bookrandom Chapter 748 Even if you manage to get through, you still need to use the right methods.
Chapter 748 Even if you manage to get through, you still need to use the right methods.
"But I still can't show my face, right?"
"Don't worry, I didn't intend to show off in front of others, and if I were to show off, it wouldn't be in front of any particular group of people..."
Jiang Xia paused, his tone suddenly turning cold:
"Stop wasting time with them! Have Uncle Yang immediately convene a meeting with all relevant cadres to read out the documents, and find a pretext to confine those people in the office building!"
The R&D personnel gathered at Factory 112, ostensibly for a meeting. I went there to explain the key points of the modification to them and, incidentally, to protect them.
"Company Commander Tang, you drive the armored vehicles directly to the cadre meeting. With the cassette testimonies as a backup, use the 'nest' as a pretext to apprehend the main culprits first! The rest of the smaller fry can be dealt with slowly!"
Jiang Xia waved his hand, not wanting to get entangled in this matter any further.
After saying that, he looked at Lao Wang and said, "Lao Wang, I remember you said before that your style of doing things is different from that of the public security system, right? You can make up your own reasons, just don't bother me."
This was the first time Old Wang had ever seen Jiang Xia display such an almost overbearing dominance. He was taken aback at first, then chuckled. He recalled the last time at the dance academy, when this kid had to rack his brains to come up with some "dirty tricks" to deal with a few spoiled brats.
Unexpectedly, not long after, this kid was already rushing headlong towards the direction of "a heavy sword has no edge, great skill is without artifice".
It's fierce, but...
"The plan is good, but it's a bit rushed!"
As he spoke, the guy unceremoniously pulled out a pack of cigarettes from Jiang Xia's pocket, skillfully lit one, and then gestured for the others to move to the jeep, away from the dormitory window.
He glanced at Gu and the others who were still watching the commotion from the wall, then lowered his voice: "That security officer surnamed Liu who was sent out over there still hasn't been seen! Someone who can be sent to do the 'cleaning up' work can't be a good person, can he? He's definitely a ruthless character, and he probably has a lot of shady dealings and connections in his hands."
"If we arrest the main culprit now and let this Liu guy get away, he knows too much and might hide in the shadows and cause trouble. If he's cornered and does something rash, like blowing up the warehouse or sending false messages to the Russians, we'll be in big trouble!"
"Huh? The leader has been taken down, shouldn't the rest scatter like monkeys when the tree falls?"
Jiang Xia took a drag of his cigarette, then shoved it back into Lao Wang's hand with a hint of disdain. This cheap cigarette was the same one that came with the French compensation train car; the hard-shell box had "Dunhill" written on it in a gaudy way.
It's a pity it looks good but isn't easy to smoke, or maybe this kid just doesn't appreciate it...
Old Wang took it without a care: "Identity! That's what I'm most worried about!"
Old Wang took the cigarette, took a deep drag, and his eyes became profound: "Don't forget where this is. Before liberation, this was the most concentrated and best-armed area for bandits and enemy agents. 54 years later, we killed, captured, and had about a third of them surrender, basically eliminating them. But there are still a few tough guys who haven't been brought to justice and are still hiding..."
He exhaled a smoke ring and lowered his voice: "But some guys still talk about some inexplicable 'code of honor'... Plus, the identities of those people are very complicated... They might be people left behind on the other side of the strait, or they might be spies planted in the north years ago, or even some people who take money from both sides and have ambiguous identities... It's a very deep situation!"
Jiang Xia stopped moving and his expression became serious.
Old Wang continued, "So, if this group is just a mob bound together by shared interests, then it's manageable. But if it includes those 'special individuals' I just mentioned, they might not disperse. Instead, they'll likely become more vigilant and secretly coordinate after their leader's arrest, waiting for an opportunity to regroup! We must devise a foolproof plan to wipe them all out in one fell swoop, eliminating them completely! Only then can we truly feel at ease!"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Xia immediately calmed down a bit.
Old ginger is spicier! Recently, Lao Wang has been following Jiang Xia around like a silly husky, but don't forget that he is the elite of the "old nest" and a recipient of the First-Class Merit!
Old Wang's concerns are very real! Jiang Xia recalled the old man's profound considerations about "adjusting the industrial layout and preparing for war and famine".
