Chapter 549: Conspiracy

Hao Qiang invited me, apart from me, there were Zhao Dequan and Old Mo couple, which surprised me very much.

I can understand Old Mo being invited. After all, they were in the same system in the past and handled the Qilin Villa case together. Inviting a Zhao Dequan, I thought about it left and right and couldn't get a conclusion.

They don't say they are enemies in the previous life, they can be considered opponents in this life.

Sitting at the table, it is usually served with dizzying Daqu.

We three used cups, Zhao Dequan wanted to use a bowl, saying the cup was too small and not enough meaning. Liu Hongyan helplessly found a bowl and placed it in front of him, saying: "Can't you drink a sip less?"

Zhao Dequan said with a grin: "Is it reluctant to let me drink? If it is reluctant, I won't drink." While saying, he poured wine for us. Three small cups were filled, and more than half of the bottle was left. He smelled the wine bottle to his nose, shook his head, lifted the bottom of the wine bottle, and poured it all into his bowl.

The hot pot lid had been uncovered, I looked at it and almost drooled.

This is a typical Yaojia Sanshanguo. In the past, only Pan Shurong could make it. Although Liu Hongyan inherited her mother's virtue and made good dishes, it really made me look at her with admiration to make such an authentic hot pot.

The dishes were not moved, the wine went first. After one cup, everyone sighed and picked up the chopsticks in front of them, eating the dishes without a sound.

Hao Qiang moved out half a case of wine, took two and put them on the table and said: "These wines are my father-in-law's. Now he rarely returns to Suxi once a year, and the wine is about to go bad."

Zhao Dequan said with envy: "Wine is more fragrant the older it is. Old Secretary doesn't drink, I'll help him drink."

Liu Hongyan knocked him with chopsticks and cursed: "Old Zhao, see when you will drink to death."

Zhao Dequan wiped his chin and said: "Better to drink to death than to die of grievance."

I understood that there were words in their words, and it was not good to pursue it, so I could only smile foolishly.

Old Mo held the wine glass and said: "County Magistrate Chen, you killed me."

I looked at him inexplicably and asked with a smile: "Brother Mo, why do you say that?"

Old Mo sighed and said: "If I didn't know you, and didn't buy your account back then, I wouldn't have been able to take off this skin. Now it's good, neither human nor ghost, and people spit on me when I walk on the street."

Hao Qiang saw that my expression was not good, and quickly rounded the field: "Brother Mo, you can't say that. Chen Feng absolutely has no intention of harming you. What kind of person he is, I know. I believe you also know, otherwise, based on his words, would you take the risk to handle the case?"

Old Mo glared at him and said: "Hao Qiang, you brat, you are standing and talking without back pain. If you were stripped of this skin, wouldn't you fight him?"

They talked to each other, completely ignoring us sitting at the table.

Li Fulian and Liu Hongyan seemed to be deaf, each eating their own dishes. Zhao Dequan's face was already red, he didn't seem to care about others, and drank his own wine.

I naturally understand that these two people are singing double reeds. I can't just be an audience, I want to cooperate with them.

So I said: "Brother Mo, I understand you. But the current pattern, I don't know either."

Old Mo asked with a face of surprise: "You don't know?"

I shook my head and said seriously: "Really don't know."

Old Mo sighed, took out a pack of cigarettes from his body, handed one to each, and stuffed it between his lips, thinking about it.

I lit it for him, he hurriedly leaned over to light the cigarette, exhaling from his nostrils, and blew out the fire of the lighter at once.

I still wanted to hit it, but it only sparked a few times, and there was no fire. Looking at it, it turned out that there was no gas in the lighter, so I threw the lighter on the table and said: "I'll go out and buy a lighter."

Before getting up, Zhao Dequan took out a lighter and handed it to me: "Chief, give it to you."

I laughed, lit the fire first, took a long breath, and prepared to see how their play would be performed.

The second cup of wine went down, Zhao Dequan poured all the remaining wine in the bottle into his bowl as usual. As if he had never drunk wine in his life, he looked at the wine with green eyes.

