nucmednet Chapter 802 Public Security Bureau Director Chang Hairui
Chapter 802 Public Security Bureau Director Chang Hairui
In the slightly simple office of Xing Zhongxing in the Public Security Bureau in the center of Kuncheng City, soft light shines on the desk, illuminating the confession records of An Yu and Teng Zijing.
Xing Zhongxing sat at his desk with a complicated expression on his face. His eyes lingered on the handwriting for a long time, and he felt mixed emotions.
These two transcripts are like two huge rocks thrown into a calm lake, stirring up waves.
He pondered quietly for a moment, various thoughts intertwined in his mind like a tangled thread.
Finally, he slowly stood up, his movements as if carrying a thousand pounds of weight, reached out and picked up the confession records of An Yu and Teng Zijing, and walked out of the office slowly with heavy and slightly slow steps.
His destination was Director Chang's office. Walking along the corridor, he saw neatly organized studios on both sides.
The busy colleagues were concentrating on their work at their respective posts, but at this moment Xing Zhongxing had no time to care about everything around him.
He only felt that this corridor, which he was so familiar with on weekdays, seemed to have become extremely long.
Director Chang's office seemed thousands of miles away, and every step he took seemed to exhaust all his strength.
Finally, he arrived at the door of Director Chang's office. Xing Zhongxing took a deep breath, raised his hand, and gently knocked on the door.
The knock on the door echoed in the silent corridor, as if knocking on his uneasy heart. Soon, he heard Director Chang's response from inside: "Come in."
Xing Zhongxing gently pushed the door open and walked in. The warm air in the room hit him. He saw Director Chang holding a teacup.
He took a sip of water, a kind smile on his face, and met Xing Zhongxing's gaze.
Director Chang spoke first, asking with concern, "Hey, it's the Criminal Division! You look so worried, what's troubling you?"
Xing Zhongxing's face was solemn. He walked to the desk without saying a word and raised his hand to take the two documents of An Yu and Teng Zijing.
He solemnly handed it to Director Chang and said in a heavy and serious tone: "Take a look for yourself!"
Director Chang took the document and glanced at the cover. The kind smile on his face disappeared instantly.
He already understood a little bit in his heart, and murmured softly: "Is it about that little ancestor?"
Xing Zhongxing nodded slightly, slowly sat down in the chair opposite the director, and said in a low and powerful voice:
"After our rigorous and detailed investigation, the results are completely consistent with Teng Zijing's confession.
According to Article 236 of the Criminal Law of the People's Republic of China, anyone who rapes a woman by means of violence, coercion or other means shall be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not less than three years but not more than ten years.
Although there are some mitigating circumstances for Teng Zijing's behavior, he should be sentenced to a fixed-term imprisonment of not more than three years according to the law.
However, once this matter is made public, with the Teng family's influence in Kuncheng, it will probably cause a huge uproar in Kuncheng, which may have a huge impact on social opinion and urban stability."
Upon hearing this, Director Chang fell into deep thought, a hint of worry revealed in his eyes, and his fingers tapped unconsciously on the table.
After a moment, he slowly responded: "As you know, the old man has a special identity and has always been under high secret protection.
Fengteng International, where Teng Zijing works, plays an important role in Kuncheng. On the surface, it is a commercial enterprise.
But in fact, its scientific research projects maintain a deep and extensive cooperative relationship with our national scientific research base.
It provides the base with a large amount of scarce resources, advanced technical support and high-end scientific research talents.
This is not only one of the important reasons why Fengteng International can become a leading enterprise in the industry in Kuncheng,
It also plays an important role in the development of Kuncheng in the field of scientific research and even the promotion of relevant national scientific research projects.
As for Song's Zidong International, although it is a private enterprise, it relies on its own excellent business operation model and strong innovation ability.
It has injected strong impetus into Kuncheng's economic development, driven the coordinated development of upstream and downstream industrial chains, created a large number of employment opportunities, and made a very high contribution to Kuncheng's economic growth.
