Chapter 765: Hatred is unsettled

Wang Zhendong died, two shots hit the forehead, and one of his two bodyguards was shot in the head.

Xu Qing was now sitting at the computer in the room, frowning at the picture on the screen, he was now hesitating whether to hand over the two discs, to whom? These two CDs are like hot potatoes, handing them over will inevitably cause an uproar, politics is a bottle of old wine, some people are happy to indulge in it, some people are drunk and avoid it, he is the latter.

It wasn't until a hurried knock on the door disrupted his thoughts that Xu Qing came back to his senses and quickly put away the disc, reached out and wiped it on his face, took off the mask and put it in his pocket, walked over and opened the door.

Standing at the door was an acquaintance, Du Feng, the director of the Jiangcheng City Public Security Bureau, and there were two policemen with serious faces standing beside him, but when they saw that it was Xu Qing who opened the door, their expressions changed suddenly.

Du Feng glanced at the room and said in a low voice, "Why are you here?" "It's a reluctant question, as if there's nothing to talk about.

Xu Qing smiled and asked rhetorically, "Why can't I be here?" Du Feng was speechless for a while, and paused for more than five seconds before saying: "Ten minutes ago, three people died in room 2016, all of them were shot, did you hear any special sounds here?" ”

"2016?" Xu Qing's heart was shocked, he only came back from Wang Zhendong's room ten minutes ago, he didn't expect them to meet the king of Hades so soon, this thing was really surprising.

"I went to room 2016 just now, and those three guys were still alive and kicking at the time, and the murder had nothing to do with me." Xu Qing didn't deny it, after speaking, he turned around and walked to the computer desk and sat down, he didn't have a bad feeling for a principled figure like Du Feng, but he didn't have a good impression either, so he simply opened the door and let them toss.

Du Feng glanced at the police officers beside him and asked them to leave first, this kid's identity is special, even if he asks questions, it is not suitable for too many people to be present.

Xu Qingren sat at the computer desk, his eyes passed through the wall and quickly swept through the 2016 room, the bodies of the three were lying on the ground, and there were two forensic doctors buried their heads in the scene to extract evidence, the killer left few clues, but the fingerprints and footprints left by Xiao Xu were all over the room, which is why he would admit that he had been to the room very honestly.

Du Feng moved a chair and sat next to Xu Qing, and said in a low voice: "I think you should know who the murderer is, a lot of things have happened in Jiangcheng in the past two days." ”

Xu Qing didn't intend to hide it, so he simply explained the cause and effect of the incident roughly, only omitting the two CDs, as a city public security bureau chief Du Feng needs to know this.

After listening to Xu Qing's words, Du Feng sorted out the series of criminal cases that happened in the past two days, the cause of everything is controlled by someone behind the scenes, but it involves too much blood and interests after development, as if someone is playing chess, the Youth League is a pawn, as a quick knife to sweep the underground forces in the three southeastern provinces, as for what black gentlemen and the like are just small branches born out of the side.

As for the killed Wang Zhendong and others, they are just cannon fodder at all, and no one will look at them when they die. It's just that for Xu Qing, he died and left behind something entangled, two discs that can affect the results of the general election at the end of the month......

Far away in a courtyard in the easternmost part of Nanchizi Street in Beijing, today can be described as a day of old men's gathering, a large dining table is sitting around a vote of six old men, among which there is a bit of Cangpai Yang Ligong, the Holy Blade Phantom Zun, Fengzun, and a thin old man wearing a black windbreaker and a top hat, and an old Taoist priest with a bun on his head.

Jiang Bangzheng, who was sitting on the main seat in a suit and leather shoes, his original gray hair had all been dyed black, and he couldn't even see the roots of his white hair, and his face was filled with a warm smile, and he was about to reach the peak of his long-awaited political career next week.

Two guards brought wine glasses and two bottles of cellar old wine, Jiang Bangzheng personally opened the seal and poured the wine, the wine lid was opened, and a rich and mellow wine aroma wafted out from the mouth of the bottle, and quickly spread in the air.

Jiang Bangzheng smiled and motioned to the guards to divide the wine glasses to the five elders, and he took a glass of wine and toasted humbly: "These two bottles of wine are the champion red buried by Jiang on the first day of his career. ”

The five old men got up and raised their glasses, and the six two or two glasses clattered, and they raised their necks to drink all the wine in the cups. Everyone praised the good wine, and when they sat down, they still looked unsatisfied.

Jiang Bangzheng asked the guard to fill another cup for the five elders, and said with a smile: "There are still three days, and once the time is over, Jiang Mou will ask you to change places to have a good time, and then you will not get drunk and have no home." ”

The four elders nodded in unison, the wrinkles at the corners of their eyes smiled into wild daisies, and only Yang Ligong's face sank like water, and he took a sip of the wine glass to his lips, but he seemed to taste a little sour, and he couldn't help frowning.

This subtle movement was seen by Jiang Bangzheng, and his eyelids narrowed and smiled: "Gong Li, this wine has some taste?" ”

"Alas!" Yang Ligong sighed lightly: "Wine is fine wine, and the old man has a hidden thing in his heart, and it tastes a little sour when he drinks it." ”

Jiang Bangzheng's eyelids narrowed again, and said with a smile: "You and I have known each other for more than 30 years, and there are not many things that can make Li Gong worry in my impression, so while my old friends are here, just say it and listen to it." As he spoke, a line of eyes couldn't help but flash to Yang Ligong's eyes, as if hinting that he should not continue.

Yang Ligong looked down at the amber liquid in the cup, didn't pay attention to Jiang Bangzheng's suggestive eyes at all, suddenly put the rim of the cup to his lips, raised his head and drank the wine dry, and said in a deep voice: "At the beginning, I asked my grandson Yang Fan to join the dragon tooth training, but I didn't expect to end up with no bones, my stupid son is crazy all day long and shouts for revenge, which is really annoying and heart-wrenching!" ”

Jiang Bangzheng's eyes widened, and he said lightly: "Don't worry, Gong Li, Jiang has not forgotten this matter, and he will naturally give you justice when the time comes." ”

Yang Ligong's five fingers moved, the wine glass snapped and became crumpled into pieces, he clenched his teeth, and said hatefully: "What is justice? The old thing in the Holy Martial Hall is fair, my good grandson eats the consequences, the old man can't swallow this breath, and today I ask Secretary Jiang to get an idea for the old man! ”