Feng Shuya's face was gloomy and she was wondering why the young man in front of her knew her own affairs. But looking at him, it was indeed not like him. The cat went to this villa to find someone to make money.

"Walk together? Not like."

"Public security? It's not like it either."

Zhao Wen looked at Feng Shuya with interest and guessed her origin. After a while, he simply changed to a music channel and listened to the aria "No one fell asleep tonight", with his eyes slanted against Feng Shuya's delicate body under his pajamas.

Feng Shuya finally said: "It doesn't matter who I hate, just say what exactly do you want me to do?"

Zhao Wen shook his head and said, "No, you can answer whatever I ask you, so that we can continue the conversation and cooperation below."

“It’s cooperation.”

Feng Shuya didn't know what Zhao Wen emphasized to cooperate with her, but Zhao Wen obviously aroused her curiosity.

Zhao Wen asked again: "Who is the person you hate the most in southern Ganzhou?"

Feng Shuya finally said: "Okay, since you have to do this, you actually understand that the person I hate is Chen Yibin, the director of the Public Security Department of Gannan Province. Now, are you satisfied?"

"Why?"

Zhao Wen smiled and said, "Everything has a cause, there is a result. Let me say it, I want to hear you say it in person."

Feng Shuya stared at Zhao Wen, and Zhao Wen smiled: "This house is mine. You don't have to worry about the owner coming back to embarrass us. Just talk about yours, I'm listening."

"But I haven't been here for a long time and there is nothing to entertain you. I hope you forgive me for this."

Feng Shuya sighed and said, "Okay. Anyway, I have no secret to you. I just think it's just to tell you my story.

The matter starts ten years ago.

Feng Shuya's father is Feng Zhe. Ten years ago, he was engaged in a pharmaceutical business. He was smart and had a good business. He lived a prosperous life.

Feng Shuya also has a younger brother, eight years younger than Feng Shuya. The year when Feng Zhe had an accident was ten years old, and his younger brother Feng Yulin was only two years old.

Feng Zhe used the Internet to publish an advertisement for selling fentanyl citrate injection.

Fentanyl citrate injection is a nationally controlled narcotic drug. It is highly physically dependent and mentally dependent, addictive, and broadly speaking, it belongs to the drug category, but it is not clearly included in the "Catalogue of Narcotic Drug Variety Catalog". Therefore, it is between narcotics and non-narcotics. Some people use this loophole to make money and treat it as a general drug to buy and sell it for profit.

Feng Shuya's father Feng Zhe was also taking advantage of this legal loophole, but he is different from ordinary people. Others buy and sell small amounts of money for their own consumption. He is for reselling and making money."

Feng Shuya looked at Zhao Wen and said, "You haven't told me yet, what's your name? Could it be that this must be kept confidential?"

Zhao Wen laughed again: "You finish talking first, I will tell you."

Feng Shuya continued: "My father posted on the Internet that the acquisition of fentanyl citrate injection was not for private reselling to individual individuals, but for drugs. He was collecting it for small hospitals in remote areas, or selling it to small pharmaceutical stores, and practitioners with medical qualifications, and just transferring gloves to get some profits.

My father purchased these drugs from private hands. Of course, the origin of these drugs was circulated from large hospitals. You should understand that some drugs cannot be bought on the market and small hospitals cannot be found.

My father obtained fentanyl citrate injection through certain channels and then released it through the Internet, QQ groups, etc., and then sold the medicine to those in need in various places through express delivery, bank settlement, etc.

If there is demand, there is a purchase and sale. In terms of purpose, my father handled these medicines not for private use or directly sold to a small number of individuals for their addictive use, but became a supplier of rural doctors in some remote small hospitals.

However, Chen Yibin thought that my father was selling drugs.”

"Do you know Chen Yibin?"

Zhao Wen shook his head and said, "I don't understand, why do you know him very well?"

Feng Shuya said: "Chen Yibin, male, 56 years old, worked in the Hong* Banner Switch Factory in Gannan City in the 1970s. Later, he joined the * army and served in a research institute of Er*pao. In the seventies, he was re-elected and assigned to work in the Criminal Police Team of the Chaoyang District Branch of Gannan Public Security Bureau. Later, he served as the deputy captain, captain, and even the deputy director, director, and deputy secretary of the Political and Legal Committee of the Chaoyang District Committee.

Until ten years ago, Chen Yibin became the deputy director and member of the Party Committee of Gannan Municipal Public Security Bureau. At that time, my father was caught as a typical example of his drug business. This incident was very sensational back then, so Chen Yibin became the deputy director and member of the Party Committee of Gannan Provincial Public Security Department. My father was sentenced to life imprisonment for drug trafficking and fined 200,000 yuan."

Feng Shuya said that these things were a bit smooth, as if they were talking about a very ordinary thing, but Zhao Wen knew that his father Feng Zhe was suddenly arrested and sentenced to life imprisonment, what does it mean for Feng Shuya, who was in his teenage years old.

