Liang Jianfeng had truly climbed his way up from the grassroots level, step by step, steadfastly and securely.
He had seen the trivial disputes of the common folk and experienced firsthand the complete downfall of city-level high officials from being reported to being ousted.
He had personally arrested murderers and had seen billionaires, who owned fortunes over a billion, show fear and regret in front of law enforcers.
He had weathered great storms and experienced the warmth and coldness of human relationships; he had long since observed the varied conditions of life.
At this mont, from the subtle changes in Hou Wen’s expression, he knew what he was thinking.
Hou Wen’s heart was unsettled.
He was indeed a character.
Embezzling 7 billion, this act was significant even among the national corruption cases.
If a high official from the City Committee were handling this case, he probably wouldn’t have bothered to look twice.
If a special team from the province had been established, he would feel that it matched the severity of his cri.
But ironically, the person who orchestrated his downfall from United Airlines was a re secretary.
He couldn’t accept it.
His heart had lost its balance.
He felt it was an insult to him.
Liang Jianfeng said nothing, only thinking to himself that it was quite interesting.
At the sa ti, he also felt pity for him.
Had the city or province taken over this case, he would most likely have already arrived in Moscow by now.
What a pity, he had encountered Song Guanchao.
Therefore, he hadn’t managed to escape.
On their way back, they hit the rush hour.
A one-hour drive took two hours.
At seven-thirty in the evening, the car arrived at the criminal police team, and Hou Wen was locked in a separate interrogation room.
A young police officer brought a boxed al, three at dishes and one vegetable.
Hou Wen did not eat uneasily; he had a good appetite and cleaned up his boxed al neatly.
After eating, a criminal investigator conducted the questioning, but facing the interrogation, he was very uncooperative and remained silent.
The criminal investigator was seasoned and experienced, but faced with Hou Wen’s lack of cooperation, he was utterly helpless.
After all, he was a City Secretary, and they had to act properly following all procedures.
Not speaking, they truly had no options.
"Mr. Liang, he’s not cooperating!" the criminal investigator said angrily.
"You go have so dinner."
"Mr. Liang, aren’t you going to eat?"
"Captain Hu bought food, I’ll eat later."
"Okay." Not long after the criminal investigator left, the captain of the criminal police team, Captain Hu, ca over.
"Boss, let’s eat."
The two sat at a simple table and ate heartily.
After eating their fill, Captain Hu took out a cigarette, handed one to the boss, and lit one for himself, taking a satisfying puff.
"Mr. Liang, I heard from the guys below that Hou Wen isn’t cooperating?"
"Mm, he won’t say a thing."
"Man, he’s tough."
Captain Hu snickered, and Liang Jianfeng said, "When he was caught at the airport, he was very calm. This man has strong psychological qualities, your usual thods might not work on him."
Captain Hu flicking ash, pondered, "His psychological strength is indeed strong, but he’s already been brought down. Whether he talks or not, the facts of the cri are already very clear."
"Man, speaking of which, Secretary Song is quite impressive to have managed to nab him from United Airlines."
Captain Hu scratched his ssy hair and said, "It’s just this money, it’s difficult to handle. This old guy won’t speak, and we currently have no way of knowing whether the money has been transferred out or not."
"He’ll speak eventually."
Liang Jianfeng seed unconcerned.
Captain Hu found it strange, "Mr. Liang, if he doesn’t speak, it’s a lapse in our work."
"There’s no lapse, you go on and get busy."
After Captain Hu left, Liang Jianfeng finally reached for a cigarette.
Upon learning about this case, he imdiately thought of what Song Guanchao had been pressing him to investigate a few days ago.
He really hadn’t expected Song Guanchao to play such a big ga.
But fortunately, everything was within his plan, and no waves had arisen so far.
As for the money, it definitely hadn’t been moved out of the country.
All of this was under Song Guanchao’s control.
Thinking how Song Guanchao had specifically nad him and Liang Jiajia, his emotions beca incredibly complex.
