Crazy, you call it a prosecutor

Chapter 254 Script II Cold War

(The dog died, the whole world celebrated, and the female reporter bid farewell with tears.)
after an hour.

Hong Yonghao walked out of the Great Prosecutor's Office with great emotion.
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Time flies.

In the blink of an eye, the lights in the minister's office went on and off.

Li Zaihua didn't go to the Jingluo Peninsula restaurant, which would easily arouse Luo Jinghua's suspicion.

At the same time, it can use Luo Jinghua's background to confuse Zheng Chengzhe and Kim Jong-woo.
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Yiyuan Cave, Jingluo Peninsula Restaurant.

The arrival of Kim Jong-woo and Zheng Chengzhe alarmed the owner of the restaurant.

Luo Jinghua entertained them in person, and by the way, made friends.

"Chairman Jin, Interpreter Zheng, we haven't seen each other for almost three months since the last banquet!"

At this time, Kim Jong-woo was very vigilant, and everyone looked like a bad guy.

He knew Luo Jinghua's background, and his heart moved, so he didn't need to frown secretly, could it be that person was also involved?

But after thinking about it, everyone has no grievances or enmity, and the other party's industry does not involve real estate development, so there is no need to offend yourself.

"President Luo, I heard from other people that President Lin is ill. Is it true?"

Luo Jinghua said without hesitation: "That's right, the president is recovering very well and is currently recuperating."

Kim Jong-woo pretended to breathe a sigh of relief.

"That's good. Attending the party now, without President Lin, I always feel something is missing. I hope his body will recover soon."

At this time, Zheng Chengzhe on the side interjected: "By the way, President Luo, I have a friend whose son has just returned from studying in the United States. I wonder if Miss Lin has a boyfriend. If not, can you arrange for them to meet. "

Luo Jinghua's face showed embarrassment.

How can he, a wage earner, influence the wishes of the chaebol lady.

"Interpreter Zheng, I can't guarantee it, I can only try to help you and ask."

Zheng Chengzhe was about to speak when a voice came from outside the box.

"Officer Hong, please don't make things difficult for us, we just follow the rules!"

outside the room.

Hong Bingguo glared at the two bodyguards in front of him.

I saw them holding wireless signal detectors, blocking Hong Bingguo's way.

Whoa!

The shoji door was pulled open.

Zheng Chengzhe stood at the door of the box, and said in a nonchalant way: "Mr. Hong, don't forget the president's rules!"

Hong Bingguo snorted coldly, stretched his arms, and let the instrument in the bodyguard's hand swing back and forth.

Drop drop drop.
The alarm sounded from the instrument, and Hong Bingguo skillfully took out his mobile phone. He had encountered this kind of false alarm dozens of times.

Seeing this, the bodyguard retested with a wireless signal detector.

This time there were no sirens.

The bodyguard took back the device and immediately said, "Officer Hong, please leave the phone to me for safekeeping."

Hong Bingguo opened his mouth, and finally handed over the phone.

After receiving the mobile phone, the two bodyguards moved out of the way, bowed and said: "Mr. Hong, I'm sorry, it's your duty. You can go in."

Hong Bingguo took off his shoes expressionlessly and walked into the room.

When Luo Jinghua saw the Minister of Construction and Communications who had entered the box with a glance, he immediately got up and said goodbye.

"Chairman Jin and Interpreter Zheng, please chat slowly, I will go out first."

"President Luo, go slowly. Remember to greet President Lin for me. After a while, I will find time to visit him."

Luo Jinghua nodded and said with a smile: "Thank you President Jin for your concern, I will definitely bring your words to you."

After speaking, he didn't stay any longer, and left without looking back.

After people leave.

Hong Bingguo bowed to Kim Jong-woo.

"President, I offended you just now, I hope you will forgive me!"

"Officer Hong, it's just a trivial matter!" Jin Zhengyu said with a smile on his face, "What's the matter today, you are so angry, who offended you, I will send someone to help you teach him a lesson!"

Hong Bingguo pretended to sigh, cried poorly and said, "Who else can it be, those bastards from the Supreme Prosecutor's Office?"

"These guys are so shady that they want to fine Dayang Construction with 100 billion peninsula dollars."

"You also know that Dayang Construction's funds are all invested in the land in Incheon, and it is impossible to spend 100 billion at a time."

"Grand Prosecutor's Office, this is to force Dayang Construction to a dead end!"

