Lin Gao Qiming

Chapter 1510 Household Registration Police

I don't know if I can leave work on time today?Recently, the interrogation office has been very busy. The interrogation room in the basement is used almost all the time. She has been seconded several times this month, and she cracked the case yesterday...but she already had an overnight stay last night. Ban, she should not be asked to work overtime today—since a naturalized policeman died suddenly after working continuously for three days and three nights, continuous overtime work of more than 48 hours has been banned.

Li Yongxun walked to the entrance of the cafeteria, where there was a self-service drink table. There were three thermos buckets on the table, which were coffee, black tea and "energy potion".She took out a glass from the plate covered with white gauze, poured a glass of "energy potion" and drank it.This thing works quickly, and you won't be sleepy immediately after drinking it, and your mind will be clear enough to cope with the next day's work.

Putting the cup into the rattan collection basket, Li Yongxun went to the washroom next to the cafeteria, wiped his face with water in his hands, and looked himself up and down in the mirror.

The girl in the mirror is wearing a black top, a black skirt, and a bowler hat with black and white floss: this look can no longer be associated with the girl who used to wear the skirt and bijia.The appearance of the only daughter of Daming Jinyiwei Xiaoqi's family in the past has disappeared, only the pair of maids on the head still have a little trace of the past.Every time Li Yongxun sees himself in the mirror, he feels an unreal dreamlike feeling.

Who am I, where am I, what am I doing...

Such inexplicable questions always crossed her mind in an instant.

Although the past life was only two or three years ago, it seems to have happened in the previous life.Li Yongxun even felt that he had forgotten many things.

She pulled up her hat, and then brushed back the hair that had fallen from her temples—there was no way to comb her hair here, so she had to wait until after get off work.

Li Yongxun went back to the household registration office where he worked. The household registration office was a large and spacious office, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a lobby.The room is densely packed with "Holy Ship XVI Data Desks" mass-produced by Lingao Furniture Factory.This desk comes with special shelves and small drawers for slipping in receipts and form books.Work started at seven o'clock, and fifty or sixty national police household registration policemen in the department had already started their day's work behind these desks.

Due to the lack of police force, the Household Registration Office has been providing "mobile personnel" recently, who have been seconded to other departments to do night shifts, so most people in the office appear to be insomniac, with blue complexions and dark circles under their eyes.Smoking is not allowed in the house, so regardless of gender, everyone has a cup of hot strong tea on the table.In order to save time for making tea and pouring water, this place is in charge of special personnel like all the institutions of the Senate. Every half hour, a female intern pushes the small parking space for everyone to refill water. If you want to change tea, you can also make coffee. Take it at your convenience.If you are hungry, dried sweet potatoes and candies are also provided for free.

The household registration department is the department of the national police that employs the most female officers, with two-thirds of the population being women.So Li Yongxun walked in, except for the deputy director who was sitting on the first desk and glanced at her, no one noticed.

She quickly returned to her seat, the table had been cleaned up, and the unfinished work was neatly piled up in the "to-do" box—she was frustrated to find that a lot of new documents had been added—God, I want to be a "Pedestrian Secretary", not stay here as a knife and pen official.

In contrast, it is much more interesting to be "seconded" out. "Hey" Li Yongxun picked up a sharpened pencil and sighed.After falling into the hands of Australians in Macau and being taken to Lingao, she was kept under house arrest in solitary confinement in that house for several months - she later learned that it was called a "study class".

After being interrogated once in the study class, no one came to her for several months.Just ask her to keep writing the self-report.This self-report alone has been written no less than twenty times.Every time I submit it, it will be returned, and the comments are the same: "too simple".

"Then what do you want me to write?" Once she complained to Ke Yun who came to deliver materials, "I'm a little girl, and that's all I know..." She begged, "Please, give me an understanding Come on, don't hang on like this."

"You have lived in this world for 15 years anyway, and you have seen a lot of things. Everything is fine and small, and you can think of anything. It's okay to have short parents, you can write about how many dogs you have raised in your family, and you can also write about being spanked by your parents when you were young. You can write...as long as you remember things, you can." Ke Yun was not moved by her complaint at all, "When you pass, you will have the next step."

So she had no choice but to continue writing her self-report in the dark in the small room of the study class.For more than half a year, Li Yongxun had to search his brains to write his own statement in order to prevent the so-called "drying" here.

