Upon receiving news of Ruan Xianxian's attack, Fan Caicai rode her 26-inch women's bicycle, the pedals sending sparks flying, and the wind nearly turned her nearsighted glasses into sunglasses perched on her forehead.
When he saw Ruan Xianxian, who looked like a female bandit, step on a thug with one foot and was not injured at all, almost snapped the brakes.
He finally understood why Old Zhao had such a solemn expression when he sent him to Heilongjiang Province as a liaison officer. It wasn't that the mission was the problem, but that the person who was doing the mission was the problem.
He took a deep breath, put on his glasses which had fallen onto his forehead, straightened his disheveled clothes, and stepped forward to take over the thug.
His technique was skillful, and his movements were many times more professional than those of Ruan Xianxian, who came from a self-taught background.
"I suspect he's a foreign spy sent to assassinate me." The guy looked grave and fearful.
"The more inconspicuous and insignificant a person is, the higher the probability of a successful assassination."
See, even my professional liaison didn't take it seriously, let alone strangers.
The thug stared, mouth agape, looking utterly stunned. An enemy agent? Him?
Realizing what was happening, he loudly protested, "I'm not! I'm just an ordinary person who was instructed by someone, and I didn't even take any benefits. I just wanted to teach you a lesson."
"You've got it wrong, you've got it wrong. I'm really not an enemy spy."
His tone grew increasingly serious, "Listen, he also has a mastermind who has an upstream contact."
Fan Caicai's attitude suddenly turned serious. She grabbed the man's large hand and twisted it so hard that the thug, who was almost twisted into a pretzel, was in so much pain that he couldn't even scream.
He quickly analyzed the information in his mind. The data said that Nguyen Hun Hun had recently prevented a serious sabotage plot by an island nation in the provincial capital.
It's highly likely that she's being targeted by enemy agents for retaliation.
He took out the shackles and rope from his pocket and tied the thug to a tree to ensure he couldn't escape. Then he rode his bicycle to the village office and rushed there to call for help.
Looking at Fan Caicai, who refused to listen to any explanation and rode off on her bicycle, the thug was on the verge of tears. "I really am not an enemy agent."
"If you're not an enemy agent, why are you attacking me?"
Thug: "I'm being instructed by someone to teach you a lesson."
Ruan Xianxian: "Are you acting under the direction of a foreign organization?"
Thug: ...
He couldn't help but wonder if Cao Mingxu, who had instructed him, was actually an enemy agent.
Ruan Xianxian hinted, "Keep your excuses for when you face the police."
As soon as the police arrived, the thug spilled the beans, explaining who had instructed him, what he was sent there to do, and what benefits he had been promised afterwards…
They didn't use any interrogation methods to question him; he told everything himself.
The policewoman I met last time pulled the rope. Having seen many bad guys, she was better at distinguishing truth from falsehood than Fan Caicai, which pleased me.
The thug, nicknamed "Eel," was a cunning and ruthless criminal in the county. He had arrested people several times, but was released after being detained for a period of time due to insufficient evidence. This time, he finally couldn't escape.
Cao Mingxu, who hadn't left his workplace for 24 hours and was going to and from get off work according to his usual schedule, was arrested at his workplace.
He was still in a daze when two policemen dragged him out of the county office. Only after interrogation did they learn that he had been caught because he had asked someone to teach a female educated youth a lesson for his younger brother.
Despite repeated interrogations and presented with witnesses and physical evidence, Cao Mingxu still refused to implicate his brother.
He made it clear that he was simply dragging his only relative down with him, not to mention that his younger brother might still have a chance to salvage the situation by pulling strings.
Cao Mingxu committed far more evil deeds than this one.
He accepted bribes to facilitate his activities, used illegal means to seize private residences, and colluded with multiple criminal gangs in the city.
Each and every one of these incidents, once interrogated, would be enough to make him eat peanuts.
His younger brother, on whom he had placed high hopes, was not only without connections, but also in dire straits himself, and was ordered to be suspended from his post and investigated by county officials who were eager to find him.
...
On this sunny day, with no more excuses to be lazy, Ruan Xianxian carried a hoe and worked hard in the field.
He took a sip of water and spat it out at the squad leader.
This guy said she was strong and assigned her to rag the field. If I don't spit on him, who should I spit on?
While Gangzi was being chased around by Ruan Xianxian, cursing and swearing all the way... a piece of news and a transfer order shocked the entire Pingtou Brigade.
Li Dazui's incredulous voice was like a thunderclap from a clear sky, "What? The brigade leader has been promoted to commune director?"
A buzzing sound of discussion rose from the fields.
"Really? Why so suddenly? I didn't hear a thing!"
"The transfer order has already been issued, how could it be fake?"
They spread the word, and before long, half the village knew. Suddenly, someone's expression changed, and after hesitating for a long time, he asked the question.
"What will we do if Lao Xiang leaves? Who will be the village head?"
The team member Mo stepped down from his post and went to the commune, so Hu Bin is the most likely successor.
The old man suddenly recalled the dark days when the Hu family was the village chief. They had to hand over village fees every now and then, and villagers had to give a gift when any member of the Hu family got married.
People are divided into different classes. There are benefits to attaching yourself to and getting close to the Hu family, but once you express dissatisfaction or objection, you will face endless targeting and suppression.
Looking at the team members who had been found, each talking back and forth about what would happen to them in the future, their words carrying a hint of blame...
Xiang Hongjun smirked. He had sacrificed so much over the years and really didn't want things to end badly, but he couldn't help but say something sarcastic.
"Isn't my leaving the position of battalion commander what you wanted?"
The team members were speechless.
There was that particularly shameless smirk: "We were just joking, and you're making a big deal out of it."
Where there are scoundrels, there are also reasonable people. Several elderly villagers, upon hearing the news, came over, supported by their younger relatives.
The old man's face was full of satisfaction and regret. "Come on, Pingtou Village has developed very well under your leadership. This was not your obligation. Come on, go out and have a look."
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