Yuan Lan stood up and interrupted Luo Meihui: "Meihui, thank you these days. I'm much better."
Luo Meihui was stunned for a moment, then stood up and said, "Okay, you're much better, so I won't say more. By the way, my study period is over, and it's time to leave."
"Then let me see it off for you?" Yuan Lan said.
"No, it's easy to take the train during the day, and I don't have anything to bring."
Luo Meihui declined politely, and Yuan Lan did not force her. After the two talked for a while, Yuan Lan took her books and went to the classroom.
Luo Meihui tidied up briefly and exhaled heavily. She sat on the edge of the bed and turned on the mini teleportation device.
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By the time Luo Meihui reported to Ma Xiaoquan, it was already the next day.
Hearing Luo Meihui say that Yuan Lan was fine, Ma Xiaoquan finally felt relieved.
Luo Meihui did not tell Ma Xiaoquan about Yuan Lan's pregnancy. It was better not to talk about this kind of pregnancy before marriage. Besides, the child was gone. What Yuan Lan needed most now was to have a good rest.
"Mr. J, looking at your solemn expression, has something happened recently?"
Ma Xiaoquan hummed and told Luo Meihui about the arson case in the slaughterhouse on the outskirts of the city and the hanging case of the man in the north of the city.
After listening to Ma Xiaoquan's description, Luo Meihui expressed her own opinion: "These two things must be related."
Ma Xiaoquan nodded: "So I am now investigating these two matters. Also, although you are from the Yu family, if you follow me now, don't have any other ideas. I have already made arrangements with Yue Ting.
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Luo Meihui hummed.
In fact, Luo Meihui was able to betray her original family and join the Yu family entirely because she admired Mr. J (Ma Xiaoquan). If it weren't for Mr. J, she would not have risked her life to join the Yu family.
Ma Xiaoquan told Luo Meihui some of his ideas, and arranged and deployed her next work. At the same time, he told Luo Meihui to be flexible when doing it, and to do it quickly and not to delay.
At the same time, representatives of the delivery party and the receiving party gathered at the slaughterhouse yesterday to discuss the short-lived signal that appeared last night.
The specific location was not captured in time because the signal flashed too fast.
The representative of the delivery party is Lu Ling, and she was the one who delivered the goods in the slaughterhouse last night. The representative of the receiving party is Xiao Que, and she was the one who received the goods in the slaughterhouse last night.
Both parties insisted on their own opinions, and even if they did not accuse each other, the atmosphere was somewhat awkward.
After a brief silence, Lu Ling spoke first: "I knew someone was targeting us, but I didn't expect it to happen so quickly. If the document is leaked now, it will be very detrimental to you and me."
Xiaoque smiled and said: "It has no impact on us, but it is different for you."
Lu Ling's face turned gloomy. She stood up, patted the table and said, "We are cooperating. If we have a hard time, your army will not have a good time either."
Xiaoque sneered and responded: "You, the Lu family, are not the only ones cooperating with a certain branch of the army. Besides, we will definitely deal with that underground master of Phoenix City."
Lu Ling smiled and said: "This is not necessarily true. There is a child beside that guy. He is very powerful. Recently, he has been feeding him non-stop. Well, a lot of food is provided by us. A certain unit of your army just eats it.
The plaintiff wants to take advantage of the defendant, and both sides want benefits. If it were as you said, you would have taken action long ago, right?"
After being exposed by Lu Ling, Xiaoque didn't say much. She changed the topic and said: "My identity at the police station may have been exposed."
Lu Ling said: "Are you talking about the director named Zhao Shanhe? How about I help you get rid of him?"
"No, he is a good man. He is investigating the matter just to seek justice for his wife. I think it is better for you to help with the operation, kill that Mao Jianhua, and give Zhao Shanhe an explanation."
"Mao Jianhua..." Lu Ling smiled slightly, "Is that person a bitch? He can't die just yet, it's not time yet."
"Then you can figure it out yourself." Xiaoque waved his hand impatiently.
Lu Ling didn't want to make the atmosphere too awkward, so she smoothed things over and said, "The matter has come to an end. It's useless to talk too much. In fact, the loss of that document is not a good thing for you and us, at least in some cases."
Next, we might have another natural ally, right?"
Xiaoque raised her head and glanced at Lu Ling, then suddenly laughed.
Lu Ling was stunned for a moment, then giggled out loud.
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At night, Ma Xiaoquan found Uncle Zhao and told him about his visit to the slaughterhouse yesterday.
Uncle Zhao seemed very calm. It was obvious that he had guessed it, but he did not reveal too much. Instead, he said cautiously: "So when can we solve the case of the man who hanged himself in the north of the city?"
During the day, Irene sent someone to report to Ma Xiaoquan, saying that they had found information about the man who hanged himself.
Ma Xiaoquan hesitated for a moment, but decided to tell Uncle Zhao: "The information about the man who hanged himself has been found. He was an ordinary temporary worker named Li Bo. The cause of his death was also the discovery of something that should not have been discovered. The specifics are not clear. It should be
The traces were erased."
Uncle Zhao hummed. He didn't ask Ma Xiaoquan where he got the information. Instead, he asked us directly what should we do next?
