It's 6:30 in the morning.

The phone rings...

The curtains were not opened, and the hotel room was still dark. The middle-aged man grabbed the mobile phone on the bedside table, answered and shouted "Hey".

The voice of the editor-in-chief of the imperial capital sounded, "Old Xiao, I think you should get up. Tell you something."

The middle-aged man looked at the luminous watch on the head of the bed. It was called by the time, and it seemed like he couldn't wait, which made people feel nervous.

The middle-aged man tried hard to relieve himself and asked with a smile: "Leader, do you have any tasks?"

The editor-in-chief sighed and said, "Oh..., there are some new situations recently, and news organizations need to innovate.

I had a night meeting with several leaders in the club last night, thinking about it all night. I have to rely on you for a task."

If it were in the past, the middle-aged man would be very happy to have received such recognition. But the call from this point in time made him frown.

The editor-in-chief continued: "There are a lot of people going into business in the past two years, and public institutions will carry out some expanded profit-making projects. You have a wide connection and knowledge. Can you come out and take the lead?"

The middle-aged man heard his head buzzing, and he asked back: "Editor-in-Chief, what do you mean?"

The editor-in-chief sighed, "This is a good thing. Zhongguancun, you always understand. How many units open companies? The economic and social benefits are very good.

This is a trend and we should join in.

Moreover, I also learned a lot about Tianyang's situation from other channels. It is really not easy to introduce some foreign investment from local governments, and we should also understand their difficulties.

As for the situation you investigate, you must either be stolen or be excused. Don’t be too persistent. You always make trouble outside, and many comrades have opinions about you."

The editor-in-chief's words were like pouring cold water, which made the middle-aged man feel cool.

The other party did not give up and continued, "Old Xiao, you are not young anymore. After offending so many people over the years, you should consider leaving a way out for yourself.

The unit has recently been diversion, and your name is on the first list, and I have removed it.

But it’s not a solution for you to always run around outside. It’s better to go back to the imperial capital to get some money. What do you think?"

The editor-in-chief said with ease, and it was as calm and gentle as ever.

But when Xiao Jinlang heard this, he looked like a fool, sitting in a single room in a small hotel, not even knowing when the phone would hang up.

After more than 20 years of hard work, what I got wasted is nothing.

Going to Zhongguancun to open a company. To put it nicely, isn’t this just diversion?

This is a slap on the loser!

And if the company does not pay money, will middle-aged people use their lives to open a company?

If the company is well run, it is the credit of the leader. If the company is not well run, it is the responsibility of the middle-aged man himself. This is not a joke.

In his more than 20 years of career, middle-aged people have faced countless crises and difficult situations.

In order to write a report, he was beaten up in isolation, chased by dogs, coerced and tempted, and even framed. But he had never experienced this situation today.

He was stabbed by his trusted superior.

He couldn't sit still, and was in great pain...

As dawn, Zhou Qingfeng, who was running around, rushed to an old street market in the old city of Tianyang. He looked down at the overlapping area of ​​the map in his hand, and was surrounded by Gong Wei who was ordered to be transferred.

"Follow me what I said. He came from another place and should be between thirty and fifty years old.

He should be a man. He came to Tianyang half a month ago, was single and lived in a hotel in this area. He should go out early and come back late, and it is likely to be in a single room.

In the name of our "Holy Light", go to the police here for help, give more benefits, and it will be faster to check it out."

Two cars came in one breath and jumped out of seven or eight Gong Wei's subordinates. They usually help the company and have great experience in finding people.

After assigning the task, Zhou Qingfeng stood alone at the intersection of the street. All the residents who went out looked at the tall young man and wondered what had happened?

He glanced at everyone he saw and judged whether the target he was looking for was inside?

There are more than a dozen small hotels in the streets in the old city, and people who live in other places on weekdays are visiting visitors. The nearby police station occasionally comes to check it, but basically doesn't care much.

