Siheyuan, my new life

Secretary Qiao hurried into the office with a few documents. Although he felt that the atmosphere in the office was a bit unusual, he still asked: "Secretary, the documents for Comrade Lin Pengcheng's martyr recognition have been processed."

Secretary Chai said weakly: "It's too late. The relevant department's Beijing headquarters has directly handled the martyr recognition procedures for Comrade Lin Pengcheng."

Everyone felt even more disappointed after hearing this. Apparently the matter had already been reported to the capital, and they believed that people from relevant departments would soon intervene in the investigation. Everyone was now glaring at the dispirited Deputy Secretary Fan fiercely.

If it were a normal time, no one would be so annoyed, but recently news came from the capital that the authorities intend to change Tianjin into the capital of Hebei Province.

When they heard the news, everyone present contacted people everywhere, hoping to confirm its authenticity.

After all, this is a major event that concerns the vital interests of these people. You should know that last year eleven municipalities were downgraded to provincial cities. Together with Jinling City which was downgraded in 1953, a total of twelve former municipalities have been downgraded.

Once Tianjin is downgraded, the administrative levels of these people will be directly affected and will be adjusted accordingly, unless they can be transferred to other corresponding units or departments before the official downgrade. Therefore, even Secretary Chai began to contact his old comrades and leaders in Beijing, trying to confirm the authenticity of the news, and at the same time he was also trying to start looking for a suitable position.

After all, nothing can come out of nothing. In fact, these people have already been mentally prepared for this, so most of the people present here have been urgently contacting matters related to this recently.

However, if at this critical moment, the higher-ups send people to investigate the leadership team of Tianjin, don’t even think about handling the matter or contacting the transfer unit. Everything will have to stop and you will have to accept the investigation honestly. Otherwise, if you are discovered by the higher-ups, you will probably be accused of countless crimes.

As for hoping that the higher authorities will not intervene in the investigation, that is wishful thinking. Since the relevant departments' headquarters in Beijing have already learned about the matter, they must intervene first, because the relevant departments in Tianjin have promptly provided the Tianjin city with an investigation report on Comrade Lin Pengcheng's sacrifice, but the Tianjin city used such a far-fetched excuse to delay the recognition of Comrade Lin Pengcheng as a revolutionary martyr, which is questioning the accuracy of the investigation report of the relevant departments in Tianjin. In order to maintain the authority of the relevant departments, the headquarters of the relevant departments in Beijing will definitely conduct a thorough investigation of the matter from the beginning.

Now Secretary Chai and several other deputy secretaries are eager to eat Deputy Secretary Fan, who is making trouble out of nothing, alive. Although the final investigation results will definitely show that Deputy Secretary Fan, the instigator, will bear the main responsibility, they will also not be able to escape the result of being held accountable. After all, when Deputy Secretary Fan made that ridiculous excuse, these people present did not make any public statements to express their clear opposition, but instead adopted a tacit attitude. This alone makes them unshirkable responsibilities, especially Secretary Chai, as the leader of the Tianjin leadership team, did not stick to principles, but instead condoned Deputy Secretary Fan's erroneous remarks. I am afraid that the treatment he will receive in the end will not necessarily be less severe than Deputy Secretary Fan.

Now everyone is disheartened. All previous efforts have come to nothing. Even if they are given the lightest punishment of a warning, they will lose the chance of transfer.

For a moment, there was a dead silence in the office. No one was in the mood to speak. They just smoked silently. Secretary Qiao didn't dare to stay here any longer. He quickly took the materials and quietly left the office. He had to deal with the documents he had just finished.

In a single room of Jinmen City Hospital, Boss Sun, who was shot in the chest by Lin Pengcheng, was lying unconscious on the hospital bed. He had successfully completed the operation. After more than two hours of emergency rescue, the doctor removed the bullet from his chest. This guy was really lucky. The bullet hit a bone in his chest and was stuck firmly in the bone gap. It did not enter the chest cavity and injure the heart.

At this time, two personnel from the relevant department were standing outside the door smoking. This was a special ward, which was originally a storage room of less than ten square meters. It was used to store some sundries, so there were no windows. It was only slightly modified later and used for some special patients.

At this time, Boss Sun's hands and feet were fixed to the bed, so the people from the relevant departments only needed to guard the door.

However, a scene beyond ordinary people's imagination happened quietly in this special ward. A white finger suddenly appeared out of thin air at the position of Boss Sun's head and gently pressed on his forehead. After a while, the finger suddenly disappeared.

In an ordinary house in Hongqiao District of Tianjin, two middle-aged men in their forties, one fat and one thin, were sitting opposite each other. There were several dishes on the square table in the middle. The two men were drinking and talking in low voices.

The fat man sighed: "Sun Liancheng is such a loser, he even failed to catch a drunkard. Not only did he get shot, but he also lost a brother."

The thin man took a sip of white wine and whispered, "Stationmaster, Sun Liancheng is now in the hands of the relevant departments. Should we hurry up and move him? I don't believe he can hold his tongue and not give us away."

The fat man showed a grim smile on his face: "Don't worry, thanks to the fact that I arranged a move in the hospital in advance. It was originally to ensure that if any of our brothers were injured, there would be someone to treat them. I didn't expect it to play a role at this critical moment today."

The thin man asked curiously: "Stationmaster, please tell me what happened. I have packed my things and prepared to move to another place. If I hadn't received your notice, I would have been in the safe house by now."

The fat man lit a cigarette, took a puff and then said: "I have given an order to the people arranged in the hospital before. If one of our people falls into the hands of the relevant departments and goes to the hospital for treatment, find a way to make this person shut up. Brother, don't blame your brother for being cruel. We are on the edge of a knife. Once we are caught, even if we take the initiative to explain the problem, we will still be shot in the end. You have to know that those of us who were left behind to lurk, who doesn't have blood on his hands? Especially the blood of the Red Party members. So we must be extra careful at ordinary times, otherwise if we are caught, there is only one way out, and that is death."

Seeing the thin man sighing softly with a not very good look on his face, the fat man comforted him: "Brother, don't think too much. We are living in the present moment. I was originally planning to use Lin Pengcheng to exchange for the recipe and some finished products of Guben Peiyuan Decoction from his son, and then we brothers would just run away. It's a pity that Sun Liancheng would ruin our good deeds."