Chapter 1249

Xie Minsheng held the phone, hesitating, then with a *snap*, he put it down.

Damn it, wanting me to be a scapegoat for Li Xingquan? I'm not mentally ill, damn it.

Usually, I just pocket a little bit of money; if it gets investigated, at worst, I'll just go in and stay for a while.

Ten or eight years doesn't matter; I can still see the sun rising from the east every day.

But if this phone call goes out, it's resisting the organization and resisting the investigation; that's a much bigger crime than that little bit of money he took.

Xie Minsheng picked up a cigarette and lit it, puffing away. His office, which wasn't small, was soon filled with thick, choking smoke.

After about half an hour, this guy got up and left. He went out of the office building without calling his secretary or driver, got in his car, and drove away.

A few minutes after he left, Lai Qingyu's car also drove out of the main gate.

Liu Zhengming stood in front of the window, watching the two cars leave one after another, a mocking smile appearing on his face.

Liu Jing stood beside him, holding a cup of tea: "Tell me, where did those two go?"

Liu Zhengming stood with his hands behind his back: "They only have two paths to take: one is to wait to be investigated, and the other is to turn themselves in and actively accept the investigation."

Liu Jing blew on the floating tea leaves and then took a sip: "Old Liu, how many days has the water in your thermos been sitting? The tea won't even steep."

Liu Zhengming said with a smile: "It's from yesterday. Xiao Yu went to handle some business and didn't come in this morning, and I didn't ask anyone to fetch water."

Liu Jing didn't ask where Liu Zhengming's secretary had gone, then looked toward the main gate outside: "Tell me, will they wait honestly, or will they turn themselves in?"

Liu Zhengming said: "Lai Qingyu and Xie Minsheng are both smart people; they will definitely have their own plans."

"What about Li Xingquan?" Liu Jing turned his head and glanced at Liu Zhengming.

"Li Xingquan." Liu Zhengming took out a cigarette and lit it: "He has always been overbearing in his work; he will definitely struggle a bit."

Liu Jing laughed: "You really have seen through Li Xingquan."

Liu Zhengming took a puff of his cigarette: "For over a year, I've been studying him."

Liu Jing was stunned for a moment, then burst into loud laughter: "And you haven't been studying me?"

Liu Zhengming admitted quite readily: "I have, but I haven't figured you out. For example, right now, you are actually on the same boat as me, and even now, I'm still confused."

Liu Jing blinked, then burst into loud laughter again: "Old Liu, why does it sound to me like you're a resentful woman guarding an empty room?"

Liu Zhengming looked helpless: "For this period of time, I haven't been able to sleep well, always wondering whose person you are."

Liu Jing patted Liu Zhengming's shoulder and said jokingly: "I really am sorry, old man, for causing you so much trouble."

"Can't you just make it clear to me?" Liu Zhengming gave Liu Jing a sideways glance: "Where in the world is there a partner like you?"

Liu Jing held his teacup and walked out with a measured pace: "Eating the King's salary to manage the court's affairs, loyalty... but... the Dragon Diagram Pavilion Scholar, I supervise the Ministry of Justice, judging the yang by day and the yin by night, making it hard for gods and ghosts to know.

The tiger-headed guillotine removes the bullies and local tyrants, the soul-chasing whip and the demon-reflecting mirror sweep away the demons, the law hall is no different from the underworld, if there is an injustice..."

Watching Liu Jing leave the office, the passage from *The Guillotine Judge* was sung by Liu Jing with perfect enunciation, echoing in Liu Zhengming's ears.

"Ha!" Liu Zhengming chuckled: "I'll see how long you can hide."

Then he looked out the window again, a trace of doubt appearing in his eyes.

Things have reached this point, why hasn't that squad leader in the East Courtyard made any move at all?

If compared to Li Xingquan, that person is the true direct descendant of the Fan family.

Li Xingquan sat in his office, smoking cigarette after cigarette. Time was slipping away bit by bit; it had been almost an hour, and Xie Minsheng hadn't come to see him, which made his expression grow increasingly gloomy.

When he grabbed the phone to call Xie Minsheng, no one answered, which made his expression change completely, and then he slammed the phone down with a *bang*.

Immediately after, he stood up abruptly and paced back and forth in the office, just like a wounded, trapped beast.

He was desperately trying to think of a way, desperately struggling, wanting to tear a hole in that giant net already covering his head and escape.

After a long while, he stopped his pacing; Xie Minsheng couldn't be relied on anymore, so he grabbed the phone on his desk and called Chen Baokun; this was his true confidant.

"Chen Baokun, I am Li Xingquan."

"Leader!" Even on the phone, Chen Baokun stood at attention.

Li Xingquan said: "Go to Dingnan and take over Wang Bowen's case."

"Ah?"

Chen Baokun was waiting for orders to cooperate with the provincial special investigation team to go to Dingnan.

But now, receiving Li Xingquan's order, why did it feel a bit off?

"Is the Municipal Bureau taking over, not cooperating with the provincial special investigation team?"

Li Xingquan lowered his voice and said: "The central authorities have established a special investigation team, and they will arrive tomorrow. Furthermore, they will use police from another region and conduct an investigation in another region."

"What?" Chen Baokun didn't care if the person on the other end was his leader, and shouted in panic: "How could this be?"

If it were normal times, Li Xingquan would have guaranteed a fierce scolding for Chen Baokun being so jumpy, but now he didn't even have the mood to scold anyone.

"Now we have no way out, so... do you understand?"

Chen Baokun's breathing became heavy; no matter how he became this bureau chief, his brain was definitely not stupid.

He immediately understood what Li Xingquan's ultimate goal was in having him take over Wang Bowen's case.

"We only have one night; if we are late, we will all have to eat peanuts (be executed)."

"I understand." Chen Baokun's voice was full of murderous intent: "Don't worry, I absolutely cannot let Wang Bowen and his accomplices see tomorrow's sun."

"Good!" Li Xingquan's spirit lifted; damn it, no one can be relied on, it still has to be the confidant he promoted himself: "Then I will wait for your good news."

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Dingnan!

Cao Jindong sat in his office, looking at the few people sitting opposite him.

One was Wang Yong, the village chief of Tianhe Village, and also Wang Bowen's son.

One was the deputy director of Tianhe Village, Wang Min, Wang Bowen's daughter.

One was Wang Min's man, wearing a suit, looking like a human but acting like a dog.

But on his exposed wrist, one could see a blue tattoo.

There was also another one, who didn't look very old, maybe twenty-one or twenty-two.

He was called Wang Meng, Wang Bowen's youngest son.

Besides them, there were a few others; although they were dressed quite properly, just looking at how they sat and stood, one knew they were not good things.

"Old Cao!"

Wang Yong leaned against the sofa, crossing his legs: "Where is my dad?"

Cao Jindong said with a smile: "Wang Yong, you don't even call me Uncle anymore."

Wang Yong arrogantly pointed at Cao Jindong: "Calling you Old Cao is already being polite. Damn it, you arrested my dad and still want me to call you Uncle? What are you thinking? Come on, tell me."