Chapter 2809

"You motherfucking who!" a second-generation rich kid shook his head, obviously a bit drunk but still speaking clearly.

"Shut up!" a second-generation rich kid who knew Zhao Hong pressed his throat and shouted, then stood up, smiling and saying: "Captain Zhao, we brothers are drinking here, not breaking the law, right?"

If it weren't Zhao Hong who came, this guy wouldn't have such a good temper; he would have started cursing long ago.

Zhao Hong ignored this second-generation rich kid, instead slowly moving his gaze over the others, finally landing on Daban Ya's face. Mainly because this guy was ugly in a rather distinctive way—no need to ask, one glance and you knew his identity.

Zhao Hong walked around these guys, then suddenly stood behind Daban Ya, bent over sharply, stretched out his arms, and tightly choked Daban Ya's neck, then pulled hard backward.

Daban Ya's whole body was flung backward into the air, the wine bottles on the table clinking and clattering as they fell over, and the people nearby jumped up in fright to dodge. Then with a thudding sound, Daban Ya heavily hit the ground.

Daban Ya was thrown into a daze, still not reacting to what happened, when cold handcuffs were slapped on his wrists, and the dagger hidden in his pocket was also searched out. Then he was lifted up by two criminal investigators like carrying little chickens.

Zhao Hong glanced at those second-generation rich kids: "Everyone, come with me for a trip."

"Damn it!" a second-generation rich kid came to his senses and cursed: "What the hell do you think you are, making us go just because you say so?"

"Shut up!" the second-generation rich kid who knew Zhao Hong glared at that guy, then said: "Captain Zhao, I'm Yan Zhihao, my father is Yan Ming, can I make a phone call home?"

"No!" Zhao Hong coldly snorted: "I don't care who your fathers are; if you have nothing to do, you'll naturally be released after the investigation clears things up. If the investigation finds something, we'll be responsible for notifying your families."

The other second-generation rich kids were unwilling, but seeing Yan Zhihao say nothing more, they also could only stay silent.

At this moment, a middle-aged man appeared at the second-floor stairwell. Ma Zong saw him and secretly waved his hand to stop him from coming over, then made a gesture of making a phone call.

The middle-aged man hurriedly stopped, flashed his body and went back, standing at the corner peeking secretly at the scene below. Until Zhao Hong led the people away, this middle-aged man then quickly ran to the window, saw two police vans drive far away before coming out. Then he jogged to the roadside telephone booth, inserted coins and dialed a string of numbers.

Soon the other end picked up. The middle-aged man didn't wait for the other to speak, hurriedly saying: "Master, the young master has been taken away by the police."

"What happened?" the other's voice was deep and powerful; even though shocked by the sudden news, his voice remained very steady, without a trace of panic: "Zhou'er has always been steady, would never cause trouble, how could he be arrested by the police?"

The middle-aged man came down only after hearing the commotion; he didn't know what happened in front, but he saw Daban Ya wearing handcuffs: "I'm not entirely clear on the specifics, but one of the partners was handcuffed by the police; although the young master and others were also taken away by the police, they were not under control."

"Since the person is not under control, the matter shouldn't be serious." the other said: "Jingcheng JJ renovation cannot stop; Zhou'er's matter, you don't need to worry about it."

"Understood!" the middle-aged man hung up, glanced at the direction where the police van disappeared, his eyes full of worry.

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Criminal Police Team!

Zhao Hong had those second-generation rich kids thrown directly into the detention room, then escorted Daban Ya into the interrogation room.

"Daban Ya, what's your name?"

Daban Ya still didn't know why he was arrested, but being frequently in the palace, he was already used to such questioning, and naturally said: "My name is Gou Chao, male, forty-two years old, living in Tongzhou..."

Zhao Hong didn't ask, and this guy readily confessed; obviously, for him, this was already second nature.

"Ha!" Zhao Hong laughed: "Not bad, I like it."

Gou Chao bared his big teeth and grinned: "This saves you from asking again, everyone saves time."

"You're quite savvy." Zhao Hong said with a smile: "Tell me, how much money did Yin Xuan give you to contact Wang Hu to kill Zhou Andong?"

Originally Gou Chao was still calm, but when Zhao Hong said this, he became unsettled, finally realizing the assassination of Zhou Andong had been exposed, but he didn't worry.

Because he was only a middleman passing along a message, hadn't received money from Yin Xuan; as long as he didn't admit knowing about the assassination of Zhou Andong, no one could do anything to him. As for Yin Xuan, he wasn't worried either. Regardless of whether Zhou Andong lived or died, in his view, Yin Xuan wouldn't have any trouble.

"Leader, you can't wrongly accuse someone. Yin Shao indeed asked me to notify Wang Hu to go to the hospital to see him, but I know nothing about any matter, and it's impossible that I took Yin Shao's money."

"Is that so?" Zhao Hong took out a cigarette, lit it, then continued: "Whether you took Yin Xuan's money, we will investigate. But Wang Hu has already confessed, you know Yin Xuan asked him to kill Zhou Andong."

"Fuck your mother, Wang Hu, you damn dog framing me!" Daban Ya angrily shouted: "That day in the hospital, Yin Xuan asked me to notify Wang Hu to go to the hospital, as for what matter, he never said anything at all."

Zhao Hong's voice turned icy cold: "Wang Hu confessed, today at noon, just one second before we broke into his office, you were still on the phone, talking about assassinating Zhou Andong."

"Don't listen to his nonsense!" Daban Ya vehemently denied: "He's trying to drag me down to reduce his own guilt."

"Daban Ya, you might not yet realize how serious this matter is." Zhao Hong heavily patted Daban Ya's shoulder: "Zhou Andong is not just a businessman; he's also the factory director of the wool mill, a genuine bureau-level leader."

Zhao Hong bent down, lowered his voice, but gave Daban Ya an unimaginable pressure: "Hiring assassins to kill a bureau-level cadre leader—don't say it's you, even Yin Xuan cannot escape legal severe punishment; even his grandfather can't save him."

Zhao Hong straightened his body, one hand pressing on Daban Ya's shoulder: "Liu Wenbo, Yang Aimin, Ji Zhanyong, Wang Hu have all confessed; next we will proceed with the arrest of Yin Xuan.

So whether you confess or not makes no difference; evidence is already complete, it won't affect your trial. But if you confess honestly, you'll get two years less; if you resist to the end, you'll get two years more. Do you want to stay two years longer or two years shorter? It's all in your single thought."

Zhao Hong raised his hand, looked at his watch: "I give you three minutes to consider; this is your last chance. If you don't seize it, the opportunity is gone and won't come back."