In the early morning, the train entered Beijing Station. Liu Ziguang, Li Jianguo, and Bei Xiaoshuai got off from different carriages, carrying simple luggage and walking towards the exit of the station amid the surging crowd. This train was an ordinary passenger train.
Most of the passengers were migrant workers coming to Beijing. The passenger flow was so heavy that the staff were too lazy to check tickets and opened the gate to let them out.
In the square in front of the station, there was a hazy mist. The Iveco police car painted with the Capital Police was lying quietly in the corner. The armed police in coats kept stamping their feet in the cold spring weather. Liu Ziguang winked at Li Jianguo and signaled them
I left first, then went alone to the California Beef restaurant next to the station for a bowl of noodles. Then I took a taxi, told the driver my address, and sat in the back seat with my eyes closed to relax.
Soon, the taxi arrived at its destination. Liu Ziguang paid the taxi fare, checked that no suspicious vehicles were following, and then walked into the alley on the roadside. On one side of the alley was the outer wall of a military rest house. The wall was very high.
Pulling the wire fence, Liu Ziguang walked to a deserted place, climbed up the wall a few times, scratched the top of the wall, and slowly dug out a brick. The inside of the brick was hollowed out, and a cloth bag was stuffed inside. He took out the cloth bag,
He stuffed the bricks back again, jumped down the wall, clapped his hands, checked the contents of the bag, and left quietly.
Half an hour later, Liu Ziguang came to a house near Balizhuang and called Zhao Hui on his mobile phone.
"Old Zhao, how is things going?"
"It's basically solved, but you can't appear in public yet." Zhao Hui replied.
"Why?" Liu Ziguang frowned.
"Because that murder case was handled by the Central Coordination Department, the military could not intervene. In name, you are still a wanted criminal... What, you have returned to China?"
Liu Ziguang did not answer his question, but just said: "Okay, I understand. I will find Shangguan Jin now and contact you later."
At the same time, in the office building of a certain central ministry, Shangguan Jin came to the door of the office of the director of the Central Committee and gently knocked on the door.
The new director's surname is Xie. He is very kind and not as troublesome as Director Tan. After he took office, the formerly busy Investigation Department became the Qingshui Yamen. The staff had nothing to do every day. According to rumors, the Investigation Department
It is very likely that the establishment will be cancelled. The reason why there is no immediate action is that the higher-ups are still gaming.
"Come in." Director Xie's slow voice came.
Shangguan Jin pushed the door open and walked in. This office was still used by Tan Zhihai before, and even the desk had not been changed. This also meant that Director Xie did not intend to work for a long time.
"Xiao Wang, you're here, sit down." Director Xie greeted politely.
Shangguan Jin did not sit down, but stood and said: "Director Xie, can Liu Ziguang's case be withdrawn?"
Director Xie was stunned for a moment, then he came to his senses and said, "I have read the file of that case. There are many doubts. There is no evidence that the deceased was not killed by Liu Ziguang."
Shangguan Jin was about to argue when Director Xie raised his hand to stop her and said: "However, there is no conclusive evidence to prove that he did it. In short, this case is over with us. Our investigation department is just an investigation and analysis.
Department, local murder cases are handled by local judicial organs, how can we overstep our authority, are you right, Xiao Wang?"
Shangguan Jin said: "Yes, Director Xie, you are right. This case should be handed over to the local government. I will call the Jiangdong Provincial Department right away."
As soon as he returned to his office, he heard the cell phone ringing on the table. Shangguan Jin stepped forward and picked up the cell phone and said, "Hello, where are you?"
"It's me, can the wanted order on me be lifted?" The voice was a little blurry, but you could tell it was Liu Ziguang speaking.
Shangguan Jin turned around, closed the door of his office, and asked, "Have you returned to China?"
"No, I just want to ask, have the charges you framed me been cleared now?"
"This was originally an attempt to impose a crime. Now the higher-ups are no longer pursuing the case. We are returning to the local area for re-investigation. I believe that with your connections in Jiangdong Provincial Department and Jiangbei City Bureau, there should be no problem. I will send a letter to the Ministry of Public Security later to cancel it.
If you are wanted, you can show your face openly."
"Thank you." The other party hung up the phone, and Shangguan Jin gave a wry smile. He was really bitten by a snake. Liu Ziguang became extremely cautious now. The call never lasted more than three minutes, for fear of being located, but her curiosity grew.
I still made a call to the technical department and said, "I just answered a call. Please help me find out where the caller is coming from."
"Okay, please wait a moment. Don't hang up." It only took a few dozen seconds for the staff in the technical department to find the information about the other party's number. "It is a Malaysian mobile communication number. The exact location cannot be located, but what is certain is that,
This number is roaming in Hong Kong."
"Okay, thank you." Shangguan Jin hung up the phone.
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Liu Ziguang put down his cell phone. This call was made by him to Chu Xiangdong, and Chu Xiangdong transferred it to Shangguan Jin using a Malaysian mobile phone number. Although this method was a bit clumsy, it worked.
