Everyone knows that there are many people in the Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection who want to do Yin Dongxin this time, such as the "old ginger".

I don't know how many others are hidden in the shadows, so even if they know that there is something else, no one dares to intervene.

But Meng Yuan took the initiative to take this hot potato, could it be Secretary Zhong's meaning?

That's even more interesting......

Both of them had some ideas in their hearts, but they didn't dare to put them on the table to talk about it.

If Meng Yuan really has a relationship with Secretary Zhong, then they will let him play this time, not obstructing or helping.

Of course, Meng Yuan didn't know what the two leaders of the Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection were thinking. At this moment, he and the members of the second group had already arrived at the place where the Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection was responsible for supervising the people involved in the case.

It is a small building on the outskirts of the city, with a total of three floors.

Each floor is a single room, a bit like a student dormitory. This is where Yoon Dong-shin was held.

Meng Yuan took out his documents and said to the comrades in charge of detention at the door: "We are members of the second group of the Economic Supervision Office, this is my certificate, and now we are responsible for Yin Dongxin's case, we need to meet the parties!" ”

Both of them are a little suspicious, haven't you heard of this?

In this group of people, there is not a single familiar face, it will not be ......

During the extraordinary period, the person in charge of supervision did not dare to make decisions without authorization, so he hurriedly called the above and got a positive reply from Su Mingshan before he was released.

Coming to the third floor, Meng Yuan noticed that there seemed to be only Yin Dongxin imprisoned on this floor.

The moment he pushed the door open, Meng Yuan's mood also became nervous.

In his previous life, Yin Dongxin was not yet forty years old when he had an accident, and he was forty-seven years old when he was rehabilitated.

You know, even if a butterfly flapps its wings, it may cause an earthquake or tsunami.

But since it has been encountered, do you want to let innocent people suffer injustice?

Meng Yuan thought of his previous life, holding the poison in his hand, and ending up with hatred, and immediately denied it.

Do unto others as you would have them do unto you!

In any case, since fate has brought us together, I will never sit idly by!

Meng Yuan never claims to be a teacher of justice, he also has his own limitations and weaknesses, but in this life, he will definitely not be as cowardly as in his previous life.

Taking a deep breath, Meng Yuan stepped into Yin Dongxin's house.

The room was neat, but Yin Dongxin looked quite haggard, his face was dark yellow, and his eyes were bloodshot. Even the hair looked quite greasy, and there was something indescribable about the smell in the room.

Here, let alone taking a bath, I'm afraid you won't even be able to eat.

In fact, Yin Dongxin has not rested for three days, and the method used by these people against him is very simple, that is, fatigue interrogation, if it weren't for his psychological quality is acceptable, he would have confessed a long time ago.

Yin Dongxin knew that once he bowed his head, what awaited him would be countless days of stepping on the sewing machine.

If it was true, he wouldn't argue, but now, it's all framed, and there is an invisible net behind it, once he falls, the next person to be put into the net is the people around him.

Even if Yin Dongxin understood that this was a conspiracy, it would be too late.

He felt that he could die suddenly at any time, and maybe this was the best ending.

In the past three days and three nights, he had the idea of giving up countless times, but when he thought that his daughter, who had just entered junior high school, might be infamous for a lifetime, he gritted his teeth and persevered!

You can't give up until the last minute!

As time passed, despair gradually enveloped Yin Dongxin, and a terrible conjecture haunted Yin Dongxin's head: maybe the above had given up on him......

Just when Yin Dongxin's thoughts were confused, the door was pushed open.

A group of young people came in that they had never seen before.

It's just a different group of interrogators. The rounds of torture in the past few days have made Yin Dongxin look more than ten years old, and gray hair has come out of his sideburns.

Meng Yuan walked in the front, and was naturally the first to observe the person in the room.

All sharp objects in the room were taken away, chopsticks and knives were gone, and the only thing on the table was a paper cup.

There is an anti-theft net outside the window, so you can only go out through the door.

"Hello, Secretary General Yin."

Hearing this, Yin Dongxin was stunned, and they all came in, and for the first time, someone called him the secretary general!

His gaze swept over the five people in front of him, they were not Yu Qianren!

The accent is not, and the face is not like it!

A flash of joy flashed in Yin Dong's confidence, could it be that someone was sent from above?

His whole person instantly became energetic: "Don't dare to be, I'm like this, don't call me the secretary general." Excuse me, ...... you guys?"

Meng Yuan casually pulled a stool over, An Yang stood behind Meng Yuan, and the rest of the people were a little resistant to the smell of the house, and they all stood in the corridor at the door.

"My name is Meng Yuan, the leader of the second team of the Economic Supervision Office, and I am responsible for investigating your case this time. Please cooperate with our investigation, we will not wronged a good person, let alone let go of any bad person! ”

Meng Yuan deliberately aggravated the word "wronged", he knew in his heart that there was likely to be a camera in this room.

Anyang is no longer surprised by this way of staying up late for interrogation, and he doesn't care at all. The other three were seeing this scene for the first time, and their feelings were somewhat complicated.

Yin Dongxin suddenly felt a beam of light in front of him, these young people were so kind.

"Economic Supervision Office? How come I haven't heard of ......" Yoon Dongxin's thinking is returning little by little, which is his first question.

"We are a department that has just been established under the instructions of the central government, and all members are selected from all over the country. It can be guaranteed to the greatest extent that the law enforcement is fair! ”

Law enforcement is fair!

When Yin Dongxin heard these four words, it was like a heavenly sound.

Anyway, he saw hope!

"Team Leader Meng, I will cooperate with your work well, if there is anything you want to ask, just ask."

Yin Dongxin has not been the secretary general for a day or two, and his political wisdom is not low, so he naturally understands what kind of role the supervision office under the instructions of the central government is.

If there is still hope this time, it must be this inspectorate......

"Comrade Yin Dongxin, please explain, where is the source of the one million cash hidden in the floor of the house?"

Meng Yuan pressed the recorder in his pocket while asking, and An Yang, who was behind him, also took out a notebook and began to record.

The others listened carefully with their ears pricked up, the only special one was Wei Tian, who snorted with some disdain, and then took out a cigarette from his pocket, feeling that Meng Yuan was doing useless work and wasting everyone's time.

This is the interrogation, and the only chance.

Yin Dong knew in his confidence, and he said in a calm tone as much as possible: "I don't know. I've said it many times, I didn't know there was money under the floor, you think, if you were 120,000, you might stay at home, so much money at home, how stupid it would be! This must be a deliberate planting! ”

At the door, Jin Guangwen interjected and asked, "Someone?" Who do you think this person might be? ”