The Hero Who Troubles the Heroes

Remember [New] for a second,! Day by day, Charles inspected the local paper mill, printing factory, water works, Royal Fourth Machine Tool Factory, Royal Charles Sewage Treatment Plant No. 3, No. 9 Primary School, No. 11 Middle School, Yeburg University of Technology, Yeburg Institute of Mineral Geography, Yeburg University of Magic and Technology, Yeburg Department Store, Yeburg Bookstore, Children's Palace, Workers' Cultural Palace, several villages and several state farms in the railway area, in addition to participating in the opening ceremony of the city's sports games and watching A football match with a lot of important speeches at the same time.

When he got home from work that day, he asked Beelzebub to go back first, and then asked the driver to drive the car to the nearby Iset River.

The driver, Vasiliev, is the prince's full-time driver, a former soldier, and an excellent intelligence officer. When a crisis comes, he can serve as a bodyguard.

However, even Vasilyev himself laughed at himself. At that time, I am afraid that His Royal Highness the Mayor and His Excellency the Secretary will protect him.

The setting sun shone on the river, the whole sky turned golden red, and those fishing people started to go home with the harvest of the day.

After Charles got out of the car and walked towards the river, Vasiliev thought that His Highness was going to fish, and opened the trunk of the car to take out fishing supplies.

"No need," Charles said. "Come and walk with me."

Vasilyev followed him to the river while carefully observing his surroundings.

On the shore, Charles took out a pack of cigarettes, took one himself, and handed one to Vasiliev.

After a while, Charles asked, "What's up with all those rumors about me lately?"

During this period of time, when he visited various places, he found that many people naturally joked about himself, Beelzebub and Warfarin, and the content was basically the same.

This made Charles alert. He was a leader anyway. Even if the steel factory treated Beelzebub as one of his own, he would not joke so directly, and also added that he was fishing all day, and he would not go out except to buy vegetables. Warfarin.

The only explanation is that there is some kind of gossip going around.

Vasiliev immediately replied: "Recently, rumors about the relationship between His Highness and Ms. Beelzebub and Ms. Warfarin have indeed been spreading."

Charles frowned and asked, "Anything else?"

His intuition told himself that there must be a backhand behind this abnormal rumor.

Vasiliev thought for a moment and said, "Not yet."

Charles said firmly: "It must be found out."

Vasiliev immediately took the order, and then found out before going to work the next day.

"So soon?" Charles asked him in surprise. "Will it be a problem?"

Vasiliev explained: "There is a message circle between our drivers. We often chat and drink together. Last night I invited a few people to drink together until late."

Charles was speechless, but it wasn't surprising that the drivers were quick and accurate.

He looked at Vasiliev with some worry and asked, "By the way, you wouldn't be told like this, would you?"

Vasiliev raised his chest and answered confidently: "I am a trained professional driver out of ten thousand, and no one can drink me!"

Charles was speechless.

At this time Beelzebub realized that their conversation was not simple and asked, "What happened?"

Without waiting for Charles to explain, Vasiliev immediately revealed the results of the investigation.

Beelzebub said speechlessly: "Forget about this kind of thing, I've encountered it almost a hundred times."

Then she said to Vasiliev: "Turn right at the third intersection ahead and stop in front of the fourth store."

There is a shop selling bread, which belongs to the tertiary production company that arranges the family members of the employees in the steel factory.

Because the workers in the steel plant are doing manual work, they usually drink a lot of food and have high calories. The bread they make in the cafeteria is very large and has a lot of sugar added. It tastes sweet and is quite popular in the market. , has also become a brand.

Beelzebub came back with a sweet loaf bigger than half a football, and said nothing.

In the middle of the night, Charles slept soundly when Polunov came to him suddenly, saying that something unexpected happened.

It must be a big event that the executive deputy mayor can find in the middle of the night. Charles took his car and rushed to Yebao First People's Hospital.

On the way, Polunov reported solemnly: "Just this evening, Pat and Reshe were attacked and injured by unknown gangsters."

"Last year, Abyss City issued a message telling us to beware of the spies that sneaked in through the forest in the East. I suspect this matter has something to do with it."

Charles nodded, in fact he was the biggest spy.

"It's very possible," he said. "I will communicate this with the National Security Council."

The car soon came to the hospital, and a continuous scream could be heard in the corridor leading to the ward.

The voice was so painful and tragic that both Charles and Polunov broke out in a cold sweat.

When the two walked to the door of the ward, the screams stopped, and a doctor with a purple epic doctor badge pinned to his chest, wearing a huge mask, and his head cap covering his ears came out, followed by a few others. Intern pinning a grey rough doctor badge.