Shangguan Jin's words made Liu Ziguang half relieved. At least now he didn't have to worry about walking on the street, but this didn't mean that he could sit back and relax from now on. The person who died was the provincial governor's brother-in-law. If the other party believed that he was the murderer,
, even if Shangguan Jin or someone with a higher position speaks, it will be of no avail.
There was a knock on the door, which was a predetermined code. Three tight and one slow. Liu Ziguang opened the door. Bei Xiaoshuai came in and said: "Brother Jianguo has already boarded the plane. I have also contacted him. Hu Qingsong's private plane will leave for West Africa tomorrow. I will go to West Africa along the way."
Be very careful, no one is following you.”
Liu Ziguang nodded and said, "You take a rest first, I'll go out to do some errands." After that, he went out to find a public phone booth and made a call to Li Wan.
The phone rang for a long time before someone answered, "Hello, this is Li Wan."
"It's me."
There was a moment of silence, "Where are you and what do you need?"
Liu Ziguang felt warm in his heart and said, "My matter has been settled. Now in Beijing, do you have time to meet me?"
"Okay, I have time at six o'clock in the afternoon." Then Li Wan gave an address.
At about five o'clock, Liu Ziguang arrived at the agreed address. He first observed the surrounding environment and made sure that no one was following and monitoring him, then he found a place to sit in the distance.
This is a small park with beautiful scenery. There are elementary schools and kindergartens nearby. The park has a children's playground with rubber floor tiles, slides, swivel chairs, swings and other toys.
An hour later, Li Wan showed up with Xiao Cheng, sent his son to play in the children's playground, and then sat down on the bench himself.
Liu Ziguang waited for another ten minutes and re-confirmed safety before appearing. Li Wan saw him from a distance and quickly called his son over. When Liu Ziguang came up, he said: "Xiao Cheng, call someone."
Xiao Cheng was shy and hid behind his mother, unwilling to call anyone.
"Xiao Cheng is so tall, he has grown up." Liu Ziguang said with a smile.
Li Wan pulled his son to him, stroked his head and said, "Yes, he is already six years old, and he will go to elementary school after the summer vacation."
"Time flies so fast. In a blink of an eye, Xiao Cheng is now a grown-up boy. Have the school arrangements been made?" Liu Ziguang also reached out and touched Xiao Cheng's head.
"It has been arranged. The teaching quality of Fangcaodi Primary School is relatively high. We in Jiangbei City do not have such conditions." Li Wan said.
"Mom, mom, I want to go play." Xiao Cheng pointed to the slide and said.
"Go, be careful not to fall." Li Wan said, and then sat down on the bench with Liu Ziguang. Looking at his son's lively figure, he sighed: "The company has expanded, and the main business is no longer in Jiangbei. The headquarters has moved.
It’s convenient for me to work in Beijing, so I’m afraid we’ll rarely have the chance to meet him in the future.”
Liu Ziguang knew that Li Wan was originally registered in Beijing and came to Jiangbei City only to pursue love. Now Jiangbei has nothing to tie her down. For the development of the company and the growth of his son, he naturally has to return to his hometown.
"I came here this time because I want to tell you something." Liu Ziguang said.
"Oh, you said."
"I heard that Zhicheng's overseas business is doing very well, and there are at least hundreds of millions of dollars in contracts in Western Saddamoa. I want to remind you that the political situation there will be relatively turbulent in the near future, and there are many Chinese-funded projects.
It will die young. A giant like China Railway and China Construction will suffer losses. They have the support of the country. Zhicheng does not have such a big backer, so you'd better wait and see and don't invest too much capital. Of course, I am just providing reference.
How to deal with it specifically, you are better than me."
Li Wan frowned. Based on her understanding of Liu Ziguang, she knew that this news was by no means groundless, but she still questioned: "I have heard about this matter, but the conclusion is completely opposite to yours. The senior think tank said, Sisada
The opposition party in Moya is more pro-China than the ruling party, and even if the regime changes, there will be no major turbulence, let alone any impact on Chinese-funded enterprises."
Liu Ziguang smiled and said: "Which of the old friends of the Chinese people is reliable?"
Li Wan also smiled: "Okay, thank you for the information. I know what to do. By the way, what happened some time ago? Even retired people like my dad were called back for a meeting. When he came back, he said you were too brave.
It’s a big deal, but the specifics haven’t been revealed at all.”
Liu Ziguang said: "It's nothing, just some misunderstandings, which have been clarified now."
Li Wansong said in a tone: "That's good. We are all worried about you. There is no way out if you go against the state machine. Haha, this is my dad's mantra."
After chatting about home affairs for a while, Li Wan looked at his watch and said, "It's getting late. There are guests at home today, so I won't accompany you."
"It's okay, I have a date too." Liu Ziguang said.
Li Wan waved Xiao Cheng over. The little boy was sweating profusely from playing. He stood obediently and asked his mother to wipe his sweat. He looked at Liu Ziguang for a long time and finally asked: "Uncle, will you come home with us for dinner?"