If these deeply rooted "weeds" are not completely eradicated now, when the factory relocation and equipment transfer actually begin, if desperate criminals like "Old Liu" cause sabotage in the shadows, the consequences will be unimaginable!
But is waiting all we can do?
Jiang Xia, thinking about the improved blueprints for the Il-28, became somewhat anxious: "But the modification of the Il-28 can't be delayed. The sooner it's completed, the sooner it can be used..."
"Hey, Lao Wang, why don't you call Director Xiong first? Tell him some simple things, maybe my senior apprentice can offer some other suggestions."
Old Wang nodded and walked away, leaving Company Commander Tang and Squad Leader Ru, two killing gods, to keep Jiang Xia company as he pondered deeply.
"Unjustly accused!"
"Let my man go!"
"Where is justice?!"
Outside the courtyard, from the direction of the Jiefang truck that was parading through the streets, suddenly came loud crying and shouting!
The noise was even louder than before, mixed with the piercing cries of women, the screams of children, and the pushing and shoving of the crowd!
"what happened?"
Xiao Gu, who was leaning against the courtyard wall, suddenly waved to Jiang Xia: "Jiang Engineer! Someone has stopped the car and they're arguing!"
The noise made Jiang Xia and the others uneasy, so Company Commander Tang took the lead, protecting Xiao Dai Mao behind him, and the group walked to the entrance of the courtyard to look outside.
Sure enough, the procession of Liberation trucks that had paraded through the streets that morning was now completely surrounded by a large crowd, unable to move forward. Several women and children knelt in the middle of the road directly in front of the trucks, pounding their chests, wailing and crying heart-wrenchingly.
"Innocent! Your Honor! My husband is an honest man! He would never steal anything!"
"Release my father! You've arrested the wrong person!"
"Where is justice?! What right do you have to arrest people?!"
The two men on the truck stopped obediently "confessing" and instead struggled frantically to the side of the truck bed, shouting hoarsely at their families below:
"Honey! Believe me! I'm absolutely not a thief! I'm innocent!"
“Stone! My son! Your father is innocent! They’ve made a mistake!”
It was clear that the two men's families had rushed to the scene upon hearing the news, and were emotionally distraught, attempting to stop the car to rescue them. The scene completely spiraled out of control, with more and more workers gathering to watch, discussing and pointing, and some even starting to shove and push the police officers maintaining order, creating utter chaos.
Jiang Xia gazed at the chaos outside the wall. The women's cries mixed with the men's roars pierced his ears like needles. In a daze, it overlapped with some distorted scenes from his memory.
His brows furrowed, and he patted Sergeant Ru on the shoulder: "Old Sergeant, I'm sorry to trouble you to make this trip and ask about the details. Find out who those two people are, what their families mean by 'being wronged,' and all that."
"Don't worry." Squad Leader Ru replied readily, but didn't immediately lift his foot.
He first turned around and walked to the corner of the wall, took off his cotton hat, and flipped the brim back to reveal a few shallow old scars on his forehead; then he took off his military overcoat, folded it into a square and stuffed it into the back seat of the jeep.
He turned his faded blue cotton coat inside out with a "whoosh." The tattered lining was now exposed, with cotton wadding peeking out. He looked just like one of those destitute people huddled in a corner.
After doing all that, he didn't rush to leave. Instead, he went around to the front of the Jeep, rubbed his index finger in the oil stains on the hood, and then wiped it on his neck and cheeks. His once clean face was instantly covered with a layer of black grime, and even the wrinkles around his eyes were filled with grease, making him look like an ordinary worker who had just finished his shift at the factory.
"Let's go." He gave Jiang Xia and the others a look, put his hands in his sleeves, and walked slowly out of the research institute's courtyard.
Instead of heading straight for the truck, I walked along the wall for about a hundred meters. When I saw a few people carrying shovels, who looked like they were just changing shifts, heading towards the riot, I quietly followed them and mingled with the crowd of onlookers, slowly moving towards the truck.
Along the way, he didn't say much, only occasionally sighing along with others and muttering, "These days, it's so hard for honest people," blending in seamlessly with the local people.
When she finally squeezed near the truck, she didn't move forward. Instead, she leaned against an old locust tree, her ears perked up, listening intently to the family members' tearful accounts. Every now and then, she would offer words of comfort, saying things like, "Sister, don't cry. Speak slowly. There's always a way to reason with them." Before she knew it, she had caught all the key information.