Director Lu of the Provincial Public Security Department’s Inspection Division was very angry. Last night his old superior called him and scolded him indiscriminately. It’s pitiful for Xiangdang, a division-level leader, to be scolded like a child with his head down.
I don’t dare to express my anger...
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Director Lu is a retired cadre of the army, and his old superior is Deputy Commander Luo of the Military Region. Although they are not father and son in love, they are friends who have been together for many years, and their relationship is quite deep.
It took Director Lu a long time to understand that the old general lost his temper because an unjust case had occurred in Jiangbei City, involving the old man's relatives, but this was none of the provincial department's business. Their Jiangbei City Bureau's Inspection Section and Discipline Inspection Commission,
Only the Political and Legal Committee has the power to intervene. Director Lu patiently explained for a long time, but the old man was inexperienced and ordered him to handle the case well.
After returning, Director Lu tried to call his old acquaintance, Deputy Director Zhao of Jiangbei City Public Security Bureau, and asked him about the details of the case. Deputy Director Zhao knew everything about it, saying that this case was definitely not true.
It was an unjust case, and it involved some prominent figures in the city. It was basically impossible to reverse the case.
"Lao Lu, it's not that I don't want to give you face. It's really difficult to intervene in this case. If you can, just push it." Deputy Director Zhao said sincerely.
Director Lu was in a dilemma. Qianglong was still trying to suppress local gangsters. He was only a division-level official in the provincial department and could not supervise management. Just when he was at a loss and couldn't explain to Deputy Commander Luo, suddenly a call came from the provincial office.
It was said that the department was going to set up an inspection team to go to Jiangbei City to investigate a case that the big boss of the provincial party committee was personally concerned about, and named him as the leader of the inspection team.
Director Lu immediately accepted the order, and at the same time he also had a deep understanding of the nature of this case. It was definitely not simple to be able to alert the deputy commander of the military region and the top leader of the provincial party committee at the same time. This case was also much more complicated than imagined.
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In any case, there is absolutely nothing wrong with following the leader's lead. Director Lu immediately ordered elite soldiers to form an inspection team, and immediately rushed to Jiangbei when the expressway opened.
However, heavy snow has blocked roads, railways have been delayed, and highways have not yet opened. The transportation department reported that there were a series of accidents on the provincial highway, and dozens of cars rear-ended each other. The weather forecast said there would be snow in the afternoon, so it was very dangerous to be on the road at this time.
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In Taolin Detention Center, in the southern suburbs of Jiangbei City, it snowed heavily last night. The prisoners were organized to clean up the snow in the yard. At about ten o'clock in the morning, a car came to the detention center. Two prisoners, who were big and round, were escorted by cadres and walked on the barbed wire protection.
In the alleyway below, they were all wearing brand new Adidas sports coats and orange detention center vests, chewing gum in their mouths, and looking arrogant.
"Bah" Meng Zhiqiu spat viciously and glared at the two new guys. The two people obviously also noticed Meng Zhiqiu, a big man from the Northeast who stood out from the crowd. The first guy raised his handcuffed hands and seemed to be smiling.
I clicked on Meng Zhiqiu, and the meaning was self-explanatory.
After clearing the snow, I returned to the warehouse and found that the two people were already sitting inside. When they saw Meng Zhiqiu coming in, they both looked at him with evil intentions, then looked at the furry boy behind him, and smiled sinisterly.
"Why are you laughing?" Meng Zhiqiu went up and kicked the person closest to him, staggering the person closest to him. The person behind him immediately pounced on him, and the inmates behind Mr. Meng also pounced on him, and a fierce fight began.
"Bang bang bang bang" the cadres smashed the iron door with electric batons and shouted impatiently: "What are you making a fuss about? Stop it!"
Everyone stopped fighting angrily. Both sides were winning or losing. Meng Zhiqiu's face was stained, his lips were cut open, and blood flowed out. But the other party also paid the price. Both of the two strong men had bloody heads and bloody faces. The cadres opened the door indiscriminately.
The warehouse gate directly dragged Meng Zhiqiu out, saying that he bullied the new prisoners and wanted to put him in a solitary cell.
Meng Zhiqiu was taken away. Before going out, he winked at Mao Hai, who nodded knowingly.
When the sound of the heavy leather shoes of the cadres disappeared at the end of the corridor, the two big men grinned and beat up the prisoner who had just started. This kind of place values violence the most. Whoever has the bigger fist is the boss. All the prisoners expressed their obedience to the new arrival.
Boss, don’t dare to say anything.
After rearranging the bunks, the two men occupied Meng Zhiqiu's seat and drove everyone else away, but caught Mao Boy in the middle and stared at Mao Boy maliciously for a long time. Mao Boy looked at them without fear, and the two
The man sneered and fell asleep.
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When the police arrived at the mountaintop club, Liu Ziguang had already led the red team to evacuate. There were only four people left in the huge villa, two team members and two police stations. However, there were nearly a hundred suspects arrested.
The police reinforcements were shocked.
Buses were urgently mobilized to transport the prisoners, and it took a long time to transport all the prisoners and the evidence. At noon, the sky that had been clear for several hours began to become cloudy again, and the weather forecast said there would be a snowstorm in the afternoon and into the night.
At this time, Director Ma's office was already in chaos. All kinds of information came together, but there was no good news. The guys from the second brigade were really able to add to the chaos. They ransacked the Nie family's villa and found a lot of firearms.
Ammunition, as well as underage girls, etc., these are all deadly things.
