On the third day after the shooting, Wushui Building, the best hotel in Wushui County, suddenly moved into several groups of foreigners with different accents and mysterious whereabouts. They kept looking for people to ask about the day before yesterday.
Regarding the circumstances of the shooting case, we also applied to the relevant departments to interview the parties and witnesses of the case.
The actions of these people immediately aroused the high vigilance of Liu Xuewen, secretary of the Wushui County Party Committee.
That night, Liu Xuewen came to Room 606 of the VIP Building of the Municipal Party Committee Guest House. When he opened the door, he saw Lei Yiming leaning on a sofa chair with red and swollen eyes. His face was gloomy and his eyes were dull. He was completely different from his usual bossy and arrogant attitude.
He had an arrogant look on his face. When he saw Liu Xuewen coming in, he didn't even blink his eyelids and was still thinking about his own thoughts.
"Secretary Lei, I have an important situation to report to you."
Liu Xuewen said cautiously, bowing his waist.
Lei Yiming glanced at him and remained silent.
"It's like this: Comrade Lin Bo, the Propaganda Minister, just called me and said that several groups of reporters from outside the county came to the county, some of them even spoke with accents from the capital, and they were all asking about the murder of Director Lei, but they didn't follow up.
The Propaganda Department of the County Party Committee contacted about the interview, but only went to the Public Security Bureau, Procuratorate and other judicial organs to ask for information about the case. Secretary Lei, these reporters seem to have bad intentions! What I am worried about is that Director Lei has been in Wu Shui for several years, and the society is quite unfavorable to him.
Rumors, I'm afraid..."
"shut up!"
Lei Yiming suddenly interrupted him angrily, glared at him with red eyes, and shouted: "What rumors? Isn't it just that he is out living and drinking without doing his job? He is dead now, what else do they want? What else do they want?
Drag him out of the funeral parlor and whip his corpse? Do you want to verbally punish him and make him infamy forever? Go tell those bullshit reporters: They have to get out of Wu Shui and Mingguang within 24 hours! If they still stay here to dig
Gossip news, don’t blame us for using ** power to forcefully expel it!”
Liu Xuewen did not dare to say anything else, so he quickly agreed and left his room. Overnight, he arranged for people from the Propaganda Department, the Municipal Party Committee Office, and the Government Office, led by Propaganda Minister Lin Bo, to go to these reporters one by one to convey Secretary Lei's instructions.
Of course, it was impossible for him to make arrangements according to Lei Yiming's original words. He just asked those who went to the reporters to gently persuade them to leave and stop trying to dig into the background and process of the shooting.
In Liu Xuewen's opinion, these reporters should just be gossip reporters from the social and entertainment pages of some tabloids, also commonly known as "paparazzi". They just heard that a deputy director of the Public Security Bureau in Wu Shui was shot dead, so they came here
Discover the background and inside story, create some sensational tidbits, and as long as people from the Propaganda Department try to persuade and give everyone a red envelope, everything should be fine.
Therefore, after sending out those who did the persuasion work, he waited in his office for them to report back.
An hour later, Lin Bo suddenly walked in, sweating profusely and anxious, and said: "Secretary Liu, the situation is not good! Where do you think the three groups of reporters I went to find are from?"
"Where is it? Is it from China Central Television?"
Seeing how frightened he was, Liu Xuewen asked a little dissatisfiedly.
"You guessed it right! Three of them are from CCTV, two are from Huaxia Newspaper, and a few are from Tiannan TV Station. I went to them, and they directly showed me their interview credentials and didn't let me go any further.
He said, and politely asked me to leave their room. You said: Is such a shooting case worthy of alarming CCTV and Huaxia Newspaper? And they came so fast, where did they get the news? "
Liu Xuewen was shocked when he heard that those reporters were actually from CCTV, Huaxia Newspaper and Tiannan TV. An ominous premonition arose in his mind...
When Liu Xuewen walked into Lei Yiming's room again, his expression had become calmer and he was writing something at his desk.
"Secretary Lei, I didn't want to disturb you again. However, this matter is getting more and more mysterious. I won't report it to you for fear that you will not be mentally prepared."
"Oh? What's so serious? Those reporters don't want to leave? You, a dignified county party committee secretary, can't even drive away a few tabloid reporters? Do you need me, the municipal party committee secretary, to make arrangements personally?"
Liu Xuewen smiled bitterly and said: "Secretary Lei, we really need you to come forward in this matter. Those people are not tabloid reporters at all. Three of them are from CCTV, two are from Huaxia Newspaper, and there are
Several of them are from provincial TV stations. If they come forward at random, I, the little secretary of the county party committee, can only greet them with a smile, let alone drive them away!"