Hear this.

Kim Jong-woo smiled: "Mr. Hong, what should I do? It's nothing that can be solved with money."

"I have an inescapable responsibility to bring Dayang Construction to where it is today, 100 billion is a small thing."

"Tomorrow, I will ask President Hong to send someone to the company to sign a contract. In the name of a loan, I will borrow 100 billion peninsula dollars for Dayang Construction's turnover."

Hong Bingguo curled his lips and insisted on paying it back.

Plutocrats are indeed a virtue, and they will never suffer.

But he still pretended to be grateful on the surface.

"Thank you, President, I will ask Brother Yonghao to go to the company to find you tomorrow."

Kim Jong-woo was taken aback.

"When did Yonghao come out?"

Hong Bingguo said miserably: "Chairman, leave this morning."

"In order to get Brother Yonghao out, the Supreme Prosecutor's Office imposed a fine of 100 billion peninsula, and I had no choice but to bite the bullet and agree."

"It's lucky to have your help, otherwise Dayang Construction may have to file for bankruptcy!"

Of course, Hong Bingguo was just talking casually.

Just relying on the land held by Dayang Construction, if you sell a piece of land, you can pay the fine.

Kim Jong-woo nodded.

"By the way, Chief Hong, today is not just about treating us to dinner, is it? Is there something else!"

Hong Bingguo said bluntly: "President, I can't hide anything from you."

"I wonder if you paid attention to the press conference of the Ministry of Construction and Transportation this morning?"

Kim Jong-woo pays close attention to Hong Bing-guo all the time, so he naturally watched the press conference this morning.

But he couldn't admit it, pretending to be in a daze.

"Is there? Chief Hong, why didn't you notify me in advance of such a big event!"

Having said that, he turned his head to look at Zheng Chengzhe beside him.

"Interpreter Zheng, have you read it?"

Chung Sung-chul is a parliamentary interpreter and chairman of the Fair Trade Commission.

Even if he doesn't know, the auxiliary officers will remind him.

"President, I'm sorry, I have something very important to deal with today, I accidentally forgot to notify you!"

Jin Zhengyu pretended to be dissatisfied and said: "Interpreter Zheng, next time something like this happens, you must remind me, understand!"

Zheng Chengzhe stood up and bowed very cooperatively.

"President, don't worry, there will be no next time!"

While the three were talking.

Dangdang.
There was a knock on the door.

The bodyguard opened the door and said: "President, President Luo said that the food is ready, do you want to start serving?"

Jin Zhengyu swallowed the words back to his stomach.

"Officer Hong, what's the matter, let's talk about it after dinner."

Hong Bingguo heard the words and said: "President, you helped me solve two big troubles. Today I not only treat you to dinner, but also arrange entertainment."

"Recently, Apgujeong opened a new club called 'Kinseli', and many stars often go there"

"A friend took me there last time, and I thought it was good. This time, I specially invite you to go there to have fun."

As soon as this word comes out.

Jin Zhengyu stared straight at Hong Bingguo, which made his heart shudder.

After a while.

Jin Zhengyu suddenly laughed out loud.

"Officer Hong is a rare treat, no problem"

As he spoke, he winked at Interpreter Zheng.

Zheng Chengzhe understood.

"Hey, my stomach feels a little uncomfortable. I'm going to the bathroom. You two can talk slowly."

Hong Bingguo glanced at Interpreter Zheng, instinctively feeling that this guy was uneasy and kind, but he couldn't follow him out.
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Leave the box.

Zheng Chengzhe walked quickly to the car.

I saw a bodyguard holding a laptop, connected to the mobile phone with a data cable, and was reading all the information in Hong Bingguo's mobile phone.

As soon as Zheng Chengzhe walked in, he couldn't wait to ask: "Is there any gain?"

The bodyguard shook his head.

"Interpreter Zheng, we have compared the most recently dialed numbers on Officer Hong's mobile phone and the number of calls from strangers."

"The most frequent call is the landline number of Chief Hong's home, and most of the calls from strangers are sales and bank calls."

"There are several unusual overseas numbers, which we deduce are scam calls."

"Other than that, there is nothing unusual about Officer Hong's call records."

"However, I speculate that it is very likely that every time he answers the phone, he will delete the relevant call records!"

Zheng Chengzhe frowned, and said unwillingly: "Is there a way to restore the previous call records?"

The bodyguard thought for a while.

