The next day, at seven o'clock in the morning.

Outside the planning area of Fengshan Town, Uncle Tong rode a dilapidated bicycle while holding the phone and said: "Zeng Guoxing, this bastard has been masturbated?! Then who is going to communicate with Dingfeng Company now? Fuck, Zeng Guoxing, this bastard doesn't do anything practical, he drinks with the people of Dingfeng Group every day, and he doesn't even know that they spent a month emptying this place, and he still sings about it on the table all day long and drinks depth charges with other people! Fuck him, he doesn't know how many villagers have paid their money!"

Riding and scolding along the way, Uncle Tong quickly rushed to the side of the planning area, and before he could stop, he saw at least more than 200 villagers, gathering together to chat.

"Be a long one!"

Uncle Tong got off the bike, pushed the bicycle over with white hair and panting.

"Hey, the old boy is here!"

"Uncle Tong!"

"Secretary!"

“……！”

When everyone saw the old boy, they greeted each other and unconsciously gathered around.

"Secretary, is this Dingfeng Group running away?!"

"yes, why is the construction site all stopped?"

"They're going to run away, so what about the money we raised and handed over, and what about their occupation of our land?"

"Secretary, you called on us to raise funds and buy shares, you have to call the shots for us!"

“……！”

As soon as the people came up, they immediately asked Uncle Tong in a gossipy manner.

"Everyone, be quiet, ......!" Uncle Tong waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet.

"Buzz!"

As soon as the words fell, two police cars from the procuratorate drove in at the main entrance of the planning area.

"Brush!"

The crowd looked back.

"Bang dang, bang dang!"

The two cars stopped side by side, and then six or seven people walked down from the car and directly surrounded Uncle Tong.

"Who are you?" said Uncle Tong stood in front of the villagers and greeted everyone.

"We are from the Municipal People's Procuratorate, this is the certificate!" After the leading young man showed his certificate, he said succinctly: "Your name is Tong Dehai, right?"

"Yes!"

"Okay, then you can come with us, you have been summoned by the procuratorate. ”

"What?" Uncle Tong asked with a look of astonishment, "What are you summoning me for?"

"You'll know when you go!"

When the words fell, the villagers looked at each other and there was an uproar, and a deafening discussion broke out in an instant.

"Secretary Li Shouquan of Dayoufang Village, do you know him? Do you know where his family is?" asked the procuratorate as he took Uncle Tong away.

"Yes!"

"Okay, you can take us over!" The people from the procuratorate got into the car with Uncle Tong in their hands.

……

Ji L City.

Fan Yao, who did not go to work today due to illness, stood next to the desk in the study at home, holding a brush with her left hand behind her back and her right hand, bending over to write on rice paper.

Four years ago.

Fan Yao just became deputy mayor, but because of the influence of a senior official in a province, he lost the opportunity to continue to rise, and his political career was announced to be dead at that moment, and in the same year, Fan Yao divorced his wife and gave up custody of his children.

Over the years, there have been countless rumors outside that Fan Yao will have an accident sooner or later, just depending on what official mouth it will be in and when major personnel changes will occur in the province, but four years have passed, although Fan Yao has not been promoted, the position of deputy mayor is still there, and he has also taken up the big project of attracting investment to close the mountain town.

After leading the work of attracting investment in Fengshan Town, many people thought that Fan Yao's political life was full of vitality again, but they never expected that the Fengshan Town project would collapse in less than a year, and Fan Yao's prospects seemed to be very clear......

"Di Lingling!"

As soon as the words on the paper were written, Fan Yao's mobile phone rang.

"Hello?"

"......!" the other party did not reply.

"Hehe, Lao Chen?" Fan Yao smiled and asked.

"In the end, I fought for it, but ......!" Secretary Chen said halfway through.

"Didn't I already foresee this result the day I took on this matter?" Fan Yao frowned and replied: "You don't need to waste your right to speak for me! Accumulate strength and finish what you need to do!"

"Old Fan......!" Secretary Chen's voice trembled.

"If you're not calm, I'll hang up!" Fan Yao frowned slightly.

"Old Fan!" Secretary Chen shouted again.

"I hope my ending can really allow you to fulfill our ideals!" Fan Yao sighed and hung up the phone decisively.

A few minutes later, Fan Yao took out a photo of him, Chen Xuefeng, his father, and Secretary Chen from the bookcase, and after carefully scanning it, he took the photo out of the frame.

"Poof!"

Sitting on a solid wooden chair, Fan Yao stroked her silver hair, looked at the photo, and said while smoking: "Everyone outside thinks that my political life is ...... It was you who ended up thinking that we were a politically hostile relationship...... But they don't know that we are best friends...... If not you go to North J...... Four years ago...... I'm done. ”

After a sigh, Fan Yao burned the photo.

Twenty minutes later, the people from the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection took the lead in coming to the door, and Fan Yao calmly changed his clothes with neat movements.

"Do your best to benefit one party!"

The person in charge of the Commission for Discipline Inspection glanced at the words on Fan Yao's desk, and immediately teased with his back: "The Fengshan Town project has lost more than 200 million yuan in an instant, you are doing your best?!"

"I take my responsibility. Fan Yao replied very indifferently, and took the initiative to urge: "Let's go!"

……

In the car to somewhere in the south.

The girlfriend put her arms around Fu Haicheng's waist and said softly, "What are you looking at sneakily?

"Is your relative's house safe!?"

"Don't worry, no one lives in his house, and I have already told my aunt. The girlfriend replied with a smile.

"Oh!"

Fu Haicheng looked out of the car and nodded uncomfortably.

……

Incense G.

"Hey?!" Xiao Er picked up the phone in the hotel.

"That one ran away!" Zhao Wu said.

"Won't I let you keep an eye on it?" Xiao Er suddenly replied irritably.

“…… We just came back, and the person you arranged before didn't understand it!"

"Find it now, quickly!" Xiao Er urged.

……

Inside the Public Prosecutor's Office.

"Prosecutor General, Fu Haicheng has run away!" said a young and middle-aged man.

"How many does he have?" asked the Attorney General looking back.

"More than 40 million!"

"Carefully investigate his network and start arresting!" The chief prosecutor asked again as he walked forward, "How is Tong Dehai's trial?"

"This person is very cunning and difficult to entangle!" the middle-aged man replied very seriously after thinking carefully for a long time.

……

Interrogation room.

"Say, you helped Dingfeng Group raise such a huge amount of funds in Xingwang Village, how many kickbacks did they give you, and in what way!" the interrogating prosecutor frowned and scolded.

"I didn't confiscate the kickback!" Uncle Tong replied very seriously while wearing handcuffs.

"Bang!"

"Still quibbling!" the prosecutor shouted: "You haven't taken a kickback, how can you help Dingfeng raise funds?

"I just want the people in the village to have a good life. Uncle Tong's cloudy eyes were as clear as a spring at the moment, and he responded very seriously.

"Bang!"

The procuratorate slapped the table again and shouted in complete disbelief: "You are so dishonest!"

……

At the same time, Zhao Wu urgently contacted Tang Chuan, Brother Mang and others, and asked them to bring guns and come out immediately to do errands.

……

In a certain city of River B, Xiao Chao and Li Jiulong, who died in Qinghai, were sitting in a song and whispering.

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