Lei Yiming threw away the pen in his hand, stood up loudly, and asked in surprise: "Have you verified it? Are they really from CCTV and Huaxia Newspaper?"
Liu Xuewen nodded.
Lei Yiming's face suddenly turned pale and he slumped down on the chair.
With Lei Yiming's many years of experience in politics and his keen sense of smell, he knew that if something happened in a local area that alarmed CCTV or the Huaxia Newspaper, it was either a good example of a big tree or a bad example.
A huge scandal that will shock the whole country.
And the fact that his son was killed was obviously not a good thing worthy of praise.
Then there is only one possibility: something big is going to happen to Wu Shui! His son will probably become famous all over the country!
Next, it will be his turn as the municipal party committee secretary who is a father, and he will pull out the carrot and bring out the mud, and bring out all his affairs...
Thinking of such terrible consequences, Lei Yiming couldn't help but shudder.
He raised his head and thought for a few minutes, then asked: "Have you ever investigated: Does this Sneering Sky have any backstage and background? Is his backstage manipulating all this behind the scenes?"
"Probably not! I checked his background: he is a native of Wushui, and his family is very poor. He only has an old father who is an honest farmer. There is no one in the family or even in their village who has a big future outside.
However, he himself is the vice chairman of the Capital University Student Union, and is said to be an executive committee member of the All-China Youth Federation. But these two positions are fictitious and of little use, and it is impossible for him to have so much energy to mobilize CCTV and Huaxia Newspaper
reporter. The only possibility is his girlfriend!"
"His girlfriend?"
Lei Yiming asked in surprise.
"His girlfriend's name is Su Xiaodan, and she is the daughter of Deputy Mayor Su. I just heard this from someone from the Public Security Bureau."
"What? His girlfriend is Su Hong's daughter? This bastard must have invited these reporters. I don't know what connections he had, but he actually invited reporters from CCTV and Huaxia Newspaper to save his daughter.
Son-in-law. Hum, your daughter and son-in-law are important, so my son can die in vain? You, Su Hong, are too young to play tricks on me!"
After saying that, he waved his hand decisively, regaining the majesty and momentum of his municipal party committee secretary: "Xuewen, you will set up two tables of wine at Wushui Building tomorrow, and I will come out to entertain these reporters! Since they were invited by Su Hong,
There’s nothing to be afraid of. Su Hong, the deputy mayor, can invite him. I, the municipal party committee secretary, must be more respectable than him! If Su Hong invites the gods, I will be responsible for sending them to him!"
The next day, Lei Yiming rushed to a VIP box in the catering department on the third floor of Wushui Building at 11:30, and sat there waiting for Liu Xuewen to invite the groups of reporters.
According to his thinking: No matter how naughty the reporter is, he, as the dignified Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee, should give him some face when treating him!
However, until after twelve o'clock, I still didn't see a guest coming into the box.
Lei Yiming became impatient and was about to call Liu Xuewen when he saw him push the door in with a livid face and said: "Secretary Lei, something is not good! These reporters all declined your invitation as if they had made an appointment.
. He also said that he would come to see you again after the interview is over... This is not normal!"
Lei Yiming's heart sank, and then he realized that things were exactly as he had guessed last night, and that things were getting worse and worse for him...
He thought for a few minutes and then dialed the number of the former secretary of the Provincial Party Committee of Tiannan Province. On the phone, he told in detail how his son was killed, as well as the reporters from CCTV and Huaxia Newspaper who came to Wushui to interview
, asked him to ask the two news units to find out what their purpose was in sending reporters to cover this matter, and whether they could ask their leaders to recall them.
Soon, the former secretary of the Provincial Party Committee called back and asked straight away: "Lei Yiming, who did you offend? Let me tell you: the person you offended can be said to be a man of extraordinary skill! I just asked him to speak out
My friend asked the leaders of these two units, and their reply was: They want to investigate the Wu Shui case to the end, find out the inside story and background, and then completely expose it! Tell me: What is there?
What’s the background and inside story? Why are you being targeted by these two mouthpiece units?”
Lei Yiming was completely dumbfounded now.
He didn't know how he answered his old superior in the end. After hanging up the phone, he stood blankly in the box. Although the central air-conditioning heating effect of the box was very good, there were still streams of cold sweat on his forehead.
When he came out, his body shivered as if he was afraid of the cold...