Perfect Feast

Chapter 73 Preconceived

Cong Wanqing didn't have only one residence, so he drove to another home where he was secretly on duty. After hiding the bag, he only took a few bank cards before returning to his family home in the Public Security Bureau. The dormitory here.

Seeing Cong Wanqing enter the door, Yao Daoxin seemed to be leading someone to hide. Thinking of Li Xiulan's madness, Cong Wanqing was also afraid that Fu Ailing and Sun Yan would deal with him like this, so he looked at Yao Daoxin's back and said, Xiao Wang and the others go out first, Daoxin, wait a minute...

Yao Daoxin went back to the sofa in the living room and sat down, waiting for Cong Wanqing's order. However, Cong Wanqing didn't say anything to him, but looked at Fu Ailing and Sun Yan who were crowded on the other sofa, with a gloomy expression like the bottom of the pot: Tell me, what are the passwords of these cards?

While speaking, Cong Wanqing took out the bank cards in his pocket.

Seeing the bank account in Cong Wanqing's hand, Fu Ailing's face suddenly became paler. The bank card was in the hands of Cong Wanqing, which can only explain one problem: her sister was blocked in the room, and Li Xiulan did not escape successfully.

The more she thought about it, the more her body shook more and more. Cong Wanqing kept looking at her with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, waiting for her to speak.

I...we don't know the password, some things, only Li Xiulan knows...she...how is she now? Seeing Cong Wanqing's eyes shot over like a wolf, Fu Ailing said tremblingly.

Really? It looks like you're planning to toast instead of eating fine wine? Cong Wanqing's eyes became colder and colder. If he couldn't escape what he wanted from Fu Ailing's mouth, then Gao Wenjun's huge wealth has become a mirror in the mirror, and in the end it is likely to be cheaper for the bank.

Thinking of this, Cong Wanqing felt distressed!

With a gloomy face, Cong Wanqing took out a pistol from his waist, and slapped it on the coffee table: Don't think I can't bear it, I advise you to think carefully before answering my question...

You bastard... Cong Wanqing didn't expect that when he took out his pistol, Fu Ailing was not only not afraid, but stood up and pointed at him and cursed loudly: Bastard, you son of a bitch, you must die ...

Fu Ailing was panting heavily, her forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and her chest heaved violently.

It would be a lie to say that he is not afraid, but even if she is scared to death, she will scold him severely. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to get out the breath I held in my chest.

In the past few days, I have been slanderous and submissive, and I have been tortured continuously and violently by him, and I have already suffocated anger in my heart. If he didn't break out again, even if he didn't kill him, he would have to suffocate him to death.

Cong Wanqing stared at her blankly, but her heart was filled with an indescribable feeling towards Gao Wenjun. What kind of method did this man use to make every one of his women fall in love with him?

Not even afraid of death, what kind of strong force is this, supporting their thin bodies?

However, as Fu Ailing cursed out, the fury seemed to exhaust all the strength in her body, her body fell limply on the carpet, her mind was at a loss, and tears welled up her cheeks. Fu Ailing covered her cheeks with her hands, sobbing silently on the ground sadly and helplessly.

Why bother? Cong Wanqing slowly grabbed the pistol on the coffee table, and slowly put it back into the belt: As long as you tell me the password and follow me from now on, you will still be famous and popular. spicy……

Hmph, you're thinking well, don't think that everything you've done is perfect, you just wait to go to jail... Sun Yan also stared at Cong Wanqing at this time, and said this.

What do you mean, tell me clearly? Cong Wanqing walked over and grabbed her by the collar and asked.

What do I mean? I don't mean anything. It's not that the time has not come yet, so you just wait! This kind of words doesn't sound like a complaint. Sun Yan's words must have something in them. .

Cong Wanqing's face suddenly changed, and he said anxiously: You mean...Gao Wenjun still has things about me? These things are also kept with these bank cards? Now Li Xiulan has taken them out and handed them over to others?

Cong Wanqing is worthy of being a criminal policeman, and based on Sun Yan's few words, he guessed the truth a lot. Sun Yan snorted and shouted loudly: I don't know... Even if I knew, I wouldn't tell you...

This clearly means that she knows!

Cong Wanqing's face changed, and he said in a low voice: Old Yao, you arrange your people to look after them...

With that said, Cong Wanqing tidied up, opened the door and went out. Cong Wanqing drove to the office of the Public Security Bureau by himself. The streets were empty in the middle of the night, and there was an ominous and hopeless darkness.

He opened the car window, and a cool wind blew over, blowing a chill on his body. His body was drenched with sweat a long time ago, the flesh on his face drooped, and his face had long since lost the prestige of being the chief of the public security bureau.

After all, Cong Wanqing has worked in the police force for many years and has a lot of logical thinking ability. Based on his feeling, he knew that what Sun Yan said was true.

