Peninsula Prosecutor

A person's day is inseparable from three meals a day.

On a new day, Xu Jingxian was only short of three meals.

I'll take my leave first. Thank you for your kind hospitality. Excuse me. After getting dressed, Xu Jingxian turned to look at Sun Yanzhu on the bed, smiled politely and bowed slightly to express his thanks.

Sun Yanzhu felt ashamed and annoyed, felt that Xu Jingxian was deliberately teasing her, and was just about to get angry, but when he turned his head, he saw that the expression on the other person's face and eyes were very sincere.

Immediately, the bad words were blocked, and he replied dryly with a blushing face: You're welcome.

It was only after the words came out that he realized something was wrong, his face was as red as the morning glow outside the window, and his toes hidden under the quilt were so embarrassing that they found three rooms and one living room.

Deputy Chief Park will be severely punished by the law. I will work with him. If your wife needs help in life, please call me. Xu Jingxian said calmly, then turned and left.

Sun Yanzhu felt relieved a lot. After being a full-time wife for two years, after losing her husband suddenly, she was a little afraid of facing life alone, and she really needed someone to rely on.

Xu Jingxian seized this point and took advantage of it.

Everyone takes what they need and communicates with each other.

On the way home, Xu Jingxian saw some groups marching, holding various long banners.

Strongly call for severe punishment of Park Anlong!

Strictly investigate the unhealthy practices of the prosecutor's office!

Obviously, it was some influence brought about by the fermentation of Park Anlong's incident through the Internet and TV news last night.

There is still hope for calling for severe punishment of Park Anlong.

And it's a bit ridiculous to strictly check the prosecutor's office.

Because the South Korean Prosecutor's Office is an internal inspection, there is no other department to supervise, so they check themselves. Do these people really expect to find out any problems?

Prosecutors will not bird them at all.

If it really gets too big, kill a small shrimp to vent public anger.

Suddenly Xu Jingxian's eyes focused, and a small parade attracted his attention. The members were all 34-year-old young and middle-aged people, wearing yellow vests.

It says Ai Lu Hui in English.

Ai Luhui is Lu Wuxuan's fan group.

This year, Lu Wuxuan, who was the top candidate, gave up his relatively advantageous constituency and went to other people's bases to run for parliamentarians, claiming to break regionalism.

Then he lost the election again without accident, but he also made enough gimmicks. In the era when the Internet was just emerging, he became the first generation of Internet celebrity politicians. At the same time, this spirit of admitting death attracted a group of people who supported him.

These people formed the Ailu Club through the Internet, which is also the first politician fan group. Two years later, this group of people will also contribute to Lu Wuxuan's presidential election and spontaneously go to various places to promote him.

Recalling these things in his mind, Xu Jingxian suddenly felt that he was also moved by Lu Wuxuan's spirit.

Don't ask what kind of spirit it is, it doesn't matter, the important thing is that he must become a member of the Ailu Society as soon as possible!

Although Lu Wuxuan is very unreliable, but who made him the next commander, as long as he can match his brain waves on the surface, then promotion and salary increase will not be a dream.

And Lu Wuxuan's brain waves are not difficult to match.

He's an idealist, ideology above all else, as long as that aligns with him.

This is probably the most innocent of all South Korean presidents, the others are more insidious and cunning than the other.

Xu Jingxian will regret if he misses this man.

Dahai, help me look up the information about Lu Wuxuan and Ai Luhui. He did it when he thought of it, and switched to driving with one hand, and took out his mobile phone with the other hand to make a call.

Are you talking about the idiot Lu Wuxuan? Zhao Dahai asked uncertainly. The idiot Lu Wuxuan, this is the nickname for Lu Wuxuan from netizens, because he is too serious about everything he does. is a fool.

Xu Jingxian replied: It's him.

Good prosecutor. Although Zhao Dahai didn't know why, he never asked why when he was doing things.

………………

Two days later, on June 28th.

The funeral of the good brother ended in a low-key manner in his hometown in Incheon, and he was buried in the ground in the name of Xu Jingwen.

Xu Jingxian and Lin Miaoxi returned to Seoul that night.

Because both of them will go to work normally the next day.

I feel a little sleepy, go to sleep first. After arriving home, Lin Miaoxi left a word and walked upstairs.

But Xu Jingxian shouted: Sister-in-law, please stay.

What's wrong? Lin Miaoxi, who had already walked up the stairs, leaned on the railing and looked back, with a little impatience between her brows.

You and I will be right after a while. After Xu Jingxian finished speaking, he went upstairs and entered the study room. When he came out with the photo, Lin Miaoxi was already sitting on the sofa.

Lin Miaoxi leaned back and yawned, showing the proud curves of her upper body: What's the matter?

Sister-in-law, do you know anyone there? Xu Jingxian sat beside her and handed over the photo.

This is the photo in the big brother's safe.

Lin Miaoxi frowned, and finally put her slender fingers on Zhang Richeng: I only know him, your elder brother's boss, is this a picture of Jingxian? Are the others his friends? Why have I never seen him before?

I don't know either. Xu Jingxian intuitively told him that this photo is not simple, but now he can't ask Zhang Richeng directly, isn't that equivalent to self-destruct?

Seeing the entanglement of my uncle, Lin Miaoxi parted her red lips slightly and said: Give me the photo, I will help you to find out at the newspaper office tomorrow, it looks like these are not ordinary people, maybe someone in our newspaper office will recognize them.

Being a reporter has a wide network of contacts and acquaintances with many people.

Then thank you, sister-in-law. Xu Jingxian was not worried about accidents, after all, this photo should be very important to the person in the photo, and it will be a different story for others.

It has to be the caring sister-in-law.

Sleep. Lin Miaoxi got up and yawned and stretched her waist, her graceful and graceful curves under the black dress were undoubtedly revealed, she twisted her plump buttocks and walked upstairs.

Xu Jingxian somewhat wanted to connect.

But he also knew that it would not work now.

After all, my good brother just got into the ground yesterday, how could my sister-in-law agree to enter the bridal chamber with me today.

But he felt that day was coming soon.

It's just missing the right opportunity.

When there is hope in life, there will be joy. Xu Jingxian hummed a little tune, and went upstairs slowly.

Jingle bell! Jingle bell!

In the middle of the night, the piercing cell phone rang.

Xu Jingxian was awakened from his sleep in a daze.

Axi, damn it. He turned on the bedside lamp cursingly, and picked up his mobile phone to connect: What's the matter?

Your Excellency, Prosecutor, I'm sorry to disturb your rest so late, but Park Anlong is dead. Jiang Zhendong's slightly deep voice came from the phone.

Xu Jingxian didn't realize it at first, and it took him a while to wake up. He sat up suddenly, subconsciously raised his voice and asked repeatedly: What are you talking about! How could Park Anlong die! Isn't he in the detention center!

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I'll be right over. Before Jiang Zhendong could answer, Xu Jingxian interrupted him, hung up the phone, put on his clothes indiscriminately, picked up his coat and went out.

The sister-in-law was woken up, her hair was disheveled, she walked out of the bedroom wearing a thin suspender nightdress, and asked sleepily, What's the matter, what happened?

Park Anlong is dead. Xu Jingxian answered her casually, and then hurried downstairs.

Oh. The sister-in-law nodded blankly, and then her brain was forced to turn on in an instant: Pu Anlong is dead!

exclusive news!

Ah! Jingxian wait for me! The sister-in-law turned and ran back to the bedroom, put on a skirt indiscriminately, picked up a small satchel and rushed downstairs, when she reached the door, she picked up a pair of high heels and quickly went out to catch up with Xu Jingxian.