At this time, the police chief made the judgment he regretted the most: Maybe they were blackmailing me.
"I am willing to use my position to vouch for the authenticity of the evidence provided by the police station."
The prosecutor turned to the clerk and said, "Did you take note of everything the minister and director said?"
The clerk nodded and showed the record to the prosecutor. The prosecutor glanced at it and then handed it to the director.
The director understood that the prosecutor had no solid evidence at all and was just bluffing: "These words are my true expression of willingness."
"Okay, not bad, very courageous." The prosecutor sincerely praised: "Sign your name, we are all colleagues, I don't want to use tricks."
Now, the director felt more at ease, signed his name, looked at it carefully, and nodded with satisfaction: "This is the most beautiful signature I have ever made."
The prosecutor withdrew the record and said mockingly: "Yes, if I try to sign such beautiful fonts in the future, I'm afraid no one will appreciate it."
The director was unwilling to give in: "Prosecutor, you can't favor one thing over another."
The prosecutor sighed: "I think what you need is fairness. Well, let me ask you again, do you have any evidence?"
"No more. I think Mr. Paul still has evidence. Please bring it out." The director secretly said: "Sing an oboe for me, I'm not afraid."
At this time, an assistant prosecutor came in and whispered a few words into the prosecutor's ear. The prosecutor loudly said: "Let them in, otherwise, these people will stare like flies and be annoying."
Several scholars wearing gold-rimmed glasses poured into the conference room. Their eyes rolled around. When they saw the situation in the conference room, they immediately became excited as if they had been given a shot of blood.
"Prosecutor, you have another big case." The short fat man in the lead said loudly and flatteringly to the prosecutor: "Can you let us sit down and listen?"
"Who said there is a case? Look at these people, who looks like the criminal." The bald man has been taken away, and the people present are all respectable gentlemen from Ashi.
The short fat man pointed at the director and said, "The prosecutor can't lie to me about this formation."
"Okay, you are allowed to ask questions." The prosecutor said coldly: "After asking three questions, get out of here right away."
Chen Qingyun secretly praised: This prosecutor looks rigid, but in fact he has too many twists and turns in his heart.
"Mr. Director, have you accepted any bribes?" Humpty Dumpty is so rude.
The director blushed with anger and said, "I don't want any other bribes. If your sister is willing to come, I will accept it at any time."
The short fat man was humiliated, but he didn't get angry: "My sister is a good match for you, what do you think?"
The prosecutor immediately interrupted: "That's the second question."
The short fat man was shocked and quickly said: "Did you commit any official crime?"
The director shrugged: "No, my answer is finished."
The short fat man turned to look at the prosecutor. You don't have to believe what others say. The prosecutor's words will definitely not contain water. But he was disappointed. The prosecutor confirmed the director's words, and these people had no choice but to leave in despair.
Just as the reporters left, another person came into the conference room. This time, even the prosecutor's expression changed.
Chen Qingyun was surprised by this investigative inquiry and really admired the prestige of the Kazakh prosecutor. He was even more surprised when he saw the prosecutor's face change slightly.
The person who entered the conference room was a middle-aged man with a gloomy face and an obvious hook nose.
"I didn't disturb the prosecutor's independent handling of the case, right?" The hook-nosed tone sounded like it was coming from a robot: "Mr. Prosecutor, can I observe?"
The prosecutor leaned forward slightly and said, "Mr. Senator, if you please."
"Where are you talking about?"
The prosecutor said respectfully: "Mr. Paul has evidence in his hand that proves that Mr. Director is suspected of committing fraud during the handling of the case."
"Mr. Paul, can you tell me what kind of evidence it is?"
Paul obviously hated this hook-nosed person: "Aren't you a spectator? Why are you talking so much? Assistant prosecutor, please close the curtains."
There was video material, and the director's face suddenly turned gloomy. His hooked nose was snatched away by Paul, and he immediately turned livid: "Forget it, what's there to see? Mr. Prosecutor, let's wait for another day. Now, please follow me to the Presidential Palace."
"I'm handling the case. I only need more than ten minutes." The prosecutor didn't even refute the hook-nosed unreasonableness.
"The president comes to you for something, so you don't want the president to wait for you, right?" He said coldly with a hooked nose: "If we ask about this so-called case tomorrow, it won't turn the world upside down, right?"
The hook-nosed words made the prosecutor feel like a mountain pressing down on him: "Mr. Director, please rest in the prosecutor's office. We will talk another day."
The director did not dare to disobey, so he obediently took off his armed belt and handed it to the assistant prosecutor who came to him.
The hook-nosed man turned a blind eye to Chen Qingyun and Ding Yong. After speaking, he stood up and walked away. The prosecutor quickly followed.
On the way back, Chen Qingyun frowned and said, "Ding Yong, this senator has such great official authority."
