Chapter 1265

In fact, Liao Jingjun had also looked into the Song Mao rape and murder case and knew the tricks involved, and he had thought about intervening.

But as the Secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Commission, his hands simply couldn't reach into the Municipal Public Security Bureau, so he could only watch helplessly.

However, his thinking was the same as everyone else's; he had always believed that the Central Committee had established the special investigation team.

It was just to use that conflict in Tianhe Village to crack down on rare earth smuggling and clean up the officialdom of Ganzhou.

No one would link this matter to the Song Mao rape and murder case.

It was only today, after his master said this, that he reflexively thought of Zhang You, and the Zhang family behind Zhang You.

At this moment, Liao Jingjun reacted and asked suspiciously: "Let's not talk about whether the Zhang family can incite this storm for now, what does the Song Mao rape and murder case have to do with this storm?"

The old man asked: "Do you know Song Mao's identity?"

Liao Jingjun shook his head: "Song Mao is also a shareholder of United Mining. Being able to mix with Zhang You and the others, his identity is naturally not simple."

"You are wrong." The old man said: "I don't know Song Mao's identity either, but I guess he has some background, but it's definitely not very deep."

Liao Jingjun was thoughtful. After all, having struggled in officialdom for so many years and having sat in the position of Municipal Political and Legal Affairs Commission Secretary, even if his aptitude was a bit poor, he was not truly a stupid person.

"United Mining and Wufeng Mining are competing for rare earth mines, but United Mining has abundant funds, and Wufeng Mining has always been in a passive, beaten position.

So they set up a trap and chose Song Mao, who has some background but not a very deep one, to take action against. This way, they can force United Mining to compromise, or even withdraw directly from Ganzhou, without any future trouble."

"Right!" The old man smiled: "I have always heard that the kid from the Tong family is called Little Zhuge. I don't know if he set up this rape and murder case trap, but setting up this trap was really too stupid.

Song Mao's background is not deep, but his framing is equivalent to slapping Zhang You and those other princelings in the face. How could they possibly compromise? Besides, where did United Mining get such a huge amount of funds? Can Zhang You and those other princelings come up with it?

Even if they could come up with it, it's impossible for them to run to Ganzhou so ostentatiously and spend money to acquire rare earth mines without any scruples. This is not doing business, but inviting disaster for their own families.

So, there should be another person hidden behind Zhang You and the others. This person is the real big shot; Zhang You and the others are just running errands."

The old man's words made Liao Jingjun stare blankly, and then he gasped: "Who can make Zhang You and those princelings run errands? Who is this person?"

The old man shook his head: "I can't guess who this person is either, but that conflict in Dingnan must have been planned by this person. The purpose was to open a gap in Ganzhou so that the Central Committee could have a reason to reach in."

Liao Jingjun gasped again: "If that conflict in Dingnan was really planned by this person, even the People's Daily and the main station reported it, then this person's reach is truly heaven-defying.

But I can't understand, even if his reach is heaven-defying, the specifications of this special investigation team are too high. What is his purpose in making such a big fuss? Is it just to save Song Mao?"

"Saving Song Mao is actually just one of the reasons. The biggest purpose should still be rare earth. Because he wants to integrate rare earth mines, but Ganzhou's rare earth chaos is rampant, and the Fan family will not allow him to use money to pave the way and acquire rare earth mines on a large scale.

So, he used the excuse of Song Mao being framed to plan that conflict, and then united the various major families to raise their knives against the Fan family."

Unite the various families? Raise knives against the Fan family? Such vocabulary was too much of a shock to Liao Jingjun; he wouldn't even dare to think of it in his dreams.

The old man picked up his teacup, giving Liao Jingjun time to digest it.

After a long while, the waves in Liao Jingjun's heart calmed down, and then he took a deep breath: "Is it because of rare earth mines that several major families united to raise knives against the Fan family?"

The old man said: "If the Fan family is cut down, the entire Ganjiang will be reshuffled. Such a big piece of meat is fully reason enough for several major families to join forces."

"Old Master Fan is still here, will the Fan family really..."

Before he finished speaking, Liao Jingjun fell into silence. If it were one or two families, the Fan family could definitely hold on.

But with several major families joining forces, even Old Master Fan couldn't hold on.

"Who is the person hidden behind the scenes? Not to mention anything else, just integrating several major families to raise knives against the Fan family can be called turning one's hand to clouds and covering it to rain."

Having sat for a long time, the old man stood up and moved his body: "I also know who this person is."

This old man had worked in the political and legal department for a lifetime, and his thinking was sharp and his mind meticulous, truly incomparable to ordinary people. The whole matter was analyzed by him without any error.

Liao Jingjun wanted to smoke and had even taken it out, but after looking at the old man, he put the cigarette back into his pocket.

"This person spent so much effort, the main purpose is rare earth. If the Fan family falls and the country rectifies rare earth, even if his reach is heaven-defying, it's impossible for him to get too many mining rights for rare earth, a strategic resource, right? Isn't this all in vain?"

"The size of his reach determines how much rare earth share he can get." The old man picked up his teacup: "If you want to smoke, go ahead."

"Better not." Liao Jingjun shook his head and then stood up: "I'm going back to see the special investigation team now."

The old man was stunned for a moment, then said: "It's too late. There is only one chance; if you miss it, you miss it."

Liao Jingjun's eyes were full of regret, because he also had the idea of going to see the Central Committee's special investigation team, but in the end, he didn't go.

"Come on." The old man found the chessboard: "Don't think about these things anymore, play a game of chess with me."

Liao Jingjun gave a wry smile, sat down, and played chess with the old man.

It's just that he was a bit absent-minded. By the time the old lady came back and the dishes were ready, he hadn't won a single game of chess.

"You are so absent-minded, there is no sense of achievement in winning against you." The old man laughed loudly: "Alright, let's eat."

"It's not that I'm absent-minded, it's that your chess skills, Master, are too amazing; I simply can't win." Liao Jingjun flattered him again.

"I can't even beat Old Liu next door; he keeps calling me a stinky chess player." The old man said unhappily: "It's because you kid always let me win, making me mistakenly believe that my chess skills are amazing, and I don't know how many times I've lost face."

"It's your chess skills that are stinky, why blame Jingjun." The old lady put the dishes on the table and brought another bottle of Yugong wine.

Liao Jingjun had things on his mind, and after accompanying the old man for two drinks, he put down his chopsticks.

"I'm full."

The old lady was about to say something, but the old man waved his hand and said: "He has things on his mind, how could he be in the mood to drink with me."

After saying this, the old man also put down his chopsticks, then rummaged through boxes and cabinets to find a small box.

"Let's go, I'll go to Ganzhou with you. You missed this opportunity, so before this old guy is buried, I'll build a ladder for you one last time and give you a boost."

"Master!"

Liao Jingjun's eyes were moist. In his life, if it weren't for his master supporting him from behind and shielding him from the wind and rain, he would definitely not have reached his current position. Even because of his temper, the grass on his grave might have already grown.