Luo Yao didn't drink too much, and no one forced him to drink at home. He was a relative and had a sense of responsibility everywhere.

It’s very uncomfortable to get drunk once.

However, Luo Yao was a little depressed. Although he didn't drink much, and even less than half of the amount, he was still a little drowsy.

Fortunately, before eating, he had a bowl of longevity noodles. Otherwise, he might have drunk tonight.

Send Wen Zishan and others away.

Gong Hui helped Luo Yao to the bed and lay down, took off his coat and shoes, and covered him with a quilt.

"How are you? Do you want to cook a bowl of sobering soup for you?" Gong Hui leaned over and asked Luo Yao.

"No, just talk to me for a while." Luo Yaowei said with his eyes closed.

"Okay, what do you want to say?" Gong Hui was certainly willing to be alone with Luo Yao like this. She really wanted to enter the man's heart, but she always felt that there was such a diaphragm. She couldn't explain clearly what it was.

"It was originally born from the same root, so why not be too urgent to fight each other?"

Gong Hui immediately understood what Luo Yao was saying, but some words were thought to herself, but they couldn't say them out loud, and it would be a disaster.

Gong Hui’s hometown is in Harbin. She has known some Belarus since she was a child, and these Belarus were escaped by the Soviet Union.

The "Communist Soviet Union" in their eyes was a devil-like existence, and she inevitably had some influence on it.

When she was a little older and had her own independent understanding and judgment, she found that this Belarus was not a good person, and she had done too many bad things in Harbin. Of course, there were also good people in Belarus, but also ordinary people who were brought in.

They had a more objective understanding of the "Communist Party". Later, she followed her father to live in Peking, was admitted to a police school, and then joined the Military Commission. She did not seem to have considered too much about her own beliefs.

She also doubted her beliefs, but sometimes she found that these people who believe in the same faith as her are doing something different from what they said.

Over time, she cared about it. She just felt that she could do her own thing well, and she couldn't control it.

As a woman, what can she do if she has lofty ideals? This world is still the world of men.

Finding a man to rely on is much better than those illusory things. What beliefs and ideologies are all false.

Only men and families are the most real.

"Brother Yao, you are the man I, Gong Hui. No matter what you want to do, I will support you." Gong Hui reached out and gently stroked Luo Yao's cheek, and said softly.

Men should have a broad mind, while women should be the one behind them, keeping their family stable so that they have no worries.

"Xiaohui, go and take the painting that Mr. Dai gave me." Luo Yao sat up with support.

"Okay." Gong Hui nodded, walked over, and took the painting Dai Yunong sent him from the study into the room.

"Open it."

Gong Hui responded, opened the box, took out the scroll inside, unbuttoned the body bound on the scroll, and slowly opened the painting.

A horse with his head held high and his chest was running on the vast grassland. There were towering mountains in the distance. Although Luo Yao didn't know how to draw, he felt at first glance that this painting was very good, especially the expression of the horse's expression when it was running.

I looked at the signature and found it was written by a man named Ma Boyong.

"The work of the northern horse master Mr. Ma Boyong, Brother Yao, this painting is very valuable." Gong Hui said in surprise.

"Really?"

"Of course, when I was in Peking, I heard someone say that someone asked Mr. Ma for a painting and bid for three thousand oceans!" Gong Hui said.

"What does Mr. Dai mean to give me this painting?" Luo Yao did not value the value of the painting itself, but the true meaning of the painting Dai Yunong gave him.

On his birthday, Dai Yunong would not give him a painting like this for no reason, as it must have special significance in the painting.

"This horse is a rare good horse in terms of height, body shape, and expression. Mr. Dai's meaning should be to praise you as the Qianlijiao of the Military Control Commission."

"Is that true?" Luo Yao expressed doubts.

"You, don't think too much. Mr. Dai has the kindness of knowing us." Gong Hui said.

"Well, of course I remember Mr. Dai's kindness. Even if I suffer a little grievance, it doesn't matter if I suffer a little grievance. But we can't just suffer a little grievance. Let's not say anything. It's nothing for Mr. Dai to let us suffer a little grievance, but others can't do it." Luo Yao nodded.

"Mr. Dai, why don't I explain it for you?"

"Don't go. The more you explain it for me, the worse things will be. Let's talk about it objectively." Luo Yao shook his head and said.

"All right."

"Put the painting away." Luo Yao ordered.

"Don't you hang it up?" Gong Hui said, "I see that there is no decoration on the wall of your study. This painting happens to be quite good."

"No, such a good thing, hanging on the wall will make the life of the painting go away. Put it away and hide it. Just take it out when you need to see it first." Luo Yao said.

"That's right, it's not good if you let the thief think about it." Gong Hui nodded, rolled up the scroll and put it in the box.

"By the way, everyone has given gifts, where is yours?" Luo Yao stretched out his hand.

"I've prepared it for you a long time ago." Gong Hui gave him a blank look and said, "Wait."

Gong Hui went back to the room and soon came in with an exquisite little mahogany box and handed it to Luo Yao and said, "Didn't your lighter let the tiger go? I've customized one for you again."

