Lao Dan and Xiao Dan followed a wave of officials who came to Beijing for a meeting. Zhen Zhi called to make arrangements.
There were two groups of people on the plane. One group was old gangsters who had been around for decades and freshly minted gangsters. They were escorted by the police. The other group was an important lever that controlled the movement of the state machinery. They were traveling in first class.
Leather sofa, drinking 16 yuan of weakly alkaline mineral water. The two extremes are mortal enemies, but there was no communication throughout the whole process.
Even the so-called officials only knew that the plane had been waiting for half an hour for some reason but did not take off. They did not know that these two people would be traveling with them.
In the early morning, the plane landed, and three Grand Cherokees came to pick him up, and then he went straight to the Ministry of Public Security. At this time, the old man was still well-dressed. The big pants he wore when he went out were no longer visible, and he put on a set of airport decoration work clothes.
With a black bag covering her head and handcuffs, she looked like the stone girl sitting in front of the mottled city gate, waiting for thousands of years without seeing the return of the "wild man".
Lao Dan is indeed a man of character, and he is very calm in everything he does, otherwise he would not have been domineering in Liaoyang for many years. But at this time, it is completely nonsense to say that sitting here is a sign of calmness and composure. What is the imperial capital?
??That is the center of power that slays dragons and elephants, and the cold guillotine is dealt with by whoever plays the harp!!
What does it mean for a gang involved in gangs to be brought here? What is waiting for him? Could it be that he went to Zhongnanhai to eat?
To paraphrase Song Xiaobao's words, the old man was completely deceived. After the incident in Shuangcheng, although he was not involved at all, with his years of keen sense of smell, he still managed all the good relationships he could, and the attitude above
, he didn’t seem to want to go into details, so he let Yuguo come back, but why on earth did he suddenly arrest him across provinces, and why was he from the imperial capital?
Along the way, Lao Dan's brain was thinking about this, so he forgot to control the movements of his body, so he was a bit like a stone girl. Because there were many people in the car, he instinctively crossed his legs in a reserved manner.
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At four o'clock in the morning, Lao Dan was taken to the "interrogation room" without handcuffs. The interior decoration was much more advanced than the usual interrogation rooms, with leather sofas, a two-meter-long marble coffee table, and a multi-functional conference table.
, projection board, a big piece of electronic equipment!
Lao Dan looked around and thought to himself, is this a meeting between the two heads of state? Why is the scene so big?
In Liaoyang, Lao Dan was the best among people, claiming to have seen all kinds of scenes, but in the imperial capital, he didn't even know the most ordinary conference room, because the Ministry of Public Security did not have an interrogation room at all...
Quite ironic.
Twenty minutes later, Zhen Zhi and two colleagues strode in. He looked up and looked at himself. The old man, who was obviously a little cautious, paused and said casually: "I've been waiting for you all night.
, let’s get straight to the point, I’ll have to sleep for a while!”
Zhen Zhi was not wearing a police uniform, so Lao Dan could only make a judgment based on Zhen Zhi's age. But in the imperial capital where there might be someone behind the scenes, this method was of no use.
"Sit down!" Zhen Zhiting casually pointed to the stool next to Lao Dan.
Lao Dan paused for a moment, pulled out a stool and sat down.
"Do you know why I'm arresting you?" Zhen Zhi opened the folder he brought over, took a sip of strong tea, and raised his head and asked.
When the boss heard this, he immediately felt cordial. After working for half his life, he must have heard this sentence a lot when he was young. It turns out that the police in the imperial capital are not so good at all. That is to say, the level of the police in urban and rural police stations!
Oh, at this time Lao Dan still didn’t know that he was in the Ministry of Public Security.
"I don't know!" Lao Dan took a breath and prepared to use his brain to simulate the conversation he had when dealing with the police station in the past, but this was undoubtedly a bit overwhelming because Lao Dan had not entered the public security system with the national emblem for a long time.
"Oh, let me tell you, listen!" Zhen Zhi smiled and continued.
When he said this, Lao Dan was completely confused. What did this mean? How about the police who just wanted to tell themselves without asking questions?
"Shan Haining, arresting you is just to hunt rabbits. I have no intention of doing it. Let me be clear. The provincial level can deal with you for what you have committed. There is no need to bring you to Beijing, so I am arresting you for Shenyang's sake." Caesar, before you came, our task force, ten police officers, spent half an hour studying the interrogation plan. It was roughly like this. You and your son, Shan Hui, each have a chance to speak. Whoever said it first is at least guaranteed not to die. If there is no problem with the general direction of what you committed, I can discuss the confession with you. In other words, we are going to sentence you two to a slam. What is the concept of a slam? In your mind Are you sure?? Your son is still young, in his twenties. You have to say, at least he will be released one day! Oh, after the confession is recorded, you still have to be tried at the place where the crime occurred. We will not interfere with local justice, so what? , are the conditions generous enough? You should consider the pros and cons yourself!" Zhen Zhi leaned back on the seat and looked at Shan Haining expressionlessly.
At this time, Lao Dan was already sitting in his chair, dumbfounded and motionless. Zhen Zhi's words forced a lot of information into him, and he was analyzing it carefully.
This is a psychological war. The key to victory is not between himself, but the tacit understanding between Shan Hui and himself. If you choose to remain silent and say nothing, this is obviously impossible, even if it is in Zhen Zhi's hands. If you don’t have any evidence, then you can just find a charge of organizing prostitution and slap it on your head, force criminal detention, and then slowly investigate and slowly consume it. Sooner or later, you will be able to figure out what your boss has been doing all these years. something.
If the provocation is not serious, then Shan Hui's confession must be consistent with his own, but the two people have never discussed it beforehand, how can they maintain the same thinking, and Shan Hui is too young, what if he says it? If you say anything that shouldn't be said, neither of you will be able to get out.
Zhen Zhi's promise not to interfere with local justice is to put it euphemistically. You are not fooling around in Liaoyang in vain. Although your death sentence is certain, your son's involvement is not that deep, and the entire reprieve of death is not enough. Activities??
Old Dan, with sweat dripping down his forehead, was thinking that if he didn't say anything and Zhen Zhi told Shan Hui what he said to him, then Shan Hui would worry about him and give up first... ...
"You should think about it, I'll talk to Shan Hui!" Zhen Zhi waited for five minutes, then said something, then took the folder and left.
"Wait!" Lao Dan shouted through gritted teeth.
"Xiao Lu, give him my confession questionnaire and let him fill it out by himself!" When Zhen Zhi heard Lao Dan's words, he just paused for a moment, then took out a box of San Wu from his pocket and threw it away without looking back. He got on the table and walked out.
The old Dan stared blankly at the confession questionnaire in front of him. He tremblingly picked up the box of Sanwu and lit one. For a moment, he seemed to have returned to the year when he was laid off and his wife ran away with someone. He was sitting there.
In the dilapidated house, I was smoking like this, my eyes were so straight, and I was so desperate...
But at that time, he could still take a step back and step into society, but now, where should he retreat?