(From the evening of February 18th to the morning of February 19th, 2000) At 9 o'clock in the evening on February 18, a very important meeting was held in the meeting room of the Standing Committee of the Baishan District Committee.There is only one topic: to study the adjustment of cadres, with the focus on the exchange of major leadership positions in political and legal agencies in cities, counties, and districts throughout the region.The meeting was held at night, not only for the sake of secrecy, but also to avoid unnecessary disturbance. The meeting lasted for a long time, and occasionally there were more heated debates.

At 10 o'clock in the evening on December 18, in Qingshui City under the jurisdiction of Baishan District. On a street, a limousine and several motorcycles were parked outside a store, and a dozen men in black and with short cuts jumped out of the car. They broke into the store armed with shotguns, sticks, sharp knives, axes and other weapons. , only heard the shocking sound of "ping pong" and "crash", a large number of goods were destroyed, the shelves were also knocked down to the ground, some salesmen were beaten, and the saleswomen screamed.Enough smashing, a man in his thirties with a scar on his face waved his hand, and several men rushed into the manager's room again, grabbing the chest of the manager who was hiding in the room: "Damn, where to hide? Can you hide in Qingshui?" Where are you going?" After several loud slaps, several sharp knives were placed on the manager's neck or on his chest: "What are we going to do? Say something sweet, and say it quickly!" The manager bowed and said, "I'm convinced, I'm convinced, I'll move tomorrow, tomorrow." The man with the scar on his face was still unrelenting, and he grabbed the phone on the boss' desk and handed it to the manager: "Call 110 and call the police!" The manager bowed again Bowing: "Don't dare, dare not, I will not call the police, I will never call the police!" The man with the scar face snorted: "You understand!" Then he waved his hand, led his men outside, grabbed a shotgun, He fired two shots into the sky "bang bang", and then shouted: "Listen to me, whoever does not move out before dark tomorrow, don't blame our brothers for being rude! If anyone is not satisfied, report to the Public Security Bureau !” On both sides of the street, the lights of many shops were still on, but there was no response at all, as if there was no one around.Passers-by saw this and had already avoided far away and made a detour.

The men couldn't get enough of it. After leaving the scene, they drove to the city police station, stopped the car and yelled at the building: "Murdered, robbed, help me." The door of the Public Security Bureau building opened, and the figures of two policemen appeared; but the men had no fear, roared twice, and then laughed wildly and drove away. The figures of the two policemen moved for a moment and then stopped, only letting out two heavy sighs. At about 1 o'clock in the morning on the 19th. In the VIP room of a large hotel, a sumptuous banquet has been set up. Seven or eight men are sitting around the table, but no one moves their chopsticks. Their eyes are all fixed on a handsome man in his thirties.The man put the phone to his ear from time to time, but every time he turned off the phone, he shook his head and asked everyone to wait.At this time, the man with the scarred face who led someone to smash the store just now broke in and said to the handsome man, "Brother, I have finished as you ordered. No one dares to fart. They all said that they will move out tomorrow... Hey, Is the prefectural committee over yet? Why is it so slow? It should come out..." Scarface hadn't finished speaking when the handsome man's cell phone rang, and he hurriedly put it to his ear. After listening to a few words, his tone suddenly changed: "What, who... Lin Yin? Who is Lin Yin...Damn, didn't you say it well? Why did he become named Lin..." The handsome man turned off his phone, his face darkened, and everyone's face turned pale. Everything changed, and the VIP room was suddenly dead silent.

The food and wine on the table gradually became cold, and no one took a sip.