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Zhang Wei walked into the private room alone, and there was a young man about the same age as Zhang Wei sitting in the room, if he looked at his dress, he didn't look like a person with a high social status, and he didn't even have time to change the suit he wore to work. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Hehe, wait a long time, right?" Zhang Wei asked with a smile.

"I didn't have to wait long, I just came in!When did you come back?" the young man stood up, hugged Zhang Wei very familiarly, and asked.

"I've just come back, sit down and talk!" Zhang Wei took out a cigarette from his pocket and beckoned the young man to sit down.

"I didn't understand what you told me on the phone last time, so tell me more!" the young man asked casually, taking a puff of cigarette, taking the mixed wine, pouring two glasses.

"Well, it's not easy to say this, it's not difficult to say it, we have known each other since we were children, and after so many years of relationship, no one can pit you, I'll tell you about the stakes, you think about it carefully!" Zhang Wei picked up his wine glass and said to the young man: "Come, I respect you!"

"Hehe,, you better talk about things first!" Although the young man said this, he still picked up the wine glass, touched it with Zhang Wei, and drank it all with his neck up.

"That's ......!" Zhang Wei organized the language, then looked at the young man and began to talk in a low voice.

......

SP City, the original match of the Hongtao family, the old Song of the former H City, has been transferred to SP to serve as the secretary of the municipal party committee, this is the last term, and he is facing retirement after finishing his work.

Although Lao Song is a little old, his work ability is still very efficient. He has not been in good health in recent years, and he doesn't dare to stay up late, and after dealing with work during the day, he pushes everything he can at night.

In the evening, in the city hotel, Lao Song drank sticky gruel, ate steamed buns and pickles, and watched the news broadcast.

"Tick Bell!"

The landline phone on the desktop rang, Lao Song frowned, put down his chopsticks and picked it up.

"What's the matter, so late?" asked Old Song.

"Beijing Ministry of Public Security, Li Hongcai's phone number, do you see it transferred in?" the secretary asked softly.

“...... Okay!" Old Song was silent for a moment, then took the phone and agreed.

"Hey, Old Song!" Li Hongcai's voice sounded a few seconds later.

"Hehe, hello, Lao Li!" Lao Song lowered the voice of the TV and said hello.

"Do your homework for the sake of ideological progress?" asked Lao Li teasingly.

"Haha, no, I'm filling my stomach for socialist progress!" Old Song suddenly laughed.

"How do you feel about changing the environment?!"

"Hehe, what can you do, the eight-character policy, correct attitude, and rest assured!" Secretary Song said lightly.

"A little emotional?" asked Lao Li tentatively.

"It's all said to have a correct attitude, where is there still emotion, I didn't get to Chongqing's side, what is not satisfied!" Lao Song replied lightly.

"Well, too!" Lao Li was silent for a moment and replied.

"You were a little caught off guard by this call, hehe!"

Lao Song scratched his eyebrows and said slowly.

"It's really a bit of a problem!" Lao Li said.

"You say!"

"The ministry has set up a task force! I was originally involved, but after a meeting today, I found an excuse to quit!" Lao Li nodded euphemistically.

“....... Name names?" Old Song was stunned for a moment, his face changed, and he opened his mouth to ask.

"Not really, but it's strong!!"

"What is the attitude of the ministry?" asked Lao Song as he took out the medicine box under the coffee table and rubbed his thighs with his palms.

"The provincial level is a hurdle!"

“.. Lao Song instantly leaned on the back of the sofa, was silent for a long time, and spoke.

"Well, I can make this call this time, and I won't move around anymore from the task force!" Lao Li instructed.

"I see!"

"Prepare early!"

"Got it!"

Saying that, the two hung up the phone, Lao Song leaned back on the sofa, slowly unscrewed a medicine bottle, stuffed it into his mouth, and swallowed it with saliva.

Li Hongcai's phone call today, Lao Song already understood very well that the Ministry of Public Security had set up a special case team, and its attitude was very serious, and it wanted to study something in depth.

Why did he call himself? What was the thing he was studying? Why did Li Hongcai join the task force and then withdraw on his own? What was the problem?

These questions only passed in Lao Song's head, and he already had the answers, his original partner was targeted, and there was a sudden batch of them above, Li Hongcai couldn't do it, so he simply ignored it.

I just got up and down!

At the provincial level, it's another hurdle!

Where is the way out?

Thinking of this, Lao Song dialed the phone number of the middle-aged man in the nursing home.

......

H city, clumsy and slow shaking.

Zhang Wei and the young man were drinking foreign wine in the private room, talking in a whisper, and soon forty minutes passed, and the two chatted almost and were ready to leave.

"Bang dang!"

At this moment, the door was rudely pushed open, Li Ying covered the top of her bleeding head, and rushed in with a bright red upper body.

"Huh!"

Zhang Wei looked up, was stunned, stood up and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Your brother... Your brother, you're fighting with someone!" Li Ying didn't have too much fear on his face, and said with a sigh of relief.

"Is there a fight? So what are you doing?" Zhang Wei was stunned for a long time and asked.

"Oh, don't say it, I stood in the middle and stopped, I don't know who hit me with a wine bottle!" Li Ying waved her little hand and dragged Zhang Wei out.

The young man looked at the two people who went out, paused slightly, and did not go out, but sent a text message to Zhang Wei: "I'll go first, call us!"

......

At the door of the slow shake bar, Xiaowen took a few fox friends and dogs, all like blood gourds, full of beer foam and blood, and they were gathering together to say something.

"What's going on???" Zhang Wei and Li Ying ran out, frowning and asking a few people.

“....... It's a with someone!" Xiaowen was cut by the beer bottle behind his ears, and the skin was turned outward, which was quite scary to look at.

"Because of what?" Zhang Wei asked, looking up.

"Yinzi, just now in the toilet "selling ice", a kid came over and had to buy some, Yinzi still had a little to sell him, who knew that JB this idiot, rock sugar mixed too much, people smoked the taste wrong, there was no energy at all, so they were anxious!! Hula more than a dozen people, come down and give us a beating!" Xiaowen said while wiping the blood.

"It's easy to beat you to death!!" Zhang Wei stood in place, trembling angrily, scolding succinctly, and was about to take Li Ying to the hospital first, ignoring the others at all.

"What's the matter, Xiaowen, are you going to do it, I'm going to find someone to fix him?" asked Yinzi when he looked up at Xiaowen.

Do you know who he is? His name is Yao Zhuo, the criminal police team! Why are you doing this? He didn't get you into this because he was selling ice, even if he drank too much!!You still have to fix him, are you crazy?" Xiaowen looked at Yinzi irritably and scolded him, and then pointed at him and said, "You hurry up and call to make some money! I'm still bleeding from my head!"

"Step...!"

At this moment, Zhang Wei suddenly stopped, turned his head to Xiaowen and asked, "What do you say his name is?"

"Yinzi!" Xiaowen replied angrily.

"What did I say was the one who beat you???" Zhang Wei asked again with a glare.

"Yao Zhuo, what's wrong?"

"!" Zhang Wei gritted his teeth and scolded, let go of Li Ying's hand, didn't say a word, turned his head and walked in the door of the hall again.