These two companies are both of vital importance to the development of Kuncheng and cannot be simply treated the same!"
Xing Zhongxing looked closely at the director, already having some guesses in his mind, and asked tentatively:
"What do you mean? To resolve this matter in a secret way?" Director Chang nodded slowly with a worried look on his face, his expression solemn.
Upon hearing this, Xing Zhongxing became nervous and said hurriedly, "But if Antai Technology insists on pursuing this matter, how should we respond?
After all, it is an established fact that An Yu committed the crime, and the blame is clearly placed squarely on Teng Zijing, so he should bear the corresponding legal responsibility."
Director Chang let out a long sigh, as if to relieve the pressure in his heart, and then said, "Don't think about it so complicatedly.
I'll call the adjutant first to find out the old man's attitude and opinion on this matter.
After all, his influence in this matter cannot be underestimated, and there may still be room for improvement.”
After hearing this, Xing Zhongxing nodded, slowly stood up and said, "Then I'll go out first. If you have any instructions later, please let me know."
Director Chang nodded again, his eyes following Xing Zhongxing's slightly heavy back, watching him quickly disappear at the door.
I was secretly thinking about how to properly handle this difficult situation, maintaining the fairness of the law while taking into account the interests and influences of all parties.
In the well-furnished dormitory of the military hospital, the adjutant was sinking into a deep, exhausted sleep.
The old man suddenly fell ill and was in critical condition. He was rushed to the military hospital for treatment.
Over the past day and night, the adjutant was always worried, and anxiety surrounded him like a tide, which put tremendous pressure on his body and mind, almost exhausting him.
Under the guidance of Jiang Chengyu and with the assistance of Professors Cao Guohua and Luo Shaoqing, Mu Xiaoji successfully completed the tumor resection surgery.
When the adjutant learned that the old man had escaped danger, he felt as if his heart, which had been hanging in the air, was finally at ease. Tiredness and sleepiness came over him, and with the careful arrangement of Professor Cao Guohua, he fell into a deep sleep in the quiet dormitory.
In this silence, a sudden phone ring sounded. The crisp and harsh sound seemed particularly abrupt in this quiet dormitory, as if a sharp blade had cut through the tranquility.
The adjutant suddenly woke up from his sleep, his body trembling subconsciously, and there was still lingering sleepiness and panic in his eyes.
He hurriedly got up, fumbled for his phone on the bedside table, and took a closer look. The screen showed a local number.
He frowned slightly, with a hint of doubt, then leaned against the pillow at the head of the bed, cleared his throat, and asked, "Hello, hello, who is this?"
Director Chang's smiling voice came from the other end of the phone, with a hint of respect and professional enthusiasm in his tone:
"Hello, Adjutant. I'm Chang Hairui, Director of the Kuncheng City Public Security Bureau. I'm calling you today to give you a detailed report on An Yi's assassination of Teng Zijing."
Upon hearing this, the adjutant's expression instantly grew serious. His sleepy eyes, which had been somewhat hazy, now became sharp and focused. He asked in a deep voice, "What exactly happened? Please tell me in detail."
Director Chang put away his smile and answered truthfully in a serious and earnest tone: "After our comprehensive and detailed investigation,
It has been confirmed that An's actions were in self-defense, and this is true. According to the law, she should be acquitted."
"What?" The adjutant's voice suddenly rose, his tone full of disbelief and anger.
"Teng Zijing just got stabbed in vain, and you're just going to let it go? You have to know that Teng Zijing is as important as the old man's life.
The old man has dedicated his life to the military and sacrificed everything for the country. Now the Teng family has only one son, but he is being humiliated like this and he just swallows his anger.
This is totally unacceptable!" The adjutant became increasingly agitated, his voice filled with obvious resentment.
Director Chang also had a troubled look on his face on the other end of the phone. He sighed helplessly and said slowly:
"Adjutant, what do you think we should do? From a strictly legal perspective, Teng Zijing's actions did violate the law.
