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Chapter 322: Counterattack

Different eras and different national conditions.

Lao Yu is even more different from Dai Li. The Eleventh Bureau of the Second Department of the General Staff is not as notorious as the Ming Dynasty Jin Yiwei. However, the number one figure in the most mysterious department of the General Staff is still feared. Not to mention Feng Zecheng, even if he is a senior official at the provincial or ministerial level

Qian, if you know what kind of business Lao Yu is doing, you will probably be upset.

"Director Feng, I have a meeting later. Let's get down to business as soon as possible."

Lao Yu got straight to the point. Feng Zecheng nodded with a smile, turned to the anti-narcotics team and said, "Let Yang Chen go. This is a direct order from the ministry."

Huang Limin was okay. Pang Tao was stunned. Was it an order directly issued by the ministry? Pang Tao thought in his mind and was really sure that the guy named Yang Chen was related to the military. He had an extraordinary background. He was not as simple as a college student. He couldn't help but feel flustered and looked at the executive with worry.

Deputy Director Tong Shuxin.

The series of actions against Yang Chen were personally ordered and arranged by his benevolent old boss. What kind of truth and conspiracy is hidden in this?

"Why are you standing there, bring the person here quickly." Tong Shuxin pretended to glare at Pang Tao, who left the reception room uneasily and had an ominous premonition.

"I'll go take a look."

Wu Jie said hello to Lao Yu and chased him out.

When Pang Tao led someone to open the door of the detention room, Yang Chen was standing in front of the window, shirtless, with strong muscles on his shoulders and back. In addition to old injuries, there were also many new ones.

"Yang Zi..." Wu Jie shouted, pushed away the people from the anti-narcotics brigade, and rushed into the detention room.

Yang Chen turned around, faced Wu Jie with a smile, and said that you came here in time. Wu Jie didn't say a word, looking up and down at the injuries on his comrade's body, his anger could no longer be contained.

"Who did this?!" Wu Jie pointed at Yang Chen's exposed upper body and asked the anti-narcotics brigade man angrily, while Xiao Liu and Lao Ma hesitated.

"Our anti-narcotics brigade is special. We use a little special means, and the superiors tacitly agree." Pang Tao stood up to smooth things over, but Wu Jie rushed up to him, kicked him out of the detention room, and flew out, smashing the wooden door of the opposite office and the corridor.

In each room on both sides, many people poked their heads in the air.

"Old Wu, I'm fine."

Yang Chen put on his clothes, patted Wu Jie on the shoulder, and walked out of the detention room. Wu Jie followed him out and took a serious look at Pang Tao, who couldn't get up. The man who put his head over his head hurriedly retracted his head for fear of being affected.

Reception room.

When Lao Yu saw Yang Chen, he said with emotion: "Yang Chen, you have suffered."

"Chief, I'm fine." Yang Chen smiled as if nothing was wrong and faced Lao Yu, knowing full well that Lao Yu's personal action was tantamount to expressing his stance and that he would seek justice for him.

Some people do evil things on their behalf.

How could Yang Chen add any unnecessary extravagance to show off his anger? It would not only affect the image of a soldier, but also make him look lackluster.

Lao Yu waited for Yang Chen to count his belongings and took the people away without pursuing or holding them accountable. Feng Zecheng, Tong Shuxin, and Huang Limin all breathed a sigh of relief and sent people outside the building. When two Audi cars drove out of the compound, Huang Limin said

Feng Zecheng said: "Director, Pang Tao was injured."

"Injury is enough to give your anti-drug brigade face. When we arrested people yesterday, they tortured a few to death, but their deaths were in vain." Feng Zecheng glared at Huang Limin coldly.

Huang Limin was stunned.

I don’t understand why the director spoke so highly of the other party.

"What should we do about the case involving 100 kilograms of drugs?" Huang Limin asked bravely.

