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At ten past ten, at Fuhai Tea House, negotiations have officially begun.
There was steaming tea on the tea table, and the strong aroma of tea filled the private room.
An Qiqi was dressed in military uniform, her hair was meticulously styled, and she was sitting at the tea table with a serious face. She had completely lost the easy-going look of the girl next door from yesterday.
She turned to look at Jiang Zheng and asked, "Has Chief Tan told you the demands of the administrative faction?"
"I told you." Jiang Zheng had no expression on his face and asked with a frown: "I want to know now, if I let Kong Zhenghui go, how can you save my brother's life?"
An Qiqi intervened and replied very simply: "Death in the first trial, upholding the original verdict in the second trial, and indefinite trial in the final trial. When the public opinion passes, he will serve his sentence normally, and his sentence will be commuted normally until he is released after serving his sentence."
After hearing this, Jiang Zheng was startled for a moment, then raised his eyebrows and asked: "You are sentenced to life imprisonment, and you have to be detained for at least twenty or thirty years before you can be released. What is the difference between this and death?"
Tan Mingchao sat next to him, drinking tea and listening to the two of them talking without saying a word.
An Qiqi immediately replied: "You have to understand one thing! What he committed is a capital crime. If you can save his life, you have already tried your best. You can't possibly say that he secretly hid and sold dozens of tons of psychotropic drugs
, and then it was exposed, and the main criminal was released from prison in three days. Is this realistic?"
An Qiqi's voice was cold, but the logic was clear, and what he said was objective and well-founded.
Jiang Zheng also argued with a cold face: "If it is to operate normally, then what else should I talk to you about? Can I also sentence Kong Zhenghui to life imprisonment?"
At this point, the room fell into silence.
To An Qiqi, Jiang Zheng's words were a rogue act and a threat.
Lu Guangwei was caught selling drugs and was promoted by public opinion. But Kong Zhenghui was framed and there is no comparison at all.
An Qiqi sat upright, his brain working rapidly. After a long silence, he said: "Okay, then I will take a step back. The first trial was death, and you let Lu Guangwei appeal. The second trial was death, and he continued to appeal, and the original verdict will be maintained for life.
.In this way, these three litigation periods will take at least three years. When that time comes, before the execution, I will find another death row prisoner as a scapegoat to replace Lu Guangwei."
Hearing this, Tan Mingchao put down his tea cup and finally interjected: "I think this plan is very good. It has satisfied the demands of both parties to the greatest extent."
Jiang Zheng didn't say a word, thinking quickly in his mind. He felt that the administrative faction's room for compromise had not been maximized, and three years was too long!
As far as the current situation in Longcheng is concerned, who knows how the situation will change in three years? It is possible that the administrative faction has broken with the garrison. Maybe this plan is not good, or it is a delaying strategy of the other side. They want to use this time
Come drag Lu Guangwei to death.
After thinking about it, Jiang Zheng said: "I think your plan of replacing someone is okay. But there is one thing. Three years is too long. It won't take that long for public opinion to calm down. After the first trial, I asked Lu Guangwei to appeal. You can directly
The final trial will last about a year. Before the execution, I will replace him and let Kong Zhenghui go."
An Qiqi was stunned when he heard this. He stared at Jiang Zheng and asked, "What do you mean, you can't let Kong Zhenghui go first?"
Jiang Zheng said matter-of-factly: "Absolutely not! I want to release Kong Zhenghui first. What if you don't release him?"
Hearing this, An Qiqi raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you kidding me? The prerequisite for today's dialogue is that you have to let Kong Zhenghui go before I can help you operate it. Do you think I'm lying here?"
Do you play?"
Jiang Zheng did not give in. He shook his head again and said: "I don't agree to release him first. I can only accept that after Lu Guangwei is sentenced to death, you replace him and I will release Kong Zhenghui, otherwise there will be no discussion."
The two sides reached a stalemate again. Tan Mingchao glanced at Jiang Zheng coldly and wanted to speak, but he held back.
After being silent for a long time, An Qiqi raised his head, looked at Jiang Zheng with burning eyes and asked, "Are you sure we can't talk? This is the last time I ask you!"
Jiang Zheng intervened and said: "I can accept him being detained there for a year and a half at most. To put it bluntly, the situation in Dragon City is very unstable now. Who knows what kind of relationship we will have in a year and a half? As for the first
It will definitely not work to release Kong Zhenghui. If Lu Guangwei can squat for a year, he will definitely be able to squat too."
Hearing this, An Qiqi nodded immediately: "Okay, I understand."
Jiang Zheng sat there expressionlessly, picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea.
