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Wei Changle, who is the director of the Jeju City Taxation Bureau, is a department-level official. Such a big official, his life is very expensive. Therefore, the automatic alarm installed in his home is connected to the Jeju City 110 service station. Moreover, because he is a high-ranking official, he has to receive special services. Therefore, with a light press here, the staff of the 110 service desk can not only immediately judge the detailed home address of the informant, but also know the official position, name, etc. of the informant.

This is the home of Wei Changle, the director of the tax bureau?!

Director Wei called the police, no, Director Wei called the police again!

Why add a 'again'?

I don't know what's going on, but the director of the tax bureau, who doesn't live in a big house allocated by the organization, but wants to live in a small house, always calls the police at every turn. It's only eight o'clock now, which is considered early, and it used to be late at night, which was a common thing.

Call the police, call the police, and when the police arrive, is there anything wrong with the home of the director of the tax bureau?

There's no trouble, why are you calling the police, is it an idle egg that hurts, or a chrysanthemum itch, or a brain disease!

The answer given by the director of the tax department was always thunder and death. I just tried this thing and it didn't work, or I wanted to check your work efficiency, or even said that I wanted to see if I, a department-level official, was valued by you.

Sister's!

The whole world knows that you are a department-level official, so don't talk about it all day long, okay?

If you weren't a department-level official, you would have to lie to the police.

Of course, the 110 service station and the police officers can only complain in their hearts, but they don't dare to really say it.

Helpless, very helpless.

Who let the family be a big official, but Lord Director, although we are only small soldiers, we also have to eat and sleep. Can you show mercy to your subordinates and stop playing tricks on us, and call the police twice in three days?

How did they know that Wei Changle called the police so frequently because he hid too much money at home, and he always felt unsafe. At the slightest movement, he is not steady. That's why calling the police is a daily routine.

As a result, not only the staff of the 110 alarm service desk were lazy, but also the police officers.

Therefore, after Wei Changle pressed the alarm, it took more than ten minutes for the staff of the 110 alarm service station to notify the police officers.

The community where Wei Changle lives belongs to the jurisdiction of the Hongxing West Road Police Station. At this time, several policemen who were on duty at the police station received a call from the 110 police service station, and learned that it was the police reported by the director of the tax bureau, so they were naturally impatient.

"! It's him again! Three days and two ends of the police, what do we do? His family's personal bodyguard? Okay, if you become a bodyguard, then you will be paid! ”

"The salary of the yarn, the last time we went to his house, one person gave a box of two pieces of five a bumper harvest. Your sister! He should be the one who asks for food! ”

"Sick, right? If you are sick, go take medicine, toss us all day long, we have an enmity with you? Exercise! It's amazing if it's the director, stupid than a thing! ”

Several policemen scolded for a while, if Wei Changle was still alive, he really didn't know how many sneezes he would have to make.

Of the six police officers, only one is a regular police officer, and the rest are auxiliary police officers. Most of them are between the ages of twenty and thirty, and it is purely normal to have this kind of situation.

At this time, the only official policeman put his legs on the table, took out a box of nine yuan of General Bai, and scattered one by one.

"Don't worry, smoke a cigarette and go again!" The official policeman's name is Ngawang, in his early thirties, with a fat head and big ears, and he is bald.

When others are impatient, he is simply bored.

A while ago, Ngawang had a cousin who was going to enter the tax office. Ngawang thought that he could tie up with Wei Changle, but he didn't want that old bastard to talk about people and not do things. The gift money of more than 200,000 yuan was lost, and the matter was not completed.

According to the routine of officialdom, if you can't do anything for others, the gift money received must be returned as it is. But Wei Changle is good, and everything that is left untouched has been blacked.

Ngawang naturally hated the root of his teeth, if he had paid more attention at that time and got some evidence, he would have to expose it.

Helplessly, there is no evidence. He is also the director of the tax department, and the network is unimaginable. Therefore, Ngawang can only suffer a dumb loss, and the matter will be over.

Now Wei Changle called the police again, not to mention that there was no trouble, even if Wei Changle really had an accident, he would have to braid, and Ngawang was too lazy to take someone to the police.

Ngawang and his brother smoked a cigarette, made a cup of tea, and went to the toilet to release water before leaving.

What made them snicker was that the van was halfway down and the food was closed. What's wrong? I don't know, just go down and kick a few feet in front of the car. The public car is not distressed when it is kicked and broken.

Sure enough, after someone went down and kicked a few times, the van was fine, but it was really bad.

After Ah Wang came to Wei Changle's door with a few assistant policemen. Ngawang knocked on the door, but there was no response from inside, so he could only shout: "Director Wei? Are you at home? Just now, a gangster was slashing someone on the street with a knife, and we subdued the man and immediately rushed here. I know why it didn't come quickly, but I did my best, you don't blame us, do you? ”

Ngawang rambled nonsense, as if it were the real thing.

However, Wei Changle's family still didn't respond.

The brothers glanced at each other.

This **** plus the neurotic old man is angry?

Born casually, life and death are the best!

What if you don't open the door?

Knock again, and if the door is not opened, the brothers will withdraw. Anyway, we've already been here, even if someone asks, we have something to say.

Bang bang bang!

Ngawang knocked on the door, but there was still no response. So, the brothers were ready to turn around and leave.

It's just that as soon as the brothers turned around, they heard the sound of the door opening behind them.

Director Wei is out?

When everyone looked back, they were immediately dumbfounded. When they come to their senses, I will hold you, and you will hold me, just like seeing a ghost, and my soul will be scattered. It's okay to be bolder, but I just squatted on the ground. The timid ones are a little bit, their pants are wet, and there is a pungent smell of urine.

Whether it is a bold person or a little timid, both legs seem to be filled with lead, and they can't pull it out at all.

What is so terrible that scares so many big men like this?

Are there really ghosts?

It's a ghost, it's clearly a bloody corpse.

The neck was severed, and the throat was leaking outside. With his eyes closed, his eyeballs bulge outward. The facial features are twisted together, and they can't tell which is the mouth and which is the nose.

It's a miserable death!

And the few policemen who arrived at the scene, they usually only chase the ruffians and hooligans, or mediate all kinds of small disputes, where have they seen dead people!

Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to be scared like this. After all, the death of the deceased was really miserable.

"Boss! He...... He seems to be Director Wei! ”

"Quick...... Quickly notify the above...... Director Wei was killed! ”

At this time, the TV in the room was turned on, and a piece of news was broadcasting inside.

"At 9:05, it suddenly rained heavily in the Haier Building on Taibai Road. The difference is that this heavy rain, not real rain, is all 100 yuan bills! As you can see, the 100-yuan bill is still pouring down like heavy rain. And more and more people rushed to hear the news. The whole thing has caused public chaos, and the police have put up a cordon and intervened in the investigation. Behind the scenes of this incident, what is the real situation, this station will continue to follow up and report. I'm Xiaoyu, an intern reporter for the evening news in Jeju City. Ah! It's finally over, have you turned the camera off? Cameraman, put the camera in the car, and my microphone. Why? Of course, it's to grab money, so much money, just pick it up, you can pick it up. Such a good thing, we can't be left behind! ”

(I'm the fifth watch, not the third watch.) Two watches in the morning, three watches during the day, two plus three? And why not write. Yellow, now sweeping. Huang, Xi Da has spoken, and he can't write, otherwise he will be blocked! ）

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