"There is a solution, but it will take a few hours, and the call records of a week or so can be restored at most"

"There is another way, find the phone company, and through the internal database, you can check all the call records within six months."

The voice just fell.

Snapped!
There was a heavy muffled sound.

Zheng Chengzhe slapped the bodyguard hard on the face.

"Asshole, why didn't you say it before?"

The bodyguard lowered his head aggrieved, thinking to himself, you didn't ask.

"Interpreter Zheng, I'm sorry, it was my negligence!"

Zheng Chengzhe was still puzzled, and took out his cell phone while cursing.

"Damn idiot, I'm waiting to clean you up!"

The peninsula is a society of human relationships. As an interpreter, he has a lot of people to fawn on. How can the telephone company not have acquaintances.

"Minister Park, it's me, Zheng Chengzhe. Yes, I want to ask you for a favor. I'll send you a number, retrieve all his call records from the past six months, and send them to my email."

"Yes, that's right. The number is. Well, it's all up to you. I'll treat you to dinner in two days."

Zheng Chengzhe was secretly complacent, what high technology is purely bluffing, and a simple phone call can solve all problems.

Then he gouged out a vicious look at the bodyguard.

"Install eavesdropping software on Hong Bingguo's mobile phone, do it carefully, in case he finds out, hehe."

The words are not finished, but the consequences are self-evident.

The bodyguard's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly assured him: "Don't worry, Interpreter Zheng, there will be no more mistakes..."

As he spoke, he suddenly had doubts in his heart.

"By the way, Interpreter Zheng, what if Hong Bingguo has a second mobile phone?"

Zheng Chengzhe rolled his eyes.

He is a veteran in the alchemy world. When he secretly installed bugs in his opponent's office and home, his bodyguards were still rolling in his womb.

Zheng Chengzhe couldn't think of something that a bodyguard could guess.
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at the same time.

Ministry of Construction and Transportation.

top layer.

Chief's office.

A black shadow swiftly unlocked and pushed the door open.

He placed several bugs in every corner.

Then, the black shadow began to rummage in the office, as if looking for something.

It didn't take a while.

Hei Ying opened the locked drawer, found the satellite phone, and took out an identical satellite phone from his pocket.

He pulled out Hong Bingguo's phone card and plugged it into the satellite phone next to him.

The satellite phone has been specially modified to have a tiny radio bug in it.

Do everything.

Soi Ying restored the surrounding things to their original state and quietly left the office.

What Zheng Chengzhe can think of, Li Zaihua can also think of.

After the shadow left.

on the corridor.

A cleaner wearing a mask came to the office with a bucket, and generously took out the key to open the door.

Entering the room, she flipped the light switch and the lights came on.

The cleaner threw the bucket in his hand, and Lao Ma searched the entire office knowingly.

Soon the bug installed by Sombra was found, and she put bunches of red cloth on the bug.

Then I came to the desk to check carefully, and it was determined that the drawer had been opened, and the cleaner quickly opened it again.

A satellite phone came into view.

Seeing this situation, her pupils constricted, and she immediately picked up the satellite phone and carefully observed it repeatedly. The color was too new, and the phone card showed signs of being unplugged.

The cleaner closed the drawer, found a ball of cloth, stuffed the satellite phone bag tightly into the bucket, and walked out of the room as if nothing had happened.

Shortly after.

The cleaners came outside the Ministry of Construction and Transportation and boarded a medium-sized truck.

After getting in the car, she took off her hat and mask, her long black hair fell down, revealing her true face, it was Jun Zhiyan.

Inside the trunk.

Li Zaihua, Peixi, Omenpu, and Andrew looked at the former thief.

"Zhiyan, have you gained anything?"

Quan Zhiyan nodded: "Husband, as expected, someone installed bugs in Hong Bingguo's office."

She put the cloth in her hand on the workbench.

"Also, I found out that someone has touched Hong Bingguo's satellite phone."

Li Zaihua sneered.

"Omen Pu, come and take a look."

Aomen Pu studied crazily for revenge back then, and was an all-around talent.

Of course, his level of proficiency is not as good as that of professionals. For example, in opening safes, he is far inferior to Pexi.

Aomen Pu took the cloth ball and took it apart bit by bit.

Regardless of the occasion, Jeon Ji-yeon sat down on the lap of the young prosecutor and hugged his neck.

