Seven hundred and seventieth chapters bear the guilt
Hu Jingfeng understood what was going on, frowned and asked: "Did the higher ups give an order?"
Li Cunjian, director of the Fudu National Security Bureau, said: "Officer Hu, I'm sorry, the higher-ups have ordered us to take care of you. You... just wait where you are for the higher-ups to pick you up."
"Director Li, I understand your difficulties. However, Brother Wu died heroically for our brothers. Now, the mastermind behind the scenes is going to go free. Are you just going to sit idly by and ignore it?"
"Brother, I've tried my best. I've been taking orders for more than twenty minutes, but I didn't bother you. I, I really can't help you."
"Bureau Li, the confession has been obtained. Now we have to go to Guan Yunxi's house to get the evidence. Bureau Li, the brothers are all from the disciplinary department and know what not to do. But before Brother Wu died, he told me not to forget it.
Brothers who sacrificed their lives, if we don’t bring this man behind the scenes to justice, we will never have peace of mind for the rest of our lives.”
"That's right, Bureau Li, you raise your hand. Brothers have finished their work. It's up to you to deal with it. If the physical evidence is gone, I believe Brother Wu will die in peace. Brothers know what they have committed, but they don't care so much.
That’s it. Director Li, look..."
Li Cunjian's expression changed slightly. He looked at Hu Jingfeng and then at his subordinates around him. He suddenly put his hands behind his back and walked away looking at the sky.
The people around had a tacit understanding, and a few people who looked like leaders walked away one after another. The remaining people silently stepped aside to make way for Hu Jingfeng and others.
Hu Jingfeng cupped his fists and said, "Brothers, thank you."
As he spoke, Hu Jingfeng's eyes were even a little moist. It was all a matter of system. Although it was inevitable that there were some fishy things below, everyone could still understand each other when it came to matters of life, death and death. No one wanted to die in the line of duty.
His family was not greeted, and he died unjustly without knowing why.
After saying that, Hu Jingfeng led his people straight to the place where Guan Yunxi told him there was physical evidence.
Guan Yunxi is very cautious, and usually will never leave evidence of anything that threatens him. However, many things cannot be destroyed.
When applying for a real second-generation ID card named Zhao Lin for Feng Zhihai, he had to use his mobile phone to contact the organizer, so there were records of calls and text messages.
This record cannot be erased because it does not last very long and can be traced by the telecommunications department.
The most terrible thing is that Guan Yunxi contacted Feng Zhihai and gave orders to kill Tuberculosis. He used software to constantly change his mobile phone number and the location of the number to contact Feng Zhihai.
He didn't know the news of Feng Zhihai's death, so the software had not been completely deleted. It was on his home computer. This evidence was enough to prove that Guan Yunxi had a major connection with Feng Zhihai even though Feng Zhihai was dead.
These pieces of evidence fit together to form a complete chain of evidence, and Guan Yunxi could not escape the most deadly accusation of hiring a murderer.
After all the evidence was obtained, Hu Jingfeng took people back to the Fudu Security Department.
The local security department followed the instructions from their superiors and put Hu Jingfeng and others under house arrest, waiting for someone from above to deal with it. Lin Yuan was told that he could leave directly.
After exiting the gate of the Fudu National Security Bureau, Lin Yuan saw a familiar figure.
That beautiful figure has become much haggard after not seeing her for just a few days.
Song Xiaomeng stood there with tears in her eyes, and she and Lin Yuan just watched silently, as if they were lovers who had been separated for decades and met again.
"Lin Yuan, if you dare to leave me again, I will never let you go!" Song Xiaomeng threw herself into Lin Yuan's arms and pinched Lin Yuan's arm hard.
"No, never again. Xiaomeng, I promise, never again." Lin Yuan feels that he has become much more fragile recently, and his tear ducts seem to be particularly developed. As long as he is touched by the slightest touch, he can't help crying.
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"Are you going to die? What did you do, why didn't you take me with you? Do you know how worried I am for you?" All the emotions that Song Xiaomeng had been suppressing for the past few days completely burst out at this moment.
Lin Yuan said nothing, but hugged Song Xiaomeng tightly with his arms.
After a long time, the two of them let go. Song Xiaomeng wiped her tears and led Lin Yuan into the special car.
"Xiaomeng, grandpa...are you okay?" After his mood stabilized, Lin Yuan was a little worried.
Song Xiaomeng's mood improved a lot. She rolled her eyes at Lin Yuan and said, "You know you're afraid? Why don't you just think about it when you do things? Grandpa doesn't like everyone around him.
I wore more avant-garde clothes, but my grandpa scolded me, saying, you guys, I'm not dead yet, are you thinking of rebelling?"
Lin Yuan smiled bitterly, knowing that this was a typical expression of anger by Mr. Song. In fact, this old man had a very upright nature, but he was a bit pedantic, which made him uncomfortable and no one could stand him.
"Lin Yuan, when you go back this time, don't talk back to grandpa. Just let the old man scold you. Let me tell you, no one in the family has not been scolded. Even my father was scolded by grandpa on the phone.