"That's it." Feng Zecheng finished his explanation coldly and led a group of subordinates to the parking lot. Huang Limin and Pang Tao, who had just been helped out by colleagues, were completely relieved after hearing the leadership's instructions.

Executive Deputy Director Tong Shuxin looked back at Pang Tao and smiled. Pang Tao hurriedly nodded in response, thinking that the matter was over and there was no need to take responsibility and he was punished. The resentment of being kicked gradually disappeared.

On Zhushikou East Street, several windows on the fifth floor of a building facing the street were all blocked by curtains. In the spacious room, an investigation team jointly formed by the military and the Ministry of Public Security was busy.

More than a dozen people operated computers to check the collected video information, some sorted out the faxed information, and some walked back and forth from time to time, asking about the latest progress. The atmosphere in the room was solemn and depressing. The target of this group of people's secret investigation was not an individual, but the Public Security Bureau.

With the Anti-Narcotics Brigade.

………………………

At night.

Yang Chen, who was still staying at the Pearl Hotel, learned about the investigation from Wu Jie.

It turned out that the night he checked into the Pearl Hotel, someone used a steel ball gun to destroy the surveillance camera in the hotel parking lot in the early morning, sneaked into the parking lot, tampered with the Audi car he was driving, and put 100 kilograms of heroin into it.

Although the monitoring of the parking lot was destroyed, the investigation team used the information provided by the surrounding surveillance cameras to locate the target, followed the clues, and caught the person in only four hours.

"Yang Zi, wait for me at the hotel. I'll bring someone to your place later." Wu Jie said this inexplicably before hanging up the phone.

Yang Chen was confused.

About half an hour later, Wu Jie, Wei Ziwen, Tian Li, and the three most representative people among the disciples of the capital army appeared in front of Yang Chen. The three of them also brought one.

Qiu Zhimin.

Yang Chen had seen this kid at Wu Jie's engagement party. At this time, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he was about to be beaten into a pig's head. Yang Chen looked at him for a long time before he recognized him.

Wu Jie walked around the coffee table and sat down next to Yang Chen. Wei Ziwen sat on the sofa on both sides of the coffee table. Qiu Zhimin shivered and knelt in front of the coffee table. Yang Chen glanced at Wu Jie, pointed at Qiu Zhimin and asked: "Which song is this singing?"

out?"

"Yang Zi, it's my fault that you suffered this time. I informed a group of brothers the day before yesterday that I wanted to take advantage of everyone's free time last night to help you clean up your troubles. I didn't expect this bastard to be exposed to outsiders." Wei Ziwen explained.

"Do you think the person who persecuted me is related to him?" Yang Chen asked.

Wu Jie said: "I'm sure, the person from the other circle has not dealt with our group since childhood. It can also be said that they have fought with us since childhood. They also have our people there. They basically understand the situation clearly and have not wronged him."

"Brother Yang, please help me beg for mercy and let Mr. Wu Shaowei go around me once. I just accidentally complained to the man named Deng, saying... Mr. Wu Shaowei has summoned everyone to help you. I value you too much."

This is a grassroots college student with nothing to do, who would have thought that someone named Deng has ulterior motives." Qiu Zhimin begged with tears in his eyes.

"Who's named Deng?" Yang Chen asked with a frown.

"It's just a dog. His master has hooked up a bunch of losers and calls himself a princeling in the capital." Wu Jie sarcastically said with great disdain.

Princeling.

Yang Chen laughed dumbly.

I originally thought that this word generally refers to some well-established dandies in the capital, but I didn’t expect that there was actually a princeling. When did I offend him?

Yang Chen was full of questions and wanted to ask Wu Jie. Wu Jie's phone rang and he had to wait for his old comrade to answer the call.

"Yeah, okay, I'll be there right away." After a few words, Wu Jie hung up the phone, turned to Yang Chen and said, "Yang Zi, those brats are eating in Building 18 of Diaoyutai, let's go over and meet them."

Yang Chen pondered for a few seconds and nodded slowly.


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