This group of old people are frequent visitors to the city government. They are all victims of Hanwei's illegal fund-raising. They come here every once in a while to cause trouble. Many of them are retired cadres and chronic patients with hypertension, diabetes and heart disease. They cannot be beaten or scolded.
, if you act a little rougher, you will be relied upon to make someone fall ill on the spot, so the plainclothesmen were helpless and immediately retreated far away.
The old people are very measured. They don't rush into the gate or block the road. Instead, they stand on both sides of the gate and display slogans to pedestrians on the road. The theme this time is the folk debt collection hero Huanghua Daxia. The old people
He also specially asked someone to draw the image of a hero, dressed in ancient costume, flying over the walls with a sword. The passers-by were puzzled, so the old man explained it to them. He was frothing at the mouth and filled with righteous indignation, saying how could the government arrest such a hero?
Woolen cloth.
An Audi A6 with a small number drove over. Mayor Jin and his secretary were sitting in the car. The driver was very smart. When he saw something going on at the gate, he immediately took the back door. Jin Muchen caught a glimpse of the placards held by the old people and was a little puzzled: "
What yellow flower hero, what’s going on?”
The secretary was sweating. He didn't understand the situation and quickly called someone to check.
There are three doors in the city hall. Normally only the main door is open. The side door and the back door are used to deal with emergencies. This was the case today. Mayor Jin entered the courtyard. The secretary also received a report and reported to the mayor: "
The so-called Yellow Flower Hero is a private debt collector, a person who helps people recover the funds raised by Hanwei."
Jin Muchen snorted coldly: "What kind of hero? He is clearly a criminal. We must use legal weapons to attack such people severely. Has this person been arrested according to law?"
"Already arrested."
"We must attack severely, severely and quickly."
"yes."
When Ma Ling drove back, it had already begun to rain. The old people at the gate of the city hall held up umbrellas, put on raincoats, and continued to protest silently. The slogans about the Yellow Flower Hero in their hands made the female driver’s nose sore. Among these people
, no one knew Liu Handong, they were all strangers, and none of my mother’s old colleagues who had recovered part of the debt were joining in the fun.
Ma Ling already knew the experience of Liu Handong's arrest. It was his father who called him to his home and arrested him downstairs. His father was a police officer and he had his own difficulties, but Ma Ling still couldn't forgive his father. These days, she was living in
She was at a friend's house and she didn't want to go back to that house again.
…
In the family home of the Public Security Department, Wang Xing was sitting and drinking tea in the living room of Song Jianfeng's house. He was also a convicted criminal. He surrendered after being instructed by someone, and someone interceded, so he was released on bail and had the opportunity to work for Liu Handong.
Song Jianfeng is now the director of the Policy Research Office of the Provincial Party Committee. He still has the same rank, but his power is not as good as before. He has a lot of free time. He practices calligraphy and makes Kung Fu tea at home. He is not surprised by Wang Xing's visit.
Don't let him talk and drink Kung Fu tea first.
Wang Xing patiently drank a few cups of kung fu tea and couldn't help but say: "Director Song, you have to come forward and put some pressure on me. This case is clearly an unjust case."
Song Jianfeng said calmly and calmly: "The tea is cold when people leave. My words are of no use."
Wang Xing waited for another long time before Song Jianfeng said seriously: "You two can only protect one."
"Isn't it enough to spend money to clear things up? At worst, I'll sell the house." Wang Xing spent a lot of money and was determined not to let Liu Handong go to jail.
Song Jianfeng shook his head: "It's not a matter of money. Someone wants to target Liu Handong and let him go to jail no matter what. I could have thought of a way to reduce the sentence by a few years, but now there is another incident involving a yellow flower hero.
Some people are angry and must be dealt with strictly if they say something. You can be treated as an accessory and get a second sentence with a suspended sentence of three years. Liu Handong will be in prison for at least ten years."
"What Yellow Flower Hero?" Wang Xing was confused.
Song Shuang, who was eavesdropping outside the living room, also sneaked back into the house and turned on the computer Baidu Huanghua Da Xia, but there was no clue, so he could only eavesdrop on their conversation again.
Song Jianfeng explained: "Since ancient times, we Chinese people have been looking forward to the emergence of three types of people: wise kings, upright officials, and knights. We place our hopes on them. Mingjun will not talk about it. Upright officials are like fish in the sewer.
It is difficult to survive, so the common people are eager for the appearance of knights. The Yellow Flower Hero is actually just a fictional character passed down by retired people and people at the bottom of society. However, the prototype fell on Liu Handong. The knight used martial arts to break the ban. This has been the case since ancient times.
Those who oppose the government will naturally touch the nerves of those in power, so Liu Handong was shot innocently, and no one can really save him this time."
Wang Xing sighed and said nothing.
Song Jianfeng continued: "The person in charge of this case is Wei Weijie from the Criminal Police Brigade of the Airport Branch. Her brother is Wei Weihao from the Linjiang District Court. Wei Weihao is Zhan Ziyu's brother, and Zhan Ziyu is Li Suifeng's guest. Li Suifeng has recently raised a large amount of funds to prepare for the case.
Have you figured out the relationship between the North Shore Eco-City that was quickly taken over from the city government?"
Wang Xing nodded: "I understand, we blocked other people's way of making money, and our old and new grudges are at odds with each other."