Gong Wei came forward to find the street office and neighborhood committee, contacted the police officer who was familiar with the situation, Xiaoxiao explained the situation, and said that he wanted to find someone if he had difficulties.

"Sheng Light" is now the number one enterprise in Tianyang City, with great interests and is well-known. Gong Wei said he wanted to find someone, and the neighborhood committee directly mobilized dozens of old men and women to come out.

Within half an hour, Zhou Qingfeng learned a series of specific details on his mobile phone. A passenger in a hotel might be the person he was looking for. The goal was quickly reduced to single digits.

The few I found at the beginning were wrong. Zhou Qingfeng knew the truth with just a few questions when he saw someone, and no one could deceive him.

When the fifth suspicious target was found, what the hotel owner and the boss lady said attracted Zhou Qingfeng's attention.

"Medium size, in his forties, thin, and looks very ordinary."

"I went out early and came back late, stayed in a single room alone, and spoke very politely, but I was not very good at talking."

"This person happened to be staying in a hotel run by my relatives before. After staying for five days, he came to me. It should be about half a month since he came to Tianyang."

Based on the information, Zhou Qingfeng felt that he was approaching his goal.

“Where are the others?”

"I went out at noon, dejected and worried, and I ignored him when he was shouting. I don't know when he will come back."

"What's his registered name?"

"I just registered a surname, Xiao. Hahaha..., we have omitted some management, so we didn't check his ID card."

"Can you go into his room and take a look?"

"Hahaha, all the comrades from the police station are here, of course."

There are only a dozen rooms in the small hotel. Walking down the corridor, there is a lingering smell of mustyness.

The single room is on the third floor, and the corridor is dirty.

The hotel owner saw Zhou Qingfeng's big scene, and he was trembling when he opened the door. Zhou Qingfeng took the key from him and walked into a simple room.

Unlike the usual messy scene after accommodation, the suspect target folded the quilts on the bed well, and placed them neatly on the small square table against the wall to clean the cups and toothbrushes.

There was a suitcase in the corner, and there were only some changes in the laundry. There was a pair of replacement rubber shoes under the bed, and the soles were turned over and took a look.

"It's this guy." Zhou Qingfeng said with certainty: "This kind of black mud is available in only two places in Tianyang."

One is the garbage recycling warehouse in Taipingqiao, but there are more than a dozen fiercely organized wolf dogs guarding it. The other is in Nantou Township, which is a place where silt and fertile fields are silted.

"This guy is really running everywhere. I guess he has never been to Taiping Bridge. He has been traveling all the places related to the "Holy Light" in the past half month."

Next to the bedside was a book, Leo Tolstoy's "Anna Karenina".

Zhou Qingfeng opened the title page of the book. It was borrowed from a university library in the imperial capital, and there was also a seal from the library on it. However, there was no information on the book that could confirm the identity of the suspect target.

Gong Wei followed in and whispered: "Mr. Zhou, I'll check it out."

The book was handed to Gong Wei, and he took out his "big brother" and first called Tianyang Telecommunications Bureau to check the number, then transferred to a university in the imperial capital, and searched the library's loan registration office.

"Hey, hello. I am the lost and found office of Tianyang Railway Station. I found a copy of "Anna Karenina" loaned from your library here.

Oh..., I don't know if that comrade dropped the book? There were valuable things in the book, and no one came to pick up the station radio, maybe he had already left.

The comrade who lost the book must be anxious. I wondered if I could contact this comrade and send the book to him. It was also considered a good person and good deed.

You ask for the book registration number, right? Let me take a look."

I asked the registration number posted on the book on the other end of the phone, and replied with a message half an hour later.

After some operation, Gong Wei replied to Zhou Qingfeng: "I'm called Xiao Jinlang, who is from the imperial capital "** Daily", known as "hard bones", and has a very big background."

"It's easy to know who it is."
Chapter completed!