Feng Shuya's face was filled with uncertainty. She was wondering why the young man in front of her knew so much about her affairs, but from the look of him, he really didn't look like she was going to find someone to catch the cat when it came to this villa.
Money.
"Come together? Not like that."
"Police security? It doesn't look like that either."
Zhao Wen watched with interest as Feng Shuya speculated on his origins. After pausing for a while, he simply changed the music channel and listened to the aria "Nessun Dorma Tonight." His eyes squinted at Feng Shuya's exquisite body under her pajamas.
Feng Shuya finally said: "It doesn't matter who I hate, just tell me what exactly do you want me to do?"
Zhao Wen shook his head and said: "No, you answer whatever I ask you, so that we can continue the conversation and cooperation."
"It's cooperation."
Feng Shuya didn't know what Zhao Wen meant by emphasizing cooperation with her, but Zhao Wen clearly aroused her curiosity.
Zhao Wen asked again: "Who do you hate the most in Gannan?"
Feng Shuya finally said: "Well, since you have to do this, you understand that the person I hate is Chen Yibin, the director of the Gannan Provincial Public Security Department. Now, are you satisfied?"
"Why?"
Zhao Wen said with a smile: "Everything has a cause, and every cause has an effect. Tell me, I want to hear you say it yourself."
Feng Shuya stared at Zhao Wen, and Zhao Wen smiled: "This house belongs to me. You don't have to worry about the owner coming back to embarrass us. Just say what you want, I'm listening."
"It's just that I haven't been here for a long time, so I have nothing to entertain you. I hope you can forgive me for this."
Feng Shuya sighed and said: "Okay. Anyway, I don't have any secrets from you, so I just want to tell you my story again.
Things started from ten years ago.
Feng Shuya's father is Feng Zhe. Ten years ago, he was engaged in the pharmaceutical business. He was quite shrewd, so his business was not bad, and the family lived a prosperous life.
Feng Shuya also has a younger brother who is eight years younger than Feng Shuya. When Feng Zhe had an accident, Feng Shuya 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 the sale of Fentanyl Citrate Injection.
Fentanyl Citrate Injection is a narcotic drug controlled by the state. It has strong physical and mental dependence and is addictive. Generally speaking, it belongs to the category of drugs, but it is not clearly included in the "Catalogue of Narcotic Drugs"
, so, right in the middle between narcotics and non-narcotics, some people take advantage of this opportunity to make money, trading them as ordinary drugs and seeking profits.
Feng Shuya's father, Feng Zhe, is also taking advantage of this legal loophole, but he is different from ordinary people. Others buy and sell a small amount for their own consumption. But he does it to resell and make money."
Feng Shuya looked at Zhao Wen and said, "You haven't told me yet, what is your name? Do you think this needs to be kept secret?"
Zhao Wen smiled again: "You finish speaking first, and I will tell you."
Feng Shuya continued: "My father posted on the Internet that he had purchased Fentanyl Citrate Injection, not for private resale to individual individuals for use as drugs, but for collection for small hospitals in remote areas, or
They were sold to some small medical stores and medical practitioners with medical qualifications, and they just turned the gloves around and made some profits.
My father purchased these medicines from private hands. Of course, these medicines are distributed from large hospitals. You should understand that some medicines are not available on the market, even in small hospitals.
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My father obtained Fentanyl Citrate Injection through certain channels and then released it through the Internet, QQ groups, etc., and then used express delivery, bank settlement and other methods to sell the medicine to those in need everywhere.
Where there is demand, there is trade. In terms of purpose, my father's handling of these drugs was not for private use or to be sold directly to a small number of individuals for their addiction. Instead, it became a small and remote hospital in rural areas.
Doctor's supplier.
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 know. Why, you know him very well?"
Feng Shuya said: "Chen Yibin, male, fifty-six years old, worked at the Hongqi Switch Factory in Gannan City in the 1970s. Later he joined the army and served in a research institute of the Second Artillery. In 1978, he was rehabilitated.
As a police officer, he was assigned to work in the Criminal Police Team of the Chaoyang District Branch of the Gannan Municipal Public Security Bureau, and later served as the deputy captain and captain of the Criminal Police Team, and even the deputy director and director of the Chaoyang District Bureau, and the deputy secretary of the Political and Legal Committee of the Chaoyang District Committee.
Until ten years ago, Chen Yibin became the deputy director of the Gannan Municipal Public Security Bureau and a member of the party committee. At that time, my father's drug business was caught by Chen Yibin as a model. This incident was very sensational at the time, so Chen Yibin became
He became the deputy director of the Gannan Provincial Public Security Department and a member of the party committee, and my father was convicted of drug trafficking and sentenced to life imprisonment and fined 200,000 yuan."
