Repugnant Gateway

Yesterday Wan Zongjie gave Du Shou a slap in the face, and An Zheng struck back three.

But Anzheng was not angry, not at all. After going back, An Zheng suddenly thought of one thing ... Wan Zongjie had no guilt with himself, why should he target himself? Why do you want to give yourself a Mawei.

Then An Zheng thought of what Wan Zongjie said. He had been a prosecutor in the arrest department for many years.

But it was because the town governor made that seat.

An Zheng sat on the chair and glanced at his staff: "I am not a qualified leader. I haven't been here for a long time to say hello to you. I didn't take the matter of the arresting department seriously, you I may have scolded me in private ... It ’s okay, do n’t let me hear it in the future. Although I ’m not familiar with you, I do n’t know any of them, but you are my people anyway. From now on, I will come to the arrest department every day. Now. "

He looked at the spy guards of the police department looking at each other.

"Prefer not to say?"

He picked up a book on the table and threw it to the nearest person: "Write down, I haven't been in the arresting department these days, and anyone has come to bully you. Zhu Xiaojian has not been in the arresting department these days. , So some people dare not contact me directly or Zhu Zhuji, so you have to come to your trouble. If you are a group of guys who dare not speak up even if you are bullied, then you can leave me now . "

An Zheng closed his eyes and tilted his legs on the table.

It did n’t take long for the man who took the book to grind his teeth and threw the book on the ground. He stood up and said aloud: "Your prosecutor is right. You are an unqualified prosecutor. None of us actually followed the company. The people in the seats are raised from the sub-bureaus of the local police department. In other words, we are all prepared for you. "

"After Master Dai became Master Dai, the old man who followed him was promoted and transferred away. The people in this first bureau were all summoned by the Master for you. We thought that after arriving in Yancheng Show your fists, you can do something with the prosecutor. But we did not expect that after arriving at the headquarters of the Division of Investigation, we were in a mess all day long, and we did not even do a serious thing. You know what other people in the department said Did they say that we are a group of wastes that do not shit. "

As soon as he opened his mouth, the others were excited.

A young spy guard who looked like he was in his twenties said with a red face: "Prosecutor, these days, especially the people over Wan Zongjie, have come here every day to find something. Waste. If we were the old man in the stall at the beginning, would they dare scold me? "

"That's not because of bullying."

"Not just the people over Wan Zongjie, the people in other prosecution bins see us as if they were watching a group of homeless people."

Once they opened their mouths, they couldn't take it away like the flood that broke the dike. An Zheng kept listening with his eyes closed, and every name mentioned was recorded in his mind.

"Who scolded you for taking poops and not shit?"

An Zheng opened his eyes and asked.

At this moment, An Zheng had already understood Zhu Xiaojian's painstaking efforts. He was not simply transferring people to promote his old talents. These young spy guards are the elite of Zhu Xiaojian's transfer from the branch of the police department under the administration of Bai Shengjun, and they have nothing to do with the people at the headquarters of the Yancheng police department. These people are all cronies prepared by Zhu Xiaojian for An Zheng.

No factions, no background, no backing.

Their faction is an argument, their background is an argument, and their backing is still an argument.

"Yes ... there was a prosecutor schoolmaster over Wan Zongjie, who surprised Bird Fei. This person also came the day before yesterday, carrying a basket of rotten eggs and all fell to the door, saying that the smell of these rotten eggs matches us well, We are even worse than rotten eggs. "

An Zheng uttered: "Is the rotten egg?"

"Ok……"

"That's it."

An Zheng stood up, stretched his clothes, and walked out with his hands behind his back.

"How many are on duty in this first branch today?"

"There are sixty-eight in total, and the rest are borrowed by the other bins. We have no serious position in our body. Those other bin prosecutors will be able to press us without coming. You will be buckled up with a big hat that defies your boss ’orders. Master prosecutor, you do n’t know ... how they humiliated us."

"If we were transferred, if we could do some serious things, it was just the day before yesterday that Fei Fei threw a basket of rotten eggs in the yard, and said that he would send 30 of us to help investigate the case. Way, there is not even one person at the rank of prosecutor, our positions are all ordinary spy guards, there is no way to resist, and we have to choose 30 people to follow him ... As a result, he let these 30 people, ten Go to them to clean up the toilet, ten to clean the yard, ten to wash their clothes. "

The young man's eyes were red when he talked about the excitement.

"You are the first to come forward and say, what is your name."

"Returning to the Lord, the subordinate is Fang Wendi, who was transferred from the Sulan County Police Department."

"Sulan County ..."

"My subordinates have done things with adults, but the adults can't remember it. When I was in Yishui Lake, I saw you."

