what to do? ? what to do? ! ? !
Even if Qian Wanwan is a fool, he also knows that this time the Criminal Police Brigade is coming to arrest him, and it is not a random act! ! Maybe, now the bureau has obtained the evidence of his crime and filed a case! !
Suddenly, at this moment when he was at a loss, the phone in the office lounge suddenly rang. Qian Wanwan didn't know whether to run away or answer the phone. His intuition told him that this call was definitely ominous. information!
"Bang!"
At the moment when his brain stopped, and before he could answer the phone, he heard a sudden muffled sound, and the door of the office lounge was knocked open, and a group of well-trained criminal police rushed in. Qian Wanwan pressed his buttocks to the safe, put on handcuffs, and said coldly: "Qian Wanwan, you have now committed multiple crimes such as business selling, "prostitution" activities, private operation of huge sums of money gambling, gambling fraud, etc." ! I am now officially arresting you in the name of the Zhengzhou City Criminal Police Brigade. You can speak, but what you say will become evidence in court!!"
This time, Qian Wanwan did not resist as fiercely as he did when he was caught in prostitution last time. Instead, he remained motionless and followed the criminal police brigade without saying a word.
He now knows very well that he is completely trapped this time and cannot run away. And now, in the office lounge, there is a letter about the income account of the underground casino that has not been carefully examined. This is undoubtedly more powerful evidence.
what to do
It's very simple, focus on the aftermath as soon as possible... maybe, you can also shirk some of the responsibility...
After being detained all the way from Caesar's Palace, all the staff were dumbfounded. In the minds of most of them, Qian Wanwan was simply a leading figure in the underworld in Zhengzhou City. Such an awesome underworld brother, Did you fall for it so casually? Looking at Qian Wanwan's miserable face, as if he thought he was unlucky, everyone began to beat a drum in their hearts: I wonder who is so awesome as to be able to catch Qian Wanwan. , everyone on the road knows how many people want to make millions of dollars, but they just can't find a place to start. This time... it seems that they have encountered a hard problem!
The entrance to Caesar's Palace was crowded with reporters who came after hearing the news. The flashlights kept flashing. Qian Wanwan, the underworld tycoon, was completely arrested. These reporters are busy enough. Yesterday they just reported the news about Qian Wanwan's illegal whoring and prostitution, and today it's the news that he committed a felony. The time difference between the two was less than 24 hours. Some reporters couldn't help but sigh: Alas, If a person is unlucky enough to drink cold water and stuff it between his teeth, it would be like having a million dollars. Looking at his swollen and dark eyes, he probably hasn't even had a good night's sleep yet. …According to some gossip, the report that Qian Wanwan went to the Royal Hot Spring to engage in illegal whoring and prostitution activities last night was thrown out by his son Qian Hu. I don’t know if it is true or not. If it is true, then this Qian family’s The two of you are really a living couple.
… …
Lorraine came out of home and didn't go anywhere. Instead, she went straight to the Haijin Hotel and had something to eat at noon. When it was almost two o'clock, Jiang Yan called over: "Lorraine, great news ! Today at one o'clock at noon, millions of dollars in money were successfully arrested! Now, he is locked up in a small dark room, and there are sufficient evidences in court. No matter how good a lawyer he hires, or how good his connections are, he must be sentenced. !”
Jiang Yan's tone of voice could be heard to be very happy. She was a good policeman, and it certainly made her feel happy that someone like Qian Wanwan was successfully arrested.
Lorraine was naturally delighted: "That's great!"
"Well... where are you now? What are you doing?" Jiang Yan asked.
"In the Haijin Hotel, if you don't do anything, you just add fuel to the fire." Lorraine said with a casual smile.
"To add fuel to the fire???" Jiang Yan said in surprise.
"Yes." At this time, there was a conversation on Lorraine's side, and then he said with a smile, "Sister Yan, are there any other cases being closed in your bureau now?"
"Huh? What do you mean?"
"Nothing..." After a slight pause, "I have some surveillance video here of his son Qian Hu, who has a millionaire, murdering people in the street. I wonder if you can use it."
"Huh?" Jiang Yan was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Really? It must be useful."
Lorraine personally brought the surveillance video of Qian Hu's murder and fight at the Haijin Hotel to the door of the city bureau, and Jiang Yan came out to meet him. In fact, this is not that Lorraine is trying to make trouble for Qian Wanwan or the Qian family, but that he is trying every means to make Qian Wanwan unable to do anything. If something happens to his only son Qian Hu at this moment, it will definitely cause harm to Qian Wanwan. He creates a certain amount of psychological pressure. If you want to completely defeat someone, you must do everything possible to launch a psychological offensive!
Showing mercy to your enemies is not kindness, but stupidity.
Forgiving or letting go of an enemy who may cause harm to you in the future is undoubtedly a "suicidal" act. Unless you have 100% confidence in changing him and ensuring that he will not retaliate against you in the future, you must know how to eradicate the root cause. reason!