Li Zaihua had no choice but to let her sit on his lap, while the others ignored it and ignored it.

Aomen Pu peeled off the cloth, took out the satellite phone inside, and found a suitable tool to disassemble.

10 minute later.

Everyone held their breath and concentrated, not daring to make the slightest sound.

Aomen Pu slowly picked up a miniature wireless bug with tweezers and gently placed it on the cloth.

He picked up the magnifying glass and pointed it at the tiny bug to find out the model of the bug.

A moment of effort.

Aomenpu picked up the sticky note, wrote down the numbers line by line, and then made an OK gesture, reinstalled the bug into the satellite phone, and wrapped it in a cloth ball.

"Jenny, give back the satellite phone."

Jeon Ji-yeon nodded, put on her mask and hat, grabbed the cloth ball neatly and jumped out of the car.

After people leave.

Without waiting for Li Zaihua to ask.

Omen Park handed the note directly to the young prosecutor.

"Boss, on the note is the receiving channel of the miniature wiretapping device. Once wiretapping over there, we can also receive the signal."

Li Zaihua nodded in satisfaction.

ten minutes later.

Jeon Ji-yeon returned to the truck, and the young prosecutor immediately said, "Andrew, Kinsery Clubhouse!"
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the other side.

Five cars drove out from Jingluo Peninsula Restaurant.

21:33pm.

Kim Jong-woo, Jung Sung-chul, and Hong Bing-guk came to the Kim Seri clubhouse in Apgujeong.

At this time, Hong Bingguo was already Kinsley's VVIP member.

A group of people got out of the car, and the waiter came forward to entertain them warmly.

The three walked into the clubhouse.

Jin Zhengyu's eyes lit up.

He often goes to top clubs and has seen countless styles.

Kim Jong-woo's exotic style is very visually attractive, and this is the first time Kim Jong-woo has encountered it.

That's right, the decoration drawings were designed by Li Zaihua himself, combined with the masterpieces of the world's top nightclubs and clubs in his previous life.

It is precisely because of her exotic style that Kinsery has made her way through the many clubs in Apgujeong and gradually made profits.

Soon, the three of them came to No. 0 VIP Room.

Several bodyguards held wireless signal detectors, opened the door and walked into the box.

After a few minutes.

The bodyguards walked out of the room and quietly made a special gesture.

"President, it's safe, you can go in."

Jin Zhengyu was stunned for a moment, and glanced suspiciously at Hong Bingguo next to him, thinking to himself.

"Hey, didn't the people behind Hong Bingguo take action?"

He had told the bodyguards before that even if the bug was detected, it should be regarded as not found, and at the same time, he told them to use special gestures to inform them of the result of the detection.

The gesture of the bodyguard's gesture belongs to the bug that was not detected.

With doubts, Kim Jong-woo and Jung Sung-cheol entered the No. 0 VIP room.

Inside the box.

Hong Bingguo did not arrange entertainment immediately.

He poured a glass of wine for Kim Jong-woo and Jung Sung-cheol each.

"Chairman, Interpreter Zheng, there are too many people in the restaurant, and there are some things that have not been said. Regarding the auction in a month's time, I wonder if the two of you are interested?"

Jin Zhengyu frowned lightly, and it was fleeting.

He drank the whiskey in the glass in one gulp, and said unhurriedly: "Chi Shun just died, could something be wrong!"

Hong Bingguo waved his hand.

"President, don't worry, Chi Shuncai's death will not implicate you."

"Besides, that piece of soil was acquired by Dayang Construction and has nothing to do with the Asiana Group."

"This land auction will be divided into five equal shares."

"Dayang Construction wants to participate, and I hope Chairman Jin can help raise 3000 billion yuan."
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the other side.

VIP Room 1.

Anduru held a remote radio and eavesdropped through the wall while recording the conversation between the three.

They also secretly punched a small hole between numbers 0 and 1.

The pinhole camera was passed through after the bodyguard finished detecting it with a handheld wireless signal detector.

Now there is sound and picture.

Hearing Hong Bingguoshan's arbitrariness, he actually planned to participate in the auction.

The corners of Li Zaihua's eyes narrowed slightly, and an imperceptible ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

Good words are hard to persuade the damn ghost.

Hong Bingguo risked his own death and could not blame others.
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VIP Room 0.

Jin Zhengyu didn't expect Hong Bingguo to be so greedy, not to mention betraying himself, he turned his head and wanted to get another fortune from him.