An Zheng laughed bitterly in his heart, and this Zhu proofreader really used his mind.

"Bring the chair over."

An Zheng gave a command, and then strode out. Sixty spy guards from the First Branch followed, and Fang Wendi followed An Zheng with a chair. These people are all in a heavy mood, and they don't know what adults are going to do. Only Du's skinny face was gloating, because he knew that Anzheng was going to go up, and it wouldn't be a normal uproar.

Arriving in the large courtyard of the Division of Enforcement, An Zheng let Fang Wendi put the chair in the middle of the courtyard. An Zheng sat down on the chair and pointed to the flower bed not far away.

"Insert a incense and light it up. Then you will call me back the people who borrowed from other bins. Within a scent of incense, I would like to know which bin will not let people."

These people looked at each other, and although their faces were ugly, they were all dispersed. Yi Hongxiang's time is actually not very long, not to mention there is a dull and thin blow from the side that looks dull and not too much.

After a few minutes, people came back one after another, and there were more and more people in the big courtyard. By the time the incense was almost burned out, there were already more than 200 people in the yard. There were 366 spy guards in the first branch, all transferred to Yancheng by Zhu Xiaoan. At the end of Yixiang, at least one third of them did not return.

An Zheng opened his eyes, just as the incense fell off a little bit at last, and the incense went out.

"How many people did not come back?"

"Go back to Master, I have just returned a few more, but 98 people have not returned yet. Thirty of them are on the side of Prosecutor Wan Zongjie, thirty are on the side of the new prosecutor of Helian, and fifteen are on Dou Chunfen. The prosecutor's side. The rest is to go to the Weiran Palace on duty and will not be able to come back at night. "

"Are you sure you sent the news to the three prosecutors?"

"Ok, it's all delivered."

"Oh, since people don't want to send people back, I'll bring them back."

An Zheng got up and asked where Wan Zongjie's third branch was, and he walked over there with his hands in his pockets. The spy guards of the first branch were excited one by one, and subconsciously followed An to walk away.

At the entrance of the third branch, An Zheng beckoned to move the chair over. He carried the chair up the stairs and sat down at the main entrance of the third branch.

A person wearing ordinary spy-guard clothing walked over quickly, and after looking at An Zheng, he wanted to say a few words, but after being glanced at by An Zheng, he counseled, and quickly came over and leaned over and clenched his fist: What's the matter? "

"Wan Zongjie?"

"Senior prosecutor took someone out to investigate the case. There are not many people left in this yard today."

An Zheng oh loudly.

"A few."

"Counting me, there are probably fewer than twenty people left behind."

"Then take it away."

An Zheng reached out and pointed forward: "Return all the spy guards of the Third Branch to the First Branch to assist in the investigation. Be polite, don't let people say that we are here to catch people."

Du Shoushou glanced at the spy guards who were still in a daze. After coughing a few times, "Did you not hear the words of the prosecutor? The first branch is too busy to do anything. Please ask the twenty third branch. Colleagues have helped you in the past, do n’t you know what to do? "

"understood!"

Fang Wendi Gao laughed, it was a release of mood after a long depression. As he moved forward, the status of the more than 200 first branches all poured in. It didn't take long for the spy guards of the 20th third branch to be dragged back to the first branch like dumplings and lined up on the ground.

Here the talents are arranged, and An Zheng takes people to another branch, the fourth branch, which belongs to Prosecutor Helian Congxin. This relationship between Helian Congxin and Wan Zongjie has always been very good. It was considered that Wan Zongjie had brought it up with one hand. As a result, Helian Congxin did the prosecution, but Wan Zongjie was still the prosecutor.

The two had been together for a long time, often teaming up to grab larger cases from other bins.

Some people did not expect that Helian was never in his branch. However, there are quite a lot of people left behind in this yard. Almost seventy or eighty spy guards of the fourth branch are standing at the door with sticks in their hands. Thirty spy guards of the first branch are cleaning their clothes in dirty clothes. .

A prosecutor from Helien's novice called Lang Ansheng, sitting on a chair with Erlang's legs tilted up and a teapot on hand, but he was at ease.

An Zheng walked faster, and the people behind hadn't followed him. He already carried the chair into the courtyard door by himself. As soon as I entered the door, I heard Lang Ansheng sitting with his eyes narrowed and said, "It's a joke. The waste from the first branch actually came over and said to bring you back. Why are you going back? Mixed eating and waiting to die? Contributed to the arrest department. In the gap between the two floor tiles, let me see a bit of dirty things. Do n’t you want to go back. "

He sneered: "blame you blame your own life is not good, follow who is not good, follow that waste."