652. Chapter 650: Ghost Weather
Half an hour, in a modern city, there is no doubt that a big living person can run out of their imagination, and it is too late to set up control, but it is certain that Lu Congxin is definitely still in Chongqing.
Jing thought for a while and said, "The bank robbery on Jiangnan Avenue will definitely involve more than just Lu Congxin, should we go to find out from others?" Lu Congxin will definitely go and inform them that the matter is revealed. β
Zhao Shouyi immediately denied the idea of quietness.
"It's unlikely, Lu Congxin is now difficult to protect himself, how can he care about the life and death of others, besides, we don't know who is implicated, the people involved in the case, Lu Congxin and the smoker have run away."
"Didn't the SWAT team capture alive the four men who picked up the smokers at the dam last night? They don't know either? Baohua asked.
"Lu Congxin is very cunning, he has always been in one-line contact with the smoker, I'm afraid that if he is caught, others will not want to be bitten out."
After speaking, he hurriedly got into the police car, "You guys are here to help, I'll go to the traffic police team, Lu Congxin is definitely still in Chongqing, but the longer it drags on, the greater the chance of being run away by him!" β
In the office of the city government.
The guy sat there with an incredible excitement on his face, the smoke from his mouth spewing out and floating in the air, the scene was a little dreamy, but it was still almost nothing compared to what he was thinking.
Yuan Lang frowned slightly, "Mayor Quan, I didn't dream, did I?" Is there really such a good thing? β
Quan Yijia bit his lip and didn't speak for a long time, and suddenly slapped the table and stood up,
"Do you guess if the secretary resigns, who will be sent by the province to take over his job?"
Yuan Lang lowered his head and thought for a while, "I just received the news that Lu Congxin ran away, and it is impossible for the deputy secretary to straighten up, even if he is transferred to another place to straighten up, it is impossible to straighten out in Chongqing, this is the rule of officialdom, except for you, I can't think of a more suitable candidate." β
Indeed, as Yuan Lang said, as Secretary Ji and Lu Congxin had an accident, the most suitable person for the new secretary would be IKEA.
Quan Yijia did not hide the excitement in his heart, "God help me!" Zhao Shouyi is gone, and now even the old immortal surnamed Ji is gone, and after being pressed for so many years, I finally got out. β
After speaking, he quickly pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray and hurriedly walked out from behind the desk, "The Standing Committee will be convened immediately, and the provincial party committee will not be able to select people for a while and a half, and go to explore other people's habits." β
Municipal Party Committee Family Building.
Quietly looked at the sheet hanging outside the window, dragged it in and threw it on the ground, hesitated to take out his mobile phone, and wanted to call Zhao Shouyi to ask about the progress of the matter, but I don't know how the ghost made a mistake, and actually called Zhang Han's mobile phone, but he didn't hang up.
The earpiece rang a few times, and there was a sleepy, lazy and somewhat casual voice.
"Hey...... Who disturbs me sleeping. β
"Zhang Han, it's me, quiet ......"
Zhang Han took the phone and turned over with his left arm and jumped up quickly, but he didn't know if the silk sheets were too slippery, or he had just woken up and had no strength, so he almost fell to death.
Struggled to lie down again, and said to Jingjing, "You just woke up and you called me, and I almost fell to my death, say, what's the matter." β
quietly organized the language, and narrated the matter to Zhang Han as it was,
"Lu Congxin's whereabouts are unknown now, you say he won't really run out of Chongqing, right?"
Zhang Han sat up, picked up the cigarette next to the pillow and lit one, "Don't worry, this kind of trivial matter is still difficult for Zhao Shouyi, give him some time and he will definitely be able to get it done." β
"Then you ......"
"What's wrong with me?"
Quietly, "Didn't you say you were leaving Chongqing?" I thought you were gone. β
Zhang Han smiled, he knew that the quiet call was definitely not purely for Lu Congxin.
"Well, wake up, wash your face, eat and leave."
There was silence on the phone, and she didn't know what to say, and finally hung up the phone after listening to Zhang Han's breathing, she knew that she was too naΓ―ve, some ideas were simply fantasy, and more importantly, the two of them knew almost nothing about each other.
There were a few beeps in the earpiece, Zhang Han hung up and got out of bed, and then there was a sound outside the door.
"Dangdangdang...... Second young master, get up to eat, don't you feel hot when the sun is shining? β
Zhang Han pulled the curtain and saw that it was cloudy outside, and it was raining.
"Damn, where did the sun come from?"
Chongqing, known as Bayu in ancient times, is also known as the mountain city or fog capital, all because of Chongqing's abundant rainfall throughout the year. The main climatic characteristics of Chongqing can be summarized as follows: warm winter and early spring, hot summer and cool autumn, four distinct seasons, long frost-free period, humid air, abundant precipitation, weak solar radiation, short sunshine time, cloudy fog, less frost and snow, light, temperature and water in the same season, three-dimensional climate is significant, climate resources are abundant, and meteorological disasters are frequent. If you don't particularly hate cloudy and rainy people, then this is definitely a good place to go.
Therefore, since Zhang Han came to Chongqing, he has not encountered a few sunny days, but he has not encountered foggy weather, because the recent fog has been dispersed when the sun rises, and only when it encounters cloudy days and very humid weather will there be a long-lasting dense fog.
Zhang Han opened the door and saw Chen Peng standing at the door, and actually changed his clothes, which was a tattered jacket, with pudding in some places, all worn out.
Zhang Han did not shy away from standing at the door in big pants and looked at Chen Peng, "How many times have I told you, don't go to the street to grab things from the beggars for dinner, you will be laughed at by the brothers." β
Chen Peng immediately turned his face and said angrily,
"Second young master, this is just you pouting your ass and looking at people, you have no beads! This is a serious big-name fashion, deliberately made like this, this is called Kama Fan, do you understand you, really. β
Zhang Han squinted his eyes again and carefully looked at Chen Peng's clothes, and scolded, "It's really kicked in the brain by a donkey, I don't wear good clothes, I have to make a hole to make up for it when it's old, what kind of aunt Fan, I also pay him Uncle Fan." β
Chen Peng pouted, "Second young master, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand, it's 'Kama' Fan, clean up quickly, let's go to the restaurant for dinner." β
Zhang Han nodded, "You go first, I'll put my pants on." β
It happened that at this time, a waiter with a dining cart in his hand walked by at the door, and he didn't know where to deliver the food, and he looked at Zhang Han standing at the door wearing big pants with strange eyes, and couldn't help laughing.
Chen Peng shook his head, "Alas...... Lose face. β
Zhang Han didn't care about turning around and going in, hooked his heel and closed the door, and after a few minutes, he washed his face, his clothes were already on, and he had a cigarette in his mouth, and saw a waiter walking up and asked,
"Hello, where is the restaurant?"
The waiter, who was about twenty-six or seventeen years old, smiled at Zhang Han, "Please follow me." β
Took Zhang Han out of the luxury suite on the twenty-sixth floor, went around from Area C to the other side of the building, opened a door and bowed.
"Please come in."