The words of banter mixed with deep disdain were like an unrivaled force, hitting Tang Hu and Tang Biao's little heart so hard that the two brothers almost suffocated. The rhythm of using the police in a different place to investigate extremely large cases was the kind of rhythm that once the public officials let go
A case that shocked people across the country.
As chaotic and powerful footsteps approached, the special police officers surrounding Tang Hu and Tang Biao moved out of the way with a tacit understanding. More than a dozen figures appeared in Tang Hu and Tang Biao's field of vision.
Tang Hu and Tang Biao's stiff expressions were followed by a hint of resentment that could not be overcome. Yang Chen stood out among the crowd and was walking at the forefront, looking at the two brothers like they were looking at a prey on the verge of death.
"Young surnamed Yang, you are a damn sinister villain. Do you dare to fight me openly?" Tang Biao yelled unwillingly, his face was horribly distorted, and his joints were crackling. Tonight's change was too sudden.
He was caught off guard and had not yet used all his skills.
Yang Chen smiled faintly: "I don't dare."
"You..." Tang Biao didn't expect Yang Chen to answer like this. It was like a punch that he had accumulated a lot of strength to hit the target. He almost suffered internal injuries. He gritted his teeth and wanted to eat Yang Chen alive.
"You're not taking a pee to take a look at yourself, and you're going to fight Yang Zi."
"Who do you think you are?"
Tang Biao angrily glared at the man who despised him. This man stood side by side with Yang Chen. He had a strong and domineering figure. He was wearing a summer camouflage training uniform of the special forces. Without the embellishment of military rank and qualification insignia, he was still formidable.
"I, Wu Jie, you have been with Zhou Laoer for a few years, so you should have heard of me." Wu Jie, who was beside Yang Chen, casually revealed his identity, and Tang Biao was immediately dumbfounded.
Having just faced so many gunpoints, Tang Biao did not despair. Behind him were Wang Yiming and Mr. Zhou. He did not believe that they would not save him until death, but the appearance of Wu Jie made him completely despair.
Tang Hu looked at his younger brother's horrified look and also realized that what was coming was going to be very dangerous. He tightened his grip on the gun, hinting with his eyes that the die-hard Ma Chai were ready to fight at any time.
"Old Wu, let's go." Yang Chen patted Wu Jie on the shoulder, turned around first, and walked out. The scene tonight was already lonely, and he didn't need to keep an eye on the finishing work. His brief appearance made Tang Hu and Tang Biao understand who was in trouble.
inside.
Tang Hu and Tang Biao looked at Yang Chen's back with overwhelming hatred, but they were helpless.
"Put the gun down!"
After Yang Chen and Wu Jie walked away, the special police officers began to make the final arrest. Tonight, the Ministry of Public Security dispatched special police officers from many places, and the secret task force of the Ministry of Public Security and the Ningxi Provincial Department jointly commanded them to use such a powerful force to deal with their enemies.
Far beyond the limits of ordinary people's imagination.
For Yang Chen and Wu Jie, it was as simple as just making a few phone calls.
There was another incident that prompted this action. The Taiyuan police, who had been struggling to solve the case and were under great pressure, reported the abnormal performance of the Xijing Public Security Bureau to the department.
Many people in Xijing knew that Tang Biao was hiding in the Crown Hotel, but the Taiyuan police did not know.
Tang Hu and Tang Biao hesitated for a moment and chose to be captured without mercy. If they act randomly, they will die. The only way to survive is to have hope.
Two tons of methamphetamine, a gambling hall that is not the size of a five-star casino in Macau, a team of more than 300 women in the hotel bath center, and a large number of guns, ammunition and grenades seized, the results of this operation shocked the investigators one after another.
Porn, gambling and drugs.
The Crown Hotel not only took full advantage, but also achieved an astonishing scale.
Such a place that hides filth and evil, stands majestically in the most prosperous area of Xijing, makes money safely, and no one dares to take care of it. Whose oversight is it?
