The woman sitting opposite Secretary Qin was Qin Aotian's mother Lu Hong. Her tears made Qin Song upset. He took a few puffs of cigarette and said, "Okay, I understand. I'll say hello to the Political and Legal Committee later.
, let them try their best to think of a solution, it’s okay, you can go back.”
Lu Hong said: "You are perfunctory with me again. Just now you said it was a murder case, and now you say it's nothing. You don't take us two to heart at all."
Qin Song said: "The matter has reached this point, it is indeed a bit difficult to handle. Try to pay as much money as possible, strive for reconciliation, and put the matter down. I have long said that you would send Aotian to the UK or Australia to go to school, but you just didn't agree.
, if something like this happens, how do you want me to deal with it?"
Lu Hong said angrily: "Qin Song, you really can't stand and talk without pain. Have you fulfilled your responsibilities as a father for a day? Don't think that I don't know what you are thinking. You are afraid of the scandal being exposed and losing your official position.
In your eyes, being an official is more important than anything else."
Qin Song hugged his head in pain: "Okay, okay, stop talking and pay attention to the impact."
Lu Hong sneered: "Now that I know what the influence is, what did you do when you first seduced me? I have kept all the poems you wrote to me. Do you want me to make them public so that everyone can see what you, the municipal party committee secretary, do behind your back?"
What the hell is in there."
"Lu Hong!" Qin Song scolded him sternly. After all, he was a leading cadre who had been in power for many years. Lu Hong was shocked by his momentum and swallowed the next words.
"As long as I am in power, your Lu family will be safe. If I fall, you will also suffer. Do you think I don't know what your brother Lu Yong has done over the years? A sentence of ten to eight years is considered light.
of."
Lu Hong stopped talking and started sobbing again.
Qin Song softened his tone and said softly: "I only have one daughter. Aotian is my flesh and blood and a descendant of the Qin family. How could I let go? Don't worry, I will definitely follow up on this matter personally.
, Never let Aotian be wronged."
"I haven't been wronged yet. I have been locked up in the detention center for several days..." Lu Hong mumbled softly while wiping her tears.
"This is easy to handle. I will ask Secretary Li to make arrangements tomorrow. He will be released on medical parole first, and then we will think of other ways. It would be best not to prosecute. If that doesn't work, try to get a suspended sentence."
"No, my son can't have a criminal record. He still has a long way to go."
Secretary Qin sighed softly and was about to speak when he suddenly saw a flash of red light in the living room and asked sharply: "Who is there?" However, when he walked over and turned on the light, he saw that there was no one in the room.
The cautious Qin Song did not relax his vigilance and directly pressed the alarm button on the wall. The police lights in the security duty room and the guard room immediately flashed. The security guards who were still dozing immediately jumped up, picked up their batons and pointed at Secretary Qin.
Run home.
After some inspection and confirmation that it was safe, Qin Song felt relieved and called the driver to take Lu Hong home.
Secretary Qin's driver left the municipal party committee dormitory in the Jiang B No. 1 Audi. The security guard at the door raised his hands in salute. When the car's taillights disappeared into the thick snowflakes, the security guard returned to the duty room, stomping his numb feet from the cold.
"What happened tonight? It snowed so heavily. All the leaders ran out, first Director Li's car, and now Secretary Qin." The security guard muttered.
Another security colleague said: "I heard that someone died during the relocation of the Hongqi Factory during the day. The leaders may be busy dealing with this matter."
"Well, it's possible."
…
In the municipal hospital, Wei Ziqian was still sleeping, and Fang Fei was sitting next to him, his little head was spinning a little bit, and he was feeling dazed. Suddenly the door opened, and Liu Ziguang walked in with snowflakes all over his body, and said apologetically: "Let me
You've been waiting for a long time."
"Just treat me to dinner next time." Fang Fei stood up and used the hand that was not splinted to help Liu Ziguang pat the snowflakes on his body. His movements were as natural as a wife arranging her husband's clothes. Suddenly her face felt a little hot.
, dropped a word and ran away.
"I'm leaving first."
…
Tonight there was heavy wind and snow, but the comrades of the traffic patrol brigade did not take a rest. Instead, they increased the number of people on the road. A police-painted Changhe van was trudging on the road with difficulty. Suddenly, a black Audi without a license plate appeared on the side of the road.
The sedan attracted the attention of the police.
This Audi was lying on the side of the road, with the lights on and no one inside. The police car slowly pulled over and stopped. Two policemen wearing reflective duty vests took out their flashlights and walked over. They circled the car a few times and suddenly heard
There seemed to be a sound in the trunk. The police immediately became nervous and carefully opened the unlocked trunk. A man wrapped in a blanket was struggling desperately.
The police shined a bright flashlight and saw that this man was about fifty years old. His whole body was wrapped in a blanket. His face was bloody and it looked like he had been cut. A cloth was stuffed in his mouth, and his hands and feet were tied.
What’s even more surprising is that the trunk is filled with gold bars and cash.
It must be related to the kidnapping case. One policeman picked up the walkie-talkie and reported the situation to the command center. The other helped the man up, pulled out the cloth ball in his mouth, and helped him into the police car to keep warm.
