madman and kidnapper

Chapter 42 What to do with the lake

After listening to the village chief's explanation, the foreman snorted coldly, looking like he didn't want to hear it at all. Before the village chief finished speaking, he interrupted:

"Okay, okay, I don't care whether you want to water the land or harvest the crops. The water is from the sky, and we didn't splash it. If the water is wrong, you can go to God, what's the matter with us? In our factory There's still work to do, so I don't have time to chat with you, so hurry up, or we'll call the police if you don't."

Although what he said was brutal, it was obvious that he had a guilty conscience. The village chief suddenly realized that he was a little embarrassed now. If he just left like this, he would have no way to explain to the villagers. If he didn't leave, If we continue to wait like this, the two groups of people will have to fight. Didn't you see that there are so many stunned young people on both sides, looking at each other eagerly?
The village head and the village party secretary looked at each other, and felt that it was better to go first, and the factory manager could make an appointment later.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the insignificant foreman owed another sentence:
"Looking at the rags and rags, they come here to find trouble because of the large number of people. Don't say that everyone's family is too poor to uncover the pot, so come here to pick up cheap ones?"

This is terrible. As soon as these words came out, the villagers here were instantly annoyed.

"You fucking say it again!"

A young man in red clothes carried a hoe on his shoulders when he came. The fire was so loud that he directly lifted the hoe over his head. The situation exploded.

"So, which side made the first move?"

After the little comrade listened to the village chief, he raised his brows and sorted out the matter in his mind. What the village chief said was obviously more credible than what the factory director had said. Just now the factory director wanted to push the responsibility to the outside world. His intentions were too obvious, and the previous conversation was full of loopholes, which was obviously not as natural as what the village chief said, but now he wanted to know which party did the first thing, after all, it was related to how to determine responsibility.

"It's not that I'm partial to our village. From my point of view, they basically moved their hands at the same time." The village chief made a bitter face again, "Both sides refuse to give in. The closer they get, the more swearing they will be. , I really can't stop them, when they are close to each other, they will fight naturally."

"Well," the little comrade nodded and tapped the pen on the table, "Okay, I understand, but I have to say that you also have a lot of responsibility for today's matter, you led people to block the door Before, didn't you think about how things would develop?"

The village chief was already frowning, and he felt ashamed in his heart. Now that the little comrade pointed it out, he suddenly felt that he didn't know where to put his old face.

The little comrade was also soft-hearted, he couldn't see an old man blaming himself so bitterly, so he quickly comforted him:

"But you can't completely blame you. No matter how young those boys are, they are all adults after all. They should be responsible for their actions."

"But, but," the village head was still thinking about what to say, but after thinking about it, he was indeed at fault on his own side, and this was something that had nothing to do with it, so he changed the subject and began to ask for help for the villagers. Come on, "little comrade, look, since both parties are at fault, it's really impulsive, and it can't be regarded as a mob fight. Look, can you let me and the factory director coordinate with each other, and everyone take a step back?" ..."

The little comrade thought about it for a while, but still didn't dare to give an accurate answer:
"This matter needs further investigation and investigation, and it cannot be easily exposed now. After all, fighting cannot be tolerated. How about you go back first and wait for our comrades to call back the surveillance at the factory gate. We’ve checked the situation and we’ll deal with it as appropriate.”

The village chief said "Oh", and then he remembered that there was a surveillance camera installed at the gate of the factory. Knowing that it would be useless to talk more, he had no choice but to agree.

At this time, the kidnapper who had been honest and honest from just now stood up suddenly, walked to the table suddenly, leaned forward, supported the table with both hands, and stared blankly at the little comrade, startling him.

The little comrade quickly leaned back, looked at the man who suddenly came to him in a daze, and stammered and asked:
"You, you, what are you doing?"

The kidnapper turned to look at the village chief, then at him, and asked the two of them in disbelief:

"This is the end?"

"What, what?" The little comrade didn't understand the brain circuit of the kidnapper.

The kidnapper arched his face forward, successfully scaring the little comrade against the wall.

"I don't care about who hits whom. I just ask, what should we do with our lake? It's clear that they did a good job, so don't you just ignore it?"

The little comrade looked at the village chief as if asking for help. He was young after all. Even if he could face gangsters and dangers without changing his face, he didn't know what to do with a neurotic person like a kidnapper.

Unexpectedly, the village head was also thinking about this matter, knowing that ordinary people have nothing to do with a "proper" scoundrel like a kidnapper, so he just asked him to ask for himself, so the village head lowered his head slightly, and automatically blocked the little boy. A comrade's distress signal.

"Comrade, yes, that's how it is. Fights and fights are under our control, but environmental pollution is something we really can't control."

Seeing that the kidnapper's face was almost on his own, the little comrade stretched out his hand to hold him, and quickly explained.

"Then, what should I do, let them row and place indiscriminately like this? You haven't seen it yet, our lake has become black, and my daughter-in-law wants to eat a fish, but I dare not fish it. This scolds me Gotta..."

"Cough cough cough!!!"

Before the kidnapper could finish speaking, the village head beside him let out a shocking cough.

Originally, the village head was listening to the kidnapper seriously, feeling relieved that the kidnapper was sensible, and there was a day when he could think of the village, but he didn't expect that this guy turned out to catch fish for his wife to eat!Thanks to myself, I was still moved here for a long time...

"No, comrade, you have to be reasonable. Each department has its own responsibilities. Our responsibility is to prevent evil and maintain security. The lake is polluted, and it is managed by a special department. You should go to them , we can neither identify the degree of pollution of that lake, nor have the authority to investigate this matter..."

The little comrade gently pushed the kidnapper away, and reasoned with the kidnapper honestly and seriously, although the kidnapper couldn't understand at all.

Just because the kidnapper doesn't understand, doesn't mean the village chief doesn't understand. The village chief suddenly understood. He stood up, reached out and grabbed the kidnapper, and nodded to the little comrade:
"Okay, I understand what you mean. I will trouble you with the previous matter. I will find a way to deal with the lake water. It is getting late and you have worked hard for so long, so we will not bother you. "

The little comrade stood up, wiped the cold sweat off his head, and nodded to the village chief:
"Okay, you go back first, we will tell you the situation later."

The village head waved at the little comrade, grabbed the innocent kidnapper, and dragged him out in a daze.

(End of this chapter)