The arrest team broke into the eighth floor in a standard CQB battle formation. The floor was covered with thick carpets. The corridor was quiet and deserted. The decoration was comparable to that of a five-star hotel. This was the executive floor of Black Forest Entertainment Group Co., Ltd., Black Forest's
The office is located here.
Hu Peng pointed at the big red door with the president's sign on it. Two criminal policemen rushed up, separated the two sides of the door, and gently held the door handle. The others hid behind the bulletproof steel shield, held their breath, and turned on the gun safety to be ready.
shooting.
Three two one! Following Hu Peng's gesture, the criminal policeman pushed open the door, and the assault hand rushed in with a micro-charge, and shouted sternly: "Don't move!"
Sitting behind the executive desk is a middle-aged man with a Chinese-character face, tough lines like a knife and an axe, and piercing eyes. He is the boss of Black Forest, Black Forest.
Two guns were pointed at Heilin, and the others searched the bedroom and bathroom in the suite. There were no other people and no hidden weapons.
"Heilin, you are under arrest." Hu Peng took out the arrest warrant.
"Detachment Hu, there may be some misunderstanding, but I will cooperate." Heilin was not as arrogant and domineering as expected, but rather low-key. He stood up from behind the executive desk. He was much shorter than Heisen in height, only 1.7 meters.
He is about five years old and not very muscular, but he has the aura of a gangster that cannot be concealed.
"Can you save some face for me?" Heilin smiled and stretched out his hands, "Get a towel or something and cover the handcuffs."
Hu Peng waved his hand, and the detective handcuffed Heilin and covered him with a towel.
The battle in the hall was almost over. The thugs were all rounded up and arrested. Heilin was also escorted down the fire escape by the arrest team, brought with him to a wheeled armored vehicle, and sent directly to the city bureau.
Hu Peng finally breathed a sigh of relief. The operation was smoother than expected. Hei Lin was captured without any danger. Looking back at the car, Hei Lin was sandwiched between two special police officers. He still looked calm and said hello: "Hu detachment, here you go."
Is it okay to have a cigarette?”
"Give it to him." Hu Peng said.
The detective lit a cigarette and handed it to Hei Lin. Hei Lin took two puffs and nodded his thanks: "Thank you. I'll treat you when the matter calms down."
"Do you think you still have a chance to treat us?" Hu Peng couldn't help but sarcastically asked.
A smile appeared on the corner of Heilin's mouth: "If you don't do anything wrong, and you're not afraid of ghosts knocking on your door, why don't I have a chance to treat you?"
Hu Peng said: "How many bad things have you done?"
Heilin said: "At my level, I must have been involved in some killings, but those were all in the past. When I was just starting out in my hometown in Northeast China, now I have cleansed myself and will not do anything illegal.
Don’t mention the outrageous things.”
Hu Peng sneered: "So, do you know why we arrested you?"
Heilin said: "You know, isn't it spread on the Internet, saying that I am the mastermind behind the 520 case? I thought that if I ran away, it would be yellow mud dropped in my crotch, and it would be shit or shit, so I originally planned to
For those who went abroad for inspection, the special plane was prepared. I insisted on not leaving and stayed to wait for you. I just didn’t expect that you didn’t call me to summon me, but made such a big noise. Haha, it’s a bit of a fuss.”
Hu Peng secretly thought that it was not good, why did such a secret matter spread on the Internet? It must be Liu Handong who leaked the secret. In order to put pressure on the police, he did not hesitate to expose the case that was still in the process of investigation. He must be punished severely when he comes back.
!
The armored vehicle entered a car wash on the way. Heilin was taken down and searched thoroughly. After confirming that there was no tracker, he was put into another van. Under the escort of two cars with civilian license plates, Heilin was taken to the anti-criminal base on the outskirts of Pingchuan City. It is Shen Hongyi's private land. It is not a mixed bag like the Omi City Bureau, and it is easy to be manipulated. If Hei Lin suddenly died of illness while in custody, everyone would be passive.
Heilin was brought to justice, and the police officers who participated in the war were greatly encouraged. Shi Guoping planned to seize the Heilin Nightclub in one go. However, after the raid, it turned out that there was no illegal situation, no concealment of guns and ammunition, no accommodation of prostitution, and no evidence of drug trafficking. The forest is slippery and there is no way to hold on to it.
The only thing that can be used to make a case is that these thugs raised by the Black Forest were all arrested and interrogated one by one by the special patrol detachment. It was not until the first trial that they found out that these thugs were all outsiders and had no labor contract relationship with the Black Forest. They were just guests staying at the Black Forest Housekeeping Department. Even after checking online, there were no wanted fugitives. At most, they were charged with obstructing official duties and detained.
During the crackdown at the criminal base, Heilin was taken into an interrogation room. There were no windows, the desk lamp was red, and the table was irregular in shape. All the arrangements were designed to destroy the suspect's psychological defenses. However, these were child's play for Heilin. He smiled and said to Hu Peng: "Detachment Hu, it's boring to do this. I've been arrested by North Korean border guards before, and I've seen all kinds of scenes."
Hu Peng knew that his opponent was cunning and tenacious, and the interrogation would be extremely difficult.
…
Liu Handong did not pay attention to the arrest of Hei Lin. He knew that Hu Peng would not let him down. He was now concerned about how to bring down another important person in Liu Fei's group, Wangdong District Party Committee Secretary Yan Zhizhong.