Luo Yao said in surprise: "Xiaohui, you still feel sorry for me. This guy Tiger has been staring at my lighter for a long time. It was bought by us when we were in Hong Kong. We are used to it. This guy went to Hong Kong and actually left me before boarding the plane. If this guy comes back, I will see that I won't deal with him."

"A lighter doesn't cost much, just give it to him if you like it." Gong Hui said, "Besides, this problem is not something you are used to."

"I'm so spoiling him so much that he's so presumptuous." Luo Yao snorted, "Let me see what the lighter you gave me?"

"Fla fans? Imported?"

"Well, French brand. When I went shopping last time, I saw this brand and thought the lighter they made was good, so I ordered one." Gong Hui said.

Luo Yao said in surprise: "This lighter must be shipped here after production in France. It takes less than half a year to go back and forth?"

"Um."

"You placed an order half a year ago?"

"I just thought of giving you a gift on my birthday, but I thought of this." Gong Hui explained.

Luo Yao was amused and moved, and half a year ago Gong Hui kept her birthday in her heart, thinking about giving her a birthday gift, but she forgot her birthday. This is a great irony.

"I like this gift very much. I will collect it for the rest of my life and will not let that guy Tiger covet it."

"He wants to dare to attack, I chop his claws!" Gong Hui's pretty face flashed with murderous aura.

Luo Yao was amused by Gong Hui's expression.

"I'll pour you a glass of water."

"Um."

After drinking, I was indeed a little thirsty.

...

The next morning, Luo Yao and Gong Hui went to the military technical room first, and then took a bus to the city.

"I'll go find Sister Xing first and buy something." The two separated at the door of the department store, and Gong Hui asked Sister Xing to meet here.

Luo Yao was going to the military police headquarters.

"Deputy Director Luo, Chief He invites you in." Luo Yao waited for a while, and He Guoguang's adjutant came over to invite him in.

"Commander He." Luo Yao was not familiar with He Guoguang, and he was not his boss, so he had no complaints about his position.

"I have heard of Deputy Director Luo Daming, I have long heard of it. Please sit down." He Guoguang stood up to greet him, and reached out to shake Luo Yao for a moment, very enthusiastic.

"Thank you, Commander He. I heard that the case between Yan Feng and Xiao Tangzi has been concluded." Luo Yao sat down and asked.

"Well, these two cases caused a sensation in the mountains and had a great impact and caused a great passiveness to the government. Deputy Director Luo, you have made a lot of contributions!" He Guoguang said.

"Sir He, if you commit a crime and are exempted from punishment because of the damage to the government's face, will the people still believe in the credibility of the government?" Luo Yao said, "Dissatisfaction can be accumulated slowly. When it reaches a critical point, you only need a slight push to burst out with terrifying energy. At that time, it may not be as simple as passive."

"What you said makes sense, but many people don't think so. They will think you are aggressive and cause trouble for them, so they will become dissatisfied with you." He Guoguang said.

"Is Commander He talking about the party and the country who are all corpses and corpses?"

"What a sharp-tongued look. No wonder Guiyan admires you so much. Recommended." He Guoguang smiled and took a folder on the table and handed it over, "Everything you want is here, take it over and take a look."

Luo Yao reached out to take it and opened it. It was the old man’s personal instructions and the decision to deal with the person involved in the Yan Feng and Xiao Tangzi case.

Du Guangyuan executes the shooting!

The Hu brothers were imprisoned for life and were not allowed to be commuted or bail in any form, which means that their brothers would sit in prison until they died.

The rest of the people involved in the case were dealt with severely and severely, and each of them was sentenced to a sentence ranging from three to ten years.

Qi Yaorong is lucky. It is probably because he is a student of Huangpu Sixth Period, so he has been rubbed to the end.

In other words, Qi Yaorong is nothing now.

"You take this back and hand it over to the Wudu Morning Post. The full text will be published tomorrow. This can be regarded as an explanation to the people." He Guoguang said.

"Why is the Fog City Morning Post?"

"The case was first reported by them, and the results of this handling were published by them. It can be considered as a beginning and an end to make the matter come to an end." He Guoguang explained.

"OK."

"You can take the documents and reprint them, but you have to return them. This is something to be archived." He Guoguang said.

"I understand, I will personally supervise their drafts and get them back." Luo Yao nodded.

"Well, I'm relieved to do this, go."

"Commander He, is Du Guangyuan executed secretly or publicly?" Luo Yao accepted the document and asked.

"Let's openly, this case is so much concerned, it is definitely not appropriate to secretly execute a shooting. Openly execute a shooting to face it, and it just can win back the people's confidence in the government." He Guoguang said.

"Okay, then I have a suggestion?"

"speak."

"Can the scene where Du Guangyuan can be shot and shot is placed at the entrance of the school grounds?" Luo Yao said.

"Well, I will seriously consider your suggestion, but in the end I have to follow the arrangements!" He Guoguang nodded.
Chapter completed!