Official excuse: I was sent to work at the grassroots level for training, and Hou Liangping arrested

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He simply couldn't believe that the "protective umbrella" was just a director of a department in a county-level city procuratorate. Such a lowly nobody, only at the level of a section chief.

Zheng Changlin, the captain of the criminal investigation team, sneered: "Wang Yu, we also found that you have been in frequent contact with Cheng Zijian, the legal director of Tianlong Group."

"You two spoke on the phone 572 times over three years."

"These are the call records we obtained from the telecommunications company."

"Wan Hai's defense lawyer is Cheng Zijian again."

"Three years ago, you suddenly reported to the Dongping City police. You were tied up and hung up by Wan Hai's men. You were illegally detained for half a month."

"However, we have not found your injury assessment report. Not even a photocopy."

“We now have reason to suspect that Wan Hai was framed by you,” Zheng Changlin said slowly, his expression serious.

"And all of this was done by your mastermind to bring down Wan Hai."

Wang Yu's body trembled, a hint of panic flashed in his eyes, but he quickly calmed down.

“You’re talking nonsense. I didn’t do it, I wasn’t instructed to do it.”

Political Commissar Luo looked at him coldly: "Wang Yu. From now on, every word you say will be recorded."

You'd better think carefully before you answer.

Wang Yu's face was pale, and cold sweat slid down his forehead and dripped onto the floor.

He was silent for a moment, then finally spoke: "I...I'll talk."

"Cheng Zijian, the legal director of Tianlong Group, approached me and asked me to report Wan Hai, saying he was involved in organized crime."

"He promised me that as long as I bring down Wan Hai and put him in jail, and confirm that... Wan Hai is a member of the underworld, then this... distribution center can be returned to me." Wang Yu slowly spoke, revealing the truth.

Upon hearing this, a glint of light flashed in Political Commissar Luo's eyes.

He picked up a ballpoint pen and quickly made notes in his notebook.

"go on."

Wang Yu swallowed hard and continued, "Cheng Zijian told me that Tianlong Group has a protective umbrella behind it. They can do whatever they want in Dongping City. They have people in the public security, procuratorate, and judicial organs."

"I thought everything was foolproof, but I didn't expect to leave this loophole."

"In addition, Chen Shenglong, the chairman of Tianlong Group, has a group of thugs under his command."

"They have a base in Dongping City. The New World Waste Treatment Plant."

"Two leaders, I've reported this. Shouldn't this be considered a meritorious act?"

Upon hearing this, Political Commissar Luo and Zheng Changlin exchanged a glance.

A hint of coldness flashed in their eyes.

They never expected that Tianlong Group would be involved behind the scenes.

This is an important taxpayer in Dongping City.

Political Commissar Luo's expression was serious as he pointed his right hand at the camera lens: "Wang Yu, the camera is on now. Tell me everything you know."

Wang Yu pondered for a moment, then began to recall: "Let me think... that's right."

"Cheng Zijian, Cheng Zijian went to see a woman."

“My wife’s older brother was originally Li Renjun, the acting chief prosecutor of Dongping City.”

"In other words, Cheng Zijian is Li Renjun's brother-in-law." Wang Yu had a sudden inspiration and confessed everything he knew.

"Li Renjun's brother-in-law?" Zheng Changlin frowned, his brows furrowing deeply.

Commissar Luo spoke slowly and said in a deep voice, "So, Li Renjun is highly suspected."

"Wang Yu, you performed very well today and have made a contribution."

"You'll be detained in the detention center for now. Report anything that comes to mind to the resident prosecutor immediately." Commissar Luo slowly stood up, closed his notebook, and walked out of the interrogation room.

Zheng Changlin watched Political Commissar Luo leave, then turned to Wang Yu and said coldly, "Remember, we will take responsibility for your safety, but if you are lying, then you will not be considered a meritorious official."

Wang Yu quickly replied, "Everything I said is the truth."

. . . . . .

Having just returned to his office, Political Commissar Luo took a sip of tea.

The secretary knocked on the door and came in.

"Political Commissar Luo and Chen Hai, the head of Guangming District, have been waiting in the reception room for a long time."

"Bring District Chief Chen in." Political Commissar Luo put down his teacup and straightened his collar.

The secretary nodded and left. A moment later, Chen Hai pushed open the door and entered, his face showing some anxiety: "Political Commissar Luo, this is what's going on. The finances of Guangming District are now in a precarious state."

"Director Lin..."

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Commissar Luo quickly interrupted Chen Hai, saying, "District Chief Chen, the appointment from the Provincial Party Committee's Organization Department has just come through. Our bureau chief is now the Vice Mayor of Jingzhou City, a high-ranking position at the ministerial level."

Chen Hai looked bewildered, completely overwhelmed with work. He'd been focused on attracting investment and knew nothing about this: "Political Commissar Luo, given the current financial difficulties in Guangming District, could we ask our sister units for some assistance?"

