Tian Yongjun slowly leaned his body on the back of the chair behind him, his fingers gently flicking the tabletop, his eyes wandering.

"Any idea what he said?"

Liu Qianqian was a little anxious and asked.

"He said that Director Jiang said that my father is good and promising."

The word Yuan Yuan has long forgotten how to say it, anyway, it means good, this is his understanding.

Liu Qianjin was a little overjoyed, and he turned his head to look at Tian Yongjun.

Tian Yongjun still looked calm, with no sadness or joy on his face.

Tian Yongjun waved his hand, Tian Yuan turned around and walked out of the study, and there were only two people left in the room.

"What do you think?"

Tian Yongjun thought for a while, sat up straight, turned his head and asked Liu Qianjian.

Liu Qianqian pursed his lips, organized his language, and said slowly: "The authenticity of the matter needs to be verified. ”

Tian Yongjun frowned, noncommittal.

He understood what Liu Qianjin meant, and wanted to confirm the authenticity of what Liu Qian said to them.

First: whether the knife was bought by Liu and put in the dormitory;

Second: Liu Relative has such an uncle;

Third: if so, to what extent?

Seeing that Tian Yongjun didn't speak, Liu Qianjin took out a cigarette and handed him one, lit it for him and lit another one.

Taking a deep breath, Liu Qianqian continued: "I don't think it's a big problem, since someone is willing to take the initiative to find the door, we don't need to screen other people." ”

"What if it's true? What if the situation is false? ”

Tian Yongjun looked at the rising smoke and asked Liu Qianjin in a very slow voice.

"The situation is real, we make substitutions, the situation is false, and we continue to proceed according to the original plan."

Liu Qianjin showed a decisive battlefield at this time, and his face was even a little hideous.

After only one puff, Tian Yongjun snuffed out the cigarette in the ashtray, got up and walked to the window, and opened the closed window.

The night breeze blew in through the open window, disturbing the smoke in the room, Tian Yongjun stood quietly in front of the window, the incandescent lamp behind him illuminated the smoke brighter and brighter, and the starlight in the night in front of him seemed to be hidden in the clouds, and his eyes were dim.

Tian Yongjun is standing at the junction of light and darkness at this moment, standing between black and white.

"Stop here, don't mention it again!"

Liu Qianjin was still thinking about Director Jiang of the Municipal Party Committee at this time, and when he suddenly heard Tian Yongjun's words, he stood up from the rattan chair and was a little surprised.

He was very smart, he didn't ask why, he knew that Tian Yongjun would give him an explanation.

Tian Yongjun didn't turn around, still facing the night, and a deep voice floated into Liu Qianjian's ears.

"I believe in the words of the countryside!"

Liu Qianjin was a little confused, just because of a few words from the pastoral, do you want to give up your future? Besides, what can you deduce from a few simple words of the countryside?

"First: Liu's family conditions are very good, this is a fact, to frame Liu's home with a knife to rob, legally untenable."

Liu Qianqian wanted to distinguish, he wanted to say who stipulated that children from rich families could not be robbed?

But he didn't speak, and at this time, he had to listen, listen quietly.

"Second: Liu Zhao can come to my house to find you today, and say something like that, which shows that there is someone behind him to point out, and this person is not simple."

"Why?"

Liu Qianqian finally couldn't help it, and he asked why.

His mind is not at the same level as Tian Yongjun, and there is still a certain gap between him and this criminal police captain who has been dealing with criminals for a long time and is good at figuring out people's hearts.

"The address of my home is confidential, and no one knows it except for a few people in the criminal police team and a few people close to me."

Tian Yongjun gave an explanation.

"But this is only limited to ordinary people, for people who are not ordinary, they must know, such as "Tian Yongjun paused, "such as the director of the municipal party committee office." ”

"The director of the office of the municipal party committee has the home addresses and emergency contact information of all the personnel at and above the deputy section level."

"Are you saying that Director Jiang told him the address of your home?"

Liu Qianqian's face shrugged and changed.

"I have explained to the countryside, and I have never brought classmates home, which can be ruled out."

Tian Yongjun continued his explanation.

"Also, the intermittent words that Liu said when he apologized to you proves that he is reciting, reciting what others taught him."

Liu Qianjin suddenly remembered the words that came out of Liu Xiang's mouth - legal principles, controlled knives, and sentencing standards.

He was just a sixteen-year-old, and there was no reason for him to know so much about these things.

Cold sweat oozed from Liu Qianqian's back.

