Lost and Spy

Wang Nanxing is dead.

Tragic death.

His body was bruised and bruised.

Pieces of black solidification appeared on the shard-like clothes.

You don't need to look carefully to know that it is blood.

As soon as he entered, he could smell a foul stench.

Mao Renfeng held his nose.

The prison head three clappers were frightened and trembling when they spoke: "In the first half of the night, I started to tremble, shaking like I had malaria. In the second half of the night, I became incontinent, and at dawn, I didn't move."

"Why didn't you see a doctor?" Mao Renfeng asked with a straight face.

"In the middle of the night, where can I find it?" San Bangzi said bitterly, "Besides, this is Section Chief Ding's prisoner. Without his permission, none of us dare to make claims."

"nonsense!"

Ding Wenrui became anxious immediately: "I said he was severely tortured, and arranged for someone to treat his injuries."

"Oh, then you tortured Wang Nanxing?" Mao Renfeng asked coldly.

He didn't need Ding Wenrui to answer: "Although Wang Nanxing was demoted to the head of the procurement team, he is still a department-level cadre. Although you are the deputy section chief, you are only an ordinary officer in the file. When will an ordinary officer be in charge in the future?" With permission, can we use torture on department-level cadres?"

Ding Wenrui bowed his head and remained silent.

San Bangzi hurriedly said: "As soon as the day dawned, I immediately sent someone to find Dr. He, but when Dr. He came, Section Chief Wang was long gone."

Mao Renfeng's eyes fell on Dr. He: "What's the situation?"

"The internal and external injuries are very serious, and they are concurrent, and there is no way to recover."

Doctor He had just finished speaking when there was a sudden commotion outside.

Then, a voice that everyone is familiar with came:

"Your uncle, who the hell killed Wang Nanxing, I killed your whole family!"

Finished!

Everyone's heart sank.

The king of hell is here:
Meng Shaoyuan!
Meng Shaoyuan walked in murderously with his guards.

Ding Wenrui confronted him bravely: "Deputy Director Meng, the situation is like this..."

"Your uncle's!"

Before Ding Wenrui could speak, Meng Shaoyuan had already kicked Ding Wenrui to the ground firmly: "Ding Wenrui, young master, I let you, and you dare to kill my people!"

"Those who dare to touch me" and "those who dare to kill me", although there is only a one-letter difference, the meanings are too far apart.

As soon as Mao Renfeng heard it, he knew that Meng Shaoyuan was going to make things worse.

"Where is Wang Nanxing?"

Meng Shaoyuan had just finished speaking when San Bangzi hurriedly said, "That, that."

"Wang Nanxing!"

Meng Shaoyuan rushed into the cell, stared blankly at Wang Nanxing's body, and suddenly burst into tears.

At this time, who dares to persuade him?
Although Mao Renfeng felt that the cell was filthy and filthy everywhere, he thought that Meng Shaoyuan must not cause trouble.

Just as he was about to bite the bullet and go in to comfort him, Li Zhifeng said in a low voice, "Director Mao, let him go."

Mao Renfeng thought so too, at this time, he might be making fun of himself, what can't Master Meng do when he is furious?
Maybe after he's done venting, it'll be fine.

Meng Shaoyuan was crying inside, while counting Wang Nanxing's achievements in the past one by one. It was really sad and moved to hear it. He only felt that Wang Nanxing's death was not worth it.

Someone looked at Ding Wenrui intentionally or unintentionally, making Ding Wenrui so irritable that he wished there was a crack in the ground so that he could slip right in.

Finally, Meng Shaoyuan came out of the cell while wiping his eyes: "Director Mao."

"Hey, Shaoyuan, tell me."

"I know I'm downgraded now, talking doesn't work anymore."

"Oh, Shaoyuan, what are you talking about? If you have anything to say, just say it."

Mao Renfeng's only thought now is to quickly settle this matter and control the impact within a certain range.

"Wang Nanxing is my subordinate after all, and he has made great contributions to the organization." Meng Shaoyuan said with a gloomy expression, "So, I would like to make a few requests to the organization on his behalf."

"Okay, tell me, if you can do it, I'll do it for you now."

"Severely punish the murderer!"

Unexpectedly, Mao Renfeng was embarrassed by the first request.

Wang Nanxing's death was indeed tragic, but if the murderer was really punished, the influence would be uncontrollable.

Besides, Ding Wenrui, the direct perpetrator, was also the deputy section chief.

If in a short period of time, two deputy section chiefs of the Military Control Bureau had accidents, what would it look like?

"This, Shaoyuan." Mao Renfeng pulled him aside: "How to deal with this, we still have to wait for Boss Dai's permission. I think it's okay to put this request on hold for a while?"

Meng Shao didn't expect him to agree.

The trick to negotiating conditions is to first say a condition that the other party can't meet at all, so that the other party feels guilty, and then it will be easier to talk about.

"I know you are in trouble, Director Mao. Cheng, this request is put on hold for now."

Meng Shaoyuan also readily agreed: "The second requirement is that although Wang Nanxing died in prison, he made contributions in the War of Resistance and should be treated as a martyr."

Mao Renfeng agreed immediately.

"Wang Nanxing once joked with me before." Meng Shaoyuan seemed to be lost in memory: "He said that if he died in battle one day, he hoped that Ye Luo would return to his roots and be buried next to his parents' grave.

He is from Luzhou, let his wife and children take him home together. "

"it is good!"

Only then did Mao Renfeng agree, and suddenly thought of something, he asked with an apologetic smile, "What about you? Are you going back with Wang Nanxing?"

"Me? How can I go back?" Meng Shaoyuan smiled wryly: "I can't even get out of Chongqing now."

Mao Renfeng felt relieved.

I thought there were some excessive conditions, but I didn't expect Meng Shaoyuan to have such two simple requirements.

Mao Renfeng patted his chest and accepted the contract.

"Li Zhifeng."

"arrive."

"Find someone to help Wang Nanxing clean up. Su Junwen, you go and inform Wang Nanxing's family members, remember, and be gentle."

After Meng Shaoyuan ordered them one by one, he looked back at Wang Nanxing's body in the cell, then turned and left in silence.

When passing by Ding Wenrui, he said:
"Now, are you satisfied?"

Ding Wenrui couldn't say a word.

"In a moment, how do you face his wife and his children."

Seeing that Meng Shaoyuan's temper was about to come up again, Mao Renfeng hurriedly stopped him: "Shaoyuan, let's go, let's go outside and talk. I just got two packs of good cigarettes. You can smoke them."

Li Zhifeng gave Ding Wenrui a cold look: "There will be no friendship between you and me from now on. Deputy Section Chief Ding, please, don't bother Wang Nanxing anymore."

Ding Wenrui walked out in a daze.

How could it be like this.

Wang Nanxing, why did you die?

Now, everything is irreparable.

Originally, there was still room for redemption. If it performed well, it might be able to be used again.

But now with Wang Nanxing's death, Ding Wenrui also knows his future in the military command, and it will come to an abrupt end here!