A week later, the shooting training and competition organized by the security department of Hongqi Factory officially began. Although many cadres and employees did not know how to use guns, Hongqi Factory still maintained a military structure, so the shooting training was not limited to armed personnel in the security department. Some demobilized soldiers, including cadres and employees, could sign up to participate in order to improve the overall military quality of Hongqi Factory. This was also a requirement of the Provincial Military Industry Bureau and the Ministry of Ordnance.
In previous shooting training and competitions, Qiu Jingwen participated every year, and his shooting results have always been excellent. What others do not know is that Qiu Jingwen adopted a conservative attitude in shooting training and competitions every year and did not achieve his best results. When he was young, he joined the secret service training class and his shooting results were always known for hitting the target every time. That's why Liu Han said that he was born to be a secret agent.
When Liang Damin saw that Qiu Jingwen was not on the shooting list, he took the initiative to call Qiu Jingwen: "Old Qiu, are you not participating in the shooting competition this year?"
"Old Liang, why is this year's competition scheduled for August? We're currently doing maintenance work, we don't have much time."
Qiu Jingwen asked this because the shooting training was held every year in the spring, sometimes in March, sometimes in April. Liang Damin explained to him: "Old Qiu, this is to keep up with the revolutionary situation. The investigation team has entered the factory, and enemy agents are getting restless, so I reported the situation to Old Zhou and agreed to hold a shooting training. We submitted a report to the Provincial Military Industry Bureau a week ago, and the training bullets have been approved and are already in storage."
"I think I'll pass. I won't participate."
Qiu Jingwen felt it was better to keep a low profile. He had been through a lot, and rumors about him being a spy and a criminal had circulated in the factory. Although he had returned to the factory now and dispelled many people's doubts, he still felt it was inappropriate to participate in the shooting competition. Besides, the maintenance work was at its busiest time.
"Old Qiu, you participate every year and always do very well. Why aren't you participating this year? Doesn't it make people think you're avoiding something? Besides, Shao Jian and Wu Dinghuai, those police officers, also want to join in the fun. Xiao Wu and Zhao Le, along with a few other young comrades from the county public security bureau, are also participating in our training and competition."
Qiu Jingwen didn't understand why Liang Damin insisted on dragging him into training and competitions, but after Liang Damin's explanation, he felt that Liang Damin's reminder wasn't without merit. He participated in shooting competitions every year, but this year so many things had happened; wouldn't not participating give some people the wrong impression that he was intentionally avoiding something?
"Okay, count me in. You can fill in the list for me."
"Once you've registered, you have to participate; you can't back out."
"Unless there are special circumstances, there will definitely be no problem."
After hanging up, Liang Damin stood by the phone for a while, bewildered. He himself didn't understand why he had made that call, why he had insisted on dragging Qiu Jingwen into shooting training and competitions. To be honest, the turn of events—Qiu Jingwen being taken to the police station by Shao Jian and then released after only two days—was completely incomprehensible to Liang Damin. He didn't understand what Shao Jian was really up to.
When Qiu Jingwen surrendered himself, Liang Damin was there. He admitted to being an enemy agent and the murderer of Liu Han. However, it didn't take more than a few days before Shao Jian released him. This was unbelievable and defied common sense.
Of course, Liang Damin, who was able to become the head of the security department and was also a veteran, had considered the possibility that Qiu Jingwen might have been turned to the enemy. However, he still couldn't accept it. After all, according to the class distinctions at the time, Qiu Jingwen was an enemy agent. Even if he had been turned to the enemy, he shouldn't have returned to the factory so quickly. At the very least, there should have been time and a process for him to receive education and punishment.
After confirming Qiu Jingwen's identity as a member of the Secret Service and the murderer, Liang Damin recalled Qiu Jingwen's performance in the annual shooting competition. Now he understood that Qiu Jingwen, who had never served in the military or held a gun, had, in his memory, scored several terrifying ten-ring scores in his first shooting training session. At the time, Qiu Jingwen explained to him that it was just a lucky guess. Now, thinking about it, Qiu Jingwen was a special agent who had come from the Secret Service's training course, so his marksmanship must have been excellent. Although Qiu Jingwen never hit the ten-ring again, Liang Damin now believed that it was the result of Qiu Jingwen's disguise.
That day in the investigation team's office, Qiu Jingwen's identity was exposed, completely overturning Liang Damin's understanding.
"This guy is such a show-off."
Thinking back on many things, Liang Damin cursed inwardly. He lit a cigarette, struck a match, and then rode his bicycle to the guesthouse.
Wu Dinghuai and Zhao Le, along with several other police officers, were also going to participate in shooting training. He could understand that, after all, young people don't have many opportunities to fire a gun, and shooting can sometimes be addictive. Except for Shao Jian, all the other young people signed up, and it was agreed that each person would only have ten bullets.
After noting down the names, Shao Jian dismissed Wu Dinghuai and the other young officers, saying he needed to speak with Liang Damin privately. As soon as the young men left, Liang Damin offered Shao Jian a cigarette, and they each lit one.
Shao Jian took a couple of puffs of his cigarette, looked at Liang Damin, and asked, "Old Liang, have you always had many questions in your heart?"
"Director Shao, are you referring to Qiu Jingwen?"
"Yes, is there anything you want to ask?"
"Didn't Lao Qiu turn himself in? Why did you release him so quickly? Did you try to win him over?"
"Now that you've thought of it, why are you still doubting it?"
"Even if we try to win him over, we can't just let him go so quickly."
"Old Liang, I sorted it out later and had Wu Dinghuai investigate Qiu Jingwen's workshop. I found that on the morning Liu Han was murdered, Qiu Jingwen didn't go home at all. He slept in the workshop office on duty and didn't leave the factory gate. Of course, it's not that he didn't have the opportunity to go out. He could have gone out without going through the factory gate, but that would have been very risky."
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