Yet Incheon's land auctions are certainly fascinating.

"Mr. Hong, 3000 billion is not a small sum."

"Besides, the 1000 billion raised by Dayang Construction last time has not yet been repaid. I am afraid that the board of directors will not agree to the financing again!"

Hong Bingguo didn't know who was behind Li Zaihua.

He simply thought that two of the five pieces of land auctioned were reserved for Li Zaihua and a certain leader of the Democratic Party.

For the remaining three unowned items, everyone will compete fairly.

Dayang Construction experienced heavy losses in the last land illegal transaction case, and was in urgent need of blood. How could it let such a good opportunity pass by.

Similarly, there will be countless pairs of eyes staring at the auction one month later, and there is a great chance that the black box operation will be exposed.

3000 billion, Dayang Construction can't get it out at all, so it can only seek help from Kim Jong-woo.

Anyway, Li Zaihua wants to be a double agent himself, so he doesn't have to worry about being exposed in a short time.

Money is not a bastard.

Hong Bingguo naturally wanted to help himself seek sufficient benefits during this period of time.

Kim Jong-woo shook his head.

"3000 billion is too much. It is absolutely impossible for the council to agree. Chief Hong, you should think of another way!"

Seeing that Kim Jong-woo was not up to the trick, Hong Bingguo resorted to his trump card.

"Don't use public accounts, smuggle accounts, and when the land is in hand, we will split the accounts between six and four, Chairman Jin will take [-]%, Dayang Construction will take [-]%, what do you think?"

At this moment, Kim Jong-woo is not in the mood to listen to Hong Bing-guo's nonsense.

He pondered for a moment, fearing that tonight's work would be in vain.

"Mr. Hong, Dayang Construction still owes Asiana 1000 billion. If the money is not repaid, I have no way to convince the council."

"How about this, let's jointly set up a shell company, make the materials more beautiful, and then get Asiana for financing, what do you think!"

Hear this.

Hong Bingguo understands that the fat meat of Asiana Group is not so easy to bite
"Well, just listen to the president. I will let Brother Yonghao register the company as soon as possible, and then prepare the materials."

Zheng Chengzhe, who couldn't get in the conversation, was very puzzled.

This is different from what they said before, why they have to cooperate with Hong Bingguo again for no reason.

Jin Zhengyu temporarily changed his mind, and while finding out who was behind Hong Bingguo, he made a fortune by the way.

Not surprisingly, the price of the land near Incheon International Airport will only get higher and higher in the future. If you miss this village, you will not have this shop.

Kim Jong-woo and Hong Bing-guo have their own ghosts, but on the surface they seem to be enjoying themselves.

"President Jin, wish us a happy cooperation, and I offer you a toast!"

Hong Bingguo picked up his cup and drank it down.

After drinking, he picked up the remote control and pressed it lightly, and the TV screen on the wall changed.

Loud music blared.

Six girls with hot bodies and six sexy and seductive sisters are shooting a large-scale live-action MV.

Hong Bingguo swallowed, and said with a smile: "Chairman Jin, Interpreter Zheng, new stuff, not bad!"

Kim Jong-woo and Jung Sung-cheol looked at each other.

While Kinsley's new gimmick was great, they gave up on safety concerns.

Jin Zhengyu refused: "Officer Hong, I can't do it tonight. I have something else to do. Let Interpreter Zheng stay with you."

Zheng Chengzhe was taken aback for a moment, not because he agreed to advance and retreat together.

Hong Bingguo was well aware of Kim Jong Woo's character, except for his own territory, he would never mess around outside easily.

"Interpreter Zheng, how about you?"

When Jin Zhengyu opened his mouth, Zheng Chengzhe would not dare to object, so he nodded in agreement.
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VIP Room 1.

Lee Jae-hwa felt pity that Kim Jong-woo was so cautious.

But his goal today has been achieved.

Regardless of whether Kim Jong-woo finances or not, this audio and video recording is enough to crucify him at a critical moment.

If the two of them really join hands to register a shell company to participate in the auction, that would be even better. Maybe they can spend a piece of land worth 3000 billion yuan for nothing.

After tonight.

This matter has come to an end for the time being, and a new starting point is one month later.

The rest of the period will be handed over to Jeon Ji-yeon, Aomen Park and others. There is no need for him, the big boss, to come forward again, and only need to listen to reports regularly.

(End of this chapter)