Once the video footage of this operation was reported, it caused a sensation.
Li Changhe arrived early in the morning to take charge of the Xijing Municipal Bureau. His hair had turned gray overnight, his face was haggard, and his eyes had lost their former vitality and sharpness. When he met him, he was secretly surprised while saying hello.
Li Changhe walked into his office, closed the door, and sighed. Last night, the Ministry of Public Security and the provincial departments suddenly joined forces to catch him off guard. When he learned that Tang Biao and Tang Hu had fallen, he realized that what he was worried about had happened.
What will happen?
Li Changhe paced back and forth in thought until the landline phone on his desk rang, and his chaotic thoughts were interrupted. He answered the internal call and it was his secretary who reminded him that the regular meeting every Monday would start in ten minutes.
Regular meeting.
I'm afraid this will be the last time I chair a city bureau meeting in my life.
After hanging up the phone, Li Changhe put on a sad smile, adjusted his police uniform a little, and walked out of the office without taking the speech that his secretary had carefully revised.
In the small conference room of the government building, nine members of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee were present. Qin Changming presided over the meeting. Wang Yiming, who had absolutely overwhelmed Qin Changming in the Standing Committee meetings in the past, was surprisingly silent.
"Everyone should read the documents issued before the meeting. Comrade Li Changhe is suspected of serious violations of laws and disciplines. I feel that he is no longer suitable to continue to serve as the director of public security. What do you think?" Qin Changming looked around the standing committee members present at the meeting, and finally his eyes fell on Wang Yiming.
face.
Others also looked at Wang Yiming.
"I agree with Secretary Qin's opinion. I have an unshirkable responsibility for Li Changhe's appointment and the mistakes he made." Wang Yiming finally spoke.
On major personnel issues, the powerful Mayor Wang has never given in so unconditionally and agreed with Qin Changming, but no one is surprised.
The problems involved in Li Changhe are too serious. Wang Yiming can no longer protect himself. Only a strong man can cut off his wrist and clear himself. Can he be cleared?
The standing committee members present here secretly weighed and speculated.
At the end of the meeting, Wang Yiming finally left and returned to the office. The huge sense of crisis hit him and he could not support the thick mask. The calmness and deepness during the meeting were gone. He was quite powerless and sat on the chair behind his desk, making phone calls in a hurry.
Still unable to contact Mr. Zhou, he dialed another number.
"Lao Wu, did something happen to Lao San?" Wang Yiming couldn't wait to ask when the phone was connected. The person on the other end of the phone was also one of the brothers who had a strong relationship with the army.
"I can't find him, but I've heard some rumors recently. The third brother's uncle has also been missing for several days. Some people say that he was invited to have tea by the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection. Whether it is true or not, I can't confirm it yet." Brother, please do this.
Wang Yiming, who was completely unprepared, was stunned.
If Zhou Gongzi's brother-in-law, the top leader of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission, is really killed, what would it mean...Wang Yiming could not imagine that the sense of crisis that was tormenting him suddenly worsened, and he fell into panic.
Tang Hu and Tang Biao knew too many of his secrets. The antique calligraphy and paintings they kept for him were worth a fortune, enough for him to lose his hat and spend the rest of his life in prison.
But at this time, there was a problem with the Zhou family, which might be able to solve the crisis for him.
At a loss, Wang Yiming leaned back on the swivel chair, slumped and closed his eyes. He threw his cell phone on the desk and suddenly it vibrated. He was frightened with a guilty conscience, and then he slowly sat up straight and reached for the cell phone.
"Mayor Wang, I am Tang Long."
"What's up?"
Wang Yiming, who answered the phone, spoke indifferently. As soon as Tang Hu and Tang Biao were arrested, Tang Long called him. It was obvious what his intentions were.