"I said, Brother Mo, if you want to return to the police team, there is only one way." Hao Qiang stuffed a chopstick of vegetables into his mouth, chewed slowly, and shouted: "Good dish!"

Old Mo's face was gloomy, and he poured the full cup of wine down his throat, muttering: "Heaven's way is difficult!"

Hao Qiang sneered: "How can it be! You didn't make a mistake, and you have merit. Without you, could the Qilin Villa case be broken? Not to mention you have merit, at least it's no fault, right? But why did you transfer?"

I was a little confused, and before Old Mo could speak, I simply asked directly: "Do you feel wronged?"

Old Mo smiled coldly and said: "What do you think?"

Li Fulian hit her husband and said: "Old Mo, what attitude? He is a leader!"

Old Mo sighed helplessly and said: "Don't I know he is a leader? But as a leader, you can't cross the river and tear down the bridge, right?"

"Brother Mo, what do you mean?" I was even more confused. Hao Qiang invited me to eat hot pot for no reason, and I felt that something was wrong. Especially coming to his house to eat, I felt that things were not ordinary. Seeing Old Mo couple rushing from Chunshan County to eat hot pot, would this be a matter of eating hot pot?

Hao Qiang was about to answer, Zhao Dequan on the side threw the bowl in his hand and said straightly: "I'll say it. Chief Chen, I tell you, Old Mo was set up, he didn't transfer, people couldn't sleep."

"Set up?" I chewed on this word, feeling some cold sweat on my back.

"That's right, it's set up." Zhao Dequan drank the wine in the bowl and went to get the wine bottle again.

Liu Hongyan snatched it and said: "Don't drink."

Zhao Dequan didn't grab it, and said with alcohol: "You look at Director Hao as a director today, maybe tomorrow, he will have the same end as Old Mo."

My face turned black, I looked at Zhao Dequan coldly and said: "Nonsense!"

Zhao Dequan was scared by my coldness, muttered: "I didn't say wrong."

Hao Qiang took the conversation: "Dequan's words, it's not necessarily impossible to realize."

I raised my wine glass and scolded: "Don't talk nonsense, drink."

Old Mo and Hao Qiang looked at each other, and a look of disappointment appeared on their faces. I saw all this, but I had to pretend I didn't see anything, turned to ask Li Fulian: "Sister-in-law, promoted?"

Li Fulian's dress was completely different from the past. In the past, she dressed like a flower butterfly every day, wishing to attract everyone's eyes to herself. Now she is in plain color, even her hair, changed from the past big waves to a clear soup and noodles.

Li Fulian saw me ask her, smiled bitterly and said: "What position can I be promoted to? Even if I am promoted, my Old Mo ended up with such a result, I have a fart meaning."

In the exchange with Li Fulian, I knew that less than a month after I left, Old Mo was named to be cleared out of the public security team.

Old Mo petitioned for this, but the county said it couldn't manage it, this was the decision above. Petitioning to the city, the first time I could see someone say a few words, the second time I went, I didn't even let the door in.

Old Mo originally thought about petitioning to the province, but the city told him that even if he petitioned to Beijing, he couldn't change the result. It's better to stay honestly and live a stable second half of his life. If he is restless again, don't think about living a peaceful life.

Old Mo transferred from the army to the local public security, and had never suffered such a grievance. He was a straight-tempered person, soft but not hard. These people scared him, and scared his heart that was about to despair, so he really packed his bags and went to Beijing.

Regrettably, Old Mo just got off the train at the West Railway Station, and was caught by a few big men and stuffed into a van, dragged to an unknown place and beaten, locked him for three days and three nights without food, and gave a bottle of mineral water and half a loaf of bread every day.

Old Mo wanted to die at that time. But he understood that he couldn't die. If he died, there would be no chance. So in front of the people sent by Chunshan County to pick him up, he performed very obediently. Originally thought it was okay to come back, but the careful Old Mo found that since he came back from Beijing, his door was guarded twenty-four hours a day. No matter where Old Mo went, there was always a pair of eyes staring behind him.