My dad doesn’t even know why.”
This is a typical case of Song Fangming lying on his back. The whole thing has nothing to do with his future father-in-law. Mr. Song is such a talented person. He scolded his son before he got angry.
After returning to Yanjing, Lin Yuan did not dare to go to Mr. Song's place first, but went to Mr. Yun's place in Yuquan Mountain first.
Old Yun looked at Lin Yuan, but he did not criticize, but said with relief: "Boy, what is done is done, there is nothing to be afraid of. But with Old Man Song, you have to be careful, the old guy will bite whoever he catches.
Anyway, you only have one word, endure! Just scold, will you lose your flesh? Just hit, he can still beat you to death?"
Lin Yuandao: "Grandpa Yun, I'm not afraid of what I have. The key is that those brothers from the Security Bureau are currently under investigation. Grandpa Yun, can you help me?"
Guo Changsheng interjected from the side: "Xiao Lin, this matter has become too big now. Yun Lao's transfer of the security force is under investigation by the disciplinary department. Song Lao is also explaining this matter. This matter,
Only Mr. Song can speak."
Lin Yuan knew that there were too many great people involved in what happened to him. No one could let it go if someone died in the process. In fact, Mr. Yun was already implicated. It’s hard to imagine what the final outcome of this matter would be.
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"Grandpa Yun, I have caused trouble to you, and I am sorry for you."
"Boy, don't say such depressing words. If you dare to take things to this step, it shows that you are smart! Grandpa Yun is fine. Why don't you just check? Just check! I don't know how many tests I have done in my life.
, Do you still care about this time? Boy, Old Man Song really helped this time. Even if he scolds you like shit, he is really helpful. Don’t let Old Man Song down."
Lin Yuan nodded in agreement and came to Song's house with Song Xiaomeng.
Through the door, Lin Yuan could hear Mr. Song roaring: "If I don't see that kid, tell him to get out of here!"
Song Xiaomeng winked at Lin Yuan and asked him to wait at the door before walking in.
"You naughty kids, just looking at me living a good life, do you want to piss me off to death?" Mr. Song's voice almost lifted the roof of the house.
Song Xiaomeng was apologizing, but Song Xiaojia ran out.
"Brother-in-law, it's okay. Just stand here for a while. You resisted me last time. This time I will help you no matter what. Grandpa is angry. I have thought of a way. You wait for me to get the props."
With that said, Song Xiaojia turned around and ran away, and after a while, she took a two-foot-long wooden stick.
"What, what is this for?" Lin Yuan was a little confused.
"Brother-in-law, you are asking for forgiveness under the thorn, you don't understand this? Don't worry, grandpa won't really beat you. Even if he does, there's nothing you can do about it, right?"
Lin Yuan grinned and walked in with a stick in hand.
"What are you doing here? Get out! I don't want to see you!" Song Laodian pointed at Lin Yuan and shouted.
Lin Yuan raised the stick high with both hands and said: "Grandpa, I know I was wrong, and I came here to apologize to you. Grandpa, just give me a good beating to calm down. Don't be so angry."
Mr. Song grabbed the stick, raised it high, and smashed it down with a snap.
Lin Yuan, Song Xiaomeng, and Song Xiaojia were so frightened that they closed their eyes. After a while, they opened their eyes and realized that Mr. Song's stick had hit the table. It was so scary.
This is not to say that all three people are timid. In the Chinese people's concept, the authority of elders does not arise from power status, but is the kind of irreversible memory engraved deep in the soul.
The vast majority of Chinese people revere their elders deep in their hearts. No matter what status or wealth you have, you will only tremble in front of the angry old man.
Bang, Mr. Song threw the stick and shouted: "Get out of here, get out of here!"
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Are comrades who have made mistakes a chance?"
Mr. Song's eyes widened and he shouted: "Did he make a mistake? It was just causing trouble! I begged him, but he said to let him be willful! Good boy, you dare to challenge me, I will let you be willful
That's enough! Get out of here, I can't control you, so don't meet again."
Song Xiaomeng grabbed one of Mr. Song's hands and shook it: "Grandpa, look, Lin Yuan really knows that he was wrong. Doesn't he sincerely admit his mistake to you? You, please forgive him just once."
Mr. Song sat down on the chair angrily, took a few deep breaths, and glanced at Lin Yuan fiercely.
The absolute oppression of his elders made Lin Yuan like a primary school student who made a mistake, lowering his head and not daring to speak.
"Xiaojia, clean up the unused north room of our house and lock this kid in for me! No one is allowed to look at him within a month! Xiaomeng, even you are no exception, you know!"
Song Xiaojia quickly nodded and bowed: "I know, I know, grandpa, leave this matter to me."
After saying that, Song Xiaojia turned around and walked out, arrived at Lin Yuan's side, and whispered: "Why are you standing there stupidly? Thank you, old man, for coming with me. It's not uncomfortable to be here."
Lin Yuan woke up from his dream and quickly bowed deeply: "Thank you, grandpa, thank you, grandpa. Grandpa, then I will go with Xiaojia."