A head stretched out from the window of the communication room and shouted at him: "Hey, that boy, are you gha? Come down."

Zhang Xingming turned his head from the stairs to look at the man, turned around and walked down, walked to the window and said, "What's wrong?"

The man retracted his head from the window, turned around and sat on a chair inside the window, and said, "Where are you? Who are you looking for?"

Zhang Xingming said: "Who is here in the branch? I'll look for him."

The man frowned and said, "Who are you looking for? Go to the branch office to go there, this is the Procuratorate."

Zhang Xingming took out his ID from his bag and opened it, lit it at him, and said, "On behalf of Director Li of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, I will come to understand the situation and inspect the scene. Where are the comrades in the branch?"

The man was stunned for a moment, looked at the ID, looked at Zhang Xingming, pointed upwards, and said, "Three Floor, Reconnaissance and Supervision Section."

Zhang Xingming nodded at him and turned his head upstairs.

The doors of the office on the second floor were all open, and some people were whispering inside. Hearing footsteps, people flashed from time to time at the door of the office.

When he arrived at the third floor, the atmosphere immediately changed. The office door was closed. The corridor was quiet and the voice of speech came from the other side. Zhang Xingming looked at the nameplate on the door and walked in. There was a turn inside the corridor. When he turned around, he saw the sign of the Reconnaissance Supervision Section, which was open.

Zhang Xingming walked in directly, and as soon as he approached the door, a smell of blood came to his nose.

He stood at the door and looked around. The office was a bit big, and there were two small rooms inside. Several policemen were standing in the middle of the office with two people in dark suits whispering something. One policeman was holding a camera in his hand.

Not far from these people, there was a man lying on the ground, wearing a dark suit, lying on the ground. Not far from his right hand was a pistol, which could not see his head, but he could see that blood was flowing out of his head, which was soaked in a large area.

Facing the policeman standing at the door, he saw Zhang Xingming and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

Zhang Xingming raised his foot and walked in. A man in a dark suit looked back at him, turned around and walked towards him.

Zhang Xingming said: "I am from the Municipal Bureau. On behalf of Director Li, I came here to understand the situation. The road was blocked with heavy snow, and the city could not pass."

The dark suit was stunned, stopped, and looked back at the police.

The policeman was also stunned for a moment, and immediately came up and said, "Oh, Consultant Zhang, right? Director Li has notified me, thinking you will have to arrive later." The two shook hands, and the police introduced themselves: "I am Zhu Xuming, I call me Lao Zhu, and the deputy director of our branch. Today, the director is also in the city and can't come back, so he called me over."

Zhang Xingming said: "Hello Director Zhu, my name is Zhang Xingming, just call me Erming. What's the situation now?"

Director Zhu pointed to the person on the ground and said, "This is the murderer. The officer in the Reconnaissance and Supervision Section of our Procuratorate, named Cheng Yong, a veteran of the Vietnam War, committed suicide. There were victims in the conference room inside, including two women, one was Cheng Yong's girlfriend, from the Commercial Bureau, named Wang Juan, and the other seemed to be a staff member of the street office, named Li Miaoxiang. The specific relationship has not been investigated yet. Today was Sunday, and it was snowing again, which had some impact on our work."

Zhang Xingming looked at it and saw a phone call on his desk. He walked over and said, "I'll use the phone." Then he broadcast the phone call from Director Li's office.

"Hello?"

"Director Li, I, Zhang Xingming. I have arrived at the scene and are learning about the situation. I will report it to you."

"Well, okay, just stay there. This matter is a big deal. We don't have enough level to shake the scene. We don't know when we can get a channel here. Just work hard. Leave the specific work to the people of the branch office. You can be the representative of the municipal bureau, talk to the leaders of each department, hold a meeting and say that we can have leaders on the scene."

"Uh, okay, I'll stay here and wait for you to come, don't worry."

After pressing the phone, thinking about it, he called the Guo Family Police Station again.

"Hey? Is the Guo family office? I am from the consultant office of the Municipal Bureau. So, you go to the substation. Yes, one thousand doors. There is a man on duty about 1.7 meters, with a beard and a black mole on his right eyebrow. He took him back to the station. Yes, it's not arresting, just take it back. I'm done with my work here. There is a bullet shell near the gate of the warm storage in the courtyard. I found one and took it back. OK. That's it."

He put down the phone and smiled at the people who were watching him at the side, saying, "Director Li notified me that there was a murder case here and ordered me to arrive at the scene immediately. At that time, I didn't know the situation and was a little anxious. As a result, I went to Yi Qianmen to pick up the car. I didn't know if there was any ear problem with this person, so I kept stopping me. When I was anxious, I fired a shot. I will deal with it after a while."

Several people smiled, it was not a big deal.

After putting down the phone, Zhang Xingming walked to Cheng Yong's body, squatted down and looked carefully. He committed suicide and directly penetrated his temples. His blood mixed with brain matter flowed all over the ground, emitting a pungent smell of blood.

Just now, Director Zhu introduced the name of the suicide person, Zhang Xingming knew what was going on.

In his previous life, he was just an ordinary person and had never actually encountered the case. However, the newspapers at that time had detailed reports on this incident, so he knew the whole story, but he just didn't remember the specific time of the incident.

Speaking of which, this is a tragedy of the times. If the same thing were left after 2000, such an ending would not have happened.

People in Northeast China are relatively conservative in gender relations. Because it was absolutely true to say feudalism in the 1980s.

Moreover, there are many rules about men and women in the old etiquette. Needless to say, it is even earlier. Even in the 1980s, it was extremely serious to make a broken shoe. You will be beaten to death and despised by neighbors.

But then again, in fact, the more we are in our lives, the less we are under our control, including the relationship between men and women.

You don’t know who will fall in love with you, nor who you will fall in love with. Love is something without any reason or rationality.

Compared with fast food love in modern society, people at that time lived a depressed life as leisure and entertainment.

However, these have nothing to do with this incident.

Cheng Yong is a demobilized soldier and has always performed very well in his business.

In the unit, if a young man or a big girl is good at looking, has strong business ability and performs well, the first thing that reflects is that there are a lot of people introducing them.

Some idle and boring uncles, aunts and aunts, in this era without entertainment or square dance, have endless interest and motivation to introduce their objects as careers.
Chapter completed!