Chapter 15: See the funeral again (this chapter is free)

It was already noon after getting off the highway. I was sitting in the car and couldn't feel the heat outside. I found a hotel in the city center. In order to prevent accidents, I copied a notepad and handed it to my uncle for safekeeping. I asked him to stay in the neighbor's hotel, and then told Zhou Fumin the phone number of the hotel room.

It will take until 1996 that the mobile phone will open the roaming calls between cities. At this time, it is useless to be in a different place.

In 1994, Xu Xueping was the deputy secretary of the provincial party committee and the secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Committee. He retired for two thousand years. After the Ding Xiangshan case broke out in 1999, Xu Xueping asked the procuratorate to thoroughly investigate it. Although he didn't know how much Zhou Fuming had put in this, Xu Xueping should be reliable.

The phone number was delayed, and although the room was not kicked away suddenly, a large number of plainclothes came in, but waiting in the hotel made people anxious.

Zhang Zhixing was always worried about his wife and did not dare to call his wife's unit on his own initiative. It was until six o'clock in the evening that Liang Gezhen called, which was Zhou Fuming telling her the phone number of the hotel room.

At noon, Liang Gezhen called Xicheng Hotel directly at the Bureau of Letters and Calls to be investigated by the provincial inspection team, and then went to the Municipal Bureau for investigation. The family had been searched. Liang Gezhen did not go home. The search was notified when she was in the Municipal Bureau. Zhou Fuming called to inquire, but the Municipal Bureau did not force the detention for twenty-four hours. She now lives in her colleague's house.

Zhang Ke looked at his father put down the phone and thought that Tang Xueqian's family must have been searched. It is estimated that Tang Xueqian and his wife are explaining the 370,000-yuan savings at the Xicheng Hotel. I don't know how Tang Jing is, but that beautiful face comes to his mind. Zhang Ke is very worried and wants his father and uncle to come to the provincial capital. He stays in Haizhou and at least he can take care of Tang Jing. I really don't know how she is now.

It was not until seven o'clock that Zhou Fuming opened the phone: "Secretary Xu's family had something recently, so I contacted him. Secretary Xu may not have any good impression of the cadres in Haizhou. You just go to Secretary Xu's house and explain the problem clearly..."

Zhang Ke didn't know what Zhou Fuming meant, and thought that Xu Xueping might be more strict with the officials and cadres in Haizhou. In his impression, Xu Xueping rarely went to Haizhou and did not take it seriously.

Zhang Ke and his father left the hotel, stopped a taxi, and headed straight to Xinmeiyuan in the south of the city. It was hot summer, and the plum trees were not very good. The branches were swaying under the moon shadow, but they had a bit of charm. Xinmeiyuan is a residential area for senior officials of the provincial party committee and government. Zhang Ke and his father waited at the gate for a while, and a young man with a secretary came out inside and picked them up.

The man had white thread on the sleeve of the short-sleeved shirt. Zhang Ke was surprised: Who in Xu Xueping's family passed away? Seeing that the man had a cold expression of being a stranger on his face, he felt that he was better not to talk too much.

The night was hazy, and I couldn't tell how deep Xinmeiyuan was. After passing by several villas, they were very quiet. The iron fences were planted with Rose family shrubs inside and outside, and they grew very lushly, blocking the gaze that continued to visit.

The young man who looked like a secretary entered Xu Xueping's house, passed through the courtyard full of flowers and plants, and waited directly to the living room. Xu Xueping was very tall, about sixty years old, with some old spots on his face, thick lips, high cheekbones, deep eyes, and serious expression, which put a lot of pressure on others.

Zhang Ke noticed that there was a small piece of linen on the cloth shoes on Xu Xueping's flat feet. When he was dead, he was troubled by him?

"Secretary Xu..." Zhang Zhixing felt his body owed.

"Zhou Fuming called me and said that you have materials about Tang Xueqian's case." Xu Xueping's voice was very heavy, which made people feel very cold. "The province has drawn elites from the procuratorate, court, public security department and other units to form an inspection team to Haizhou to find out the problem. Why can't you hand it over to the inspection team directly if you have any materials?"

"The materials in our hands are not only about Mayor Tang, but also about Ding Xiangshan, Secretary of the Haizhou Municipal Party Committee..."

"What material..." Xu Xueping's face slowed down, he sat back on the sofa, and pointed to the sofa on the side to ask Zhang Zhixing and his son to sit on it.

Zhang Zhixing handed Zhang Ke a photo in front of the red brick villa and Zeng Jianhua's notepad to Xu Xueping.

