Arty Records

The house looked like a staff dormitory, much nicer than ordinary houses in the town.The half-meter-thick brick wall, two wooden doors, and a layer of cotton felt keep warm and strong.It is impossible to escape, and the shouting may not be heard outside.The most important thing is that Fang Sishen is very clear that here, the local officials really have the power to overwhelm the sky.He is well aware of the deep fear of "officials" among most honest and simple local people, ordinary and honest forestry workers.Where would there be extra Lian Fuhai and Lao Yutou to help him?

Thinking of old Yutou, I don't know what's going on, and I feel a little worried.

I don't know how long it took, when he was hungry twice and felt his heart sticking to his back again, the door opened, and Deputy Director Cao walked in with another middle-aged man with a big belly and a smile on his face, and introduced: "This is our soup director."

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I surprised the guests! What's the name of this..."

"Fang Sishen."

"Xiao Fang, right? Hello, hello. I'm sorry, I just came back from a meeting in the city, and the people below don't understand the rules, so I offended you."

Fang Sishen looked at him coldly.The two visitors were not affected in the slightest, and the head of the director himself put himself into acting: "Are you still used to staying here? If you need anything, just ask, don't be polite."

Fang Sishen was really blunt: "I'm hungry, can I ask director Tang to provide a light meal?" He added, "I don't eat public money, I pay real price."

"Ha! Haha...Young man is so interesting!" Director Tang narrowed his eyes, with a cunning and cruel light shining through the slits, "People are iron, and food is steel. If you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry. Eat, of course." You have to eat! However, Xiao Fang, our rules here are guests, friends, of course good wine and good food. If you come here are troublemakers, then I'm sorry..."

"Director Tang, please speak up if you have something to say."

"Okay, happy! I heard that you met Lian Fuhai, what did he tell you? What did he ask you to bring out? Lao Lian is just impatient. How could there be no him in the shed renovation? With his qualifications , not to mention one apartment, even two or three, it’s not like you can’t apply for it, so why are you so busy doing things for others?”

Fang Sishen was confused, as Uncle Lian never mentioned this matter.He shook his head and said the same thing: "I haven't seen Lian Fuhai."

The two sides fought back and forth, and at the end of the day, Fang Sishen's stomach hurt from hunger, his brows were furrowed, and he didn't bother to say a word.

Seeing that he refused to give in, Director Tang got angry: "Who is Lian Fuhai? A criminal! Do you understand? Holding guns illegally, threatening government officials, looking for..."

Next to him, Deputy Director Cao answered: "Picking quarrels and provoking troubles endangers public safety."

"That's right! If you are young, if you get involved with this kind of person, it will be over for the rest of your life. Tell me honestly, ah, not only you, but he can also fight for leniency. Otherwise, hmph! Don't toast and refuse to eat fine wine !"

Someone knocked on the door outside, Deputy Director Cao went out to ask, and then came in again: "Director, the city number."

"Then let's do this first. Don't talk about being hungry and clear-headed? You think about it, think about it slowly, and think about it all night."

Fang Sishen leaned on the window crack and looked again, the night might have passed.There was a hard bed in the room, but he couldn't sleep, and he did think about it all night.The biggest possibility is that the director mistakenly thought that Lian Fuhai had evidence about the renovation of the shed area, and told or handed the evidence to himself.

The fragments of information heard along the way were sorted into strings, and gradually formed an outline.

The renovation of dilapidated houses in shantytowns is a major policy to benefit the people launched by the current government.In the area of ​​Ligune alone, the central government has allocated hundreds of millions of dollars. For the finance of the forest area, which cannot make ends meet, it is like gold ingots from the sky.This policy is too far away from Fang Sishen's life, and has never entered his field of vision before.At this time, he calmed down and thought about it. He believed that Director Tang of the Ahla Town Forest Management Office probably made a lot of false reports upwards and withheld even more downwards.But, why did he think Uncle Lian had evidence?Fang Sishen couldn't figure it out.

I don't know how anxious Hong Xinyao is.What should I do when the sun rises?

He only heard a "click" at the door, and when he looked back, two people came in. They were full of scorn, and they were not the strong men they were before.

"go!"

"Where to go?"

"You will know when you go."

