Festival 50

"Tu tuk tuk."

After the fat white man knocked on the door gently, he quietly waited for a response.

This is a very ordinary office door, but the name tag hanging on the door is written in Song font with the five big words "Minister's Office".

As expected, Zhang Lan's voice came from the door: "Come in, the door is not locked..."

The fat white man pushed the door open and entered.

Just like the door, this is also an ordinary office, and the area is no different from the inquiry room next door.

The decorations in the room are also very simple, including bookcases, file cabinets, desks with drawers and several chairs.

The windows are standard wooden frame glass windows, with several pots of green plants and a thermos on the windowsill... There is nothing special about it except being clean and tidy.

But it's still a special room.

It’s not because of the decoration, but because of the person sitting behind the desk working at the desk.

Minister of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, Zhang Lan.

There is a legendary father, and he himself is a legendary character.

"Sit down, there is hot water in the pot and the tea is on the bookshelf. You can make a pot yourself first, and I'll finish it soon." Zhang Lan raised her head and smiled, then lowered her head again to process the documents on the table.

The fat white man didn't say anything, just looking at the legendary figure, he felt a little emotional.

Who would have thought that the Fuxing Society, which influenced the lifeline of the Great Jin Dynasty and seized a lot of power from the Mongolian Yuan, was created by Zhang Lan's father, who was not astonishingly beautiful?

And who would have thought that the public face in front of him, which would immediately disappear into the crowd, would enter the Qin Mansion system as an outsider, and then win Xiao Heng's trust with his personal ability. The rights he holds at this time could even vaguely compete with the Secretariat?

All the old and the young are all outstanding people.

While thinking about this, I was not polite in my hand and found Zhang Lan's tea pot to make a pot for myself... The tea leaves on Zhang Lan are new tea produced by new technologies. I heard that the tea stir-frying technology and drying technology have been improved, and the flavor of the tea is retained to the maximum extent. The fat white man has been jealous for a long time.

The effort of a cup of tea passed unknowingly, and Zhang Lan finally raised her head: "I've been waiting for a long time."

"How is it? Is it going well?" Zhang Lan asked.

"He even told me when he started to grow hair... It seemed that he was really scared." The fat white man was so happy that he handed over the thick stack of information in his hand.

"Oh? It's really effective?" Zhang Lan suddenly became excited. While looking through the interrogation records, he was communicating with the fat white man about the interesting things during the interrogation.

After he finished reading it, Zhang Lan leaned on the back of the chair and pondered for a while.

"These landlords seem to be our old friends?" Zhang Lan asked to himself.

"Yes, but this time the Li family has no longer paid for it, but just provided some food." The fat white man nodded.

"There are five dead-hard players left... What do you think?" Zhang Lan unconsciously knocked on the table.

"I've long wanted to report the list." The fat white man spread his hands.

"Well, I want to do things safer."

Zhang Lan explained with a smile: "There are too many people who report it too early. Even if the young master doesn't say anything, the secretariat will have objections. Now the remaining few companies are all dead-hard elements. On the one hand, it is difficult to affect the mineral supply of the Qin Mansion on the one hand, and there will be no problems with the five secretariats on the other side."

"So, this list is likely to pass directly."

"Doing things is like being a human being. You have to take care of all aspects, especially those who do our job. You must always remind yourself to look at the problem from the perspective of the young master, and at the same time, you must reduce unnecessary trouble and not cause trouble for the young master..."

Zhang Lan whispered his thoughts and why he did this... Of course, he would not teach ordinary subordinates so by example, but the fat man in front of him was different. He was a friend of Zhang Kehan ​​of the Secretariat and was of the same reconciliation.

But unlike Zhang Kehan, this fat white man could not stand the exclusion of the officialdom of the Southern Song Dynasty, so he simply became a wanderer and wandered around the world from then on... and then fled to Shu due to war and met Zhang Kehan ​​again by chance.

After Xiao Heng had a deep conversation with the fat white man, he handed him over to Zhang Lan to take him.

On the one hand, Zhang Lan was asked to look at him carefully and pay attention to the character of this person. On the other hand, it was also to prepare for the expansion of the Ministry of Internal Affairs into the Intelligence Department.

Therefore, the fat white man in front of him was actually the successor given to Zhang Lan by Xiao Heng. After Zhang Lan was promoted, the stall that was left behind was likely to be handed over to this fat white man.

"Someone has been taught."

After hearing Zhang Lan's remarks, the fat white man politely said.

Zhang Lan received a big bow, which he deserved: "Let me leave the documents here, don't forget to clean up the chimney when you look back."

"Yes, my subordinates obeyed the order." The fat white man drank all his last sip of tea in one breath, stood up and left the office.

Not far from the office, turn left, and is the chimney in Zhang Lan’s mouth.

The chimney is square and not very high, especially there are some construction traces outside, as if it was abandoned halfway before it was covered.

This place should have been a boiler room, but the engineering team misread the drawing size and found out after half of it...

