Hu Rong glared, grabbed Liu Ziguang's collar and pushed him against the wall. He didn't push him, and no matter how hard he tried, he still remained motionless. Just when he was about to get angry, Liu Ziguang stepped back a few steps cooperatively, leaned against the wall and said: "
Don’t take it so seriously.”
"I'm talking serious things to you, but you're still talking nonsense!" Hu Rong shouted angrily.
"Okay, let me tell you seriously, I did not kill Chen Runing."
"What about Li Zhi'an's case? Who kidnapped him from his home in the middle of the night and found so many gold and silver treasures that had been embezzled and bribed. Please don't tell me. This matter has nothing to do with you."
Liu Ziguang smiled bitterly and said, "No comment."
"It's a trick, right? I'm asking you now as a criminal police officer, what did you do last night?"
"I'm in the hospital."
"Who can prove it?"
"I can...my uncle and I stayed with the patient last night." A timid voice came. Hu Rong turned around and saw that it was Fang Fei.
"You? Uncle? I think you are..." Before she could finish her words, Hu Rong felt her body light up and was lifted to the side by Liu Ziguang. He lowered his voice and said in her ear: "Fang Fei lost six years in a car accident.
Her memory, don’t irritate her by talking nonsense.”
Hu Rong immediately put away her fierce face, coughed awkwardly, and asked, "You guys have been together all night?"
Fang Fei blushed, but nodded again and again: "Yes, the patient is unconscious and it is not convenient for the uncle to take care of him, so I helped him."
Hu Rong looked at Fang Fei's splinted arm suspiciously and said, "Are you sure?"
"Well, the uncle went out for a while."
"Oh? How long?"
"It's time to go to the bathroom."
"You will be held legally responsible for perjury." Hu Rong stared into Fang Fei's eyes, deliberately trying to scare her.
"I didn't lie... I really only had time to go to the bathroom." Fang Fei's eyes were watery, as if she was about to cry.
Hu Rong didn't care whether she was lying or not. What she wanted to verify was whether Fang Fei really had amnesia. With her professional judgment as a criminal police officer, she could conclude that the girl in front of her was indeed different from the Fang Fei she knew. She was more youthful and immature.
, no matter from any aspect, he is far from his opponent.
There was a burst of joy in her heart, but she still pretended to be businesslike on the surface. Hu Rong coughed dryly and said: "Okay, let's do this for today. If there is any problem, I will come to you again."
After saying that, he glared at Liu Ziguang fiercely and turned away.
Fang Fei watched the policewoman walk away, then stuck out her tongue and said, "She is so fierce."
Liu Ziguang said: "Don't be afraid, Hu Rong is a typical person with a sharp mouth and a soft heart."
"Uncle, it seems you are very familiar with her."
…
In the high-level ward of the municipal hospital, two young armed police lieutenants stood in the empty corridor. They were police officers affiliated with the security department of the municipal bureau and were responsible for protecting Director Li.
Following a burst of cheerful singing, a lively and beautiful figure appeared at the top of the stairs. Two young people who had just started working looked at each other, almost daring to open their eyes. Is this really the flower of the detective? Hu Rong Hu
Miss? Why is she so excited?
Seeing the two lieutenants, Hu Rong coughed dryly, slowed down, walked to the door of the ward, solemnly showed his ID, and said: "From the second brigade, I want to talk to the person involved."
"Sister Hu, Director Li has injuries on his face and cannot speak." said a junior lieutenant.
"That's not okay. The leader told me that this case will be solved within a time limit. Are you responsible for any delay in work?" Hu Rong asked.
The young lieutenant shook his head hurriedly, opened the door and let Sister Hu in.
This is a single ward for special care senior officials, with sufficient heating and a separate bathroom. Hu Rong was about to walk in when she was politely but firmly stopped by a man in his early thirties.
"No excuses, Xiao Hu, Director Li is taking a rest and no one is around at the moment." The person who stopped Hu Rong was Li Zhian's secretary, Zhao Qingnan.
"How can you catch the murderer if you don't understand the case?" Hu Rong said stiffly.
Secretary Zhao smiled gently: "Director Li is injured on the face and cannot speak, and he is in a very bad mood. Even if you go in, you won't be able to talk about anything."
"That won't work. The tasks above are very heavy and the case must be solved within 24 hours. Please don't interfere with official duties, okay?"
Other police officers may be intimidated by Secretary Zhao's official intimidation, but Hu Rong does not follow his example. Officer Hu's father is a department-level cadre himself, and coupled with his special status as a staff member of the political and legal agency, he has long judged that Li
Public security is like a grasshopper after autumn, and it can't survive for a few more days. If we seize this opportunity, we still don't have a good time.
Secretary Zhao still insisted, but he heard a noise behind him. Director Li waved to him from the bedside, and he took a step back and said, "Okay, Officer Hu, I'll give you five minutes."
In fact, the injuries on Li Zhi'an's face are indeed very serious. Several strips of flesh were torn off from his cheeks, which can leak when he drinks water. Although medicine has been applied and gauze has been applied, he cannot open his mouth to speak, otherwise it will affect the nerves quite a lot.
It's painful, and what's even more painful is that even if this kind of scar is sent to Korea for plastic surgery, the effect will not be very satisfactory.
