Seventy Legally Blonde

Chapter 15 It's Really Not Me

"What?" Zhao Dayong couldn't sit still for a while, "Director Xing, when did you send someone to report the crime?"

Xing Dehai glanced at him lightly, "How can you not report such a big incident? Do you still want to set up a private court? The current policy does not allow this?"

Zhao Dayong couldn't hold back, he rubbed his hands dryly with a smile, "I didn't mean that, I mean. I mean, something like theft happened in our production team, and if it spread, it would affect the reputation of our entire team. Don't you think so?"

There are three production teams in the Mengjiang Production Brigade, and he is only the captain of the first production team, but Xing Dehai is the director of the Revolutionary Committee of the entire Mengjiang Production Brigade, so Zhao Dayong still has to look at Xing Dehai's face and speak.

Xing Dehai is 45 years old this year. He has been the director of the Revolutionary Committee of the brigade for nearly ten years.

Hearing Zhao Dayong's words, he said with displeasure: "You don't understand the principle of seeking truth from facts? Since there are thieves in our production team, we should report to the police and catch the thieves. Otherwise, if you stole Comrade Xiao Zhou's things today, maybe tomorrow." to steal other people’s things.”

"Yes, yes, what Director Xing said is true." Zhao Dayong did not dare to refute with a shy smile.

There were murmurs of discussion outside, and there were people looking in from outside the room and even from under the windows.

It was time to get up and go to work, everyone saw that Zhao Dayong and Xing Dehai had entered Zhou Niannian's dormitory, so they were naturally very curious and wanted to come over and find out what happened.

"What happened? Why are Captain Zhao and Director Xing here?"

"Who knows? Qi Jiayan, who saw their dormitory just now, ran to invite the captain and director."

Someone from the dormitory next door came out and murmured in a low voice: "Is there a real fight?"

The eyes of the onlookers lit up when they heard this, and they asked excitedly, "Did they fight? Who fought with whom?"

The person in the dormitory next door shook his head: "Who knows, maybe it's with that newcomer Zhou Niannian. Their dormitory hasn't stopped since last night, and they even knocked over the oil lamp last night."

"Why?"

"Who knows," said the one in the dormitory next door, "It seems that the newcomer Zhou Niannian asked someone to cook for him."

Open a small stove?The eyes of the onlookers became brighter, and among them a tall and thin man approached carefully and whispered.

The people outside didn't deliberately cover up what they said just now, Xing Dehai glanced at Zhao Dayong, frowned and said, "Your first production team actually started a small operation?"

Zhao Dayong shook his head again and again, "No, no, this is absolutely nothing."

In private, Lao Zheng did not give up on him as the production team leader, so when the Zheng family divided work and things, he would take care of them to some extent.

Looking at Xing Dehai's eyes now, Zhao Dayong's back was in a cold sweat. The Brigade Revolutionary Committee had a say in the appointment and dismissal of the production team leaders below.

He walked out of the door with a dark face, and yelled: "Are you all idle and have nothing to do? If you don't go to work, and if you don't go to work again, each person will deduct a work point."

Someone muttered in dissatisfaction: "It's deducting work points again, captain. Your deduction of work points is even worse than that of the landlord and old thief in the old society. From now on, I will ask you to deduct the captain."

The onlookers dispersed with a whoosh of laughter, and Zhao Dayong's face turned black from anger.

He walked into the door and subconsciously glanced at Xing Dehai's face, only to see a slightly stiff smile suddenly appear on his expressionless face.

He almost sprained his feet in fright, but saw Xing Dehai stand up and walk past him: "Comrade police are here."

It turned out that the people from the police station came, Zhao Dayong turned his head and saw two men in police uniforms standing behind him, he couldn't help wiping the sweat off his forehead.

"You guys reported the case?" asked the leader, a middle-aged policeman about 40 years old.

Xing Dehai nodded and said the matter again, "Comrade, this matter is too big, please help me to check it."

The leading middle-aged policeman took a deep look at Zhou Niannian, as if he was a little surprised that she, a little girl, had so much money hidden in her body.

But after all, he has rich experience in handling cases, so he took a quick look, then looked away, and told the young policeman behind him: "Xiao Yang, come in and record a statement for them."

The young policeman named Yang Jiarui who had been standing at the door walked in slowly, moved his nose sensitively, frowned his handsome eyebrows, and said, "What's the smell? You're in this room."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes fell on the quilt that Zhang Peilan threw on the bed. He couldn't help but frowned in disgust, and muttered with a laugh, "Don't you say that educated youths love to be clean?"

Zhang Peilan followed his gaze and saw the bird droppings on her quilt, her face turned blue and then red, and she blurted out, "It was the bird."

Yang Jiarui took a deep look at her: "I didn't say you did it."

Zhang Peilan's face suddenly looked like a colorful box, she didn't explain it, and she didn't explain it, so she could only give Zhou Niannian a bitter look.

The middle-aged policeman carefully inspected the house, including the cabinet that Zhou Niannian had been pried open, and the lock that was thrown on the ground.

Yang Jiarui sat down at the table, took out his notebook and pen, glanced at the four female educated youths in the room with his deep eyes, and inadvertently turned the Hero brand pen in his hand: "Which one of you is here?"

Li Wenjing and Zhang Peilan shrank back subconsciously, Yang Jiarui raised the pen and pointed at Zhang Peilan with a smile: "Let's start with this lesbian!"

Zhang Peilan was frightened all over stiff.

When it was Zhou Niannian's turn to make a statement, Yang Jiarui raised his head and took a second look. He really couldn't blame him for taking a second look, mainly because the little girl in front of him was so pretty and juicy.

The skin is as fair as jade, the eyebrows are picturesque, and the big watery eyes are pleasing to the eye. Although she is not the most beautiful person, she looks cute and watery from the bottom of her heart.

"Zhou Niannian, right? Tell me slowly, what did you do last night, and what time did you go to bed?" He subconsciously softened his voice.

Zhou Niannian said the matter in a few words, causing Yang Jiarui to look up in surprise.

Just now when I asked Li Wenjing and Zhang Peilan what to say, the two of them stuttered because of nervousness, and they even had some incoherent words. Only the one named Qi Jiayan was okay. She didn't talk much, but they all spoke clearly. .

Unexpectedly, Zhou Niannian in front of him was more articulate, and he knew the key points of his speech, and he spoke very fluently.

After recording the statement, the middle-aged police also finished checking.

"How is it? Uncle Xin." Yang Jiarui stepped forward and asked the middle-aged policeman.

Uncle Xin shook his head, "Have you gained anything?"

Yang Jiarui expressed his doubts in a low voice, and then asked everyone in the room to open their lockers, especially Li Wenjing's.

Among the four of them, only Li Wenjing went out last night and came back very late.

Li Wenjing explained eagerly with a pale face: "It's really not me, I didn't steal anything."

(End of this chapter)