Political Commissar Luo pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "District Chief Chen, our Municipal Bureau doesn't have much money either."

Chen Hai quickly interjected, "How could that be? Lin Yunfei... Vice Mayor Lin, who previously served as the Party Secretary of Guangming District, transferred 400 million yuan to the public account of the Jingzhou Municipal Bureau before stepping down."

Commissar Luo frowned and said in a deep voice, "I do know about the 400 million yuan. But the purpose of the funds is very clear."

"Transfer 350 million to the Ministry of Public Security to purchase a new batch of police equipment."

"Police cars, riot shields, pistols, rifles, sniper rifles, etc."

"There is still 50 million left, which will be distributed as a bonus to all on-duty police officers and auxiliary police officers in Jingzhou City."

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"Now there's not a single penny left."

Chen Hai looked utterly disappointed upon hearing this.

Commissar Luo slowly spoke, suggesting, "District Chief Chen, I suggest you go to Shanshui Group."

"The equity dispute between Shanshui Group and Dafeng Factory is an economic dispute."

"The registered address of Shanshui Group happens to be in Guangming District."

"A group company must pay corporate income tax."

After listening, Chen Hai's eyes lit up: "Thank you."

Political Commissar Luo watched Chen Hai's departing figure and sighed softly. He knew that Guangming District's financial difficulties couldn't be resolved overnight; this was clearly Ding Yizhen's doing—frantically selling land and secretly embezzling 815 million yuan.

As Chen Hai walked out of the municipal bureau, he was still uneasy. He knew that Shanshui Group was no pushover, and its equity dispute with Dafeng Factory was also complicated.

However, Guangming District has now reached a dead end, with no tax revenue coming in. They can't even pay their own salaries.

He had no choice but to bite the bullet and give it a try.

Chen Hai arrived at the headquarters of Shanshui Group in his Audi, only to be told by the receptionist that an appointment was required. Frustrated, Chen Hai left his contact information and awaited a response from Shanshui Group.

. . . . .

At the headquarters of Shanshui Group, Gao Xiaoqin nestled in Qi Tongwei's arms, her face flushed, and said coquettishly, "Director, you should report to Secretary Sha."

"I reckon he'll be promoted to vice governor very soon."

Qi Tongwei, with a serious expression, put his arm around Gao Xiaoqin's slender waist: "I hope so. At my age, I can't go any higher."

"Then I'll have to retire to a secondary position and take off this police uniform."

Ring ring! At that moment, the landline phone on the table rang.

Gao Xiaoqin stood up and straightened her dress: "Hey, what's up?"

"Mr. Gao, District Chief Chen Hai from Guangming District just came looking for you. He left a phone number." The receptionist spoke slowly.

72. Hou Liangping's reckless arrest angered Li Dakang.

72. Hou Liangping's reckless arrest angered Li Dakang.

Meanwhile, in the No. 1 compound of the Jingzhou Municipal Party Committee's family compound.

Li Dakang and Ouyang Jing sat at the dining table. Their faces were stiff and looked extremely unpleasant.

Ouyang Jing, dressed in an expensive women's coat, with light blonde hair and a Hermes bag in her hand, said coldly, "Li Dakang, I've suffered terribly following you."

"You're so busy with work, have you ever fulfilled your responsibilities as a father? Have you ever taken care of Jiajia? Have you ever changed her diapers?"

Li Dakang was silent for a moment, took a deep breath, and slowly said, "Ouyang, I admit that I owe you too much. Over the years, I have worked in almost every county and district in Handong Province."

"But my sacrifices are also for this family, and for giving Jiajia a better future."

Ouyang Jing's eyes were red-rimmed, and her true feelings were revealed: "Jiajia, how much of her tuition did you pay?"

"I've given you all my salary and bonuses," Li Dakang said quickly, pointing at Ouyang Jing.

Ouyang Jing asked a surprising question: "Is this much money enough for you?"

"Isn't there you?" Li Dakang retorted.

Ouyang Jing replied matter-of-factly, "It's my money, what's it to you?"

“Let’s get a divorce. You can go abroad if you want.” Li Da said coldly.

Ouyang Jing made a startling statement: "We can get a divorce, but give Wang Dalu the land that Shanshui Group doesn't want, the Dafeng Factory."

Li Dakang frowned and shook his head firmly: "The Secretary of the Jingzhou Municipal Party Committee does not do business with any businessmen."

Ouyang Jing's face was full of grievances, her emotions erupting like a volcano, and she roared angrily: "I won't get a divorce! I'll make you a corrupt official with family members residing abroad."

Li Dakang suddenly stood up, his emotions running high: "Why don't you just go to the Central Inspection Team right now and file a formal complaint against me? Get the court to remove me from my post!"

And so, Ouyang Jing and Li Dakang parted on bad terms.

. . . . . .

On the other hand, at the Handong Provincial Procuratorate.

Inside the Anti-Corruption Bureau's interrogation room, two cameras are on, their lenses pointed at Tsai Cheng-cheng.