If this isn't dealt with appropriately, I'm afraid it will be difficult to resolve, and none of the parties involved will be able to explain themselves."
At this moment, silence fell on both ends of the phone, as if time had stood still. Both of them were well aware of the difficulty of the matter and were caught in a dilemma.
The adjutant held the phone, brow furrowed, lost in thought. This matter involved a wide range of issues, not only concerning the reputation of the Teng family, but also the fairness and enforcement of the law. It truly needed to be handled with caution.
He pondered for a while, weighing the pros and cons, and then responded softly: "Director Chang, you also know that the old man suddenly fell ill and his condition is critical. I am now accompanying the old man throughout his treatment in the military hospital.
The old man's health is the top priority right now. Everything has to wait until he regains consciousness. I'll make further arrangements after I've consulted him."
The adjutant paused for a moment, the image of Teng Zijing being injured emerged in his mind, and he continued: "As far as I know, Teng Zijing's injury is not light this time.
Your Public Security Bureau must properly arrange for him to be recuperated in the hospital and ensure that he receives the best treatment and care.
As soon as I have time, I will go there in person to understand the specific situation."
Director Chang on the other end of the phone quickly responded, "Okay, Adjutant, don't worry. We will definitely coordinate with the hospital to ensure that Teng Zijing receives proper treatment.
It's really hard for you to worry about the old man's condition and deal with these matters during this period. Please take care of your health.
We await your instructions at any time and will promptly report any developments to you."
After Director Chang finished speaking, there was a brief silence in the receiver. Both of them seemed to be thinking about the subsequent development of this matter.
After a moment, Director Chang said politely, "If there's nothing else, I'll hang up first."
The adjutant replied "OK", and with a busy tone coming from the receiver, Director Chang hung up the phone.
The adjutant slowly put down his phone and looked out the window with a hint of worry in his eyes. He silently prayed in his heart that the old man would wake up soon and point out the direction for this difficult matter.
The adjutant slowly hung up the phone. The conversation that had just ended on the phone was like a huge rock thrown into the lake of his heart, stirring up layers of ripples and making his thoughts fly in chaos.
Various thoughts were intertwined in his mind. He was worried about the old man's illness and worried about Teng Zijing's case. For a moment, he was a little confused.
Just then, the door was gently pushed open and Professor Cao Guohua walked in with steady steps.
He saw the adjutant leaning against the bed, his eyes open, looking a little tired but conscious.
He then asked softly, "Adjutant, you're awake. How are you feeling? Are you feeling okay?"
The adjutant sighed slightly and said with emotion: "Oh, I am so ashamed! I have only been running around for two days.
I can't bear the burden! It seems that time is really unforgiving." After saying this, he shook his head helplessly.
Cao Guohua wore a gentle smile and softly consoled her, "We are all flesh and blood, not machines. We need to rest after working continuously and overloaded. Don't blame yourself too much."
The adjutant nodded and then asked, "What time is it now? How long have I slept? Also, how is the old man doing now? Are all his indicators stable?"
Cao Guohua subconsciously raised his hand to glance at his watch and responded methodically: "It's already past five in the afternoon.
You slept for quite a while and haven't even had lunch yet. I'll ask the kitchen to bring you some food. Please eat something to replenish your energy."
The adjutant quickly waved his hand and said, "Don't bother. I had a very rich meal this morning and fell asleep right after returning to my room. I'm not hungry now."
By the way, where are Mr. Teng and his wife now? They must be worried about the old man's condition as well.
Cao Guohua pushed his glasses and responded, "They are resting in the reception room, waiting for the old man to wake up.
After all, the old man's status is special, and even a small move can affect the entire Kuncheng and even the national situation! "
Upon hearing this, the adjutant decisively said, "Let's go to the reception room and take a look."
Before he finished speaking, he easily threw back the quilt and immediately got out of bed, his movements showing his usual decisiveness.