Polunov asked hastily, "How are they?"

Doctor Epic replied in an awkward voice: "The treatment is now well explained, and the injured person is emotionally stable."

Charles believed her to be a ghost, because she left the interns instructing the interns not to use so much force when catheters were inserted—especially without anesthesia.

In the ward, Pat and Lisher were lying on the hospital bed, staring straight at the ceiling.

Charles took the diagnosis card at the end of the bed. The two wounded were injured by multiple blows all over the body, with several fractures. Healing magic could only be used after the bones were positioned.

Polunov whispered a few times in front of the hospital bed, but neither of them responded.

At this time, there was a burst of rapid footsteps, and the family members of the injured came.

Charles and Polunov comforted the family members, and then the chief of public security, who hurried over, called the mayor out.

"This is what we found at the crime scene." The police chief held two plastic slime bags in his hands, each containing a bulging kraft paper bag.

Paper bags are very common and can be bought at any stationery store.

However, the words "reporting materials" were glued to the two paper bags, which were all cut out from newspapers.

Charles held the two bags and said in a deep voice: "Let's go back to the city government first, and we need Archbishop Boris and others to witness the opening."

Polunov nodded solemnly and asked the chief of public security to send someone to call Archbishop Boris, other deputy mayors and leaders of relevant departments to a meeting, and don't tell them about the paper bag.

As soon as these two paper bags appeared, the nature of the case was different.

This kind of case involving two high-ranking officials in a city at the same time is likely to be a conspiracy involving a wide range of cases, which needs to be treated with caution.

In the car back to the city hall, in order to ensure that the paper bag is not opened in advance so that readers can notify the persons involved in the case, Charles, Porunoff and the chief of public security are sitting in the same car.

A group of relevant personnel gathered in Charles' office less than an hour later, and Archbishop Boris opened two paper bags in public and took out the contents.

Inside are sheets of ordinary letter paper, the words on them are cut from newspapers, and perfume is also sprayed to remove the smell of the operator.

The expressions of the officials from the Ministry of Internal Affairs and the Ministry of State Security who were present immediately turned toothache. This technique was learned from the book Lurking in the Light at first glance. Although it was rough, it was very practical.

Boris began to read the contents of the letter aloud in public. Everyone was in a cold sweat, and some people were already slumped in their chairs.

For a long time, the Bureau of Agriculture and the Bureau of Commerce have mastered the eligibility standards for the listing of agricultural products and the sale of commodities, but these standards are largely controlled by the two directors and the deputy mayors in charge of these two areas.

In this way, it provides space for power rent-seeking, allowing them to "if you can do it, you can do it or not, and if you say it can't do it, you can't do it." It depends on whether you have "meaning".

Charles sighed deeply, turned to look at the officials of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, squinted and said, "It's up to you next."

The Ministry of Internal Affairs of Yebao is vertically managed by the People's Committee of Internal Affairs, and is responsible for the protection of important places, counter-espionage, anti-corruption and handling of major emergencies. The tasks of the subordinate internal affairs forces are similar to those of the armed police.

The Ministry of Internal Affairs acted as soon as possible, and the others should go back to sleep.

Charles dragged his exhausted body back home, and saw that Beelzebub and Warfarin were ready to have supper and waited for him to come back, but it was already cold.

The two eldest sisters found that their revenge actions seemed to be a little bigger, and Charles must have seen it, and now he is waiting to be scolded.

Charles said helplessly: "There is no need to beat people so badly, what if they are caught."

Warfarin pouted and said: "I just let them contribute to the training of qualified doctors~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Beelzebub said embarrassedly: "I didn't expect the steel factory to do this, don't worry, They knew each other very well, and those people must have traveled by train. "

Charles was speechless. From the beginning, he thought that Magni, the factory manager, was not simple, loyal, and quick-witted. Now he found that he was secretly collecting black materials from other officials, and he must be a hero in troubled times.

"Tell me Magni." Charles said to Beelzebub, "Since there is evidence of their crimes and crimes, just hand it over to me directly. I will not let any bad guy go."

The next morning, Magni looked at Beelzebub with a question mark, feeling that what the eldest sister had said early in the morning was inexplicable.

It is true that he is a local snake, but he has nothing to do to collect illegal evidence of officials, and it is not the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

"Evidence? Where do I have any evidence? Those few went out empty-handed. If there were these things, I, the archbishop, would have knocked them to death long ago, and have they kept them until now?"

When Beelzebub came back and told Charles the original words, he frowned and finally shook his head.