An Qiqi turned to look at Tan Mingchao: "Mr. Tan, come out and I'll say a few words to you."
Tan Mingchao thought for a moment, got up and followed An Qiqi out of the private room.
After the two left, Jiang Zheng walked to the window, called Jiang Yuanzhen, briefly described the negotiation process, and finally said: "I think one and a half years is too long. I will die anyway.
If he doesn’t let him go, I definitely won’t let him go either. I can’t let him fool me!”
…
At the same time, in the corridor outside the door.
Tan Mingchao followed An Qiqi and said softly: "You are like this, I think the gap between the two sides is not big anymore, I will go and communicate with Jiang Zheng later..."
An Qiqi did not answer, but pushed open another unoccupied private room, turned to Tan Mingchao and said, "Come on, come in and talk."
Tan Mingchao didn't think much and entered the private room first. An Qiqi followed him in and closed the door smoothly.
Tan Mingchao sat down on the sofa and said, "Qiqi..."
An Qiqi waved his hand and interrupted him: "Wait a moment, I'll make a call."
With that said, An Qiqi took out his mobile phone in front of him, dialed a number, and said in a solemn tone: "Come up."
Tan Mingchao was stunned for a moment: "Who should I ask to come up?"
An Qiqi hung up the phone and glanced at Tan Mingchao. He didn't answer, but stood at the door with a serious face.
Tan Mingchao realized something was wrong, and then he heard the roar of a car motor outside. His expression changed, and he quickly got up and walked to the window, opened the heavy gauze curtain, and took a look down.
There were more than a dozen military vehicles parked below, and hundreds of security soldiers armed with automatic rifles surrounded the entire teahouse.
Tan Mingchao was a little surprised and suddenly turned back to look at An Qiqi: "What are you going to do? What does this mean?"
…
Corridor on the first floor.
Brother Qiu was wearing a military uniform, holding an automatic rifle in his hand, and rushed upstairs with a large number of soldiers.
Several soldiers guarding the corridor hurriedly stopped him, and the platoon leader shouted directly at him: "What are you going to do? Stop!"
Brother Qiu picked up the gun, stood astride in the corridor, and directly held the fire.
"Bang bang!"
The gunfire exploded, and a cloud of blood mist erupted from the platoon leader's legs. He fell to the ground on the spot and howled miserably.
The remaining soldiers, after being stunned for a long time, reached out to draw their guns.
"roll!"
Brother Qiu roared.
As soon as he finished speaking, soldiers from the An department, wearing bulletproof vests, rushed forward.
"Don't fucking move!"
"M's!"
"Hold your head!"
Before the soldiers on the other side could draw their guns, a large number of security soldiers had already rushed up and beat the opponent down.
Brother Qiu walked forward quickly and arrived at the door of the private room of "Bicui Pavilion" without any obstruction.
"Bang!"
Brother Qiu raised his leg and kicked the door open.
…
In another private room, Tan Mingchao looked at An Qiqi and shouted excitedly: "If you do this, something big will happen! There will be a war!!"
An Qiqi's clear and bright eyes stared at him and said word by word: "No, I am helping you solve your trouble, Mr. Tan!"
Hearing this, Tan Mingchao suddenly froze.
"Don't move. After the gunfire, the pot belongs to us, and the stable garrison belongs to you!" An Qiqi replied to him, turned around and left.
Tan Mingchao came to his senses, and just as he was about to step forward, two soldiers from the An department walked in.
"Mr. Tan, don't move yet."
…
The battle in the corridor ended quickly, and the ground was full of garrison soldiers who had been knocked down. An Qiqi walked into the entrance of Bicui Pavilion without squinting his eyes.
Inside the house, Brother Qiu led several soldiers, holding automatic rifles, and pointed their guns at Jiang Zheng, who looked astonished.
Seeing An Qiqi come in, Jiang Zheng shouted to her: "An Qiqi, what do you mean? Are you crazy?!"
There was no smile on An Qiqi's face. She pointed at him and said word by word: "You are so shameless! If you don't get down the stairs, okay, I won't give them now. I tell you clearly that this case will go to Lu Guangwei."
If this link doesn’t work, I will sentence you to death as well!”
Jiang Zheng was shocked and angry in his heart: "Sentence me to death!? Just step on your horse and touch me...!"
"Shoot!" An Qiqi ordered with a frown.
Brother Qiu listened to the order and hugged the fire.
"Bang bang!"
"ah!"
Screams resounded in the room. An Qiqi stepped forward, pointed at him and asked: "Is it okay to touch you like this?! Mr. Jiang!"