Obviously, someone had already reported the case to Zhang Dongou, so he didn't ask in detail, but stretched out two fingers, "Two months, I'll give you two months to solve the case, is there a problem?" His voice was very calm, but the pressure on Jiao Zhuohai was even greater than facing Li Yanqing.

Jiao Zhuohai took a deep breath: "Yes!"

Zhang Dongou frowned again: "This is not the Jiao Zhuohai I know, he has no energy at all, his voice is weak, is he not confident?"

Jiao Zhuohai stood upright, raised his chest and shouted: "Have confidence!"

Zhang Dongou nodded: "Just have confidence!"

"I hope you really have faith. Li Yanqing raised his hand and pointed, "His name is Yuan Shaohua, the grandson of Yuan Zhonghan of the General Staff." This is called Minglang, a direct descendant of the Daming Group family, and his uncle is Fang Qili, the head of Jinmen No. 2 Hospital. There is also this, Qiu Junming, the son of Qiu Jianyun of the Ministry of Supervision. ”

"Damn!" Zhang Dongou scolded fiercely in his heart, but he just burst into a foul language. How to explain to these bigwigs, it is not him who has a headache, but Li Yanqing.

If, these guys didn't die in Li Jian's villa, but anywhere else. That's the responsibility of him Zhang Dongou, it's because you can't manage this city well, and the law and order are so poor, which led to such a sensational murder tragedy. Those big guys were angry, and it was really possible to get him out of class.

But the reality is that these guys died in Li Jian's villa, and there was a shootout, and a large number of guns were left at the scene. And those guns, according to the on-site investigation, were all from Li Jian's bodyguards. Then the question is, where did the guns come from? Are they doing some illegal trade that led to the killing? Although these need to be investigated by the police to be clear, Li Yanqing must give an explanation to those bigwigs, because the person died in his son's home. Therefore, Zhang Dongou did not have a little pressure, and it was even much easier than when he came.

Jiao Zhuohai's head was buzzing, he never thought that in addition to Li Jian, there were three bigger ones who died here. If this case can't be solved, even if he doesn't take off this police uniform, his future will stop here, and there is no possibility for him to go up.

This guy really wanted to cry without tears, because Shang Lianqing asked him to take someone to the provincial hall before. But he was working on a backlog, so he didn't go. Now I can't wait to slap myself twice, that case has been going on for more than ten years, and he was bored to take it out to study, and he really won't die. If he led the team to the province, it would be Shang Lianqing who was standing here now, not him.

The neon of the city shimmered with enchanting brilliance in the deep night, and Jinchuan, a small city on the fourth line, gradually quieted down. Occasionally, there are young boys and girls, hiding in the shadow of the street lamp and kissing passionately.

Xing Lie and a few people walked out of Quanjude, drunk and hazy, and they were shaking when they walked.

Nie Qianyun helped Xing Lie, looked at the other drunks around him, and waved back helplessly. The security guard outside the hotel hurriedly walked over and said respectfully.

"How can I help?"

Nie Qianyun said: "I'm looking for a few people and help me send them to the Kite Capital Hotel opposite." ”

"Okay!" The security guard hurriedly found a few people, helped Chen Weihua and Sun Jin to cross the street and enter the hotel.

Nie Qianyun helped Xing Lie sit on the rest sofa in the hall, and went to open the room again. Then the security guards were tipped a hundred dollars each, and they asked them to help bring people to their rooms.

After Chen Weihua and Sun Jin were settled, Nie Qianyun came back and dragged Xing Lie to the room and put him on the bed with all his might. She was so tired that she sat on the ground, panting for breath, sweat soaking through the clothes on her body.

After a while, Nie Qianyun stood up and looked at Xing Lie, who was sleeping like a child, his eyes became more and more gentle. Slowly lowered his head, kissed Xing Lie on the mouth, and then chuckled.

"It's all about wine!"