Fang Sishen stood still.He didn't know why he changed places suddenly, but he felt that the situation was getting worse.

One kicked him violently on the knee, while the other took advantage of his stagger to fall back, twisted his hands and pressed his arm.At first glance, it looks like a character who often fights and fights, and his movements are fast and ruthless.The two dragged him out of the house, and still got into the jeep, not forgetting to take his things.

Fang Sishen stopped struggling and turned to peek out the window.The sky had brightened, but was so overcast that it looked like it was going to snow.He thought, I hope you don't make a big move, otherwise no one will be able to come, while remembering the way carefully.Those two probably didn't know that he was very familiar with the local area, so he was not on guard.

Soon, the car stopped.One person stretched out his hand to drag him, Fang Sishen resisted the pain in his leg, and said disgustedly: "I can walk by myself."

There was a patch of tall weeds in front of him, Fang Sishen slipped his foot, and said "Ouch", "I sprained my ankle." Both the front and rear people lowered their heads to look reflexively.He turned around and rushed to the side, trying his best for speed, it was not so easy to be caught up.But he forgot that he hadn't eaten almost all day and night, and didn't have a good rest for several days in a row, and soon the two people behind him caught up.

"Bang!" Something hit his back heavily, and he had no choice but to throw himself down in the snow grass with great reluctance.

"Fuck! I told you to run, I told you to run! You are so fucking strong, dare to run!" Punched and kicked.

Another person said: "Okay, hurry up! The boss is waiting!"

This time the two held him tightly in the middle.Through the weeds, a large black iron gate appeared.The mottled red slogans on the fence walls on the left and right sides are faintly recognizable: "Down with all XXXX, always be loyal to XXXX, long live the great leader XXX!" The iron gate opened as soon as it was pushed, and inside was a square courtyard with tall weeds in the middle. .The houses on all four sides are square and square, and they still look grand, but there are red slogans from 40 to [-] years ago on the walls, which are full of murderous looks.All the houses were devoid of any human spirit, and the whole courtyard was extremely desolate and gloomy.Behind the yard is a small hill, which seems to have reached the deepest part of Ahla Town.

"Pfft! This shitty place is said to be haunted. I think it's true in all likelihood."

"It's dawn, don't talk nonsense, hurry up!"

The two pushed Fang Sishen into the innermost room, where broken long tables and benches were randomly placed.Fang Sishen has been thinking about where this is, and finally remembered.It is said that during a certain renovation, the Yeligu Nie Right Banner at that time specially built this place for assembly and criticism.When Fang Sishen was a child, there seemed to be a sign of "Ahla Town Party Committee Party School" hanging here.Now it seems that it has become a black prison for their illegal detention.

As soon as he was distracted, his arms were tied to a bench.A man dug his own towel out of his bag and made a gesture to gag him.

This situation is quite different from the previous coercion and temptation. Fang Sishen finally panicked at this moment, turned his head to avoid it, and said anxiously: "Why are you locked up here? I want to see Director Tang! You tell him, I've thought it through. I have something to tell him!"

"Which onion and garlic are you? See whoever you want? Be honest!" The needless struggle was exchanged for an old punch, the jaw was pinched, and the towel was stuffed into the mouth.Ever since I grew up, I haven't been beaten for a long time, let alone such pure violent bullying.Although I knew they had always existed, I didn't expect to meet so unexpectedly.Fang Sishen closed his eyes, forced himself to calm down, and stayed "honestly".

The one who flipped through the towels became addicted. After flipping through the backpack, he flipped through the wallet again.

The other said: "The boss said, don't follow his things."

"I don't like things, so I check to see if there are any dangerous goods." As he said, he took out a few big bills and stuffed them into his pockets, "That's all? I thought it was rich. Here, I will share half of it with you when I go back." .”

Fang Sishen only had 500 yuan in his wallet, and gave the rest to Lian Fuhai.

The two men closed the door, chained the lock, and left.

Fang Sishen leaned on the bench, feeling that he had no strength left.There was no heating in the room, and the temperature was almost the same as that outside. After a while, my whole body became stiff and numb from the cold, and the pain from the beating gradually disappeared.Fortunately, when I was pulled into the car, I put on my coat, but I didn't have time to put on my gloves, and my fingers were completely numb.

