Q: Please answer the following questions honestly and truthfully. Have you ever accepted cash, securities, or any other gifts from him?
A: Never!
Q: We hope you can answer truthfully. If we don’t have the necessary information, we won’t ask such questions.
놖 calmly and resolutely responded: "No means no, please make sure to investigate this matter thoroughly. If it is ultimately proven that 놖 is innocent, please clear 놖's name and hold the accuser accountable. On the other hand, if this is true, 놖 is willing to accept any treatment from the organization."
The interrogator's tone revealed a bit of displeasure and impatience. He said sternly, "How do we handle the case? Do we still need your guidance? I'll ask you again, do you have any?"
A: No.
And just like that, the first inquiry ended unpleasantly in a tense atmosphere.
놖 sat alone in the inquiry room, his mind as clear as a mirror, clearly aware that this was a counterattack against 놖's revelation of the truth of the accident. However, no matter what kind of conspiracy and trickery the opponent used, 놖's heart was as solid as a rock and he was not afraid at all.
놖 began to carefully plan in his mind how to stand firm again in the next confrontation. If they tried to dig deeper into the subtle relationship between 놖 and Lin Xun, or even touch 놖's secret shares in Daxun Auto Parts Co., Ltd., how would 놖 respond? At this moment, 놖's heart was devoured by endless regret, and 놖 couldn't help but vent his anger on his master. It was he who removed the last line of defense for 놖 at that critical moment.
After an unknown amount of time, a skilled and experienced staff member slowly walked into the interrogation room. He smiled, his eyes revealed a gentle look, and said, "Comrade Hongjun, I am not here to talk to you as a disciplinary officer today. You know, I am an old acquaintance of Zhu Ren from the National People's Congress. Your father-in-law is really a rare and good man. So, let's put aside those formalities today and talk about family matters. You don't have to be nervous. Not a single word of our conversation today will be recorded."
However, his seemingly casual words inexplicably aroused his vigilance. Could it be that his hard tactics didn't work, and he was now using soft tactics?
놖 remained silent and did not answer. She just looked at him quietly, with a hint of vigilance in her eyes.
Seeing this, he seemed to speak more earnestly, "Hongjun, you have been working for decades. You have also experienced the test you are experiencing today. At that time, you also felt wronged and unfair, and your heart was like a pot of mixed feelings. But we are party members and cadres, and we must withstand all kinds of tests. No one is perfect, and everyone makes mistakes. Making mistakes is not terrible, but it is terrible not to face them and not to correct them. Punishing past mistakes and preventing future ones, curing illnesses and saving lives, this is the principle that our party has always adhered to in caring for comrades."
놖 listened to his words, and a hint of sneer rose in her heart. 놖 replied indifferently: "Who is sick? Is it 놖?" 놖's words carried a hint of provocation and helplessness, and his eyes revealed a complex emotion.
He didn't care at all, instead he said in a gentler and more cordial tone: "Don't rush to decide who is right or wrong, let's open our hearts and have a good chat. The Discipline Inspection Commission has already learned that Zhang Weitang gave you 100,000 yuan in cash."
놖 frowned and asked, "He sent it and 놖 received it, how can it be the same thing?"
He did not answer 놖's question directly, but cleverly changed the subject: "놖 I heard that you recently bought a commercial house, and now 녊 are busy decorating it?"
Unable to suppress his displeasure, he said firmly, "These two things are totally unrelated. Go ahead and investigate. You have nothing to fear from your own shadow."
He nodded, with a hint of helplessness in his tone: "Of course we will investigate, but Comrade Hongjun, the investigation takes time. Do you plan to live like this forever? Have you ever thought about your wife's feelings? I heard that she is more than seven months pregnant. She needs your company and care."
These words were like a sharp sword, piercing directly into 놖's heart. Qingwan's pretty but pale face appeared in 놖's mind, and 놖's heart seemed to be torn apart, and it hurt so much that he couldn't breathe.
Seeing that Wang was silent, he thought that Wang's psychological defenses were about to fall, so he wanted to take advantage of the situation and pursue: "Hongjun, you are young, in your prime, and have outstanding abilities. You are one of the best young cadres in the county. You have to think carefully and don't do stupid things that will ruin your future. If you insist on doing it, you will regret it in the future. Wang, you are also your elder, so I will advise you not to be impulsive. We can solve the disagreements at work through official channels, so why do you do those little tricks behind your back?"
