance with the provisions of Article 22, Paragraph 1, and Article 43, Paragraph 1 of the National Supervision Law, (subject to approval by the supervisory committee at the higher level), this committee decided to take measures to detain Comrade Li An for a period starting from the date of announcement.

Start counting.

What a dazzling black lettering on a white background, what a dazzling scarlet seal.

The scenes I have seen in my dreams so many times are reflected in reality this time.

Li An thought he would be strong, but when he really faced it, his body trembled involuntarily and his legs became a little unruly.

"Sign." The voice of such a familiar old friend now sounded cold to the bone.

Looking at the "detained person" column at the end of the detention decision letter, Ang Lee couldn't bear to take down [Schneider] who he had beaten so hard just now.

"Can you let me be alone for a while?" Li An never picked up the pen and looked at his old friend to express his request.

"According to regulations, from now on, our comrades must be present around you at all times." Chen Shanhe shook his head.

"Shanhe, we have been friends for more than 20 years, can't you be so accommodating?" Li An's eyes were full of pleading.

"No, national law outweighs personal feelings." He still shook his head indifferently.

"Okay, I'll just take some medicine. You know your heart has always been bad."

Seeing Chen Shanhe's resolute attitude and knowing his old friend's temper, Li An stopped begging and took out the white-packaged pill box from the drawer.

Chen Shanhe took a look at the package name of the medicine box, which read "Isosorbide Mononitrate". It was indeed a medicine for treating heart disease, and nodded in agreement.

"Thank you." Li An smiled sadly, trembling as he opened the medicine box and said:

"Shanhe, when your father went to the provincial capital to see a doctor, I asked someone to bring him in from Jinghai City."

Li An took out a tablet of pills from the box, walked to the water dispenser and added some water to the tea cup.

"Your daughter, when my goddaughter took the high school entrance examination, someone blocked her admission quota. It was me who solved the problem."

The cup Li An was holding was shaking constantly, and his steps back to his seat were a little shaky.

"Shanhe, in the past twenty years, to be honest, I have saved you so many times." Li An picked out one pill from the pile.

"Without me, you would have died in Huangjiagou ten years ago."

Li Lin raised his head and put the medicine into his mouth and took another sip of tea.

sight shift,

Li An was already in the cold detention room. Sitting across the table was Chen Shanhe, whose face was still as sharp as a knife and looked a little more tired.

"This is the content of your confession. If you have no objections, just sign below." Chen Shanhe pushed a stack of printed inquiry records in front of Li An.

Li An smiled sadly and signed his name on each page without Chen Shanhe's reminder. He was very familiar with these procedures.

Chen Shanhe looked at his old friend's desolate state with a bit of unbearable look in his eyes, and sighed and said:

"Old Li, I remember all the things you have done for me over the years, but party discipline and state law come first, and personal feelings come second. You should not forget that you are a party member and a state cadre..."
To be continued...