Xu Xueping flipped through the photos, flipped through Zeng Jianhua's notepad. Without looking closely, he leaned against the sofa and pondered for a while, and said, "There may be some problems in Xinfeng Group. Isn't your city also aware of it? Didn't you send a few inspection teams? Can the problem be found clearly? It takes time. Don't just doubt the top leader of the city casually. What problems can these photos explain? Even if you have any questions, you can react to the relevant departments. Don't just poke it onto it casually. All work must be processed..." Xu Xueping's tone made people feel sank, but he turned to the young man who looked like a secretary and said, "Xiao Li, call to see if there are any comrades in the provincial procuratorate on duty at night and hand over the people and materials to the comrades in the procuratorate to handle."

"Secretary Xu," Zhang Zhixing was both frightened and anxious when he saw Xu Xueping ignore it. "I have worked with Mayor Tang for more than ten years and I know his character..."

Xu Xueping was very impatient to listen to him after he finished speaking, waved his hand, and made a powerful and decisive posture, interrupting his words: "Does Tang Xueqian make mistakes? It was not your decision. The provincial inspection team is still investigating and has not yet reached a conclusion. If there are mistakes, the national law is difficult to tolerate. If there are no mistakes, he will be treated fairly. Does the Xinfeng Group need to directly intervene in the province? It takes time to discuss whether the province needs to intervene. You don't intervene when you say you're involved... Also, before Tang Xueqian presided over the restructuring of Xinfeng Group, Xinfeng Group was still calm. When he presided over the restructuring work, Xinfeng Group made trouble one after another. Do you believe in you or the eyes of the masses?" If you want to say that Xu Xueping's previous completely formulaic bureaucratic tone was disappointed, the words behind showed that he had a very bad impression of Tang Xueqian, which made people feel depressed.

After Xu Xueping said these words, he got up and left. The person who looked like a secretary called and sat back there, monitoring Zhang Zhixing and his son were not allowed to leave secretly.

This evidence cannot be thoroughly investigated without a strong person, but depends on bureaucratic work procedures. It will take until the year of the donkey and horse to thoroughly investigate it?

Since Xu Xueping said that he would hand them over to the provincial procuratorate, he could not get out of here and go to another provincial leader. Zhang Ke didn't know what went wrong and was in a dilemma now.

"Uncle Li, who died in Secretary Xu's family?" Zhang Ke remembered that Xu Xueping called this young Xiao Li and asked him with a sweet mouth.

Li Yijiang only regarded Zhang Zhixing and Zhang Ke as an ordinary cadre who came from below to the province to respond to the problem. Before, the mayor of Haizhou City Zhou Fuming said hello, but he was not particularly hostile. Seeing Zhang Ke ask him, he replied: "Secretary Xu's son died in a car accident a few days ago. The car accident happened in your Haizhou City. How do officials in Haizhou manage traffic!"

No wonder Xu Xueping has such a bad temper. It turns out that his son died in a car accident in Haizhou. Zhang Ke felt that Xu Xueping's bad temper was not difficult to understand. If he was given enough power, he would probably let the Haizhou government officials rush home with a fucking bedding. My father didn't hear any news about this in the city government. Either not many people in the city knew about this, or my father was completely isolated from his colleagues in the city government.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Ke was helpless and could only sit there waiting for the people from the provincial procuratorate to come, hoping that the normal investigation procedures could be followed and the problem could be quickly identified.

Zhang Ke sat with his father on the sofa. The nanny brought in three cups of tea. As soon as he put the tea cup down, he heard a child crying in a panic. The crying sounded long and short, and then it seemed like a person rolling from the bed to the floor.

Xu Xueping jumped out of the study with a slight pace and saw the nanny putting a teacup on the table and said sternly: "Didn't you tell you that you shouldn't let Zhitong be alone in the room?"

The nanny looked embarrassed, which made Xu Xueping feel overwhelmed; Xu Xueping snorted coldly and shook his hand to go up the stairs.

"Whether the guest comes home, whether it is from Haizhou or somewhere, it is always necessary to pour tea. I asked Xiao Zhou to pour tea for the guest," a woman in her fifties held a little girl down the stairs and let the little girl's head rest on her shoulder. The woman said to the nanny, "Xiao Zhou, your Uncle Xu has a bad temper these days, don't take it to your heart."

The little girl's face was sobbing on the woman's shoulders, and her body was trembling slightly. Xu Xueping did not refute and reached out to take the little girl from the woman's arms. The cold voice just now became soft and friendly: "Zhitong, come, let grandpa hold you..."

When the little girl left the woman's arms, her face turned to Zhang Ke.
Chapter completed!