Feng Shuya said this very fluently, as if she was talking about a very ordinary matter, but Zhao Wen knew that his father Feng Zhe was suddenly arrested and sentenced to life imprisonment. What it meant to the teenage Feng Shuya
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"After investigation by the Gannan City Public Security Bureau, it is believed that my father sold a total of 16,431 fentanyl citrate injections, each with a specification of 2ml:, the Gannan Public Security Bureau based on the "Illegal Drug Conversion
"Table", Fentanyl Citrate Injection is converted into 67.56 grams of heroin, which belongs to the sentencing level for "large quantities" of drug trafficking. According to the second paragraph of Article 347 of the "Criminal Law",
He may be sentenced to fifteen years' imprisonment, life imprisonment or death.
In July of that year, my father was criminally detained by the Gannan City Public Security Bureau on suspicion of drug trafficking, and he was arrested in August.
In March of the following year, the Gannan City People's Procuratorate and the Gannan City People's Court filed a public prosecution. In May, the court held a public hearing on my father's case using the simplified trial method of ordinary procedures. On the same day, the Gannan City People's Court made a ruling against me.
Father's Criminal Judgment." "The Gannan Court held 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 fined RMB 200,000.
Deprived of political rights for life."
In the last few words, Feng Shuya seemed to be reading out the verdict of her father Feng Zhe.
Feng Shuya suddenly smiled, with a rather charming look: "You want to cooperate with me? What cooperation? If you want to help me, what can you help me? How can you help me?"
"Do you know what kind of life I have lived in the past ten years?..."
"Do you know how my family has survived all these years?"
"As for Chen Yibin, I hate him, but... how can I defeat him? Yes, Chen Yibin stepped on my father, but from his side, what he did was not wrong, he was just
Yes, my father is evil."
"It's just that regarding the sentencing of life imprisonment, is it too harsh?"
"Ever since I was a child, my mother has taken me and my brother to complain everywhere. However, many legal experts and scholars have said that my family's affairs are too difficult to handle. Some say that it is not legal.
It’s difficult to handle, and some people, as soon as they hear it’s related to Chen Yibin, they don’t care about us orphans and widowed mothers at all… You don’t understand my life.”
"Isn't it interesting and promising to be a female thief?"
"I can't go to school. My mother is sick from overwork, and my younger brother is young. Haha, what can I do as a weak woman?"
Feng Shuya finally finished speaking, and Zhao Wen felt some compassion for her, but he couldn't express emotion at this time.
"I have a few friends in the legal field. I can ask you to see if there is any improvement in your father's case."
Zhao Wen looked into Feng Shuya's eyes and said, "Give me your contact information. I will tell you the result soon."
Seeing that Feng Shuya was silent, Zhao Wen said: "Until there is clear news about your father, I will not discuss cooperation with you. Of course, I am not using your father's matter to blackmail you. From now on, I will
If you don't want to do whatever you want, you can leave, and I will never force you to do anything."
Zhao Wen lazily leaned 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 times, thinking about this young man in her heart.
What exactly does it do?
Feng Shuya thought for a while and left a phone number for Zhao Wen. Zhao Wen picked up the mobile phone placed on the coffee table and entered the number. At the same time, he quietly turned off the recording button.
Zhao Wen recorded everything Feng Shuya said just now.
"My name is Zhao Wen, male, twenty-three years old, unmarried. You still have a chance."
"I'll give you a suggestion. It's best that you don't go out to do any work these days. Go home and have a good rest, and walk by the river often. It's not that you don't understand. I don't want your father's affairs to turn around.
, I asked you to do something, but you went in, so the gain outweighs the loss."
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, casually returned Feng Shuya's towel and fruit knife to her, and watched Feng Shuya disappear from the flowers.
Zhao Wen carefully filtered the conversation between himself and Feng Shuya, then went to the bedroom on the second floor, took a shower and went to bed.
He slept deeply until he was awakened by the continuous vibrating sound of his cell phone. Zhao Wen looked at it and saw it was three quarters past three in the morning.
The call came from the general office, saying that a fire broke out at the Zhuwa Lane Market in Gannan City at night. At this time, fire officers and soldiers were doing their best to rescue and put out the fire.
When Zhao Wen heard this, he cursed in his heart and asked what the situation was like. The person on duty there replied: "The mayor of Gannan City, the deputy director of the Public Security Department, and personnel from relevant units have arrived at the scene. There are new people."
I will report the situation to you in time."
After hanging up the phone, Zhao Wen thought for a moment and still didn't call Wei Hongqi.
This matter can only be handled by the leaders of Gannan City. Besides, the people in the general office did not say whether Deng Zaitian went to the scene. He, the leader of the government, is not in a hurry. Why is his boss anxious?
"Fire?"
Zhao Wen thought about it for a while, and felt that there was something strange about the fire. Why did it not catch on fire for so long? It happened on the night when the Gannan Intermediate Court's verdict against Tianlong Company and Zhuwa Lane Market came out.
?
Is this fire a natural disaster or a man-made disaster? Who lit it? What exactly is it going to burn?
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