Hao Guanghui called again and found that his son's phone had been turned off.
It has been six years since Hao Shuai went to Canada when he was 16 years old. During these years, he has spent no less than five million on living expenses, which is far beyond what Hao Guanghui's income can bear. This is one of the things Gu Changjun used to blackmail him.
This guy was very smart. He kept all the evidence in a secret place and handed it over to reliable people for safekeeping. If any accidents occurred, he would announce it. Hao Guanghui believed too much in his own energy and took risks after weighing the pros and cons. Unexpectedly, this move ended up harming himself.
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It was too late to regret now. As long as he escaped from China, he would have to start all over again. There were thousands of officials fleeing the country and they couldn't be caught. He didn't care if there was one more. Hao Guanghui sighed, put down his cell phone and concentrated on driving, heading towards the airport expressway.
The traffic was turbulent, and Hao Guanghui did not notice the following vehicle. He drove all the way to the parking lot of Omi International Airport and parked the Elantra into a government-only reserved parking space. The security guard immediately negotiated for him to leave. Hao Guanghui showed his police officer ID to rebuke the security guard and walked quickly.
Leave.
The Mercedes-Benz slowly drove over, and the civilians in the car reported to their superiors: "The target has arrived at Terminal 2."
"Continue to monitor." The superior issued instructions.
Hao Guanghui went to the airport store and bought a pair of sunglasses, a trolley suitcase, and a few pieces of clothing randomly stuffed into the suitcase as a cover, because a person who goes abroad without luggage is bound to attract the attention of others.
Then he went to the counter of Jiangdong Airlines and bought a ticket to fly to Jeju Island, South Korea. This was the earliest flight to leave the country, and Jeju Island is a visa-free tourist destination, so any passport will do.
The plainclothes men hiding in the crowd kept a close eye on Hao Guanghui and reported his every move to Song Jianfeng, who was conducting the meeting in the provincial meeting room.
In the conference room on the eighth floor of the provincial hall, Song Jianfeng told everyone present: "Hao Guanghui is suspected of multiple criminal charges and is now planning to defect. I suggest that measures be taken against him immediately."
Hao Guanghui is a division-level cadre in charge of provincial affairs. The responsible comrades of the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection present immediately expressed their support for Song Department’s decision.
"Arrest!" Song Jianfeng personally gave the order to the frontline scouts.
Hao Guanghui was not in a hurry to go through the security check. Once inside, he was like a turtle in a urn, and he couldn't escape even if he wanted to. He sat on the bench outside, looked around vigilantly, and looked at his watch from time to time. Half an hour later, the plane started to check in, and he
When I was about to wait for the last ten minutes, I used my status as deputy director of the Public Security Bureau to enter through a special channel, quickly boarded the plane and took off, leaving Omi without anyone noticing and leaving China.
The hands of the Omega Constellation rose gold watch were clicking. Hao Guanghui was anxious and prayed silently in his heart that God would bless him and nothing would happen.
Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw two people approaching not far away. They were both muscular men. Looking in another direction, there were also two men in their thirties walking over slowly.
The old police officer's vigilance made Hao Guanghui know that the thing he was most worried about had happened.
He composed himself, dragged his trolley suitcase towards the bathroom, took out his cell phone and used the mirror screen to take a peek, and sure enough, the four men followed him.
You can be sure that they are plainclothes men who came to arrest you!
Hao Guanghui let go of the trolley case and suddenly started running. Seeing this, the four men also ran after him. One of them pressed the Bluetooth headset on his ear and said something loudly, probably reporting to the leader.
Although Director Hao was fat, he ran very fast. As he ran, he took out his cell phone and redialed his son's number. Sure enough, his son turned his phone back on, but he just wouldn't answer his calls.
Two airport special police officers appeared in front of them, running toward them with their holsters and batons on the intercom. Upon seeing this, Hao Guanghui hurriedly ran in the other direction. There was a glass door in front of him. He pushed the door open and ran in without thinking. He was dumbfounded.
On the rooftop, below is the Airport Expressway where traffic flows.
Hao Guanghui did not hesitate, took a few steps forward and rode on the rooftop guardrail, shouting at the police who were following him: "Don't come over, or I'll jump off!"