Sometimes she felt that Kun Thief didn't intend to read her self-report at all: she raised several dogs when she was a child, and there was a Lishi family named Chen Dayou in Nanjing Jinyiwei who was a relative of her family. not interested.They just use it to kill themselves.But she was completely powerless to resist: such a small life in the hands of others, waiting to be sentenced to life and death, or even worse than death, is really hard.Li Yongxun knew very well how miserable the situation of female prisoners in the violent dictatorship was—compared with Daming, the Kun bandits were very polite to female prisoners.

Although he was not tortured or violated, even if the case is closed, his fate is extremely worrying.According to the rules of Ming Dynasty, even if he could escape death, his final fate would be nothing more than "selling to the official media" or "joining the Jiaofang Secretary".If the former has some room for change, no matter whether it is bought to be a wife or a maidservant, as long as he can contact his sister and brother-in-law in Guangdong, he can use money to redeem him. Li Yongxun couldn't imagine it.

After spending more than half a year like this, when Li Yongxun was almost tortured to the point of being paralyzed, Ke Yun came to her cell—but this time, she didn't have the self-report that was always returned .

Li Yongxun immediately realized that the Australians must have made arrangements for her.He hurriedly stepped forward, put on a flattering expression, opened his big bright eyes and asked pitifully: "Sister, the self-report I wrote before is very good, can you let me go?"

But Ke Yun just said coldly: "Follow me".

Li Yongxun anxiously followed Ke Yun through the iron gates and returned to the long-lost hall.She wanted to see her own fate from Ke Yun's expression—but the other party was always expressionless.

The hallway was empty, which reassured her a little-if she was to be taken to be executed or "sold out", "sold into the Jiaofang Secretary" or something like that, there would definitely be a few strong and healthy women.Now there is no one else, probably not so much.

Ke Yun filled out a form and handed it to the lame guard.Then the last iron door was opened before her eyes.

"I will take you to the resettlement center for resettlement. From today onwards, you are allowed to have some freedom, but you cannot leave Lingao."

"Thank you sister..." Li Yongxun breathed a sigh of relief, not only his life was safe, but his body was also saved.

"I'm Ke Yun, the political security trainee assistant of the Political Security Bureau. You can call me by my name. During this period, I will be in charge of your guardianship. I hope you will cooperate with my work." She sneered and let The little girl knew that the consequences of not cooperating would be serious.

Li Yongxun immediately nodded and said, "I understand, I understand. I will definitely listen to my sister."

Although she is full of slander, she is also very envious: she has always been quite upright, a real Jinyiwei, has become a "public family", can stand on duty for the emperor with an embroidered spring knife, and follow the "heart beat" with a water and fire stick. beat up the "criminal officials" with orders, or change their appearance and infiltrate the enemy camp to collect intelligence...

Although the imagination is unconstrained, but the heart is very clear that this is impossible-not to mention that she is a girl who will never have a chance to take office, it is her father, uncle, uncle, grandfather, great-grandfather... Most of them are doing nothing. I spent my youth and never did the things I imagined.

And the girl in front of her, not a few years older than herself, is a serious eater, probably a little boss.This look alone is not ordinary people...

Although the Australians only occupy a corner of Hainan, it is still a situation.Ke Yun works under them, and he is also a serious "official body", which is much better than himself bluffing and deceiving with the stolen Jinyiwei brand and no one believes it.

She was complaining about herself, but Ke Yun said coldly, "You better not have any plans to run away. Otherwise, it wouldn't be writing a self-report."

"Yes, yes, yes." Li Yongxun nodded repeatedly.

"Don't use your brain to write or send messages." Ke Yun smiled, pointed to a tall building with scaffolding in the distance and said, "Do you know where is where?"

"I also ask my sister to advise..." Li Yongxun was very well-behaved.

"That's Ziming Building, yes, it's the semicolon of the one in Guangzhou. It's under construction, and there's a shortage of lively and beautiful girls like you..."

Li Yongxun's face changed: "Sister, I dare not, I will definitely listen to my sister."

Ke Yun smiled, and this time her smile was much more normal, and it was no longer "meaningful".She took Li Yongxun into a carriage and took her to the resettlement center.

The resettlement center is just a hotel—but it is run by the Political Security Bureau, and all the people living in it are intended to be "monitored and used".Although these people are considered "useful", their history is quite questionable, so they must be supervised for a period of evaluation.Until their rating can reach the level of "monitoring use".

(End of this chapter)