Ma Xiaoquan told Uncle Zhao that since the identity of the hanged man has been found, he can follow the clues to identify his family members, colleagues, and people who have been in contact with him. This will boost the confidence of the brothers in solving the case, and secondly, it will be better.
Report to superior unit leaders.
Uncle Zhao nodded and said he would make arrangements now. Before leaving, he did not forget to throw a piece of chocolate to Ma Xiaoquan, saying that this piece of chocolate was left to him by Zhao Minglan.
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head, unwrapped the chocolate, and put the chocolate into his mouth.
It tastes good, but it's a bit stuffy, so it's not fresh.
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The next day, Uncle Zhao reported the case progress report to his superior unit. As the leader in charge, Mao Jianhua naturally wanted to find fault, but since the identity of the deceased was confirmed, Mao Jianhua did not have too much embarrassment. In his opinion,
, Zhao Shanhe just had good luck for a short period of time. When he comes back, he will defeat Zhao Shanhe in one fell swoop and make him completely unable to stand up. By then, Zhao Shanhe's wife will be his toy with.
Thinking of this, Mao Jianhua chuckled.
At this time, the door of the room suddenly rang. Mao Jianhua said "Come in" and the door opened.
The person who entered the door was Mao Xiaoqiang. He has not been very happy in his new unit these days. Because of his low education, his colleagues in the new unit look down on him. However, because of his father's face, no one showed it much.
But Mao Xiaoqiang could still feel it, so he sneaked out to complain to his father.
Mao Jianhua also felt helpless about his son, but he had no choice but to give birth to him.
"Dad, I've thought about it. I don't want to stay in this unit anymore. How about you transfer me another job? If it doesn't work out, I can just go to the factory. Also, I think about Zhao Minglan, can you give me another job?
) Tell me, would you like Zhao Minglan and me to find a partner?"
Hearing the word "Old Zhao", Mao Jianhua immediately became angry. He slapped the table and cursed: "Why are you so worthless, you bitch? I have told you so many times, don't miss Zhao Minglan, but you just don't listen."
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Mao Xiaoqiang was not happy anymore and shouted back at Mao Jianhua: "Hey, I think Zhao Minglan didn't get married because she was still a girl. Dad, you think I don't know that you are still thinking about Wang Hong. When I was a child, you
Chasing Wang Hong, the baby in her belly was not safe."
Before Mao Xiaoqiang finished speaking, his mouth was covered by Mao Jianhua.
Mao Jianhua gritted his teeth and widened his eyes. He pointed his other hand at Ma Xiaoquan's forehead and said, "How do you know this, little brat?"
Mao Xiaoqiang pulled off his father's hand and whispered: "You have been keeping one of Wang Hong's shoes, and there is still a miss for her written on the shoe. The last time my mother cleaned the house, if I hadn't been quick-sighted, I would have gone back
I will definitely let you peel off a layer of skin."
Ma Jianhua breathed out and pushed his son to the sofa: "Please pay attention to me. If you go back and tell your mother about this, you will not be able to change your job or find a partner with Zhao Minglan."
When he heard that there was something going on, Mao Xiaoqiang chuckled: "Dad, I knew you were the most capable. I think it's better to choose the day than to hit it. Please make arrangements for me so that I can meet Zhao Minglan as soon as possible."
"Arrange your mother's balls~" Mao Jianhua raised his leg and kicked his son, "Fuck you, your father and I have been very busy recently, let's talk about it another day."
After Mao Xiaoqiang left, Mao Jianhua's expression gradually became cold. He did not expect that his son would find out what happened in the past, so if he did not make a good arrangement, the incident of Wang Hong losing her child due to him might be exposed.
Mao Jianhua was afraid that Zhao Shanhe would cause trouble for him, so he had to get rid of Zhao Shanhe as a top priority.
Thinking of this, Mao Jianhua made a calculation in his mind.
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In the early 1980s, the changing spring breeze gradually blew from coastal cities to the inland.
Following the precedent of the last foreign inspection team coming to Phoenix to invest in the construction of a slaughterhouse, the economy of individual private traders has gradually become more active.
After a recent discussion between Aunt Hong and Yuan Lan's mother, they decided to team up to build a noodle stall, selling sliced noodles and fried noodles.
Aunt Hong had some experience in setting up stalls before. This time, after adding Yuan Mu, the manpower was more abundant and the division of labor was more detailed. Therefore, not long after the noodle stall opened, many people came to eat.
The stall was set up at the gate of the Rivet Factory Textile Factory. The workers were tired of eating in the canteen and occasionally came out to improve their food.
Because Uncle Zhao is the director of the police station, some factory leaders will occasionally visit the stall to take care of business and take the opportunity to build relationships. Originally, if the sales continued like this, the situation would be great, but for some reason recently, the city’s direct police will be in charge
She often came over to interrogate them, and when asked about the time, they also specifically selected the period when workers were off work, which made Aunt Hong and Mother Yuan very depressed.
Aunt Hong told Yuan's mother, how about we set up a stall in another place, but Yuan's mother felt that it would be easier to sell noodles because of the concentration of people in the factory. The key is that the workers in the factory have wages and can afford to spend money. If they move, nothing else will happen.