As expected, the police stopped. A middle-aged plainclothes man said: "Director Hao, don't be impulsive. We are not here to arrest you. We are asking you to go back and assist in the investigation."
Hao Guanghui smiled sadly. No one would believe such a lie. If the incident is exposed, he will be punished by death. What worries him most is his son who is far away in Toronto. There is still a long beeping sound coming from his cell phone, but his son just won't answer the phone.
"Director Hao, come down first and we'll talk slowly." The plainclothes voice was very gentle.
Hao Guanghui put his hand into the inner pocket of his suit.
The police immediately raised their pistols and were on high alert.
Hao Guanghui sneered and took out a cigarette and a lighter. He sat on the guardrail and lit the last cigarette. He had a lot of thoughts. From the day he became a police officer, the ups and downs over the years were vividly in his mind.
, I have done good things and bad things. The police profession is to deal with evil. Good people cannot achieve results. In the early days, it was to fight crime, and later it was to get promoted and re-employed. Hao Guanghui did a lot of things that were unconscionable.
It also holds the handle of many senior leaders.
As a cadre of the Political and Legal Affairs Office, Hao Guanghui knew what was waiting for him. Shuanggui, interrogation day and night, transfer to the judiciary, and at least twenty years in prison. This kind of dark life was not what he wanted. What was more important was
It's because I can't guarantee that I won't reveal the crimes of higher-level leaders. If that happens, my son's life will be unsafe.
The phone was still beeping. On the other end of the phone, in a nightclub in Toronto, the weird neon lights illuminated everyone's faces in colorful colors. Hao Shuai used a straw to inhale a bunch of powder on the paper into his nose, feeling comfortable
shed tears.
"Your phone." My companion said, pointing to the flashing mobile phone, which read: Dad is calling.
"Ignore him, he's so annoying." Hao Shuai said, picking up the waist of the foreign girl next to him, "Let's go dance."
Here, on the rooftop of the airport terminal, Hao Guanghui took his last puff of cigarette, jumped off without warning, and landed headfirst on the airport expressway. He was smashed into a rotten watermelon on the spot, and an airport bus couldn't brake enough to hit him from above.
Go over and crush the body into a puddle of mud.
The scouts lay on the guardrail and looked down, stamping their feet and cursing.
In the provincial meeting room, Song Jianfeng said calmly: "Hao Guanghui committed suicide by jumping off the building and died on the spot."
Everyone whispered among themselves.
Hao Guanghui's clue is broken, so he can only hope that Jiao Shihong can open a breakthrough.
At this time, Jiao Shihong has been transferred by the police to the Procuratorate. He has basically confessed everything he should explain. There is no need for the double regulation of the Discipline Inspection Commission. The next step is for the Anti-Corruption Bureau to dig deeper and try to catch the person behind it.
Song Jianfeng went to the provincial party committee compound to report to Secretary Zheng. He was one of the few cadres in the province who could directly meet with the provincial party committee secretary without an appointment.
Secretary Ding smiled and invited Song Jianfeng into Secretary Zheng's office, where Zheng Zeru was looking down at the rich autumn colors of the city at the window.
"Xiao Song is here, sit down." Zheng Zeru turned around and came to the sofa, sat down with Song Jianfeng, and took out a box of white, unbranded special cigarettes from under the coffee table, "Try this, it's special from Haili."
Song Jianfeng was a criminal police officer and was a heavy smoker. He took the cigarette and looked at it. The filter tip accounted for half of the length of the cigarette. He couldn't help laughing and said: "This kind of cigarette is too light and not satisfying."
Zheng Zeru laughed heartily: "After all, you are a criminal police officer, but Xiao Song, you are now a deputy provincial leader. You must focus on the overall situation in everything, not focus on specific cases, and let go of what should be done."
Song Jianfeng said: "Secretary Zheng, what do you mean?"
"I may not have much time in Jiangdong." Zheng Zeru popped out a cigarette, and Song Jianfeng quickly took out a lighter and went over to help the leader light it.