"What's your name and where is your home?" the policeman asked.
The man said nothing, his eyes were frightened and he was trembling. The police thought he was petrified and gave him hot water to drink. After two sips, the man finally said: "I want to see your chief."
"Excuse me, who are you?" the policeman asked again in a friendly manner. The person who could be kidnapped must be rich or noble. The frontline police could not afford to offend him. However, if he did not report his name, it would be impossible to alert the director.
The man fell silent again and refused to answer.
Since the incident occurred only 200 meters away from the Public Security Bureau, a few minutes later, the criminal police who received the order from the command center arrived at the scene. The person in charge of the case was Hu Rong, the squadron leader of the criminal police. She jumped out of the off-road vehicle with a dashing appearance, and
The traffic patrol officer who discovered the case talked for a few words, then came to the police car, took a look through the glass, and was almost shocked.
The man wrapped in a blanket and sneezing in the police car looked like Li Zhian, the former secretary of the Municipal Party Committee and now the director of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission. The unlicensed Audi car also looked like a government department in terms of its interior and configuration.
Unified procurement of official vehicles.
Hu Rong immediately realized the sensitivity and importance of the case. She first called the team leader Han Guang, then opened the car door and sat in. She asked businesslikely: "Please cooperate with the police investigation, otherwise it will be difficult for us."
Catch the murderer."
Director Li looked at Hu Rong and said, "I'm injured and I need to go to the hospital. I want to see Han Siqing."
As soon as he spoke, Hu Rong was even more sure that this person was Li Zhian. However, Director Li in the police car was in a very embarrassed state. He had no clothes on and was just wrapped in a blanket. His face was covered in blood, and there were clearly two words engraved on it. On the left was
Greed, on the right is corruption.
"Send him to the hospital." Hu Rong knew that nothing could be pried out of his mouth at this moment. She was about to get out of the police car when she suddenly turned back and said: "Director Li, I hope you can find a better excuse to explain why you were in the car."
The origin of those things.”
Director Li lowered his head and remained silent.
…
By the time Han Siqing arrived at the hospital, people from the Criminal Police Brigade had already found the removed license plate from the drainage ditch next to the incident site, and also counted the gold bars, gold watches, jade, cash, bankbooks and other items in the car.
After all, that Audi car was the special car of the director of the Provincial State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission, and the middle-aged man with the word corruption carved on his face, although he has not yet admitted it, everyone has already identified him as Li Zhian.
Seeing Director Han appear, Director Li spoke. The two chatted alone for a long time. Han Siqing came out of the ward and invited Han Guang to the corridor to talk. Hu Rong watched from a distance and saw Han Guang nodding.
Then he kept shaking his head, seemingly saying something that disappointed Director Han, and then Director Han left helplessly.
"Han Da, what did you just say?" Hu Rong leaned over and asked with a playful smile.
"What else can I do? I just made a lot of excuses and tried to suppress the case."
"Then what did you say?"
"What can I say? Just follow the procedure. If the Korean Bureau is not satisfied, I will withdraw." Han Guang shrugged and said indifferently.
"Han Da, awesome! Bachelor!" Hu Rong excitedly punched Han Guang on the shoulder.
"Damn girl, be gentle, your hands are getting heavier and heavier." Han Guang rubbed his shoulders with a bitter look on his face.
…
Of course, Director Han did not remove Han Guang from his post, but he had many other methods. Half an hour later, colleagues from the security department of the municipal bureau came to take over the case and said that Director Li was a bureau-level cadre in the province and had committed crimes in Jiangbei City.
They should be responsible for the situation. They have to take away all the people and evidence. Han Guang was also unambiguous, saying that you can take away the people and protect them, but don't even think about taking over the case.
While they were in a stalemate, Han Guang's cell phone rang suddenly. After listening to a few words, he showed a strange expression and said to Hu Rong, "I'm busy."
"What's going on?"
"Chen Runing is dead."
When Hu Rong led a team of criminal police officers to the Chen family's mansion in the Jinxiu Jiangnan villa area, it was still six o'clock in the morning. The snow had stopped and it was dawn. The scenery in the villa area was beautiful, and the North American-style villas were decorated in silver.
Now, property management staff have started clearing away the snow.
The first people to arrive at the scene after receiving the report were colleagues from the police station. They set up a cordon outside the villa. Hu Rong flashed her ID and walked into the villa. She went to the semi-underground swimming pool. The cleaner who found the body was being questioned.
In the constant-temperature pool water, there was a slightly white male corpse soaking in it.
"When will the forensic doctor arrive?" Hu Rong turned around and asked.
"The snow on the road is too thick, it will take about half an hour."
"No wait." Hu Rong looked around, took a billiard stick from the billiards room next door, walked to the edge of the pool and pushed the body to the shore. The body slowly floated over. Hu Rong knelt down on one leg and put on the
He took off his rubber gloves and looked at the male corpse carefully.
With a handsome nose, thick eyebrows, a well-proportioned body shape, and eight well-defined muscles on his abdomen, it must be said that Chen Runing was still a handsome man even in death.