s quite depressing and ironic when you think about it.

s quite depressing and ironic when you think about it.

Gui Jiahao said with a smile: “Just survive tonight and tomorrow will be fine. I can’t find anyone at night. I’ll call their bureau boss tomorrow morning. Their bureau boss won’t let them be embarrassed here.” Political
Commissar Yuan called 114 before leaving to check, but he could not get in touch despite having their police bureau number. people.
The 110 call on their side probably didn’t do a good job. The police officer who answered the call said they would help transfer the call and asked them to wait for news, but they haven’t heard back yet. Could it be that because of this trivial matter, they were brought to the police station? Even if they were brought to the police station in the middle of the night, there might not be anyone there.
/Han Bo regretted his decision to leave them alone for 24 hours, and sighed: “This is the only way.”
Facts have proved that Qiao Aijun has a limit, did not lose his mind, and did not take risks.
Is this right to admit defeat?
It’s no problem to go through the formalities, go to the bureau immediately and do it for him. Solve the problem as soon as possible to celebrate the New Year, and the bureau will give the green light all the way. At around 10 o’clock in the morning, we finally sent away this colleague who had lost both his wife and his army.
The comrades stayed up all night and were all resting. Han Bo and Wang Yan were on duty in the hall.
Recalling that Lao Lu once asked the director to go to Jiangcheng to do the same thing, Wang Yan was still frightened. She held her chin and sighed: “Han Suo, it would be great if our public security was under the control of the Ministry of Public Security. We no longer have to worry about being commanded beyond our authority. Qiao Aijun is like this.” It won’t happen again.”
“Aren’t we under the control of the Ministry of Public Security now?” Han Bo closed his work diary and pretended to be confused.
“Now it’s guidance, not leadership.”
“Isn’t it the leader who can guide? The leader is the leader! We, the grassroots policemen, just take care of the affairs in the jurisdiction. Let the leaders worry about the leadership.” It
gets dark early in the winter, in the afternoon Night fell at 6 o’clock.
The happiest time of the day has arrived. Han Bo closed the office door as usual, leaned on his chair, and put his feet on the desk in an inconspicuous manner, leisurely and leisurely having sex with his “fiancée” who was far away in the capital. Phone porridge.
“Why is it so noisy over there today?”
“Broadcast announcement, the loudspeaker in Liangzhuang Village is facing our police station, even if you close the window, it will be useless.” Speaking of the loudspeaker that has been making noise all day, I think of Lao Lu’s unreasonable request , Han Bo was so angry.
“What’s the broadcast?” Li Xiaolei wanted to know everything about Liangzhuang, leaning in the phone booth with great interest.
“Liangzhuang Rural Cooperative Foundation, Liangzhuang peop

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