This rit was certainly feasible.
But consequently, his relationship with Liang Jiajia had grown even tighter.
Moreover, he had heard that Song Guanchao had also nad Wu Yun.
Reason told him that Song Guanchao naming Wu Yun was to nurture a confidant for Wu Qiangwei within the Disciplinary Committee.
But this youngster’s private relationship with Wu Yun seed sowhat ambiguously unclear.
"Ah."
Liang Jianfeng sighed deeply, feeling a headache coming on.
Eight o’clock in the evening.
Liang Jiajia, along with her colleagues and comrades from the Dujiang City Public Security Bureau, drove more than ten cars and parked in the guesthouse parking lot.
The principals and financial officers of nine companies were successively brought down and taken into the hotel, each confined to separate rooms.
Song Guanchao had already been waiting there.
He stepped forward to greet them, "Officer Liang, you’ve worked hard."
Liang Jiajia secretly rolled her eyes, "Not hard at all."
Song Guanchao then looked toward Deputy Director Zhang Chuncheng, his deanor not as pleasant.
"Director Yao is quite pompous, not coming personally for such an important matter?"
Zhang Chuncheng’s heart tightened, and he quickly stood up straight.
Although Song Guanchao was just a secretary, the big turmoil in Dujiang City ant their police departnt couldn’t escape bla.
They still needed him now, not because they valued him, but simply because there was no one else in Dujiang City to use.
"Director Yao, he, he..."
"Alright," Song Guanchao waved his hand, "Go back and report to Secretary Zhang."
"Yes."
Zhang Chuncheng hurriedly led his people away.
Liang Jiajia glanced at her colleagues entering the guesthouse and when only she and Song Guanchao remained, she said, "I heard Hou Wen has already been captured."
"Yes, he’s in the Criminal Police team being overseen by your father."
"And the money, is it still in the country?"
"I don’t know, Hou Wen isn’t talking now."
Song Guanchao said, "Alright, you go up first, there’s food in the cafeteria on the third floor, go eat sothing."
Hearing his caring words, Liang Jiajia’s gaze softened a bit, "I’m not tired."
"You need to rest even if you’re not tired. I’m the chief commander now. If you don’t obey, I’ll replace you."
Liang Jiajia pinched him on the waist, "Wait till this case ends, and see how I’ll deal with you!"
Song Guanchao sucked in a breath and grimaced, "Deal with ? Alright, just don’t beg for rcy later!"
"Hmph!" Liang Jiajia, her face flushed, hurried into the guesthouse.
With so many people around, she didn’t dare to be too intimate with Song Guanchao. If soone saw and started gossiping, it would be troubleso.
Song Guanchao stood in the parking lot and phoned Zhang ilin.
"Brother Zhang, how is it going in Dujiang City now?"
"The leaders at the Housing and Construction Bureau are under control, and several big and small people at the Finance Bureau are also under control."
Song Guanchao said, "Good, then have soone send them to , I’ll interrogate them together."
"They have been sent, they are on the way, should be arriving soon."
Zhang ilin suddenly asked, "What about Hou Wen? Has the money actually been moved?"
"Mr. Liang is still interrogating him, but he isn’t talking now."
Song Guanchao said, "As soon as there’s news, I’ll let you know."
He had just hung up when Song Guanchao’s phone rang again, called by Secretary Sun.
"Is there sothing, Secretary Sun?"
"Secretary Song, Secretary Lu asked to inquire how far the case has progressed, regarding Hou Wen..."
"Hou Wen isn’t talking, we’re still interrogating. I’m quite busy here, Secretary Sun, avoid calling if there’s nothing urgent. I will report to Secretary Wu about any progress in the case, if Secretary Lu wants to know, ask him to contact Secretary Wu."
With that, Song Guanchao hung up.
However, no sooner had he hung up than another call ca in.
Song Guanchao rubbed his temples, knowing that everyone in the city governnt was focused on one thing.
The money, was it still in the country or not!
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