"Go back. Don't run around while you are on bail pending trial, otherwise you won't be able to save yourself. Your child is still young and cannot live without his father." Song Jianfeng said seriously.
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Wei Weijie from the Airport Branch has always been known as a goddess detective. This time she cracked the so-called "Yellow Flower Hero" theft case, which earned her even more appreciation from the leaders of the Municipal Bureau. She was transferred from the remote Airport Branch to the Criminal Police Detachment of the Municipal Bureau and was promoted to deputy detachment leader.
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The case of the Hand-chopping Party was handed over to the Detective Goddess. After some manipulation, a few unlucky guys from the Blood Soul Hall were made scapegoats, but the real culprit, Duan Erpao, was openly released on medical parole.
Liu Handong has been living in the detention center for a month. This time he is not under public security detention or criminal detention, but is being detained pending trial. It is said that this case will be tried in Linjiang District Court. The Procuratorate has obtained sufficient evidence, and the Political and Legal Affairs Committee is also taking the lead.
A meeting with the Public Security Bureau and the Procuratorate was convened to set the tone.
Wang Xing is a co-defendant, but the crime is relatively minor and he is out on bail. He hired a lawyer to defend him, but there is nothing good about the lawyer. It stands to reason that this case has room for defense, but the higher-ups are determined to make it a solid case, and they will use any lawyer.
I'm just a slump, so I'm not very motivated.
Liu Handong's mother, accompanied by Uncle He, went to the detention center to visit her son. Ma Ling also accompanied him. The family was speechless through the plexiglass window, with only a few tears.
"You shouldn't do stupid things, you have to go the right way to make money..." The mother choked up after saying one sentence. Her son will spend a long time in prison, and it feels uncomfortable to be an old man.
He Jian sighed, walked aside and handed two cigarettes and some clothes to the police, but was told that the detention center did not accept anything, only money, so he took out another three thousand yuan and deposited it into Liu Handong's account for him.
Buy cigarettes in the detention center for toothpaste.
"Xiao Ma, you tell me." Mom tearfully gave up her seat to Ma Ling.
Ma Ling sat over, his eyes were red, and he held the phone and said, "I'll wait for you, no matter how many years."
When the visiting time came, Liu Handong was escorted back to the cell. He sat on the bunk with mixed emotions. Among the twenty or thirty prisoners in the room, no one dared to touch him.
Suddenly, the iron door opened, and the police brought in a young man in his twenties or eighties. He was carrying a bedroll, his eyebrows were half-smiling, and he looked mean and sly, which made people uncomfortable at first sight.
"Boss, there's a new guy here. Do you want to go to court and have some fun?" A prisoner came over and whispered in Liu Handong's ear.
Liu Handong looked at the newcomer. He looked like he was in need of repair, and said, "Let him squat aside for now. I'll come to the court when I feel better."
Unexpectedly, the newcomer knew the rules quite well. He stood at attention and reported: "Report, my name is Yu Xiaodong. I drove here under the influence. Bosses, please give me some respect. My eldest brother is Liu Handong from the south of the city, known as the Yellow Flower Hero!"
The prisoners all laughed.
"Let's get some drinks and tell you to pretend. The Yellow Flower Hero is sitting here."
"This guy needs repairing, boss, let me beat him up."
Yu Xiaodong rolled his eyes: "I'm not bragging. I know everything about Brother Dong. He is from Jiangbei. He ranked second in the city in the college entrance examination. Later, he gave up college and refused to join the army. He worked in the Automobile Regiment of the 14th Army.
I worked there for eight years. I was discharged from the army early because I offended an official. At the beginning of this year, I became a special police officer and was discharged because I killed someone’s Tibetan Mastiff..."
Liu Handong raised his hand: "Stop talking, come here."
Yu Xiaodong walked over with a playful smile, but Liu Handong grabbed his neck and pinned him on the cement floor. The prisoners automatically dispersed to look out for the boss.
"Tell me, who sent you here?" Liu Handong said through gritted teeth.
"Brother, don't get angry. I don't mean any harm. Someone did send me here. Can you answer the phone?" Yu Xiaodong showed no fear and was extremely calm.
Liu Handong let him go.
Yu Xiaodong's cell phone rang, and he took it out to answer: "Yes, I'm here, Liu Handong is in front of me, okay."
He handed the phone over and motioned for Liu Handong to answer the call.
Liu Handong glanced at him suspiciously and took the phone: "I'm Liu Handong, where are you?"
"I am Long Kaijiang." The other party's voice was steady and powerful.
"What do you want from me?" Liu Handong waved his hand, and all the prisoners fell silent, which did not affect the boss's phone call.
"You took my Bentley away, right?"
"right."
"Do you know how much that car is worth?"
"Not as much debt as you."
"You are so brave, I can make you die with just one word, and I can make you live with just one word. Do you believe it?"
Liu Handong took a deep breath: "Whatever you want to do, just say it."
"I kept the Bentley in the airport garage and later entrusted you to sell it. You are not a thief. You legally handled my assets with my authorization."
Liu Handong felt confused for a moment. What did Long Kaijiang mean? He was trying to absolve himself. There was no free lunch in the world. This old bastard must be holding back some bad ideas waiting for him to jump into the pit.
But now, even if it is an abyss, I have to jump into it.