Chapter 1302: Not Looking, Not Asking, Not Listening

Jing Guixiang heard the conversation outside and ran out of the study, staggering.

"You... can you really save my son?"

The man was still expressionless: "Believe me, your husband and your son can both live. If you don't believe me, wait to collect their corpses."

Whether it was Yue Jiaqiang or Wang Minyi, including Zhou Hongwen, none of them expected that this time down, they would involve a case from more than ten years ago.

Even more unexpected was that the other party's actions would be so fast. Just as Feng Xinmin walked into the special case group's office, Li Xingquan fell to his death.

Next, Yue Jiaqiang focused his energy on this case from that year and transferred elite soldiers from the Guangdong Provincial Public Security Department.

While waiting for orders from Beijing, they re-analyzed and judged the clues and evidence mastered by Feng Xinmin that year.

Suddenly, they discovered that besides Li Xingquan, Xie Minsheng also had suspicions, but the evidence mastered that year was insufficient.

If they were to arrest a deputy department-level cadre based on just this, it would be a bit of a joke.

But Xie Minsheng was also very dangerous, so they sent people in secret to implement protection for Xie Minsheng.

As for Xie Minsheng, after knowing about Li Xingquan's fall, he never left the room again.

This saved a lot of effort for those protecting him in secret, and also made those hiding in the dark helpless.

Jing Guixiang's body suddenly filled with strength, and she walked over to grab Xie Minsheng's hand.

"Old Xie, I ask you, do you believe in the special case group, or do you believe in those devils?"

Xie Minsheng was very conflicted inside. He knew who the person behind this was, so he really didn't have much confidence in the special case group.

The man had been silent, waiting for Xie Minsheng's decision.

"Old Xie!" Jing Guixiang's eyes were very firm: "Don't hesitate anymore. If you hesitate again, we will really have to collect our son's corpse."

Xie Minsheng looked at the man: "Do you know who is behind this?"

The man still had no expression on his face: "It's not something I should know, I won't look, won't ask, won't listen. Now time is very tight, if you don't make a decision, your son will really be unsavable."

"Old Xie!" Jing Guixiang shouted anxiously.

Xie Minsheng took a deep breath: "Okay, I'll believe you once."

"Come with me." The man nodded, turned, and went downstairs.

Jing Guixiang held Xie Minsheng's hand tightly, pulling him to follow the man downstairs.

The unit door was open, but the exit was blocked by a black minivan.

The man pulled open the minivan's door. Besides the driver, there were two others inside.

These three people, how should I put it, were the same, all looking very ordinary, with no characteristics.

Just the kind that if thrown into a crowd, you would forget what they looked like in the blink of an eye.

"Get in the car!" The man stepped aside and said indifferently.

At this point, Xie Minsheng no longer hesitated and bent over to get into the car.

Jing Guixiang grabbed the car door with both hands and looked back at the man.

"I hope you can keep your word and save my son."

The man's mouth twitched, as if he was smiling, but this smile looked uglier than crying.

"No matter how powerful an organization or family is, in front of the state machine, they will be crushed to pieces."

A smile appeared on Jing Guixiang's face: "I believe your words."

"Clang!" Jing Guixiang got into the car and closed the door by the way.

The man watched the black minivan leave, took out a cigarette and lit it, walked toward the opposite side of the residential area, then entered a building, came to the east door on the third floor, and knocked on the door.

Soon, a young man with shoulder-length hair, wearing jeans, a sleeveless vest, and slippers opened the door.

This guy had a very artistic style, and he was handsome and sunny when he smiled.

"Damn it, look at your dead face, keeping a straight face all day as if someone owes you ten thousand yuan."

The man looked at the young man indifferently, still without any expression on his face.

The young man laughed: "You're not old, don't always keep a straight face. Come, give your brother a smile."

The man's mouth twitched again, and the young man hurriedly waved his hand: "You'd better not smile, I'm afraid of having nightmares at night."

After speaking, the young man turned and returned to the room.

The man followed in and closed the door by the way.

The young man sat on the sofa and crossed his legs.

"I said it, for people like Xie Minsheng, you have to use some means to force him to submit. After all, the other party is also a master, and our defense like this always has omissions."

The man looked at the young man: "Where is Xie Chong?"

The young man pursed his lips toward the bedroom: "Sleeping in the bedroom, I guess he can wake up at night."

The man nodded, turned and walked out: "Let him sleep here for two days, then let him go."

"Where are you going?" The young man asked.

The man said without even turning his head: "I'm going to dig that mouse out."

"Be careful." The young man said with concern: "Don't capsize in the gutter."

Ganzhou Guesthouse, Central Special Case Group Station!

Fifth-floor temporary interrogation room, Zheng Li sat on a chair, looking at Li Jun, who was already very haggard but still arrogant.

"Although the intensity of our interrogation is not too high, your willpower is quite good to be able to persist for so many days."

Li Jun looked at Zheng Li with contempt: "You can use whatever means you have."

Zheng Li said with a smile: "You must still be fantasizing that your father can come to save you, right?"

Li Jun snorted and didn't speak, obviously acquiescing.

"Sigh!"

Zheng Li sighed: "I have a very unfortunate piece of news, do you want to hear it?"

Li Jun's eyes twitched, and his heart sank to the bottom. A very bad feeling surged up, and he was very resistant to this so-called unfortunate news in Zheng Li's mouth.

"I don't want to!"

Zheng Li shook his head slightly: "Li Jun, you are not young anymore, some things always have to be faced. So, whether you want to hear it or not, I have to tell you."

Li Jun was very resistant, but Zheng Li's voice still drilled into his ears.

"Your father, Li Xingquan, fell to his death a few days ago."

Li Jun's body trembled violently, and then he looked at Zheng Li in a daze.

After a while, this guy suddenly started laughing wildly.

"Hahaha... haha... hahaha... ha..."

Li Jun laughed until he was out of breath, his whole face flushed red.

Zheng Li looked at Li Jun expressionlessly. Seeing that this guy had no sign of stopping, he snapped his fingers.

A criminal police officer next to him took out two photos and held them in front of Li Jun.

"Uh!"

Just like a duck quacking, suddenly being pinched by the neck, Li Jun's laughter stopped abruptly.

His eyes were wide open, his eyeballs protruding from their sockets as he looked at the photos. His body kept trembling, and his face became paler and paler.

"No... impossible... this is fake, it must be fake."

Li Jun raised his head abruptly and roared at Zheng Li.

"Are you damn lying to me? This is all fake, isn't it?" ===== CHAPTER 1303 =====