"Mayor Wang, the second and third sons have worked hard in the past few years without any credit. Now they are in a big mess. You and I have to find a way to fish them out as soon as possible."
There was something in Tang Long's words. Of course Wang Yiming understood it and heard some threats. His face became increasingly ugly and he suppressed his anger and said: "Don't worry, I'm just thinking of a way."
"Mayor Wang, you have to hurry up, I'm afraid the second and third sons won't be able to wait."
"I know."
Wang Yiming didn't want to hear more of Tang Long's words, so he gritted his teeth and hung up the phone. Ever since Tang Long got on the Korean stick, his wings were getting stronger and stronger.
Tang Long.
The richest man in Liaodong.
Governor of the Sinuiju Special Administrative Region of North Korea.
Sinuiju, located on the east bank of the Yalu River, is North Korea's earliest economic development zone. Many of its chief executives are foreigners, one of whom is a wealthy Korean businesswoman.
Tang Long prospered in North Korea. On the one hand, he was rich and skillful. On the other hand, he had a close relationship with Cui Cishuai, the backbone of the Jin family. Last year, Tang Long's son married Cui Cishuai's granddaughter.
The relationship goes further.
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public security bureau.
At Monday's regular meeting, Li Changhe spoke unscripted and spoke passionately for more than an hour without stopping. The people present listened carefully and listened to Li Changhe's emotions and insights about his long journey as a police officer. It was more interesting than previous meetings.
Much, it's not like a work meeting, it's like saying goodbye.
Clang.
The two wooden doors of the large conference room were pushed open.
A group of uninvited guests walked in with their heads high and their chests high. Most people in the venue looked around indifferently, while a few people looked on coldly. They walked directly in front of Li Changhe.
"Comrade Li Changhe, you have been dismissed from the post of public security director. Now, please come with us and cooperate with the investigation." The leader was solemn and solemn, showing the municipal party committee resolution and work certificate.
What was supposed to come finally came.
Li Changhe nodded calmly, stood up, faced everyone present, and said the last words: "Comrades, take me as a lesson, warn yourselves, and be a good policeman."
The atmosphere in the venue was solemn and silent. People had different expressions and eyes. They were all deeply touched when they saw Li Changhe leaving sadly.
Not long after Li Changhe was investigated, Nan Feng returned to the city bureau and became the acting director of the police uniform. He could not take off the police uniform if he wanted to. The organization had the final say.
Tang Hu and Tang Biao were arrested, Li Changhe was sacked, and whether Wang Yiming would be implicated was a matter of debate. At a time when there were different opinions, another sensational event occurred.
Tang Biao and Tang Hu committed suicide before being interrogated in another place. During the hospital treatment, the two brothers acted out a scene only seen in Hollywood blockbusters and escaped by force. The police shot Tang Hu to death, while Tang Biao killed three guards and disappeared after being assisted by unknown persons.
On every road out of Xijing, special police armed with live ammunition stopped and inspected cars. In the city, wanted posters and reward notices were posted everywhere, offering a reward of 300,000 yuan. The Xijing police were unprecedentedly generous.
In the underground parking lot of Pearl International Plaza, a seven-seater Buick commercial vehicle squeezed into an inconspicuous corner, just in time to avoid the surveillance cameras.
"Brother Biao, please think carefully. It's too dangerous. Half of my mission has been failed. If something happens to you again, I can't explain it to Chief Long." The man in the passenger seat of the commercial vehicle, who was slightly thin and dark-skinned, pleaded.
Tang Biao after his make-up.
"Xiao Cui, stop trying to persuade me. I must let Yang Chen live in pain and self-blame for the rest of his life like me." Tang Biao pulled the gun with a ferocious face, loaded the AK47 bullet, opened the door and got out of the car.
Xiao Cui had no idea, so he left the driver behind and followed Tang Biao with his three brothers. They were the personal guards carefully selected by Cui Cishuai for Tang Long and came from the most mysterious army in North Korea.