I rolled in the grass just now, and accidentally ate a few mouthfuls of snow, which relieved my thirst, but my stomach became more and more uncomfortable.His chest was also tense, because the towel was stuck in his throat, he couldn't cough, and his eyes turned black.So somehow, he thought of words like Ye Luo returning to his roots and soul returning to his hometown, but this way was a bit aggrieved.

It's really... so embarrassing...

In the bottom of my heart, I faintly believed that someone would come to find me and save me.

He firmly believed that Hong Xinyao must be looking for him and would come to save him.

But before that, how long will it last?

Maybe the other party wants to make him suffer more, maybe he is afraid of being locked in the dormitory and being discovered.At such temperatures, time is the deadliest factor.Because of hunger, exhaustion, pain, and cold, not only the body, but even the head began to feel dizzy.He knew that he had to think of a way to last as long as possible, and longer.

After observing all around, I got a bit concerned, and dragged the bench to move forward.Although the bench looked worn out, it was made of authentic solid wood, and it was very heavy, so it took a lot of effort to move it.Patiently searching everywhere, I finally found a nail head exposed under a certain broken table.Stretch your head down, let the nail head hook the towel in your mouth, pull it hard, and breathe freely.Throat saliva, cheek numbness and pain.

It's much more comfortable to remove the gag towel.He didn't intend to yell.Behind the house is a hill, in front of the house is a yard, the outside windows have been bricked up, and the three sides outside are surrounded by human-tall weeds.His voice was broken, but no one could hear him.

Moved back to the original position, stretched out his feet and pulled the backpack over, all the things fell to the ground.He picked up the replacement warm autumn clothes with both feet, bent down and grabbed them with his mouth, then turned his head and let go, and landed on the bench.Then slowly adjust it little by little, and finally, successfully cover your hands.So, there are gloves.

After doing these two things, I broke out in a sweat.The frost on the face quickly formed, but the one on the back could only hope that it would be dried by the body temperature sooner.While moving the fingers as much as possible, while doing leg bending exercises from time to time, the hands and feet gradually regain consciousness.Going back to the precious exposed nail, I tried it, but the tabletop was too high, and it was connected to the bench, so I had to strangle my wrist.He simply lifted his foot and kicked the table over, fell half-lying on the ground, adjusted his position, and began to grind the nylon rope that bound him.

I thought to myself: The wire saw is still broken, let alone the iron nail saw the wire?But sooner or later.Think of it as an activity that keeps you from falling asleep and freezing.

However, relying on the strength of the wrist to saw back and forth, and carrying a heavy bench, it hurts after a while.When I stopped to rest, I accidentally caught a glimpse of newspapers pasted on the wall.I posted it and saw that it was the Central Party newspaper and local organ newspaper 30 years ago.For Fang Sishen, writing is always the best pastime.Despite the limited conditions, I can only read special types of text at the moment, but I am still very interested.

So, he read the newspaper for a while, moved his legs for a while, and sharpened the rope for a while, but he also enjoyed himself, not knowing when it would be.

It was not yet seven o'clock when Hong Xinyao set off for Ahla.Lao Lin and Xiao Liu said that they were not familiar with the road, but they were unequivocal in reality, and they walked fast and steadily.

Looking at the gloomy sky, Lao Lin frowned: "Young Master Hong, I'm afraid it will snow, so don't be trapped in Ahla. That wretched place..."

On the contrary, Xiao Liu was calm: "The forecast says it will be Xiaoxue, and it will turn cloudy tomorrow. It's fine."

Looking through the car window, there is no one inhabited, except for the black trunks and weeds, only the white of ice and snow and the gray of the sky.The temperature was low in the early morning, and a faint layer of smog floated up around it. Under the smog, there was a road surface as cold as iron and as slippery as a mirror.Such a journey is tedious and full of hidden dangers.

"It's good to have a little snow, at least it won't be so slippery. But don't let it snow too much, it's too bad that you can't walk."

Arrived at Ahla, just ten o'clock.A group of more than a dozen people stood in front of the government building to welcome them, including the mayor, the director of the forest management office, several department heads, and all the staff on duty. It can be said that they were all out.Because the place is too small and remote, and the administrative level may be revoked soon, the main officials are not actually stationed here. Basically, they take turns staying in the town and presiding over the work. The rest of the time, they live in Yeligune City.Many of the staff hold multiple jobs, and most of them live in urban areas. After working for a few years, they find a way to transfer back.So these dozen or so people already belonged to the largest reception lineup in Ahla.

