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A large-character poster that shocked the entire mine caused a huge uproar. Peng Chuanwei became the focus of attention. Wherever he went, people pointed and gossiped about him. Mine Manager Kong's prestige was shattered, and his various misdeeds were exposed to the light of day. Peng Chuanwei then went all out. Without authorization from Secretary Liu, he wrote several more large-character posters targeting Mine Manager Kong's lifestyle and other issues. Of course, after writing them, he presented them to Secretary Liu and obtained his approval before posting them. Incited by Peng Chuanwei, people spontaneously shouted slogans to overthrow Mine Manager Kong and expose the capitalist roader in power, Kong Qingmeng, whose real name was Kong Qingmeng.
The workers spontaneously organized a rebel team, and they unanimously elected Peng Chuanwei as the commander.
Peng Chuanwei transformed into the commander again. He swaggered around in his green military uniform. Every time a criticism meeting was held, Peng Chuanwei would speak on stage. He used to be very nervous and stuttered when speaking in public, but after experiencing many such meetings, he spoke loudly and forcefully, and his stuttering disappeared. He always spoke with a confident and comfortable voice.
"Bring up the capitalist roader Kong Qingmeng!"
Peng Chuanwei, dressed in military uniform, sat upright on the platform, issuing orders into the microphone.
Kong Qingmeng was escorted onto the stage by two militiamen. He wore a tall hat that read "Capitalist Roader in Power," and a sign around his neck prominently displayed the same charge against him: Mine Manager Kong.
Mine Manager Kong had lost his former arrogance and was now extremely respectful to Peng Chuanwei, whom he had once looked down upon. It seemed that power was incredibly important to a person; losing it meant losing dignity.
From that moment on, Peng Chuanwei truly understood the importance of power. He secretly vowed that he would one day have power.
The criticism of Mine Manager Kong increased Peng Chuanwei's notoriety, and Secretary Liu greatly appreciated him. He was promoted to deputy director of the Revolutionary Committee, with Secretary Liu concurrently serving as director. A militia company was established under its command. In fact, since Mine Manager Kong was ousted, Secretary Liu had become the top leader of the mine. His position as secretary, mine manager, and then director of the Revolutionary Committee was becoming increasingly strained, so he entrusted the committee to his trusted subordinate, Peng Chuanwei. In effect, Peng Chuanwei became the de facto director of the Revolutionary Committee. Peng Chuanwei commanded the militia company, whose commander, surnamed Zhang, was very imposing, but always subservient to Peng Chuanwei, showing him utmost respect. Whatever task he was given, Commander Zhang could complete it.
"Director Peng, I caught a pair of sluts,"
Commander Zhang reported to Peng Chuanwei in his office.
"Sit down, speak slowly,"
Peng Chuanwei said, sitting upright at his desk, looking down at him.
Commander Zhang, sitting on the sofa, took out a cigarette, respectfully offered one to Peng Chuanwei, and lit it for him with a fawning smile. “It’s like this,”
he said, slowing his speech as much as possible, trying to pique Peng Chuanwei’s interest.
Peng Chuanwei took a drag of his cigarette, anxiously awaiting his next words.
“Chief, do you know about this abandoned air-raid shelter around here?”
Peng Chuanwei thought for a moment. “No recollection, what’s wrong?”
“That adulterous couple was having an affair in the air-raid shelter.”
Company Commander Zhang took a deep drag of his cigarette. He said smugly, “They were in the middle of it all when I caught them red-handed.”
“Really?”
Peng Chuanwei’s expression revealed a gleam of excitement. Company Commander
Zhang leaned closer to Peng Chuanwei and whispered in his ear, “That woman is quite attractive, Chief, do you want to…”
“Nonsense.”
Peng Chuanwei interrupted Company Commander Zhang before he could finish. "I'm the director, how could I do such a thing? Xiao Zhang, you need to be careful about your words in the future. You're a cadre, and you have great potential and are very capable. I know that. You need to be mindful of your speech and behavior."
"Yes, yes,"
Company Commander Zhang said, bowing and scraping. "That's all thanks to your guidance and trust. I will work hard and live up to your expectations."
"You handle this matter. If there's anything you can't handle, I'll handle it."
Peng Chuanwei asked meaningfully, "Where does that woman work?"
