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Walking in the cool night fog, there was no taxi for half a day, and my feet were a little numb.

"It's hard to be a little detective." Vincent cursed hatefully, subconsciously touched his chest, there was no smoke there, so he sighed again, and a patrol police car drove over in front.

He waved his hand to stop the car, showed his ID to the novice in front of the steering wheel, and ordered him to drive the car to the first police station. I know that it is a violation of discipline to do so, but I can take care of him!

It's late at night, he has to call him back, Luo Wenqian must have fallen asleep at home.

The city of Wahulan is a hereditary political system, and every ruler is called Wahulan.

In the office of the mayor on the fourth floor of the town hall building, the mayor of the city, Mr. Wahulan, was receiving a distinguished guest from Kagat, Herbert.

That's the name on the black paper.

"You don't know why you're here this time?" Mayor Vahulan is a stout, middle-aged man who has worked for thirty years to take over the city, but if he wants to make a career in politics and become a regular visitor to the Blue House like his brothers, he should know more about the people around the president.

For example, the slender and noble-looking blonde man in front of him, so he looks particularly attentive today.

"The Department of Justice has heard some bad news lately, some people saying that there is a lot of illegal trade in our prisons in our country." Xia Chenghao's face was very heavy, his blue eyes were gloomy, and his voice was extremely low. "It's so serious that it has already affected the international image."

"Deal?" Mayor Wahulan was shocked. The development of the city is inseparable from the two illegal transactions. Especially with that deal he made a few years ago.

The first occurred two centuries ago, when Brilina became the capital of the city due to a crucial vote in the battle for the state capital, and in return the city was allowed to build a university and a prison here, the city council at that time was sensitively aware of the nature of human nature and that prisons would be a new industry, and everyone unanimously chose to prioritize the construction of prisons.

Today, two centuries later, it is home to eleven of the state's thirty prisons. It plays a pivotal role in the cause of correctional in the state. The mayor shook his head secretly in his heart, it shouldn't be this, his heart is getting tighter and tighter, it must be because of another matter.

Fifteen years ago, when Mayor Wahulan was just a high school student, one of his older brothers worked for the Federal Penitentiary Department, and during a conversation he learned that the federal government was looking for a university that could be converted into a prison, and Wahulan knew that there happened to be a depressed building in the city.

It was a good opportunity for him to get a real estate license with his father's support, and then immediately went to negotiate the price. It was agreed that he would have full authority to dispose of the building within two months. After a year of empty gloves for the White Wolf, this is finally the new location of the federal penitentiary.

Wahulan also became the richest man in the city. It has lived up to the name and the fame of the family.

The blonde man nodded emphatically, his face gloomy.

"Yes! Trade! So some people say so. For the city, prison means just one thing, and that's money. Mayor Vahulan laughed, but the muscles on his face stiffened a little, and he thought he had told a good joke, but it seemed that Herbert did not mean to let him go at all.

Wahuolan suddenly let out a long sigh and said with a sad face: "This place used to be prosperous for a while, but all the minerals that could be mined half a world ago have been harvested, and the people in the city can't stand the poor life, and those who can walk have gone out to make a living. Fortunately, at that time, our Wahulan family never gave up and kept fighting upward, so the government chose the new site of the prison here, and Wahulan City regained its vitality. ”

"I know this, the daily salary of the guards here is tens of thousands, and there are still a lot of related facilities to be built every year, and the federal government allocates at least 50 million a year here, but I don't mean this." Xia Chenghao continued, "What we are going to talk about today is a large number of illegal transactions. ”

He said it again, and this sentence made the back of Mayor Wahulan fall into a cold sweat, and he began to recall how many people secretly collected their own money back then, and how many people did not receive their own money.

"What's wrong with you?" Xia Chenghao seemed to see that his soul was not reluctant, and suddenly asked.

"What is the deal you are talking about? Can you be more specific? The mayor cautiously asked the middle-aged man who was looking at him, as if he felt that Herbert's purpose was not simple.

"Violence." Xia Chenghao gently spit out a word.

Vahulan breathed a sigh of relief, the city's prison district did not cause social resentment in this regard, or the entire federal prison system thought that such a thing was normal.

"What do you hear?" Wahuran asked, his face becoming serious.

"There's a lot of violence in prisons." Xia Chenghao said, then lowered his head and took out a newspaper from the delicate high-level briefcase and put it on the table, "The Ministry of Justice has launched an investigation into this, and we are ready to start with you, after all, this is a federal correctional center." ”

Vahulan picked up the newspaper, a copy of the Yarman Times that came out the day before yesterday, and the second full page was a survey of the current state of prisons in the Mada Federation, written by a woman named Gilbert.

"How does it feel?" Xia Chenghao asked lightly.

Wahuolan has a difficult face, so he doesn't have time to prepare, shouldn't he say hello to some of the people below and let those damn guys keep their mouths shut and don't talk nonsense.

"Of course, there's another thing." Xia Chenghao said, "I still have to meet a few prisoners, and I have some information to verify with them." ”

"Which ones?" Vahuran asked.

"One of them is Ning Zhiyuan, who should have been sent here a few days ago, and the other is Leopold, who was imprisoned a few years ago." Xia Chenghao hesitated for a moment, and then continued, "Maybe I should do the first thing first." ”

"It's okay, you can go see these two people first and arrange for someone to accompany you." Wahuolan stared at Xia Chenghao tightly, how much she wished that she had time to prepare, if the man in front of her went to see Ning Zhiyuan, then there would be at least half a day here.

For a person who takes money to talk about things, half a day can do a lot of things, and it took only one day for God to create all things, and half a day for Mr. Vahulan to silence a group of people should be enough.

Xia Chenghao nodded, reached out and picked up the newspaper, folded it, and put it in his briefcase.

In the Will Air Energy off-road vehicle, Wahuolan drove it himself, and Xia Chenghao sat next to him without saying a word.

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, and it must be better! (To be continued.) )