Originally, this abandoned project was to be demolished, but considering that if the used cement was demolished, it would be wasted and only a few valuable bricks could be recycled, Zhang Lan took the place over as a "psychological intervention laboratory."

In private, everyone calls this place a "collapse prison". No matter how powerful a person is, he will collapse directly after being locked up here. He has lived here so far. Uncle is a person and has not had a record of mishap.

The location connected to the chimney is the original ruins of the boiler room.

The fat white man walked into the boiler room and came to the place where the boiler room was connected to the chimney, opening an extremely thick iron door.

As soon as the door was opened, a pungent stench wafted out of the door.

The fat white man walked in with his nose pinched his nose, looking at the "corpse" and the white and green fermented substances on the "corpse", and couldn't help but mutter:

"How much stinky tofu did they use? It's too stinky..."

However, no matter how he said that, he still endured the stench and dragged the dummy out and threw it directly onto the trailer next to him.

As for the shit and urine in this small space, there is no need to be cleaned up, because this is also part of psychological interference.

As for the dummy... because we need to maintain a "fresh" relationship, we will prepare a new one before we come in every time we lock up people in.

If Zhang Ermazi saw this scene, he wouldn't know what he would think.

Yes, everything here is an illusion.

The cell is fake, the dead are fake, and even the stinking of corpses is fake... Except for the moss on the wall and the shit and urine in the corners, nothing here is real.

There was a time when Zhang Lan was very obsessed with inventing various torture instruments. Although this was also what his work required, Xiao Heng felt that Zhang Lan would have a problem sooner or later if this continued, so he forced Zhang Lan to stop inventing all kinds of terrifying "toys" and threw them to him a book.

This book was a book about psychological interrogation that Xiao Heng searched online. After studying this book, Zhang Lan really gave up inventing various terrifying small "toys", but began to be keen on studying some strange interrogation methods.

For example, the abandoned chimney in front of him is one of his research results.

Maybe Zhang Lan is really talented in interrogation. After this abandoned chimney was used by him, he really had a great effect. He has been in service so far! All the prisoners who came out of this chimney said everything obediently...

The reputation of the Ministry of Internal Affairs has improved a lot invisibly - because this kind of interrogation does not beat or scold, it just locks people up for a while, and then goes to mention people after they stop making trouble. The person who proposes them will definitely speak out and speak in full, so obedient that it makes people wonder if it has changed someone.

Just as the fat white man dealt with the dummy who was splashed with stinky tofu juice, there were also more individuals in Zhang Lan's office.

"He went there in person." The person standing in front of Zhang Lan reported.

"Didn't you ask for help from anyone else?" Zhang Lan raised her eyebrows, as if she was a little surprised, "You have used so much stinky tofu juice before..."

"No, he handled it himself, and it was useless to others." The man shook his head.

"Okay, I understand, you go down first." Zhang Lan nodded, stood up and walked to the window.

Because the windows faced out, Zhang Lan could only see the streets outside the yard, but could not see the fat white man dealing with the stinky dummy in the yard.

"Do it yourself... Haha, it's really different for those who can get to the young master's eyes." Zhang Lan sighed.

This fat white man said he was his successor, but who is sure that it was not used to supervise him?

"Young master's work is really convincing." Zhang Lan's mouth smiled.

Xiao Heng never tests human nature when doing things, because human nature cannot stand the test at all.

Just like now.

This fat white man will inevitably be a constraint on Zhang Lan's rights in the future, but at the same time, this person is also a prerequisite for Zhang Lan's status to go further... With such a clever shore, whether Zhang Lan intends or unintentionally, he will definitely not resist the fat white man taking over the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

Xiao Heng always puts his purpose in his work, no wonder Zhang Lan sighed.

Originally, this abandoned project was to be demolished, but considering that if the used cement was demolished, it would be wasted and only a few valuable bricks could be recycled, Zhang Lan took the place over as a "psychological intervention laboratory."

In private, everyone calls this place a "collapse prison". No matter how powerful a person is, he will collapse directly after being locked up here. He has lived here so far. Uncle is a person and has not had a record of mishap.

The location connected to the chimney is the original ruins of the boiler room.

The fat white man walked into the boiler room and came to the place where the boiler room was connected to the chimney, opening an extremely thick iron door.

As soon as the door was opened, a pungent stench wafted out of the door.

The fat white man walked in with his nose pinched his nose, looking at the "corpse" and the white and green fermented substances on the "corpse", and couldn't help but mutter:

"How much stinky tofu did they use? It's too stinky..."

However, no matter how he said that, he still endured the stench and dragged the dummy out and threw it directly onto the trailer next to him.

As for the shit and urine in this small space, there is no need to be cleaned up, because this is also part of psychological interference.

As for the dummy... because we need to maintain a "fresh" relationship, we will prepare a new one before we come in every time we lock up people in.

If Zhang Ermazi saw this scene, he wouldn't know what he would think.

Yes, everything here is an illusion.

The cell is fake, the dead are fake, and even the stinking of corpses is fake... Except for the moss on the wall and the shit and urine in the corners, nothing here is real.
To be continued...