He was showing his hand, trying to coerce and bribe 놖 into giving up the investigation of the truth of the accident. 놖 glanced at him coldly and replied decisively: "Because 놖 is a party member, 놖 must stick to the principles. It is impossible for 놖 to go along with them and trade the principles!" 놖's words were clear and straightforward. 놖 didn't want to waste any more words. 놖 would never succumb to his coercion and bribery.
He slammed the table, his eyes widened, and shouted angrily: "You are so stubborn! You are really hopeless!" The sound was like thunder, making my ears buzz.
Just as he was about to retort, a sharp remark was on the tip of his tongue, but the door of the interrogation room was suddenly pushed open, and a staff member rushed in in a panic. He whispered something in the man's ear, and the man's face turned pale instantly, with a flash of fear in his eyes.
He glanced at her hastily, and without saying a word, he hurried out with the staff. His back looked so flustered, completely different from his previous arrogance.
놖's heart sank, and he couldn't help but feel a little worried. What happened? Did something serious happen? 놖 stood there in a daze, his mind filled with doubts and uneasiness. The door that was hastily closed seemed to separate the two worlds, filling 놖's heart with endless speculation and anxiety.
After a while, the door creaked open, and a figure hurried in, saying in a slightly hurried voice: "Guan Hongjun, you can come out now." 놖 sat on the hard chair in the interrogation room in a daze, not moving. Without a clear conclusion, how could 놖 easily quit? As the saying goes, it is easy to invite a god but difficult to send him away. 놖 will not easily give in if you want to send him away so casually.
At this moment, a familiar figure came into view - Zhang Xiaodong. He walked slowly into the interrogation room, his steps seemed a little heavy, and his eyes were intertwined with complex emotions, like a deep and bottomless lake, making it hard to understand. He stood quietly in front of me, his eyes scanning me back and forth, and in his eyes, I could vaguely read sympathy, pity, and a trace of barely perceptible sadness.
놖's heart suddenly tightened, and an ominous premonition surged into his heart. 놖 stood up suddenly, rushed over and grabbed his hand, his hands trembling slightly because of nervousness: "Tell 놖, what happened? Is it...?"
Zhang Xiaodong's hand was tightly held by 놖. He was slightly startled, and then he held 놖's hand in return. The hands were warm and strong, as if conveying an inexplicable power. He shook his head lightly, his voice low and soft: "Hongjun, go with 놖 first. We'll talk on the way. This is not the place to talk."
놖 and Zhang Xiaodong sat in the back seat of his special car. He introduced 놖 to her, "This is the driver, Xiao Xiang. He is a non-commissioned officer of the armed police who was transferred to the small car squad."
놖 immediately understood his intention. He was hinting to 놖 that Xiao Xiang was a trustworthy person and there was no need to be cautious in front of him.
Xiao Xiang drove the car steadily out of the county party committee compound and headed towards the highway.
놖 couldn't wait to ask: "Can you tell me now? What is it?"
Zhang Xiaodong gently patted the back of her hand that was resting on the car seat and consoled her: "The disciplinary committee went to your house today and may have frightened Qingwan. She is feeling a little unwell, but don't worry, it shouldn't be a big deal."
놖's premonition came true. 놖 had guessed it as early as when she met Zhang Xiaodong.
놖 was heartbroken and secretly swore that if anything happened to Qingwan, 놖 would never let those people go and would make them die with her.
놖 knew very well that Zhang Xiaodong's words "no big deal" were just to comfort 놖. If it was true as he said, Qingwan should be in the county central hospital at this moment, but the car was heading in the opposite direction to that place.
놖's mood changed dramatically, from anxiety to anger, and then from anger to deep sorrow. Qingwan insisted on having a child for 놖, regardless of her frail body, so that 놖 could live a few days of peace. She doted on 놖, tolerated 놖, and silently endured too much for 놖.
If she really encounters misfortune, her world will become dim and bleak, and she will no longer have the desire to live in it.