"After the investigation by the Gannan Municipal Public Security Bureau, it was believed that my father sold a total of 16,431 fentanyl citrate injections, each with a specification of 2ml: According to the "Illegal Drug Conversion Table", fentanyl citrate injections were converted into hero because 67.56 grams were considered a sentencing level of drug trafficking. According to Article 347, paragraph 2 of the Criminal Law, he could be sentenced to fifteen years in prison, life imprisonment or death.

In July of that year, my father was criminally detained by the Gannan Municipal Public Security Bureau for suspected drug trafficking and was arrested in August.

In March of the following year, the Gannan People's Procuratorate of Gannan Municipal People's Procuratorate filed a public prosecution. In May, the court applied ordinary procedures to simplify the trial method and held a public trial trial of my father's case. On the same day, the Gannan People's Court made a criminal judgment on my father." "The Gannan Court believes that the defendant Feng Zhe sold a large amount of other drugs. His behavior constituted the crime of drug trafficking. According to the Criminal Law, the defendant Feng Zhe was sentenced to life imprisonment and a fine of RMB 200,000, deprived of political rights for life."

In the last few words, Feng Shuya was saying it as if she was reading the verdict of her father Feng Zhe.

Feng Shuya suddenly laughed, looking quite charming: "You want to cooperate with me? What to cooperate with? What can you help me? What can you help me?"

"Do you know what kind of life I have lived in these ten years?"

"Do you know how my family survived over the years?"

"About Chen Yibin, I hate him, but how can I sternly over him? Yes, Chen Yibin stepped on my father, but from his perspective, he did nothing wrong. He is just and my father is evil."

"But, isn't this sentence of life imprisonment too harsh?"

"Since I became sensible, my mother took me and hugged my younger brother to complain everywhere. However, many legal experts and scholars said it was too difficult to deal with my family's affairs. Some said it was difficult to deal with the legal provisions, while others, when they heard it was related to Chen Yibin, they no longer paid attention to our orphans and widows... You don't understand my life."

"Is it interesting and promising to be a female thief?"

"I can't go to school. My mother has become ill with overwork and my younger brother is young. Haha, what can I do as a weak woman?"

Feng Shuya finally finished speaking. Zhao Wen felt a little emotional about her, but she could not be moved at this time.

"I know a few friends in the legal field. I can help you ask, see if your father's case is still a turnaround."

Zhao Wen looked into Feng Shuya's eyes and said, "Give me a contact information. If I get the result, I will tell you very quickly."

Seeing that Feng Shuya didn't speak, Zhao Wen said: "I won't talk to you about cooperation before there is no clear news about your father's affairs. Of course, I am not using your father's affairs to threaten you. In the future, what I want you to do? If you don't want to leave, I will never force you to do."

Zhao Wen leaned lazily on the sofa. At this moment, Feng Shuya suddenly remembered that she had seen Zhao Wen somewhere, so she stared at Zhao Wen for a few more glances, thinking about what this young man did.

Feng Shuya thought for a while and left a phone number for Zhao Wen. Zhao Wen picked up the phone placed on the coffee table and entered the number. At the same time, he quietly turned off the recording button.

Zhao Wen recorded all the things Feng Shuya said just now.

"My name is Zhao Wen, male, twenty-three years old, unmarried, you still have a chance."

"I would like to give you a suggestion. These days, it is best if you don't have to go out to do your job. Go home and have a good rest. You often walk by the river. You don't understand. I don't want your father's affairs to turn around. I'll ask you for your business, but you go in. That's not worth the cost."

Feng Shuya wanted to say something, but in the end she stood up, grabbed the wig and left. Zhao Wen sent her to the door and returned Feng Shuya's towel and fruit knife to her, watching Feng Shuya disappear from the flowers.

Zhao Wen filtered out his conversation with Feng Shuya, then went to the second floor bedroom, took a shower and went to bed.

I slept very heavily until I was awakened by the continuous vibration of my phone. Zhao Wen saw it and it was three o'clock in the morning.

The phone number was called by the General Office, saying that a fire broke out at night in Zhuwa Lane Market, Gannan City. At this time, firefighters were working hard to rescue and put out the fire.

When Zhao Wen heard this, he cursed in his heart and asked what the situation is now. The person on duty replied: "The mayor of Gannan City, deputy director of the Public Security Department, and personnel from relevant units have arrived at the scene. If there is a new situation, I will report to you in time."

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Wen thought about it, but still didn't call Wei Hongqi.

This matter is enough to be handled by the leaders of Gannan City. Besides, the General Office did not say whether Deng Zaitian had gone to the scene. He, the top leader of the government, was not in a hurry. Why was his boss in a hurry?

"Fire?"

Zhao Wen thought for a while and felt that the fire was a little strange. Why didn’t it catch fire late or early? But it caught fire the night when the Gannan Intermediate Court issued the judgment on Tianlong Company and Zhuwaxiang Market?

Is this fire a natural disaster or a man-made disaster? Who ignited it? What exactly is it going to burn?

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