"It's just a fox pretending to be a tiger." Ding Yong sighed: "It is said that among the popular people around the president, except for Paul, no one in Kazakhstan dares to mess with this senator."
"Everything brings down another thing. I thought prosecutors were really not afraid of anything." Chen Qingyun felt a little bit: "People in official circles have no choice but to do what they want. How can prosecutors be an exception?"
Chen Qingyun and Ding Yong went back to the embassy directly, and the "important task" of sending the owner back to the porcelain store was snatched away by Garcia. Chen Qingyun did not expect that many things would happen after Garcia's departure, which was really unexpected.
After saying that Garcia sent the shop owner back and comforted him a few words, he went straight to the backyard. When he saw the young woman sneaking into the room in panic, he immediately stopped her.
"Don't panic, I just came to see you. I'm relieved that you're okay."
"I'm fine. The backyard is inconvenient. Please help yourself." The young woman couldn't stand Garcia's fiery gaze and felt very uncomfortable.
Garcia immediately offered a temptation that the young woman could not refuse: "Your situation is very bad, but I can protect you."
The young woman thanked you profusely: "Sir, how can we find you?"
It's not that you don't betray, but it depends on whether you have invested enough money. Being able to climb a big tree, the young woman's mind has moved. The elegant and suave gentleman in front of her has a status that is only higher than Chen Qingyun, and the young woman will not make mistakes.
Garcia casually wrote down his cell phone number: "This cell phone is open 24 hours a day. If anyone troubles you, just say he is my friend."
Seeing the young woman hiding the note close to her body, Garcia left happily. The young woman did not know Garcia's identity and background, but the tribesmen who came to A city did not even find any decent friends.
When Chen Qingyun and Ding Yong returned to the embassy, they were immediately called by Lu Changyin: "There won't be any more trouble with the Urumqi people, right?"
"The police chief of Ah City is finished, but there is still a long way to go before we can uncover the truth of the matter."
Ding Yong looked at Chen Qingyun in surprise, wondering where he had the confidence to be so arbitrary. Of course, he would not "expose" Chen Qingyun's lies.
"The dust was supposed to settle today, but suddenly a senator appeared. The prosecutor had no choice but to postpone the matter."
Lu Changyin took a deep breath after hearing Ding Yong's words: "What's his attitude? Isn't it against the prosecutor's actions?"
Ding Yong said with relief: "The senator is very strong and smart. He will not express his opinions in person. It's just that his attitude is really unclear."
"There is hope in uncertainty. We can only wait for this matter." Lu Changyin's psychological weakness was immediately exposed: "As long as we do not confront Kazakhstan head-on, other matters will be handled according to Kazakhstan's opinions.
Bar."
Scholars are scholars, and when faced with complex problems, they generally do not choose to confront them head-on. Lu Changyin is a typical scholar, who only hopes to put things to rest.
Chen Qingyun didn't say anything. He didn't expect Lu Changyin to come up with tough measures. As for Ding Yong, he had a mission, so Ding Yong couldn't help but disobey him.
As expected, Ding Yong jumped out: "Ambassador, we should be more active..."
"Forget it, we can discuss this later." Lu Changyin interrupted Ding Yong: "There are important guests tonight. You will all attend the reception in the embassy restaurant."
At this time, the prosecutor and the hook-nosed man came to the presidential palace. When the president saw the prosecutor, he went straight to the point without any politeness.
"Does this matter require your personal intervention?" The president looked unhappy: "You don't know the sentiments of Kent people. If things go wrong, can you put an end to it?"
The prosecutor was a little scared of the hooked nose, but he was not afraid of the president: "On this matter, the president had better question Paul, so that he can be truly sure."
When the hook-nosed man heard the words, the cold air on his face became stronger, but he did not speak.
The president glanced at the hooked nose and said, "Don't make things so tense between you and Paul. Now I'll give you a chance to call Paul over."
Hook-nosed did not speak and left the president's study silently. Not long after, Paul followed behind Hook-nosed and entered the president's study.
"President, you're not going to travel again, are you?"
"After your last trip to Languo Horse Market, you are more interested in traveling than ever before." The president scolded with a smile: "It seems that if you don't leave Ashi, you won't be willing to come back to me."
Paul laughed: "President, Ashto is safe. No one dares to do anything to you. If Paul is not around, you will be fine."
The prosecutor looked at Paul and was very surprised. The President of Kazakhstan was not only famous domestically for his strength, but also the international community and high-level officials of various countries knew about it, but he was able to allow Paul to be unbridled. It was really unusual.
"Don't talk nonsense. Is there really something wrong with Ah City's police chief?"
"There is a problem. At least the crime of falsely accusing a good person of being a thief and subduing oneself into a crime cannot be escaped." Paul was sure.
After listening to Paul's words, the hook-nosed face grew longer and longer, and was about to explode.