"The hospital,"
Company Commander Zhang said hastily, "They both work at the hospital."
"Those who work at hospitals must be very elegant,"
Peng Chuanwei said. "It's just a pity they did this kind of thing."
Company Commander Zhang was quick-witted. Peng Chuanwei often mentioned the woman who had been arrested, so Company Commander Zhang understood what was going on. He followed Peng Chuanwei's lead and said, "Of course. How could a hospital nurse not be beautiful?"
"She's a hospital nurse?"
Peng Chuanwei asked.
"Yes,"
Company Commander Zhang said, "Why don't you interrogate the woman and I'll interrogate the man?"
"Okay,"
Peng Chuanwei said.
"It's settled then."
Company Commander Zhang stood up. "I'll go get the men."
"Go ahead."
Peng Chuanwei waved to Company Commander Zhang.
After Company Commander Zhang rushed out, Peng Chuanwei's heart pounded. He had never been with any other woman besides his wife. He had long wanted to experience what it was like to be with a woman other than his wife, but because he was a cadre, he dared not act rashly. He was afraid of losing his official position, which was hard-earned. It wouldn't be worth losing it for a woman.
In fact, Peng Chuanwei had long been interested in Wang Wei, the union cadre. Although Wang Wei was middle-aged, she still had a charming figure, with alluring curves, and was very sexy. Peng Chuanwei even thought of Wang Wei when he made love to his wife, imagining his wife as Wang Wei. After they finished, when he turned on the light and glimpsed his wife's rough body, he felt a pang of sadness. Women are different; it's about desire. He, a dignified director of the Revolutionary Committee, didn't even have a beautiful woman. What a damn shame. He often muttered these thoughts to himself, but he dared not show them.
Peng Chuanwei's wife came from the countryside. In fact, Peng Chuanwei himself had been from the countryside before; his family and his wife Xu Yanhua's family were in the same production team. They were classmates in school, practically childhood sweethearts. They were innocent and carefree, often playing together, forgetting about gender. It wasn't until they entered puberty that they felt shy about touching each other, especially Xu Yanhua, who developed very rapidly at sixteen. Her full breasts rose high, seemingly about to burst through her clothes. Her hips were also subtly changing, becoming slightly upturned and rounded. Her long, slender legs were sexy and alluring. Her skin also became fair and delicate, and she would inexplicably become shy whenever she saw Peng Chuanwei. Her face would flush,
making her very charming. Peng Chuanwei became infatuated with the beautiful Xu Yanhua. Through a matchmaker, they married and had children, but after truly living together as a couple, Xu Yanhua's body gradually lost its former allure.
Peng Chuanwei slowly lost interest in her as well. Later, through the introduction of distant relatives, they came to this coal mine and survived there.
A soft knock came at the door.
"Come in,"
Peng Chuanwei said, sitting upright in his seat.
"Report, Director, I've brought the woman who was having an affair," Company Commander
Zhang said, leading in a disheveled woman.
The woman's head was bowed, her long hair cascading over her shoulders.
"Chief, this woman is stubborn; I'll leave her to you for interrogation. I'm going back,"
Company Commander Zhang said tactfully as he left the room, gently closing the door behind him.
Although the woman wasn't dressed up, her figure was undeniably sexy and beautiful.
The woman stood trembling, peering at Peng Chuanwei through the gaps in her loose hair.
"Sit down."
A small stool sat before Peng Chuanwei's desk, a common interrogation tool. The woman trembled, hastily sitting down. Her hands were clasped together, her heart pounding with tension. Her hearing became unusually acute.
"Raise your head,"
Peng Chuanwei commanded.
The woman reluctantly raised her head, deliberately tossing her long hair behind her as she did so. Her beautiful face shone like the sun breaking through the clouds, radiant.
Peng Chuanwei's heart pounded as he looked at the woman, but he was the chief, and he couldn't afford to lose face. So he asked seriously, "What's your name?"
The woman smoothed her hair and said softly, "Zhang Jie."
"Do you know why I brought you here?"
Peng Chuanwei asked, still with a serious expression.
Zhang Jie lowered her head and remained silent.
"Answer me,"
Peng Chuanwei said in a loud voice, his tone aggressive.
Zhang Jie was so nervous she could hardly stand it. She didn't know what to say and remained silent.
"Why aren't you saying anything?"
Peng Chuanwei stood up and strode towards her. Zhang Jie's heart was in her throat. The thud of Peng Chuanwei's leather shoes on the floor seemed to be pounding on her heart, making it race wildly. The pain was unbearable, and she frowned in agony.
"You must honestly confess the crimes you have committed."
Peng Chuanwei paced around Zhang Jie, a captivating fragrance wafting into his nostrils, making him feel refreshed.
"I really didn't do anything with Dr. Lin."
Zhang Jie didn't want to admit it; it was a shameful thing.
“Caught red-handed and still won’t admit it,”
Peng Chuanwei said, taking out a cigarette and lighting it. He took a deep drag and, in a roguish manner, blew the smoke into Zhang Jie’s face. The smoke swirled in Zhang Jie’s hair and around her cheeks, creating a stunning effect.
The woman in the smoke was ethereal and beautiful, appearing and disappearing indistinctly. Peng Chuanwei was captivated by the sight before him.
“I just felt hot, so I went to the air-raid shelter with Dr. Lin to escape the heat,”
Zhang Jie said, trying to justify herself. “I didn’t expect to run into that kid.”
“Do you know?”
Peng Chuanwei said sternly, “Confess and you’ll be treated leniently; resist and you’ll be punished severely.”
“I didn’t do anything, what’s there to confess?”
Zhang Jie seemed to have gained courage.
“What kind of attitude is this?”
Peng Chuanwei said, “It’s only because I have the patience to interrogate you like this; anyone else would have already tortured you.”
Zhang Jie raised her head, looking at him with her beautiful eyes. She seemed to want to say something, but then hesitated.
"I see you're a delicate woman,"
Peng Chuanwei said with feigned pity. "I never intended to torture you. Think about it, there are plenty of heroes stronger than you. But what happened to them? They all ended up bowing down to the iron fist of the proletarian dictatorship."
Zhang Jie's defenses were crumbling. She didn't know whether she should confess or not. It was an incredibly shameful thing; how could she face anyone afterward? She had a daughter. How could she be a mother to her daughter? She was utterly desperate.
"Just confess,"
Peng Chuanwei said, pressing his strong hand on Zhang Jie's shoulder. Zhang Jie was startled and tried to pull away.
She couldn't admit it, Zhang Jie told herself. They were all using the promise of leniency to lure her in; once she confessed, they would have a reason to punish her.
"Director, I really didn't do anything."
This was the first time Zhang Jie had called him "Director" since entering the room. She looked at Peng Chuanwei pleadingly, as if begging for his forgiveness.
"No way! The masses have sharp eyes; they won't wrong an innocent person, nor will they let a guilty person go free,"
Peng Chuanwei said passionately.
"How can I put it?" Zhang 　　Jie said
impatiently. "How can I convince you?" 　　"Tell the truth," 　　Peng Chuanwei said. "Only the truth can make me believe you." 　　"I really didn't have anything going on with Dr. Lin," 　　Zhang Jie continued to argue. "Besides, even if we did, there's no need to go to such lengths to violate your privacy." 　　"This is a matter of conduct," 　　Peng Chuanwei said. "What, privacy?" 　　Zhang Jie said. "How can I face anyone after doing this?" 　　"You've already done such a shameful thing, are you afraid of being ashamed?" 　　Peng Chuanwei said. 　　"I didn't do it!" 　　Zhang Jie said. 　　"Then what were you doing in the air-raid shelter?" Peng Chuanwei 　　asked. 　　"I told you. To escape the heat," 　　Zhang Jie said. 　　"In such a dark and secluded place, what good could happen between a man and a woman?" 　　Peng Chuanwei reasoned. 　　"Men and women can't be together?" 　　Zhang Jie retorted. "Being together means doing *that* kind of thing. Don't think of people in such a sordid way." 　　"Am I interrogating you, or are you interrogating me?" 　　Peng Chuanwei roared in anger. "Take off your pants and let me check, then I'll know." 　　Zhang Jie hadn't expected Peng Chuanwei to come up with such a despicable scheme. Her face paled, turning bright red with embarrassment. She didn't know what to do. 　　"Take them off," 　　Peng Chuanwei commanded, his tone unwavering and resolute. 　　Zhang Jie stared at Peng Chuanwei, unsure whether to take them off or not, bewildered. 　　Zhang Jie hadn't expected this seemingly upright Director Peng to actually ask her to take off her pants. Outrageous! 　　"Hurry up," 　　Peng Chuanwei seemed impatient, speaking sternly. 　　"You're being a pervert," 　　Zhang Jie retorted defiantly. 　　"I'm checking, seeing if you've had sexual intercourse," 　　Peng Chuanwei argued, trying to justify himself. 　　"Why should I let you check me?" 　　Zhang Jie seemed to have found the courage to retort.

"I am the director of the Revolutionary Committee, I have the right to inspect,"
Peng Chuanwei said matter-of-factly. Zhang Jie
shuddered. Did the director of the Revolutionary Committee really have this privilege?
Just then, there was a knock on the door. "Report!" Company
Commander Zhang shouted loudly from outside Peng Chuanwei's office before even entering. It was the rule to report when entering a leader's office.
"Come in,"
Peng Chuanwei commanded. The door to Peng Chuanwei's office was not bolted. Company
Commander Zhang pushed open the door and walked in with a fawning smile.
"What is it?"
Peng Chuanwei glanced at Company Commander Zhang. It seemed he was showing Zhang Jie how respectful his subordinates were to him.
"Yes..."
Company Commander Zhang replied, glancing at Zhang Jie again, as if the matter concerned her.
"Speak, what is it?"
Peng Chuanwei continued to put on airs.
"This..."
Company Commander Zhang hesitated, looking at Peng Chuanwei, unsure whether to speak.
“Go ahead and speak.”
Peng Chuanwei glanced at Zhang Jie, who sat on a low stool, head bowed, hands rubbing nervously, her dim eyes darting around.
“Dr. Lin has confessed. This is his confession.”
Company Commander Zhang handed Peng Chuanwei a thick document, which Peng Chuanwei took. He waved to Company Commander Zhang, signaling him to leave. Company Commander
Zhang tactfully withdrew.
Peng Chuanwei lit a cigarette and took a deep drag. He began to read intently.
The document was very detailed, describing every detail of Dr. Lin and Zhang Jie's sexual encounters. It aroused Peng Chuanwei, and his lower body subtly hardened. When
Zhang Jie heard that Dr. Lin had confessed to their affair, she felt a chill run down her spine, as if the world was about to end. She knew what kind of punishment awaited her.
Peng Chuanwei, stimulated by the details of the sexual encounters described in the document, felt his lower body swell.
Peng Chuanwei stared intently at Zhang Jie. Although she wasn't dressed up or wearing a top, she was still beautiful and sexy. She wore a white polyester blouse, which accentuated her full breasts and slender waist. Her dark blue trousers couldn't conceal the alluring curves of her hips. Peng Chuanwei was completely mesmerized. He reached his hand inside Zhang Jie's blouse.
Zhang Jie was startled and, in a panic, slapped Peng Chuanwei hard across the face. It was unclear where she got the courage; afterward, she was shocked—perhaps it was a psychological reaction. Whatever the reason, Zhang Jie had struck the famous director of the Revolutionary Committee.
Peng Chuanwei covered his numb face, furious. "Guards, parade this slut through the streets!"
Zhang Jie was paraded through the streets with a slut around her neck, overwhelmed with shame.
After parading Zhang Jie through the streets, Peng Chuanwei didn't let her go. Instead, he imprisoned her in the militia command post, which was similar to a modern detention center. However, human rights were nonexistent then, and those imprisoned there suffered inhuman torture. The militia command post was actually a temporary institution.
Zhang Jie was locked in a dark, damp cell, her hair disheveled, enduring this inhuman humiliation and torment with utter exhaustion.
As darkness fell, her cell became pitch black. Fortunately, there were no other detainees in the cell, sparing her much of the torture. She had heard Peng Chuanwei say that the torture inflicted on one prisoner by another was extremely cruel. Zhang
Jie felt incredibly unlucky. So many people did this kind of thing; why did she have to suffer such inhumane treatment? She was truly ashamed to face anyone and didn't want to live anymore, but death wasn't an easy thing to do either.
Peng Chuanwei wanted to take advantage of Zhang Jie, but she dared to hit him, which enraged him. He ordered his men to drag Zhang Jie out and parade her through the streets. Since he became the director of the Revolutionary Committee, no one had dared to oppose him, let alone hit him. He wanted to break Zhang Jie's arrogance. Peng Chuanwei thought Zhang Jie was very strong-willed, and he liked women with that kind of personality; they were exciting to play with. He wanted to torture Zhang Jie first, and once her rough edges were worn down, she would naturally sleep with him. He was a cunning man, calculating not only on the political stage but also on women.
Peng Chuanwei detained Zhang Jie for two days, believing that he had completely worn down her pride, and decided to interrogate her at night. Peng Chuanwei pondered the best time to interrogate Zhang Jie. In fact, night interrogations were very particular; the timing had to be carefully chosen to have a deterrent effect on the prisoner. It would be best to schedule it for the latter half of the night. At that quiet time, the prisoners wouldn't be prepared, perhaps even asleep. Being suddenly brought in for interrogation would terrify them. Peng Chuanwei asked Company Commander Zhang to bring some food and drinks. He needed to build up his composure. "This woman dared to hit me? She must be quite something." He was going to teach her a lesson. A man's job is to conquer women. Subduing this woman was his wish. He was beaming with pride, in the prime of his life. If he couldn't even conquer one woman, what face would he have as the director?
Peng Chuanwei pondered this. Company Commander
Zhang entered, carrying good food and wine.
"Director. Not going home tonight?" Company Commander
Zhang placed the food on the desk, took out a wine glass, and cleaned it. "Is there an important mission?"
Their militia command often had unexpected missions, so not going home was common.
"Little Zhang, sit down and have a drink,"
Peng Chuanwei said, a cigarette dangling from his lips. "Let me explain slowly."
"Director Peng, that's good." Company Commander
Zhang finished cleaning up the food and sat opposite Peng Chuanwei, poured Peng Chuanwei a full glass of wine, and respectfully handed it over. "Director, please." "
Little Zhang, I want to interrogate Zhang Jie tonight."
Peng Chuanwei took a sip of wine, put the glass on the table, and said. Company Commander
Zhang was taken aback, but he immediately understood, "Director, everything here is up to you. You can do whatever you want, and I will fully support you."
"Little Zhang, you have a political future. If you work hard for me in the future, you will have a bright future."
Peng Chuanwei picked up a piece of pig's head meat with his chopsticks. He said in a serious tone.
"Thank you, Director, you have high hopes for me. Come, Director, let me toast you," Company Commander
Zhang raised his glass, "As long as you need me, Director, I will go through fire and water for you without hesitation."
Peng Chuanwei smiled with narrowed eyes. "Xiao Zhang, you're good, I admire you."
"Director, just say the word if you need anything. Sometimes there are things you can't do yourself, just tell me and I'll take care of it immediately. Don't keep things from me, just speak up."
Company Commander Zhang said generously.
Peng Chuanwei considered whether to reveal the methods he used on Zhang Jie. He felt that Company Commander Zhang was someone he could entrust with important responsibilities, but he also considered very carefully that it was best not to let anyone know about this matter. He would only cooperate with Company Commander Zhang if he really couldn't handle it himself. He would observe the situation quietly for now.
"Come on, let's drink, Xiao Zhang."
Peng Chuanwei raised his glass, trying to change the subject.
Company Commander Zhang thought that it was a great honor for the dignified director of the Revolutionary Committee to toast him. In his excitement, he downed the full glass of wine.
"Good drinking capacity."
"Come on, have another drink," Peng Chuanwei said admiringly,
picking up the bottle to pour wine for Company Commander Zhang. Company Commander Zhang, flattered and flustered, stood up. "I can do it myself, how could I trouble you?"
"It's alright, aren't you my trusted lieutenant?"
Peng Chuanwei insisted on pouring wine for Company Commander Zhang, who couldn't refuse and had to let him. It would be too insincere to insist any further.
They drank until midnight.
"Xiao Zhang, bring Zhang Jie to me. I need to interrogate her tonight,"
Peng Chuanwei ordered, slightly tipsy.
"Yes, sir."
Company Commander Zhang hurried off. Peng Chuanwei's heart tightened. Should he be gentle or forceful with Zhang Jie?
Zhang Jie was quickly brought in by Company Commander Zhang, who even handcuffed her. Zhang Jie stood trembling on the ground.
"Chief, I've brought her to you,"
Company Commander Zhang said. "I'll wait outside. Call me if you need anything."
Without waiting for Peng Chuanwei's reply, he slipped out.
Only Peng Chuanwei and Zhang Jie remained in the room, and Zhang Jie was still handcuffed.
"How was the experience of being paraded through the streets?"
Peng Chuanwei smiled meaningfully.
Zhang Jie glared at him, her face full of anger and disdain.
"You won't get away with going against me, you know that?"
Peng Chuanwei chuckled, drunk.
Zhang Jie remained silent, her head bowed. Her flowing long hair covered half her face, making
her look incredibly alluring. Although Zhang Jie hadn't washed her hair for several days, it was still shiny and lustrous. Her graceful body still exuded charm.
Peng Chuanwei stared intently at Zhang Jie's alluring figure, his mind filled with lustful thoughts.
Zhang Jie didn't sit down, and Peng Chuanwei didn't let her. She was like a lamb to the slaughter, her eyes filled with fear and panic.
Peng Chuanwei wasn't in a hurry; he wanted to thoroughly toy with her and make her submit.
"You must be tired, sit down."
Zhang Jie looked around; there was nothing to sit on, only a bed. She was truly exhausted from standing, so she leaned against the edge of the bed and sat down.
Peng Chuanwei moved closer and sat down next to her. Zhang Jie shifted warily.
Peng Chuanwei placed his hand on Zhang Jie's shoulder, startling her, and she hurriedly stood up.
Peng Chuanwei was displeased. His face darkened, and he said, "Do you quite enjoy being paraded through the streets?"
Zhang Jie didn't answer, but her flustered expression was noticed by Peng Chuanwei.
"If you don't want to suffer physical pain, you'd better obey me,"
Peng Chuanwei warned.
Zhang Jie still ignored him, which humiliated him, and his words lost their power.
Peng Chuanwei moved closer, suddenly grabbed Zhang Jie, and lifted her off the ground. Zhang Jie screamed as Peng Chuanwei threw her onto the bed.
Zhang Jie tried to get up, but she was handcuffed, restricting her freedom, and she couldn't exert any strength.
"Help! This is indecent assault!"
Zhang Jie screamed hysterically.
Peng Chuanwei covered her mouth, and she twisted and turned incessantly.
Peng Chuanwei hadn't expected Zhang Jie to be so fierce. He forcibly tore open her white polyester shirt, revealing a pair of large, snow-white breasts. Women at that time didn't wear bras; if they had, Peng Chuanwei wouldn't have succeeded so quickly.
Although Zhang Jie's hands were handcuffed, she didn't stop struggling.
Peng Chuanwei found this woman difficult to seduce, and in desperation, he called for Company Commander Zhang, who had been waiting outside. Company Commander Zhang handcuffed Zhang Jie's hands to the iron bars at the head of the bed—it was an iron bed—and then gave Peng Chuanwei a suggestive smile, "Director, please enjoy yourself." Company Commander
Zhang withdrew.
Zhang Jie twisted and struggled on the bed, shouting, "Let me go! You bunch of scoundrels, hooligans!"
After subduing Zhang Jie, Peng Chuanwei wasn't in a hurry to take her down. He smoked a cigarette, admiring her alluring breasts.
With her hands handcuffed to the bed, Zhang Jie kicked incessantly. Peng Chuanwei tore at Zhang Jie's clothes, revealing inch by inch of her beautiful breasts. It was stunning.
Peng Chuanwei stared, mouth agape, at Zhang Jie's snow-white, sexy body. He was instantly aroused, his lower body hard as iron. He lunged at Zhang Jie, but just as his body touched hers, she kicked him to the ground. He winced in pain. "Fine, you bitch, if I don't teach you a lesson, you won't know who I am." Naked,
Peng Chuanwei pulled a police baton from a drawer and brought it to the bed. "How about trying this?"
"No, no..."
Zhang Jie said fearfully, knowing the power of the baton.
Peng Chuanwei, with a forced smile, touched the baton to Zhang Jie's red areola. Zhang Jie felt a bone-chilling cold. Her teeth chattered. She trembled
all over. Peng Chuanwei pressed a button on the baton, and Zhang Jie screamed and fainted.

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