Bringing space back to the 1970s to develop rural areas

When the policeman on duty at the Public Security Bureau heard that the call was from the Qingshan Brigade, he didn't even bother to hang up the phone and rushed directly to the captain's office.

"Captain, Captain, Captain Wang from the Qingshan Brigade called again to report a death."

The young policeman's voice was so high-pitched that he almost split his legs with excitement. Even the captain on the other end of the phone could hear it clearly.

He pretended not to hear and hung up the phone silently with a blank expression.

The young policeman always kept in mind what their temporary chief said, that any call from the Qingshan Brigade must be reported immediately. If he was not in the bureau, he would tell Zhang Guochang immediately.

Zhang Guochang, who was on duty on the floor, sat up straight and said, "Call a few people and go over there quickly."

"Yes!"

"Wait, have someone go to my house and ask my brother to come along. And remind him to drive over there."

"Yes, Captain!"

The young policeman called the trainee policeman to go to the temporary director's house to inform him, and then he quickly gathered his brothers, rode his bicycle and hurriedly set off for Qingshan Brigade.

The police officers pedaled their bikes as fast as if they were injected with chicken blood, fearing that if they were a step late, the dead would escape.

The third-class collective merit awarded by the higher authorities is still fresh in our minds!

This time the police were dispatched in the middle of the night as well. What if it was just as the chief said and he had performed a great deed again?

When Zhang Guochang arrived, there were two people lying straight on the ground, one was shot in the heart by an arrow, and the other had his throat cut by a sharp weapon.

His eyes stopped at the wooden warehouse that fell beside the two of them, and his pupils couldn't help but dilate.

Why is there such a thing as a wooden warehouse? !

"Look around for any clues?" Zhang Guochang stared at Uncle Ma, his eyes gleaming green. "Captain, who is this?"

The captain followed his gaze and said, "Oh, Uncle Ma, he's the one who looks after the cattle shed in our village and drives the ox carts into the city. He was the one who found these two little devils."

"What about this?" He pointed to the two bodies lying on the ground.

Don't tell him that Uncle Ma killed this man.

"I was the one who did it." Uncle Ma turned the cigarette over and weighed it twice, then lit it with a match. "Don't disbelieve me, I was also the one who carried a big knife and killed the Japanese."

Zhang Guochang believed it.

Old men of this age who have some skills have fought against the Japanese.

Only someone who has seen a real dead person could remain so calm in the face of two corpses.

"Captain, come and look at this."

The policeman who answered the phone was so excited that his voice was shaking. He looked so young that he must have just started working.

He found a note written in the Japanese language from a secret pocket of a corpse's clothes and handed it to Zhang Guochang.

One of them was so excited that he blurted out, "We can make a contribution again."

Zhang Guochang gave him a slap on the face and said, "Search carefully and don't make any noise."

After hearing the conversation, the captain's face was calm, even without any ripples.

When he heard what the young policeman said on the phone, he guessed that they regarded Qingshan Brigade as a place to perform meritorious deeds.

"Uncle Ma, can you tell us about the situation at that time?" Zhang Guochang used honorifics directly.

No matter which era it is, when facing the heroes who have fought on the battlefield and against the Japanese invaders, one can't help but feel awe from the bottom of one's heart.

"When I was training my apprentice, I heard someone heading towards the cowshed, chattering in the island language, so I led them over here. Who knew they would go straight to the barn and rob the wood. My apprentice was worried that I would get hurt, so he shot arrows at the tree. I just slit the throat of the other one."

Zhang Guochang: ...

Public security officers: ...

"Well, at least leave him alive." The young policeman muttered softly.

"Heh," Uncle Ma sneered, "Leave them alive? My young comrade, didn't you see them taking the wooden warehouse? Do you want to leave them alive, or do you want them to take my life?"

Uncle Ma’s aura was fully revealed, and the young policeman was so scared that he took a step back and his face turned pale.

"Uncle, uncle, please don't be angry." Zhang Guochang hurriedly comforted the old man, "The child is ignorant and talking nonsense. Please don't bother with him. I will punish him later. Please don't be angry, please don't be angry."

He turned around and glared at the outspoken policeman, "Why don't you apologize to the uncle quickly?"

"I'm sorry, uncle."

"Hmph!" Uncle Ma snorted coldly, his face not looking good.

Zhang Guochang taught him: "Do more and talk less in the future. Think before you speak and make sure your words are worthy of the clothes you are wearing."

The young policeman who was scolded didn't dare to say a word and lowered his head to work.

"I'm sorry, uncle." Seeing that Uncle Ma had finished his cigarette, Zhang Guochang hurriedly handed him another one, even the team leader who was dozing off nearby.

"Uncle, who is your apprentice? Would it be convenient for him/her to take a statement? After all, this is related to..." He pointed at the body being put into the body bag, "A detailed statement is required."

"Tomorrow? I've already let the kid go back to rest." Uncle Ma bargained, "The kid was scared to death tonight. I guess he just went to bed now."

"Okay." Zhang Guochang did it straightforwardly, thinking that it was the first time for the child to see a dead person, so he should be given some time to calm down.

"Captain," no response.

"Captain!" Zhang Guochang raised his voice.

The captain then rubbed his tired eyelids and said, "Public Security Officer Zhang, are you all right?"

"Not yet." Zhang Guochang looked at the captain, feeling both amused and pitiful. He couldn't bear it, so he softened his tone and said, "We need to set up a cordon here. When our director comes, we will take the body away. You can go back and rest. We will stay here."

Captain, do you know the identities of these two people? "

Zhang Guochang felt that he had a conscience, so he let the captain lie on the recliner that Uncle Ma placed at the door while he took a statement.

Speaking of this, the captain was filled with tears.

"It's all the fault of the Youth Educators Office. The educated youth who came to the countryside didn't verify their identities properly. I don't know where they got these two little devils from and arranged them to come to our Qingshan Brigade."

"Are they educated youth?" Zhang Guochang was surprised.

"Yes, the last batch of four male educated youth were two pairs of brothers." The team leader wanted to count on his fingers.

"There was a couple named Li from Yangcheng. A few days ago, the elder brother got up at night and fell down, hitting his head and became a lunatic. He was given a medical retirement and his younger brother sent him back. He returned to Qingshan Brigade on the Dragon Boat Festival.

One pair was the two corpses, their surname was Zuo, one was Zuo Lushu, the other was Zuo Yangxiang. Since I took them to Qingshan Brigade, I really haven't heard them talk.

We have to ask the Youth League House about their specific situation there."

Well, it’s the Youth League Home again.

Li Lingzhong, the educated youth who was released the day before yesterday, attempted murder yesterday but failed. In the early hours of this morning, two enemy spies pretending to be educated youth came to assassinate those who were imprisoned in the cowshed.

Several cases were related to the Youth House of Qingshan Brigade, so they simply set up a police station here. This would save them from having to come from the county public security bureau late at night.

Zhang Guochang also began to mutter in his heart that this Youth League Institute was really weird.