Chapter 391: Hidden Worries After a slap on the stick, Li Yongchun's eyes widened, and he couldn't do it on the spot, his limbs twitched suddenly on the ground, and after only a while, the person was motionless on the ground, until he died, his two eyes were wide and round.
The man didn't look at him anymore, strode past the corpse on the ground, and at the same time pulled up the hat of his jersey to cover his head, and walked out of the neighborhood while dancing the bat in his hand.
"Fly to the east, fly to the west, fly above your head to find the stars" Out of the community, the man walked through two alleys and got into a car on the side of a small alley.
He methodically took off his clothes, picked up a suit from the back seat, put it on, and started the car.
He first drove up the ring road, threw a baseball bat into the sea along with his gloves as he passed by the beach, and then drove back to the city, parked his car in the underground parking lot of a building, and took the elevator upstairs.
"Ding" The elevator door opened, and before others came out, the song floated out of it first: "Fly to the east, fly to the west" Su Meng, who had just walked out of the office and was about to go home, heard the singing, immediately rolled her eyes, shook her head again, she quickened her pace, walked through the corridor, and sure enough, she saw a young man coming out of the elevator.
She reprimanded dissatisfiedly: "Ali, how many times have I told you, don't sing in the company, and also, what are you doing in the company when you don't come home so late?"
The sharp teeth that came out of the elevator were stunned for a moment, and then they smiled all over their faces, and greeted them with a smile, saying, "It's Sister Xiaomeng, why did you just get off work, don't work too hard."
"I asked you why you arrived at the company so late, and also, I'm not your little dream sister, you have to call me Mr.
Su" For the flamboyant Ali, Su Meng was bored and powerless.
"I just finished a business and went back to the company to submit the bill, Sister Xiaomeng, do you need me to send you home?"
Su Meng rolled his eyes, he was simply playing the piano to the cow, what kind of people are Shen Chongzhao, one is more eccentric than the other, and one is more cheeky than the other.
She waved her hand impatiently, didn't bother to talk to him more, and walked quickly into the elevator.
Standing outside the elevator, Sharp Tooth shook his hand at Su Meng with a smile, poked his head forward and said, "Goodbye, Sister Xiaomeng" Until the elevator had gone down, Su Meng felt that he could still faintly hear the annoying spell-like song in his ears: "Fly to the east, fly to the west" Sharp teeth said goodbye to Su Meng, humming a song and returning to the office area of the business department, at this time there were still people in the office area, dog paw and dog tongue.
Sharp Tooth waved his hand at them, returned to his desk, turned on his computer, and sent an email to the doghead's mailbox with only two words on it: Done After sending the email, he stretched his waist, leaned back in the chair, picked up the duty schedule from the desk, looked at it for a while, and shouted loudly: "Paws, small tongues are in the company, and the names of Cerberus personnel are all nicknamed, even Su Meng only knows that the sharp tooth is called Ali, and he doesn't know his real name.
"Where to go" "How about going to Seiamji?"
"You want to become a monk?"
Sharp teeth smacked twice, shook his head and said: "I feel that my anger is too heavy, I want to worship the Buddha and fly to the east, fly to the west, fly to" The dog's tongue glanced at him and said: "You are guilty of worshipping Buddha, it's useless to worship anything, you might as well come and worship me, by the way, I like to eat durian, remember to be more filial when you worship me." ” When Dogpaw heard this, he couldn't help but laugh on his back.
Killer employees are managed, and actions are workflow-oriented, this is the hellhounds that have merged into the Tiandao Society, and they have also become the most mysterious and creepy force within the Tiandao Company, responsible for eradicating dissidents and potential threats and enemies for the company.
Of course, these are things that will happen in a little more than a month in the future.
The day after Li Yongchun finished designing, Xia Wen went to work in the audit bureau.
The bandages on his head had been removed, the wounds on his hands were not yet completely healed, and the palms were still wrapped in a thick layer of gauze.
There are not many people in the audit sub-bureau today, and the personnel of the first department have gone to protect Li Zhenshan, and there are not a few personnel left in the second department, excluding the three people who died and the two who are still hospitalized, counting Xia Wenjie and Fang Fang, there are only six people.
The atmosphere in the department was depressing and dull, everyone's mood was not high, there were such big casualties, there was no public commendation, and there were no reports even on TV, newspapers, and the Internet, as if the whole thing had never happened, leaving only internal commendation and the so-called hero title for the three colleagues who died.
Xia Wenjie walked past the desks of Wang Ying, Lin Hui, and Zhou Yuanyang one by one, looking at the objects placed on the table and the spotless desktop, as if the three of them were not dead, and they had just sat here.
Alas, he sighed in his heart, did not dare to let himself continue looking, and turned and walked towards the office.
