Chapter 1755: Rain Falls Heavily During the Qingming Season

City Hall!

Zhengjun knocked on the door and entered Yang Mulin's office: "Mayor, what's so urgent?"

"Here I come!"

Yang Mulin didn't let him sit, but instead spoke with a stern expression.

"Comrade Zhengjun, I have always firmly believed that your loyalty to the Party and the people has not changed, and I also firmly believe that your faith has always existed, and I am even more convinced that you share the same heart and virtue with the Party, always standing with the people, never losing your way."

Zhengjun straightened his chest: "Please rest assured, Mayor, I will always be a loyal guardian of the Party and the people, always remember the mission of the people's police, crack down on illegal and criminal activities, and maintain social stability."

His professional sensitivity told him this was a major task, and not an easy one, involving many people.

Otherwise, Yang Mulin would not have been so serious; the moment to test him was coming.

Yang Mulin stood up, walked to Zhengjun, and said: "In the Municipal Bureau, the only person I can truly trust is you, Zhengjun. I hope you won't disappoint my trust."

"Pa!"

Zhengjun gave a salute: "If the organization believes I am capable, I will never betray the organization and the Mayor's trust in me, no matter how dangerous or difficult the task, even if it means bleeding and sacrificing, I will not hesitate."

"Bleeding and sacrificing won't come to that, but this time, you will face unprecedented pressure."

Yang Mulin's expression became even more stern, and his tone grew low.

"Completing the task is not difficult; the difficulty lies in whether you have the confidence to withstand the pressure."

Zhengjun's heart jumped violently: "If you, Mayor, can withstand it, then I can too."

Yang Mulin looked at Zhengjun, after about five or six seconds, he patted Zhengjun's shoulder heavily.

"Your mission this time is Dongtai."

Zhengjun's eyes narrowed; he knew this mission was not simple, but he didn't expect it to be Dongtai.

"Regarding Dongtai, you should understand it better than I do." Yang Mulin continued: "No matter who is involved, those who should be arrested must not be let go. They must be strictly investigated, severely punished, and dealt with severely—these are also the exact words of Secretary Jian."

Upon hearing that Secretary Jian had also issued instructions, Zhengjun felt his pressure ease considerably.

"Please rest assured, Mayor, no matter how difficult or how great the pressure, I will surely complete the task resolutely."

Yang Mulin patted Zhengjun's shoulder heavily: "Action will be taken tonight, and it must be finished before dawn."

This stunned Zhengjun; he didn't expect action to be taken tonight.

It's almost eight o'clock now, and for such a large operation, time is tight.

There is also a very important issue: who in the Municipal Bureau can be trusted?

Besides those few of his close confidants and trusted aides, others must be carefully screened, but there isn't even time for that.

"I know there are many problems in the Municipal Bureau, so I have already contacted the Armed Police Force to cooperate with you."

Upon hearing this, Zhengjun's confidence greatly increased; with the Armed Police Force cooperating, what else is there to say?

"I will deploy the Special Police Brigade, which has been established for less than a year. Besides recruiting retired soldiers, all are young people who just started working this year. They are absolutely trustworthy, and they are the only ones we can trust."

"No problem."

Yang Mulin nodded, then glanced at the time—they should be arriving soon.

As his words fell, a knocking sound came from outside.

"Come in!" Yang Mulin shouted.

The office door was pushed open, a lieutenant colonel entered, stood at attention, and gave a military salute.

"Reporting to the commander, Battalion Commander Shilin Hai of the 3rd Battalion, Armed Police Unit 3162, reports for duty."

Yang Mulin smiled and shook hands with Shilin Hai: "Come, let's discuss the action plan."

…………………………

After Zhou Andong returned to his room, he called Qianqiu to report on his work over the past few days, including mentioning Liao Ting's situation, and then chatted with Su Su for a good while.

But as they chatted, the little girl started crying, shouting that she wanted her dad, to come over and find her dad, and Zhou Andong's heart melted at his daughter's tears. Now there is no flight; if there were, he would definitely fly back immediately.

Qianqiu tried to soothe her, Zhou Andong also tried on the phone, but no matter how they tried, it didn't work well. Finally, Old Four ran over, took the little girl out to play, and only then did things calm down.

After hanging up, Zhou Andong lay on the sofa watching TV, still the foreign girl.

"Bang bang bang..."

Knocking sounds came from outside; Zhou Andong got up to open the door, and outside stood Wan Fuyuan.

"Old Wan, why did you come so late? Is there something?"

Wan Fuyuan nodded: "I just came back from the City Hall."

"Come in and say it." Zhou Andong turned around, and unconsciously a hint of a smile appeared on his face.

After entering the room, Zhou Andong pointed to the sofa: "Have a seat!"

The two sat down, and Zhou Andong took out a cigarette and threw one to Wan Fuyuan.

"Did you go to the City Hall to see Mayor Yang?"

Wan Fuyuan kept complaining in his heart: "You're obviously asking knowingly."

"I also have something else to report to the Mayor, and by the way, I'll say goodbye to you for him. The Mayor said, Dongguan is safe, and he wishes you a smooth journey, and next time you come, he'll treat you to a drink."

"Click!"

Zhou Andong's pure silver lighter sparked a flame; he slightly lowered his head and lit the cigarette.

"With Mayor Yang being upright and unyielding, hating evil like an enemy, I also believe Dongguan is safe."

Wan Fuyuan's mouth twitched: "Zhou Dong, you haven't eaten dinner tonight, and neither have I. Want to go eat something together?"

Zhou Andong checked the time—it was already 8:30 PM: "I'm not hungry yet. If you have nothing else to do, let's chat. When we get hungry at midnight, we'll go get a late-night snack together, and by the way, catch a show."

"No problem." Wan Fuyuan, upon hearing this, understood Zhou Andong's meaning: "How about this—I'll go find Deputy Poker, and we'll play cards to pass the time faster."

"Good!" Zhou Andong said with a smile: "I'll call Wentian over, and the three of us will play Fight the Landlord."

Wan Fuyuan got up to go get the poker cards; Zhou Andong picked up the phone, called next door, and summoned Wang Wentian over.

Huang Yali and Yu Zhan and the others were chatting in Wang Wentian's room, and they all followed along.

Soon, Tang Fuyuan returned, saw that everyone had come over, and said with a smile.

"Fortunately, I brought two decks of cards."

"Come on!" Zhou Andong called out: "Wentian, you and I will accompany Manager Tang, Yu Zhan you three go play over there."

The time spent playing cards really flew by, and before they knew it, it was already eleven o'clock.

Because no one had eaten dinner that night, they were all a bit hungry.

Zhou Andong threw down the cards, grabbed the over two hundred yuan he had won in front of him.

"No more playing, let's go get a late-night snack, I'll treat."

Yu Zhan and the others also threw down their cards; they had been hungry for a while, but since Zhou Andong, this boss, didn't suggest going to eat, they could only endure it.

A group of people left the guesthouse, and at some point, fine rain began to fall from the sky, like rain yet like mist.

"During the Qingming season, rain falls incessantly, travelers on the road are broken-hearted." Zhou Andong looked up at the overcast sky: "Today is Qingming, I don't know if at this time we can buy paper money to give some cash to the wandering spirits."