Director Ma was so worried that he gnashed his teeth with hatred. He hated Han Guang and Hu Rong, the two foolish young men who caused trouble. He also hated Nie Wenfu, the damn ghost. You should just die. He has brought so much trouble to himself. This old guy is really lingering.
ah.
The evidence of the crime is conclusive and cannot be suppressed even if I want to. Han Guang is a famous second-in-command in the Public Security Bureau, and Hu Rong is not a fuel-efficient lamp either. If things don't go well, let Hu Yuejin know about it and use the topic to his advantage.
I am passive.
The only good news is that due to the heavy snow blockage, the leaders of the provincial party committee and provincial departments may not be able to reach Jiangbei today.
Director Ma thought over and over again and finally called Secretary Li. Secretary Zhao answered the call and replied with four words: Lose the pawn and save the commander.
Ma Boren immediately understood. After all, Nie Wenfu was dead, so everything was blamed on him. So far, Nie Wanlong had no choice but to ask him to be more considerate. After all, the living were more important than the dead.
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In the evening, after handing over the evidence to her colleagues, Hu Rong felt so sore all over her body that she almost fell apart. She dragged heavy steps back to her dormitory. On the way, she met a colleague who told her: "The boss you used to work with at the police station...
Wang has called you more than a dozen times."
Hu Rong perked up. She knew that Lao Wang was looking for her so urgently. There must be something important. She immediately took out the phone, but found that the power had been out for a long time. She found a public phone and dialed it. Lao Wang's voice there was a little...
eager.
"Xiao Hu, something happened last night. Deputy Director Yang detained two people and sent them to the detention center early this morning."
Hu Rong was a little confused: "What's wrong?"
"I know these two people. They are famous professional thugs on the road. They are extremely cruel. And they are very familiar with Yang Feng."
Hu Rong was shocked and immediately understood that Yang Feng was arranging for people to be sent to the detention center to silence him!
She hurriedly said thank you, hung up the phone and ran outside. However, it started to snow again. Hu Rong gritted her teeth and got into the Grand Cherokee, braving the wind and snow and drove towards Taolin Detention Center.
Yang Feng had a lot of friends in the detention center, so Hu Rong didn't dare to call him, so as not to alert others. As a public security officer, of course she knew that it was very common for one or two people to die in the detention center, and the reason could not be found out.
, if we can't get to the detention center quickly, I'm afraid Mao's life will not be saved, and the people from Xiaoxue's side may also be poisonous.
She took out the phone, but the other party had turned it off. When she called the office, her colleague said that Team Han had been called by the leader for a talk.
There was no other way, Hu Rong had no choice but to call Liu Ziguang. Now she could only count on him. After giving a brief and concise explanation, she continued to drive. However, the intersection in front of her was blocked. Two traffic policemen gestured to the passing vehicles to stop and wait. They were angry.
Hu Rong honked the horn fiercely, and the traffic policeman came over impatiently and wanted to reprimand her. Hu Rong directly showed her work ID and said: "Young Master, we have an urgent mission!"
The traffic policeman said apologetically: "Sisters, people from the province are here, and you have to wait even for the firetruck."
As soon as he finished speaking, a group of motorcades drove over in the distance, flashing double flashes and looking majestic. The one in front was actually a military vehicle. The traffic policemen on the roadside raised their hands in salute.
Hu Rong was puzzled, why would someone from the province take this road? Something was wrong.
He couldn't care anymore. When the convoy passed, Hu Rong continued on the road. It was already dark and the road was getting harder and harder to walk. Broken down vehicles kept appearing on the roadside. The Grand Cherokee was struggling. Hu Rong was so anxious that he was sweating.
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At night, the detention center was silent. The armed police sentries on the watchtowers carried rifles with bayonets on their backs, scanning the inside and outside of the wall with vigilant eyes. Snowflakes were falling, and the cotton military caps were all white.
On cold winter nights, the prisoners have already laid down to sleep. It is extremely cold this winter, and there is no heating or air conditioning in the cells. It is like an ice cave. The prisoners are covered with thin quilts and the cold concrete is underneath them.
I lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, and the sound of teeth chattering kept coming and going.
Suddenly, a scream came, and action began! The prisoners all climbed up, pulled out hidden weapons, sharpened toothbrush handles, small iron pieces and other objects, and rushed towards the two new prisoners.
It was a life-and-death fight, but within three minutes, the sound of the cadres' leather shoes resounded through the corridor, the lights turned on, and after the warehouse door opened, the cadres rushed in, hitting their faces with batons. After settling into the scene, they discovered
There were two bloody people lying on the ground. They were breathing in but not out. They were the two people who had just come in today.
A bloody dagger was thrown on the ground, which was obviously the murder weapon. The cadre shouted sharply: "Whose knife is it!"
"Report!"
"explain!"
"It's the knives that the newcomers brought in, and they hurt themselves!"
The cadre was so angry that his temples were throbbing with veins, but he didn't say anything. He quickly asked someone to carry the wounded person out for first aid. He scanned around again and found the thin figure in the corner of Datongpu.
"Cheng Maohai, come out!"
The fierce light in Mao Boy's eyes flickered for a moment, then extinguished, he honestly put on his clothes and shoes, and followed the cadre.
When we came to the reception room, there were already two people sitting there. The older one had gray hair and sharp eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts. The younger one was also a middle-aged man over forty years old, and he also had sharp, capable eyes.
Seeing Mao Hai come in, the middle-aged man said: "Don't be afraid, this is Secretary Hu of the Political and Legal Committee, and he came here specifically for your case."