When he walked to the door of the office, Fang Fang walked over with a small cardboard box, and whispered in a hoarse voice: "Director, Wang Ying, Lin Hui, and the Ocean Family want to do white things, and we will handle it."
Before she finished speaking, Xia Wenjie nodded knowingly, waved his hand to Fang Fang, interrupting her next words, and then, he raised his hand and took out the three white envelopes that had been prepared a long time ago, and threw them into the cardboard box in Fang Fang's arms.
The three envelopes contained three bank cards, each with the same amount of money, both of which amounted to 200,000.
He said faintly: "Due to the blockade of news, their sacrifice can only be handled in silence, but white things cannot be silent, and they must be done in a beautiful way." ” Saying this, Xia Wenjie's nose was sour, and he walked quickly into his office.
He settled in the office for a while before he recovered his emotions, and then sorted out the affairs that needed to be dealt with these days, and then went to the office of Director Qin Wancai.
There's a lot to report these days, not to mention so many casualties.
Qin Wancai already knew about this, he just asked Xia Wenjie to give a general explanation, and then asked: "Wenjie, how about your injury, the Standing Committee Committee has specially explained, and you must wait until your injury has healed before allowing you to come back to work." ” Xia Wenjie looked at the gauze wrapped around his hand and said, "Director, now there are only skin injuries left, and there is no major problem." ” "En" Qin Wancai nodded, suddenly remembering something, he opened the drawer, took out the envelope from it, handed it to Xia Wenjie, and said, "Help me transfer these to the families of the sacrificed comrades." ” Xia Wenjie took it, the three envelopes were all thick and a dozen, you didn't need to look at it, you could feel it just by touching it, and each envelope contained at least 10,000 envelopes.
How much Qin Wancai's monthly salary is, Xia Wenjie doesn't dare to say everything, but he also knows a rough idea, taking out 30,000 yuan at once is not a small amount for him, no matter how selfish and cautious Qin Wancai's performance is on weekdays, but in terms of his attitude towards sacrificing colleagues, Xia Wenjie is indeed quite moved.
He stood up, owed to Qin Wancai, and said, "On behalf of Wang Ying, Lin Hui and Yuanyang's family, I would like to thank the director. ” Qin Wancai waved his hand to him and motioned for him to sit down, he sniffed, sighed, and said, "It's really not easy to be our auditor."
After a pause, he changed his words and asked, "By the way, Wen Jie, the National Security Bureau has called several times to ask for some videotapes."
Xia Wenjie's face was straight, and he said: "Director, the videotape in the hotel was originally with me, but it was accidentally lost in the hospital, and I will find a way to find it." ” "If you lose it, you can lose it, it's just a videotape, it's not a big deal, I've already told the NSA, the videotape is now in the audit archive and can't be borrowed."
"Thank you, Director."
Qin Wancai sighed and said: "Wen Jie, you better go home and rest more, pay attention to your body, as long as you are here, you can say anything, if the person is gone" He didn't finish the following words, only shook his head again and again.
The next day, Xia Wenjie came to the State Guesthouse and accompanied Li Zhenshan to the International Convention and Exhibition Center in City D for inspection.
Seeing Xia Wenjie, Li Zhenshan was quite surprised, looked him up and down in surprise, and asked, "Wenjie, why did you get discharged from the hospital?"
Xia Wenjie smiled at Li Zhenshan and said, "Director Li, I'm fine, only the injury on my hand hasn't healed yet." ” "Since I haven't fully recovered, I should be in the hospital to recuperate."
"It's just a small injury, it's really out of the way."
Seeing Xia Wenjie's insistence, Li Zhenshan nodded and said, "Wenjie, you arrange for others to do today's work, you just have to stay by my side." ” Xia Wenjie nodded with a smile and agreed.
When Xia Wenjie was about to leave with Li Zhenshan to the Convention and Exhibition Center, Xia Feng also arrived, and she was accompanied by many agents of the National Security Bureau.
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Xia Wenjie was quite surprised by their arrival, he walked up to Xia Feng and asked, "Xiao Feng, why are you here too?"
Xia Feng glanced at him and walked to the side, avoiding the crowd, Xia Wenjie followed curiously and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Something's wrong."
Xia Feng said in a low voice: "Wen Jie, do you remember the terrorist you killed in the hotel?"
"Which terrorist" Xia Wenjie asked puzzledly, there were seven dead people at that time, and he didn't know which one Xia Feng was referring to.
"It's the one who held your girlfriend hostage at gunpoint and ended up being killed by you, and he's not an underage."
Xia Wenjie nodded, he was still very impressed by the young man, and he said, "Remember, what's wrong?"
Xia Feng took a deep breath and said, "The terrorists who were captured by us have identified his body and confirmed that he is the youngest son of the vice chairman of the East Islamic Movement, Bharati, Ahtan Mubarati. ” This book was first published on the sweet potato network, please do not reprint: