"Director Han, you are changing your concept."

"I don't care about that much, otherwise they won't pay attention to it."

Gu Sicheng was clearly coming for himself, but he told his Hong Kong colleagues that it was possible to go to Hong Kong to get the stolen money. This was not a distortion of concepts, but a lie. Han Bo smiled awkwardly and patted Qian Dahai on the shoulder of the driving car: "Old Qian, let Lao Feng and I get off the car at the intersection in front. You and Zhu Zhi go back early to rest. If you have any questions, please contact us by phone."

"We drive away, how can you and Director Feng go back?"

"We took a taxi, but it really doesn't work. We can find a hotel nearby for one night. Don't worry about it. Gu Sicheng can't find this place. Actually, I hope he can find this place."

Since I have arrived in Shenzheng, of course I have to visit the family of Martyr Yang Yong.

The fewer people they know about Shenzheng, the better. Feng Chaoyang couldn't explain it, so he could only laugh: "Mr. Qian, there is nothing wrong. Besides, Director Han brought a gun, I, Feng Chaoyang, are not a vegetarian either."

If you make it mysterious, something must be happening.

Qian Dahai didn’t ask much, but Qian Dahai didn’t ask Zhu Qianli, so they couldn’t ask. The two of them had to let them get off the car.

...

Just as Han Bo and Feng Chaoyang were walking to the Shenzheng Retirement House of the Navy to visit Martyr Yang Yong's relatives, Vice Governor Hou Xiufeng, who was far away in the northwest, hurried home, preparing to have dinner with his daughter Hou Jingjing, who had arrived from the East China Sea in the afternoon.

"Mom is not here either. I finally waited until the holiday to see you. I still have to cook for you. I would have known I wouldn't come."

My daughter has a good cooking skills and has cooked a large table of dishes.

Hou Xiufeng saw it and was happy in his heart. He put down his bag and pinched his daughter's ears. He couldn't help but tease: "You are a girl who is old but not a big one. You are unwilling to go home before you get married. If you really get married, you won't go back to your parents' home in just a few years!"

"If a girl is old, I won't stay here. Dad, I'll be angry if you say that."

Hou Jingjing made a face and said with a serene expression: "You are really born in blessings and don't know how to be blessed. With my daughter, I will serve you and talk to you when I am old. If you really have a son, you will suffer! Not only will you marry a wife for him, he will also eat up your old age. If you and your mother give him the retirement salary monthly, he might still think it is too small."

"Yes, yes, it's better to have a daughter, the daughter is the most caring."

After washing his hands, Hou Xiufeng walked to the dining table. He couldn't help but pick up the clip and took a bite. Just as he was about to praise him, Hou Jingjing muttered again: "What's wrong with mom? Didn't you say you won't let the tutoring? You won't come back so late."

"The education here is not as good as Nangang. The grades of the students in the class are not satisfactory. You don't know what kind of person your mother is. You are anxious in your heart. You want to get more exams. It's just a few days before the college entrance examination. If you don't have any rules, you can't take it. You have to cram the moment you just need to do it."

Special teachers are popular everywhere. Parents not only have high expectations for their children, but also have expectations for their teachers.

Thinking of how many college students my mother has taught over the years, Hou Jingjing sat down and said, "Okay, let's eat first. If I had known this, it would be better to go to Shenzhen Zheng to find Sister Xiaolei, Han Bo, and Xu Xu to play with it."

"Luckily, they didn't go. They would drive you back if they go." Hou Xiufeng couldn't help laughing when he mentioned his old subordinate.

"Why, why did they rush me?"

"Han Bo is in trouble. He will hit you and hit him. After hitting this and that, I don't know how many people he offended. Now he has finally emerged. He took thunder and explosives to fight to him. I heard that the Ministry of Public Security has alarmed. Do you think he and Xiaolei have time to greet you now?"

"Damn, that bastard doesn't want to live, dare to assassinate the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau!"

"Don't swear."

"I'm worried, dad, will he and Sister Xiaolei be in danger?" Hou Jingjing was really nervous and subconsciously put down her chopsticks.

"You said he is the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau. Is the deputy director so easy to assassinate? Don't worry, they won't be in trouble," Hou Xiufeng was full of confidence in his old subordinates, took a small bite of food and joked: "I am worried about the bold criminal. I dare to openly provoke the public security organs. I am really tired of living."

"They really won't have any trouble?"

"No, what do you do when you are a public security bureau?"

"What are you doing? You have to be a policeman. He just forgot about it day and night, but he also caused Sister Xiaolei and Xu Xu to be worried."

"Everyone has their own aspirations. Besides, many people are police officers. He has now taken up leadership positions and has encountered this once in recent years. Compared with drug-killing police in the southwest and anti-terrorism police in the west, the danger of his work is really not great."

Talk about big truths!

Hou Jingjing rolled his eyes and said unhappy: "Dad, everyone is targeted by the fierce villain, you are still talking sarcastic here."

"It's not that it's a sarcastic remark, I mean it's an experience." Hou Xiufeng smiled and said meaningfully: "Good things will turn into bad things, and bad things may turn into good things. In short, this hurdle may be a good thing for him. How many public security directors can be hated by criminals and retaliated against him, don't you?"

"As long as he overcomes this hurdle, he will be promoted?" Hou Jingjing asked with a smile.

"He just likes to solve cases. It doesn't matter whether he is promoted or not, but this matter will definitely leave a deep impression on his superiors." Hou Xiufeng didn't want to talk about this topic with his daughter, and suddenly changed the subject: "By the way, why did you come back again this time? What was the young man your aunt introduced to you? If you think it's okay, don't talk about it if you don't, you have to give someone an accurate word. Your aunt has called me several times."

When Hou Jingjing mentioned this, she was annoyed and muttered, "Don't you and my mother talked about it too, why did you take care of it when you got to me? Can you ignore my affairs and stop letting my aunt and the others take me to blind dates every day? Can I make my own decisions about my own affairs?"

...

Just as Hou Jingjing was arguing, Yu Lin finally made a decision!

Just going to jail, what's there to be afraid of? So many people have been in, and some have not even come out yet. Qian Zhongming was sentenced to death, but she was not in jail. She felt guilty whenever she thought of this.

What's more, Gu Sicheng was very thoughtful. Even if the "Smiling Tiger"'s home was filled with pinhole cameras, they might not be able to get evidence.

After thinking it through, she didn't want to delay for a moment.

He got up and ran into the living room, took out the laptop from his bag, turned on the wireless network, and Li Xiaolei wrote the router password on the note before leaving, and it took less than a long time to connect.

Of course, don't let them know if they can.

Yu Lin looked left and right and always felt that there were pinhole cameras in the living room, bedroom, kitchen, and even bathrooms. She ran around like a headless fly, and finally returned to the balcony with her laptop in her arms, sat on the ground, facing the living room, the screen turned on the white wall behind her, clicked on the search engine, quickly entered a book title, clicked on the e-book, and searched for the words you needed page by page.

When you find a silent number in which row is in, click the note book to record it, then look for the next one, and write the password like a spy.

Turn all the text into numbers, then return to the search page, enter a few keywords, search for a portal website of a small county town that is not well-known, and post on the real estate forum as agreed in advance.

To register an account, you need to enter a verification code, which is very troublesome.

At the same time, I was a little nervous and I struggled for nearly fifteen minutes before I posted the contents in the notebook.

After refreshing several times in a row, confirming that the post was uploaded successfully, she immediately deleted the entire page of numbers in the notebook and cleaned up the search records. She was still not relieved when she thought about it, so she simply restarted the computer and restored it with one click.

Even so, she was still worried, so she simply put the computer on the ground, got up and raised her legs to face the computer for a few feet. Thinking that the police could recover the contents of the hard drive in the movie and TV, she simply kept doing it, picked up the split computer and ran into the kitchen, turned on the gas stove and range hood, and used chopsticks to burn them one by one.

However, everything she did was of no use.

During the repeated interrogation of the Criminal Investigation Bureau of the Municipal Bureau, her mobile phone and computer were "studied" by police from the Technical Investigation Detachment.
Chapter completed!