Li Fulian couldn't help but shiver when she said this.

I became more and more angry as I listened, and cursed in my heart, really lawless!

"What did Secretary Liu say?" I asked with a glimmer of hope.

"Secretary Liu?" Li Fulian sneered: "He is also a mud bodhisattva, and he can't protect himself."

I was confused and asked suspiciously: "What does this have to do with him?"

Li Fulian hadn't spoken yet, Liu Hongyan said first: "Actually, this basket was poked by you. Secretary Liu hasn't finished wiping his ass, and still came to care about Brother Mo's business?"

"Me?" Sweat began to emerge on my forehead, and my heart jumped high.

Originally thought I was such an outstanding person, not a policeman but solved a big case, overnight from a small deputy county magistrate to a big official in the province, is it all designed by someone behind the scenes?

Everyone was silent and didn't speak. I broke the silence and asked: "So, you came to Suxi Town today, and someone followed behind?"

Old Mo laughed heartily and said: "Don't worry! What kind of person do you think I am? Can this little trick play me? To tell you the truth, we came tonight, and there is no one behind our buttocks."

I said "Oh", turned to look at Zhao Dequan, and asked: "You have a relationship with this?"

Zhao Dequan was already flushed, stuttering: "Yes. I am their traffic officer now. Have you heard of the underground party? I am now!"

As soon as I heard it, fire rose in my heart, slapped the table and scolded: "Zhao Dequan, you have a big dog gall!"

Zhao Dequan was scared by me, and withered, whispering: "I am joking. Actually, I

I feigned anger, but in reality, I wanted to observe the reactions of Hao Qiang and the others.

After I had finished lecturing Zhao Dequan, Hao Qiang chuckled and said, "Chen Feng, you really have a bit of a leader's aura now."

I corrected him, "It's not aura, it's power."

Lao Mo set down his chopsticks and said, "Forget it, it was a wasted trip. We're leaving."

Having said that, he pulled Li Fulian along, intending to leave.

I shouted loudly, "You are not allowed to leave! If we don't get things straight, no one is stepping out of this door tonight."

Lao Mo stopped in his tracks, looking at Hao Qiang without saying a word.

Hao Qiang sighed and said, "If you want us to get things straight, it's actually just one sentence: clear Brother Mo's name!"

"How do I clear it?"

"You understand better than I do."

"I don't understand."

"You really don't?" Hao Qiang said coldly, "Chen Feng, you can pretend, and you can choose not to care. Regardless, human justice still exists; one day, the truth will come to light."

I also sneered and said, "And what if the truth never comes to light?"

"Unless I die. As long as I'm alive, I will dig it out." Hao Qiang stabbed his chopsticks into the table, stood up, and pulled Lao Mo along, saying, "Brother Mo, even if we are wronged to death in this life, I don't believe there won't be anyone to speak up for you in the next."

I started to laugh, tapping the table as I said, "Everyone sit down, I have something to say."

Lao Mo hesitated before sitting back down, waiting for me to speak.

I said, "I understand a little bit of what you mean today. Tell me, what do you need me to do?"

"Help us deliver the materials."

"Deliver them to whom?"

"I don't know. Deliver them to whoever you think they should be delivered to." Hao Qiang signaled for Liu Hongyan to go get the items.

Liu Hongyan hesitated for a moment, but still got up and went to the bedroom.

"Is that all?" I asked.

"Help us find someone."

"Find who?"

"Lao Can's wife."

"Why find her?" My heart skipped a beat, and in my mind, I immediately pictured the noodle stall at the entrance of the alley under the dim yellow light.

"She is the most important person in this case. We need to prove that Lao Can's death has nothing to do with us, and we also need to prove that Lao Can was not the real boss."

"If he wasn't the boss, then who is?" I asked.

"I don't know either." Hao Qiang hung his head in dejection.