Director Li's mental state was extremely poor, depressed, his eyebrows were drooped, and he was trying hard to communicate with Hu Rong with pen and paper. He told Officer Hu that around 9:30 that night, he was handling official business in the study when someone suddenly broke in.
He came in, punched and kicked him, and when he woke up, he was already in the trunk of the car, and he didn't know anything else.
"So, have you seen what the perpetrator looks like? Even a little clue will do?" Hu Rong asked.
Director Li waved his hand, indicating that he had no idea at all.
"So, what's going on with those gold bars, passbooks, and foreign exchange cash in the trunk of your car? Can you explain it?" Hu Rong asked still reluctantly.
Li Zhi'an immediately changed his expression, flicked his pen, and refused to answer the question. Zhao Qingnan said: "Okay, Officer Hu, the time is up. Director Li is going to take a rest."
Hu Rong stood up with a sneer and said, "Director Li, you'd better think of a better excuse to explain the origin of the huge assets, otherwise it will be very troublesome."
Li Zhi'an's face was ashen and his chest was heaving. No matter how well-educated he was, he could not withstand such an insult. Not to mention that he had not stepped down yet. Even if he was punished by Shuanggui, it would not be the turn of this little girl from the Hu family to act wildly.
Seeing that the effect had been achieved, Hu Rong closed the notebook with a snap and left without even saying hello. Director Li shook his hands angrily. Secretary Zhao comforted her with kind words and went out to see a doctor to inquire about her condition.
He went to the balcony at the end of the corridor and took out his cigarette case and gold-plated Dupont lighter to light a cigarette to relieve his mood. However, after a few crisp sounds, the lighter could no longer light up. He was so angry that he threw the expensive lighter directly to the balcony.
When he went downstairs, he broke off a cigarette and threw it away. He was holding his hair with both hands and his expression was in pain.
Secretary Zhao's political sense is very keen. He realized that his boss was really finished this time. For such a bizarre case, and it happened in such a sensitive period, it is strange that no one was behind it to cause trouble. However, Director Li has a good foundation.
Dirty people, they were deceived by a little carpenter last time and almost demolished half of Jiangbei City. If it weren't for the provincial labor insurance, they would have been on the second line. This time there is another incident with the Hongqi Factory. The higher-ups will definitely look for it.
If Chen Runing is dead, then this person must be Li Zhian.
When the leader fell, I, as a secretary, had no good luck. Even if I could escape from prison, my political career would be over. I regret that I am only thirty-three years old, and the road ahead is still very long.
The new star is about to wither. This kind of pain is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.
In the ward, Li Zhi'an was tossing and turning. He could naturally think of the things that Zhao Qingnan could think of. If there was such a big mass incident at the Hongqi Factory this time, someone would definitely grab someone's pigtails to talk about it. The struggle in the province was very serious.
It was so intense that he caused such a big mess at such a critical moment that the provincial leaders were unable to protect themselves even if they wanted to protect their shortcomings.
However, things were not without a turn for the better. His mind was thinking quickly, and he suddenly picked up a piece of paper and started writing.
…
At the provincial capital railway station, due to continuous heavy snowfall and the closure of the highway, many people chose to travel by rail. In the soft sleeper carriage of a train bound for Jiangbei City, Hu Yuejin looked out the window at the people on the platform carrying large and small luggage and sighed with emotion.
Said: "The Spring Festival Transport has begun again."
"Yes, when I look at these young people, I realize that I am old." Mayor Sun, who was sitting opposite, agreed. The two of them rushed to the provincial capital by car overnight. Due to the heavy snow on the road, they almost had a car accident.
It was easy to rush to the provincial capital, report the work to Secretary Zheng overnight, and then rush back. Cars were not allowed to drive, and the airport was closed. Only the train was the safest and fastest way.
The two shocking news of Li Zhi'an's kidnapping and Chen Runing's murder have spread to the provincial capital. No one is surprised by Director Li's arrest. Even without this incident, his future is not so bright. Now that he is in this position
If this happens, Mr. Li's political career will be over.
On the contrary, the murder of Chen Runing shocked many people and made them unable to understand. Even though Hu Yuejin was a veteran criminal police officer, he found this matter confusing and difficult to get started with.
Suddenly the door of the compartment opened, and the conductor led a beautiful girl in. Vice Mayor Sun frowned slightly, wondering why the conductor was so ignorant, but Hu Yuejin smiled and said: "Reporter Bai, we meet again."
"Hello, Mayor Hu, Hello, Mayor Sun. I'm going to our Jiangbei Hongqi Factory for an interview, and I happen to be with you." Baina generously extended her delicate hands to the two leaders.
After shaking hands, Baina took out her business card and presented it to the two leaders with both hands. Vice Mayor Sun suddenly realized that this girl was the niece of Director Bai of the Propaganda Department of the Provincial Party Committee. This speaks volumes...
There was a young and beautiful girl in the box, and the atmosphere immediately changed. The two leaders also glowed with youthful vitality, chatting and laughing with Baina. Unconsciously, time passed and the train had not yet started.
"It's strange, it's been more than ten minutes, why haven't you started driving yet?" Baina muttered, and suddenly she saw a luxury Bentley car slowly approaching on the platform, stopping at the door of the carriage. The driver got out of the car and opened the door.
, a man and a woman got out of the car, both wearing black clothes, black sunglasses, and small white flowers on their chests.