From the morning when they found the controlled knives in the school to the evening when he and Tian Yongjun plotted to frame him in the secret room, there was a gap of more than ten hours, and within these ten hours, Director Jiang had already known what had happened, and taught Liu Zhao such a method and rhetoric, which can be seen the relationship between the Liu family and Director Jiang.

Director Jiang is sparing no effort to make suggestions, maybe he didn't think that he would frame Liu Zhao, but just this attention has already made him, the director, feel like a pins and needles.

The director of the county-level city party committee office only belongs to the department level from the perspective of his position, but the person who sits in this position has the title of a member of the standing committee of the municipal party committee, which is a city-level leader, not just a simple deputy department, that is one of the most powerful eleven people in the whole Huazun.

"So what then?"

Liu Qianjin was also a little uneasy, as if he had committed a heinous case and was waiting for the verdict to be announced.

"Being able to sit at home and drink and comment on the relationship between officialdom is definitely not an ordinary relationship, so Director Jiang Fei must have a great relationship with Liu's father."

Tian Yongjun didn't turn around, still looking at the lights in the dark.

"Even if we give up Liu Zhao and frame someone else, there is already a loophole in our plan, according to Director Jiang's mind, he can quickly think of the cause and effect of everything, do you think this is a pleasant thing?"

When Liu Qianjin heard this, the sweat on his face also fell.

"So, stop this matter, you shouldn't have happened before, and don't mention it again in the future!"

Tian Yongjun's voice was still calm at the moment, but Liu Qianjin had already heard the waves in his words.

"Understood, I understood!"

Liu Qianqian wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his voice trembled a little.

"You go back first, you don't have to worry about my affairs, maybe it's not as bad as we think."

Liu Qianjin didn't speak, hesitated for a moment, but still answered softly, quietly exited the room, and closed the door.

It was only at this time that Tian Yongjun turned around, and there was no trace of frustration on his face, on the contrary, there was a trace of relief.

There is a reason why he has not mentioned it to Liu Qianqian.

Is it okay to wronged a child in his best years? When they get old, will they regret it when they recall it?

This is a war, a game of hearts and minds.

Liu Qianqian gambled that others were not for himself, and the heavens and the earth would be destroyed.

Liu Zhao gambled on the suspicion of people's hearts, the kindness of human nature, the rules of officialdom, and Tian Yongjun Liu Qianjin did not dare to communicate with Director Jiang Yun for verification.

What's the matter, are you going to slap your face openly or be sarcastic?

There are some things, everyone just keeps it in their hearts, you don't have to sell it well, I will remember, if you pick it out, it will be very boring.

Yoo won the bet.

He shifted history.

He let the young man in that flower season still grow up brilliantly in his youth, let him be as humble as dust, and turned around gorgeously in the coming storm, and then walked towards a sunny day with a warm wind.

But all this, at this moment, Liu is relatively unaware, and he must wait with anxiety until tomorrow to reveal it.

However, in a businessman's family with slightly strong financial resources and a slightly complicated relationship, Liu is relatively not very worried about himself, if he loses the bet, he also believes that his father will also use his network to protect him, because Liu Rushan really knows Director Jiang, although the relationship with him has not yet reached the level of drinking together to discuss the rights and wrongs of officialdom.

At this moment, Liu Relative has returned to his home where the lights are still dark.

He was used to this situation in his previous life, but at that time he complained a lot, secretly complaining about the irresponsibility of his parents, and free-range a child who had not yet fully grown up.

But now Liu Relative no longer has this kind of thought.

He knows the hardships of life, the reasons for his parents' efforts, and the fact that if he can't afford to struggle early and late in such a society, then sooner or later he will get up early and suffer from being greedy and late.

So all he has now is gratitude, and there is gratitude.

Opening the heavy iron door, Liu Zhao put the car in the corridor.

This is a self-built 2-storey building facing the street, which is Liu Relative's home.

In such a small county-level city where the economy has not yet developed, the surrounding area is still desolate, and the adjacent National Highway 105 is still very narrow, without any business opportunities, far from reaching the definition of prosperity, but Liu knows that in just three years, a large number of residential buildings will be built around this building, the national highway will be widened, and the real estate fever will sweep the whole city.

Ryu remembers the change fondly, because it was his first year of college, and when he returned to his hometown after half a year away, he almost thought he was in the wrong place.

Liu Ji, who was not too hungry, still put himself in bed, looking at the sparse starlight outside the window, thinking about his father's busy career now, and wondering if he could help his father develop faster with his business ideas and business operation methods in his previous life.

In the relatively immature 95 years of this market, money is still very profitable.