"It seems that the rumors are true?" Song Jianfeng said. There were rumors in the provincial party committee compound that Secretary Zheng was going to be transferred back to the central government, but he still didn't believe it.
Zheng Zeru was originally a senior cadre from the central government. Not only did he have the ability to lead the overall situation, but he was also a senior intellectual proficient in economics and finance. It was said that there was a problem in the country's foreign economic work and it was necessary to mobilize elite troops to deal with it. Unexpectedly, it was Secretary Zheng.
This is a great responsibility.
Song Jianfeng was hesitant. He was a cadre promoted by Zheng Zeru. A few years ago, he was just the public security director of Jiangbei City. Now he is the deputy provincial public security director. However, the personnel in the department have not been completely settled. Secretary Zheng
If you are transferred away and your foundation is unstable, how can you gain a foothold?
Secretary Zheng understood very well what he meant. On the eve of the transfer, the province should not have any major incidents, especially such a high-level official corruption case. Song Jianfeng was referring to Jin Muchen, and Mayor Jin was a person of Governor Zhu Jiazheng.
, if Secretary Zheng is transferred and Governor Zhu becomes secretary, Song Jianfeng's good days will be over.
"Don't worry, there won't be big changes in personnel matters. You have to trust the organization." Zheng Zeru didn't say much, but it was worth recalling. He should go back and slowly understand and learn.
"Secretary Zheng, I understand, the case should not be rushed, but should be developed slowly and decisions should be made based on needs." Song Jianfeng said.
"Then I won't keep you." Zheng Zeru shook hands with Song Jianfeng and asked his secretary Xiao Ding to take him out.
…
The news that Secretary Zheng is to be transferred has spread in the Provincial Party Committee compound. The rumors are like noses and eyes. Some people say that Secretary Zheng will take over as the chairman of CIC, while others say that the next position will be the director of the newly established National Energy Strategy Committee. In short, Zheng Zeru
The transfer back to the center is already a certainty.
Who will take over as Secretary of the Provincial Party Committee is a big question. As usual, Governor Zhu Jiazheng should take over, but Governor Zhu has very little qualifications. If it were not for some special reasons that caused former Governor Mai Yuanchao to advance to the second line, he would never have had his turn.
He came to be the governor of this province.
Rumors are flying all over the sky, gossip is spreading everywhere, and Jin Muchen, the mayor of Jinjiang, is also trying his best to find out the news. However, there is news on the other side. Hao Guanghui committed suicide. Now the only person worried is Jiao Shihong from the Transportation Department, in case he bites him out of his previous home.
, pull out the radish and bring out the mud, there is no guarantee that you will not be implicated.
The gratifying news came that a deputy director of the Department of Transportation committed suicide by taking a large amount of sedative drugs due to depression. Mayor Kim's tense nerves finally relaxed and he was safe again.
The secretary came to report: "Mayor Jin, a financing guarantee company in this city invites you to attend the ribbon-cutting ceremony of the new office building. This is the invitation."
Normally, the secretary wouldn't bother him with such trivial matters. Mayor Jin picked up the invitation and looked at it. The signature was Long Kaijiang. Mr. Long must give it some respect, so he nodded and said, "Okay, please arrange your schedule."
…
In the inpatient department of Jiangbei Municipal Hospital, Liu Handong was sitting in front of his mother's bed, peeling an apple, while his stepfather was pouring dumplings from the thermos bucket.
"Xiaodong, you go back, you are busy at work, don't delay your work." The mother thought her son was driving at the Transportation Vocational College, for fear that it would affect his work.
"It's okay, I asked for leave. By the way, Mom, let me tell you some good news. I may become a police officer." Liu Handong originally wanted to wait until the matter was confirmed before talking about it, but his mother was injured and needed good news to comfort her.
"Really?" Mom got really excited and let out an ouch of pain when the wound was touched.
"Don't get excited, lie down." Stepfather quickly stepped forward to support him.
"Of course it's true. It will be implemented by the end of this year and early next year. But it's not a formal establishment, it's a recruitment system." Liu Handong said.
"The employment system is okay. Son, when you put on the police uniform, you must go to the vegetable market. I'll see who dares to bully me in the future." Mom said happily.