Shen Tongsheng told him: "Yu Xiaoyan has always refused to confess. We have tried every possible means. She insisted that she saw the news in the newspaper in her previous life. Apart from that, there is no other explanation.

She also said some nonsense that we couldn't believe, but judging from her behavior, I personally don't think she was lying.

You also know that the world is so big that there are all kinds of wonders. People who are reborn must have seen it before.

I also asked her where her parents and brother were. She said that her brother went abroad in the 1980s and never came back. Her parents also went abroad after retirement, leaving her alone in China.

If what Yu Xiaoyan said is true, then we cannot rule out the suspicion of Yu Zhiqing.

Why did he arrange for his son to go abroad? What was a trade union official doing abroad? He also went abroad after retirement and certainly never came back.

This is even more suspicious.

Two days later, people from the Federation of Trade Unions arrived.

Wang Qiang led a group of people to receive the guests, while Fu Haozhe stood behind the group with almost no sense of presence.

In front was Yu Zhiqing, a man in his forties, dressed neatly and cleanly, who looked 50% like Yu Xiaoyan, chatting and laughing.

"The comrades in the chemical plant are in good spirits! They are all full of energy, which is very good. In order for our workers to be able to work without any worries, our union must play the role of a housekeeper. Manage well..."

He blah blah blah said a lot of high-sounding words, and everyone below smiled, nodded and responded in cooperation, as if they were listening to a work report.

After the routine speech, Yu Zhiqing sat down, accompanied by Wang Qiang and his group, while Fu Haozhe stood far away.

The reception room was not an auditorium, so he didn't need to stare at it carefully. Just a glance occasionally would be enough.

On the surface, Yu Zhiqing gives people a very friendly feeling. It seems that he can chat with anyone and he can easily handle people of all ages.

This is also a kind of skill. It is easy to grasp people at all levels, to easily grasp their mentality and emotions, and to say a few very appropriate words that make people feel comfortable.

This skill requires practice and cannot be achieved overnight.

The Municipal Federation of Trade Unions is also a government functional department. Those who can work there are basically people from the military. I don’t know which military unit Yu Zhiqing served in before.

He should be a civilian. What the Federation of Trade Unions needs are civilian personnel. Those who are not civilians basically go to the Public Security Bureau or the Armed Forces Department after retirement.

Even though he had some doubts in his heart, he still couldn't see any problems with Yu Zhiqing.

He hid very well, almost perfectly. Even if the most powerful person came, it would be difficult to find anything from him.

But Fu Haozhe firmly believes that the more perfect a person is, the more problems he or she has.

Wang Qiang chatted with him for a while, and Yu Zhiqing suddenly changed the subject: "I heard that your factory is rehearsing for the New Year's Day cultural performance? Can we go and have a look? The workers' enthusiasm is worth encouraging!"

Hearing this, Fu Haozhe's eyebrows moved slightly. The important link has come, and he must be very alert. He wanted to see how Yu Zhiqing contacted Ji Chuan, the floor sweeper, and passed the information in front of everyone.

Judging from Yu Zhiqing's initiative to ask to go to the rehearsal auditorium, his problems had just been revealed.

Fu Haozhe breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved. No wonder Yu Xiaoyan told him the specific location and time of the explosion. She must have got the information from Yu Zhiqing.

Yu Xiaoyan: “…”

No, I didn’t. I just saw it in the newspaper in my previous life. Why don’t you believe me?

Following behind everyone, Fu Haozhe was busy doing this and that, but he kept an eye on Yu Zhiqing's every move from the corner of his eye.

When he walked to the right aisle, Yu Zhiqing paused, looked up and pointed to a slightly damaged wall: "This place needs to be repaired. It can't be left like this. It's too ugly."

Wang Qiang nodded and said, "Yes, yes, I will definitely arrange for someone to repair it."

"Well! Very good." Yu Zhiqing pointed to a window with broken glass not far away and said, "The weather is cold, the windows cannot leak air, otherwise the comrades will catch a cold easily when watching the performance. We are the housekeepers of the workers, and we have to consider everything for them."

"Yes, yes, I've got that." Wang Qiang's attitude was humble and respectful, which was very different from his usual self.

Fu Haozhe knew very well that Yu Zhiqing was doing this to pave the way for his next move.

Maybe, next, he would find a few broken seats. These seats must be within the range of Ji Chuan's cleaning.

Just as I was thinking about Ji Chuan, I saw him cleaning in a corner. Yu Zhiqing walked into the auditorium and the workers on the stage were rehearsing a chorus.

"The wind is howling, the horses are neighing, the Yellow River is roaring, the Yellow River is roaring..."

Most people who came in would be attracted by the singing on the stage, and all eyes would be focused on the stage. However, Yu Zhiqing was the only one who didn't do that. He glanced at Ji Chuan in the corner.

Ji Chuan made several quick gestures with his left hand.

Fu Haozhe saw clearly that Ji Chuanbi's numbers were three, six, and nine.

Yu Zhiqing lit a cigarette and sat down, as if he was enjoying the rehearsal on the stage.

He took two puffs of the cigarette and it choked him so much that he kept coughing.

"Cough cough cough! Cough cough cough!..."

Wang Qiang brought him a glass of water like a flatterer and handed it to him: "Director Yu! Are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay." Yu Zhiqing coughed very quickly and violently, and his voice was a little hoarse. "I coughed too quickly and choked."

After saying this, he seemed a little angry and threw the cigarette butt away.

"No more smoking, no more smoking."

The cigarette was just lit and he took one or two puffs, leaving a long piece of it. Ji Chuan saw it and immediately walked over.

In the eyes of others, he was working and keeping the auditorium clean, but in the eyes of Fu Haozhe, he and Yu Zhiqing were passing information.

There must be something hidden in that unfinished cigarette.

Yu Zhiqing glanced at Ji Chuan casually, and when he saw him pick up the cigarette butt he had thrown away and put it in his pocket, a hint of relief flashed in his eyes.

After watching the rehearsal for a while, he checked the seats, and then, as if casually looking around, he pointed out chairs 3, 6, and 9, which were closest to the center of the auditorium.

"I'm afraid these three chairs are broken. You have to pay attention. The people sitting in the front and back rows are all leaders of the chemical plant. It's a rare opportunity to come to see a performance on New Year's Day. We can't let them sit on broken chairs!

If you are short on funds, don't repair it and just leave it empty. If you have money, hire someone to repair it."

Before Wang Qiang could say anything, Ji Chuan volunteered and said, "I can repair this chair. If you trust me, just let me do it!"

No one present thought there was anything wrong, but Fu Haozhe noticed that the situation was unusual.

There is something wrong with Yu Zhiqing, a big problem.

He came to the chemical plant not to inspect the work, but to meet with Ji Chuan.