In Xiahe Township, Beihe County, Liu Handong's Land Rover was driving on a bumpy country road. He and Song Shuang came together to visit Zhang Fuman, a debt collection contractor who attempted suicide on a viaduct last year. The address showed that Zhang's home was in Lutou, Xiahe Township. No. 10, Village Group 2, but the owner of this small rural villa is not named Zhang.
"The Zhang family has moved away and the house has been paid off." The new landlord pointed to a dilapidated house in the distance and said, "Their family lives there."
There was a family of three living in the dilapidated house, the old lady and her two granddaughters. When they heard that Song Shuang was a reporter from the city, the old lady wiped away her tears and said that her son had been wronged.
"The county arrested him and said he was petitioning illegally. He was imprisoned for more than a year without being allowed to see him. His daughter-in-law left the two children and went to the south. I am an old woman dragging the two children. How can I survive? "
Song Shuang looked at the two girls. They were sallow and pitiful. He couldn't bear it. He took out his wallet and found that there were a few banknotes in it and the rest were cards. So he touched Liu Handong's arm and coughed dryly.
Liu Handong took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket and handed it to Song Shuang. His original intention was to ask Song Shuang to give him a thousand yuan, but Song Shuang was an honest man and actually stuffed a whole stack of tens of thousands of yuan in it. In the little girl's pocket.
"I don't dare to ask for it!" The old woman hurriedly declined, and Song Shuang pushed the money back: "I know about Boss Zhang's case. He is a good character. He would rather sell houses and cars than default on workers' wages. I admire him. I will leave this money for him." For children to go to school.”
After saying that, Song Shuang sighed and pulled Liu Handong away.
After just a dozen steps, the old woman shouted: "Sister, wait a minute, I have something to show you."
Song Shuang stopped and turned around, only to see the old woman returning to the house, digging under the bed, taking out a small book with a sheepskin cover, and handed it over like a treasure, "This is something my son left behind. He said he met a good person.
Only then can I take it out.”
A lot of important information was densely recorded in the small book, including the time, amount, personnel, and various problems encountered during the construction of the project. The cement label was incorrect, the steel bar specifications were inconsistent, and even the hidden dangers caused by this were clearly written.
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Song Shuang was overjoyed, this was the trump card to defeat Yan Zhizhong!
…
Back at the TV station, Song Shuang took photos of Zhang Fuman's little book, made copies, sent one copy to the Discipline Inspection Commission, and posted the other online, targeting Yan Zhizhong, the Eastern District Party Committee Secretary.
There is an Internet Public Opinion Office under the Propaganda Department of the District Committee, and there are dedicated personnel who focus on negative news on the Internet against Wangdong District and leaders of the District Committee and District Government. Not long after Song Shuang posted his post, he was targeted by the staff of the Wangdong District Public Opinion Office.
In the office of the district committee secretary, Yan Zhizhong was working at his desk. There was a knock on the door, and he responded solemnly: "Come in."
Xiao Zhao, deputy director of the District Propaganda Department, came in and gently placed the printed materials on Secretary Yan’s desk. Yan Zhizhong picked it up, glanced at it twice, and dropped it heavily: “This is slander, this is rumors and slander, report the case and let the police
The department intervenes and must crack down severely!"
Xiao Zhao said: "Secretary Yan, this whistleblower has a special identity. He is a reporter from the TV station. Her father is Song Jianfeng, the former director of the Provincial Public Security Department..."
Yan Zhizhong calmed down his anger and picked up the materials to read again. This revelation was actually not new. The same thing was sent to the Commission for Discipline Inspection last year, but was suppressed. Now it is seen again on the Internet, which shows that the situation is more complicated and serious.
"These fierce and cute twins..." Yan Zhezhong frowned. He was old and couldn't stand such sensational online names.
"My name is Song Shuang. He is not very old. He may have been taken advantage of." Xiao Zhao said, "I found out that Ling Zijie, the deputy director of the Municipal Government Information Office, has a good relationship with Song Shuang. Can Secretary Yan give her information through Ling Zijie?
Bring a message to communicate or something."
Yan Zhizhong nodded: "It makes sense, help me make an appointment with Ling Zijie."
Although Wangdong District Party Committee Secretary is not of high rank, he is not as good as the county magistrate. He has the power in his hands like a prince. When Secretary Yan summoned him, Ling Zijie rushed over immediately. After some pleasantries, Yan Zhizhong tactfully expressed his intention to ask Ling Zijie to be the middleman.
, Ling Zijie did not hesitate and agreed wholeheartedly.
"If you need any support and cooperation, feel free to ask. The economic development of Wangdong District is at a critical juncture, and I really don't have the energy to be distracted." Yan Zhizhong shook hands with Ling Zijie enthusiastically and said goodbye.
"Secretary Yan is very polite. I'll try my best to handle it. If it doesn't work, I'll raise my head to see you." Ling Zijie said very confidently because he had this confidence.
After returning home, Ling Zijie immediately called Zhu Pengpeng and asked her to make an appointment with Song Shuang for dinner.
"Why, you still can't forget her?" Zhu Pengpeng said sourly. She and Ling Zijie are now in a relationship, so naturally they are jealous.
"Anyway, Yan Zhizhong asked me to do something. I need to meet Song Shuang. It's as simple as that. Don't be angry, honey. I'll buy you something delicious later. Well, I love you too, okay." Ling Zijie hung up.
We made phone calls and worked hard to settle the matter. From then on, we were hooked up with Yan Zhizhong, and his career was just around the corner.