Don't talk about gods and Bodhisattvas. Gods and Bodhisattvas are kind to all living beings. That's because all living beings are like ants in his eyes and pose no threat to him at all! If they can pose a threat, they have at least ninety-nine and eighty-one ways to kill you.
"Here. This is it." At the door of the city bureau, Lorraine handed the video of Qian Hu's murderous fight into Jiang Yan's hands. Suddenly, she noticed that there seemed to be a faint circle of dark circles in the other's beautiful eyes, and she couldn't help but said with concern, " Sister Yan, don’t be too tired, look at the dark circles under your eyes, if you become ugly, I won’t want you anymore.”
"Bah! Brat, what are you talking about?!" Jiang Yan blushed at Lorraine's sudden serious joke. She went up and pinched Lorraine's face, "We haven't seen each other for two days, and you're going to take advantage of me when we meet." Are you kidding?"
"Yes, yes, sister Yan, I shouldn't be joking. In fact... no matter how you change, you can't become ugly. After all, you are here and you are so beautiful. If you want to become ugly, you really don't have the talent. , isn’t this forcing others to do something difficult?”
"Go to hell!" Jiang Yan was delighted in her heart, but she pretended to be angry and raised her fist, "Okay, I won't tell you anymore, this Qianwanwan case is probably enough to keep our bureau busy. , I can rest until it is submitted to the court. Don’t cause me any trouble these days. If the problem gets bigger, I won’t have time to help you.”
"Well, Sister Yan, I'll leave first. When you're not busy anymore, I'll treat you to dinner."
"Well, bye~~"
The two separated, Jiang Yan's capable and tall figure quickly returned to the unit, while Lorraine raised her hand, stopped a taxi, and got in.
The taxi driver asked: "Where are you going?"
"Go..." Lorraine was about to speak when the cell phone in her pocket rang.
Pulling out the phone, it was an unfamiliar number. Lorraine frowned slightly, but still answered the call: "Hello, who are you?"
After a moment of silence, a rich and experienced voice came from the other side: "Excuse me, is this Mr. Luo?"
Lorraine paused slightly, but did not deny: "You are?"
The answer was received over there, and the tone was still solemn: "Hello Mr. Luo, I am Jiang Yan's father, my name is Jiang Songyue. Do you have time now? I would like to ask you out alone for a meal or a cup of afternoon tea."
Jiang Yan's father... Jiang Songyue? ? ? …
Lorraine's mind was in a state of confusion. What was going on? ? Sister Yan’s father is looking for me? ? What can happen? ? ... He knew that this Jiang Songyue was a very important figure in the older generation leadership team of Zhengzhou City. Before his uncle took the position of Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee, Jiang Songyue's connections and skills were all from Zhengzhou City. A flag of the city officialdom. It's just that Zhengzhou City's economy has developed rapidly in recent years, and the official leadership team has changed one after another. Now Jiang Songyue's position is basically a nominal Qingshui title. From this position, he will retire directly. , the connections are still there, but the real power is gone.
But to be honest, we still can't underestimate Jiang Songyue. After all, he is a veteran who has been in the officialdom for more than thirty years and has many tricks. After returning from rebirth, Lorraine had never had contact with anyone over fifty years old. I heard that Jiang Songyue had been calm, cautious and experienced since he was young. People give him a nickname: Lao Yue.
Sitting in the back seat, Lorraine pondered for a brief moment, and various thoughts and speculations flashed through his mind. Finally, he made a decision and said with a smile: "Mr. Jiang, it's a great honor. I have time now. Where can we meet?"
"Nanjing Road, Boyang District, Fengxian Tea House, booth No. 12, 4 o'clock, be there on time." These words were said in one go, quite succinctly, and he didn't hang up at all after he finished speaking.
Lorraine put the phone in her pocket, narrowed her eyes slightly, and turned her head to look at the door of the city bureau. Sister Yan should be still busy now, and she definitely didn't know that her father had just called her. When exactly is it
At this time, Lorraine couldn't understand even if she wanted to. That’s all, just go there and you’ll know. He was not worried about whose conspiracy this was. If someone wanted to do something about him, no one would think of pretending to be Jiang Songyue, Jiang Yan's father.
"Hey, sir, are you ready to go?" While Lorraine was thinking, the taxi driver turned around and urged impatiently.
Lorraine smiled and said, "Sorry, I've been waiting for a long time. ... Let's go to the Fengxian Tea House on Nanjing Road in Boyang District."
"Buzz-" The taxi stepped on the accelerator and sped out.
Jiang Songyue's home is not far from Fengxian Tea House, so he walked there early, sat in the reserved booth No. 12, ordered a cup of Longjing tea, and then picked up the newspaper to taste it. The Fengxian Tea House is very cozy, and most of the guests are elderly. The melodious guzheng music is playing slowly. Under his calm and calm face, there is a racing mind.