In other words, Gao Wenjun must have recorded all the transactions between himself and him. This time when Li Xiulan went to Yu Linglong, she must have taken out all the things and handed them into the hands of reliable people... In other words, Yu Linglong still has their people inside.

If this hidden danger is not eliminated, I will never have peace. I hope that at this time, that person hasn't handed in the things... Fu Ailing and Sun Yan's words made him lose his composure and panic for a while at the beginning, but with the cold wind blowing, his mind also cleared up .

No, I have to act overnight, and go to Yu Linglong to check to see if the things are still stored in Yu Linglong. Thinking of this, Cong Wanqing took out his phone and called the bureau's duty room: Notify the riot squad and security team to gather, and wait for me to go over and explain the task...

When he entered the police station, he found that there were several police cars with flashing police lights in the yard. The police cars were surrounded by uniformed police officers. When they saw his car approaching, they all stared at him. That feeling made him regain his confidence in an instant.

I am the chief of the Public Security Bureau, anyone who wants to touch me will have to pay the price in blood...

What he didn't know was that on the afternoon of this day, Comrade Liu Yang, the new deputy secretary of the municipal party committee, took office. Logically speaking, as a middle-level cadre in Binhai City, he shouldn't be indifferent to such things. However, Cong Wanqing was so busy today that he didn't stay in the bureau for long. And his loyal subordinate Yao Daoxin was entrusted with an important task by him, and he was busy looking after his home and nursing home all day long, but no one reported this news to him.

The task assigned by Cong Wanqing was to concentrate on rectifying the entertainment venues, and the key point was to search Lan Kwai Fong under this pretext.

Naturally, Cong Wanqing personally led the team that tracked down Lan Kwai Fong. However, even though Cong Wanqing turned Lan Kwai Fong upside down and tossed and tossed from 11 o'clock at night until the sky became twilight, Cong Wanqing did not find what he was looking for.

Not only that, during his search, Pan Xiaoyong, the new owner of Lan Kwai Fong, was also very cooperative. Seeing him bring people along like a house raid, Pan Xiaoyong stood aside and didn't even complain.

Speaking of which, these days, I have hit Gao Wenjun's people very hard. It cannot be said that all of his subordinates have become shrinking turtles, but it is still very appropriate to use the metaphor of frightened birds.

Until Cong Wanqing sat in the office, he couldn't figure out who Li Xiulan could contact.

Dangdang... The knock on the door sounded inappropriately at this time, and the secretary Zhang came in to report: Director, I just received a notice from the Municipal Party Committee Office that the new Secretary Liu will hold a meeting of the Standing Committee at two o'clock in the afternoon. , please attend at that time.

When he said this, the secretary was still very proud. The director was neither a member of the Standing Committee nor a member of the Party Committee, but the new secretary asked him to sit on the Standing Committee. Does this mean that the director is about to be promoted again?

Well, I see... Don't panic, what did you say just now? What about the new Liu Shu. Ji, where is the original Liu Shu. Ji? Cong Wanqing thought about it, but couldn't help feeling flustered. Liu Changyou also went in? Haven't heard of this?

No matter how annoying that old guy Liu Changyou is, I have to say that this old guy is his god now. If he also went in, it would not be a good thing for him.

Seeing the sudden change in the director's face, the secretary said cautiously: Director, that's the case. I just asked about it. The new secretary Liu is the deputy secretary. He arrived yesterday afternoon. But today the old secretary Liu went to claim to cure the disease, and now this deputy secretary Liu is in charge of the work of the two teams of the municipal party committee and the municipal government, and he is a veritable leader...

Cong Wanqing stared, and said sharply: You bastard, why didn't you tell me about such an important matter yesterday? Did you find out clearly, where did the new Shuji Liu come from? How is this person?

The secretary couldn't help being startled, lowered his head and said in a low voice: I'm sorry, Director, I just heard about this too. I asked my acquaintances at the Municipal Committee Office, and they said that they are not very specific about it. Clearly, I only know that this person is called Liu Yang, who was transferred from the Youth League Provincial Committee... However, they did tell me that this Liu Shu Ji is very young and has a good personality in his work. Today is the first day he officially goes to work , I scolded the people in the second department of the secretary, as if he wanted to trouble Secretary Jiang...

Hearing his words, Cong Wanqing couldn't help feeling a black line on his forehead. Young, with character in doing things? Doesn't this mean that the new deputy secretary is a stunned young man?

Such people are often impulsive and do things regardless of the consequences. Besides, from the fact that he has been able to preside over the work of two teams since then, it can be seen that there may be a strong background behind this person. Otherwise, he is so young, it is absolutely impossible for him to be so highly valued.

The more such a person is, the more self-satisfied he is, and the more such a person is, the more difficult it is to deal with. Damn, why did the higher ups send such a person over?

No matter so much, let's talk about it after looking at the situation. If this person reuses himself, he won't have anything to say. He is happy...

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