Introduce and greet as usual.Even though Hong Xinyao was so anxious that he scratched his paws in his heart, he knew that this step could not be omitted.I am not familiar with the place of life, and I have to rely on others everywhere, so I am as polite as I can be.

After the mayor came forward to say hello, the actual help to find someone was handed over to the Forest Management Office and the police officers on duty.Ahla is a typical forest region administrative structure model, first there is the forest management office, and then there is the government affairs government.Although the judicial education and other public units attached to the forestry system have been gradually transferred to the local government in recent years, the intricate relationship still exists. Therefore, the real power of the mayor may not be greater than the director.

Soon, an old man and a man were brought in front of Hong Xinyao, saying that they had dealt with Fang Sishen before.The two of them looked like honest ordinary people, and they were obviously frightened by the situation.The old man trembled, and he couldn't speak clearly: "Why, why did you disappear? Didn't you all be fine yesterday, yesterday morning?"

"Uncle Meng, please speak slowly, what happened yesterday morning?" First Young Master Hong put on a gentle and friendly demeanor, which seemed to be the case.The problem is that there is a director and a policeman next to him. The old man can't relax no matter what, but fortunately he finally made it clear.

"Yesterday, yesterday morning, I didn't look at the clock. It was probably earlier than this. After dinner, he said that he would look at the scene before going back, and he would not turn back. Pack up and go directly to the clock." Just go."

"Didn't he make an appointment with your cousin to pick him up?"

"Yes, there is such a thing, but they didn't tell the old man how they made the appointment." The old man suddenly spoke fluently. Isn't it because we are afraid that we will know how much money he charges for managing people?"

Hong Xinyao stopped asking, and turned to the man next to him: "Did you send him to Manggan Road on the eighth day?"

"Yes, I went to Manggan Road." The man was tall, but with a reserved expression, he lowered his head and said to himself, "I was sent to the edge of the forest farm, but he didn't let me follow, so he went in by himself, saying he was going to pay respects to his parents' graves. It took three hours to come out."

Hong Xinyao pondered in his mind: On the seventh day of the seventh day, he took a taxi to go to Manggan Road, on the eighth day he hired someone to go there again, and when he returned on the ninth day, he still made an appointment with the driver on Manggan Road.

Mang road.

The worrying Mang said.

"Didn't he tell you that the ninth day is still going?"

"On the ninth day of the lunar new year, I have to leave home and split the house, I don't have time..."

Hong Xinyao turned to the director of the Forestry Management Office and said, "Director Tang, I'm afraid I'll ask you to send someone to ask, someone from someone went to Manggan Road yesterday."

"It's easy to talk, young master Hong sit down for a while."

When the police went out to handle the matter, the two directors, the chief and the deputy, accompanied Young Master Hong to talk.Round after round of flattery, from Director Du to General Du, from General Du to Director Du, and then back to Miss Hong's family and the young master, talking endlessly, even Hong Xinyao is so knowledgeable The wide-ranging characters are all overwhelmed by this blunt and exaggerated flattery.

After more than an hour, the policeman came back and said, "Director, I went door-to-door and asked. How many houses did not find anyone? If there are people in the house, they all said that no one went."

Director Tang saw that Hong Xinyao's expression was very bad, and he smiled apologetically: "Young Master Hong, although our place is small, there are still two or three hundred households. Especially now that the New Year is not over yet, someone from someone's home has returned, someone from someone's home After leaving, it’s hard to say, you have to ask, it will take some time. Maybe your friend met a firewood puller on the road, and it’s not impossible to hitch a ride with him. Small place, traffic is inconvenient , the communication is not good, things are difficult, please be considerate, be considerate!"

Hong Xinyao stood up suddenly: "Director Tang, I'm going to Manggan Road, see how many people you can send to help." He took out a thick wad of cash from his wallet and put it on the coffee table without counting, "One point Small idea, buy a pack of cigarettes for the big brothers and uncles who are helping. Later, we will see what projects are suitable for our place, and I will bring one for you."