Half an hour later, Lu Guangwei's car stopped in front of a villa in the city and picked up Jiang Zheng, who was in casual clothes.
After getting in the car, the driver stepped on the accelerator and the car continued to move slowly forward along the street.
Jiang Zheng had a blank expression on his face. He glanced at Lu Guangwei who was sitting next to him and asked, "Tell me, what's going on?"
Lu Guangwei smoked a cigarette in annoyance, flicked the ash out of the window, and said, "We were robbed. Big Wang took people to the city and held down a few of the gluttons. But unexpectedly, the two sides got into a fight and beat Big Wang to death. Alas... This Big Wang is also a person who has been in the business for a long time and takes himself too seriously. He was confused and fell into the hands of a bunch of kids."
Jiang Zheng had no expression on his face. After a moment of silence, he asked, "How many people are missing on our side?"
Lu Guangwei took a puff of his cigarette and said, "Including Big Lao Wang, that makes three."
Jiang Zheng said calmly: "In that case, then you can make some arrangements and suppress the matter."
Lu Guangwei shook his head: "Brother, if it were that simple, I would have done it myself. Now it's not a question of suppressing it. We can easily deal with Big Wang, and we can also deal with the other side. The problem is that a grenade exploded at the scene, killing four children on the spot and injuring many others. You also know that the business we are doing is not something that can be put on the table, so I think it's better for you to come forward and suppress it... Don't wait for things to ferment, it will be troublesome...!"
After Jiang Zheng heard this, his expression changed slightly, and he couldn't help asking, "Who threw the bomb?"
Lu Guangwei said hurriedly: "It should have been thrown by the other side."
Jiang Zheng frowned: "What do you mean by should? Who threw it?!"
Lu Guangwei insisted: "Brother, I guarantee that it was definitely not thrown by us! Think about it, just to catch a few brats, there is no need for Big Wang to bring that thing. Even if he had this intention, he would not have lost it."
Jiang Zheng stared at Lu Guangwei, was silent for a while and said, "Come with me to a place."
After that, Jiang Zheng told the driver to give an address. Several cars turned around and drove towards the station.
…
Late at night, in a compound for the families of high-ranking officials in Longkou District, Longcheng.
Three cars stopped in front of a small Western-style building in the compound. Jiang Zheng, Lu Guangwei, and a middle-aged military officer in his forties opened the car doors and got out.
The middle-aged officer was a member of the garrison, specializing in external relations, equivalent to the "public relations department". The three of them walked into the small western-style building, while the rest stayed in the car and waited.
This small Western-style building is the residence of Shang Yao, the director of the Longcheng Police Station. Shang Yao is the backbone of Lao Li's team. He has worked in the judicial field for many years and has more seniority than Wang Daolin, so he can serve as the head of the police station.
"Please come this way, all three of you." After entering the room, a young nanny led the three people directly upstairs to Shang Yao's study.
The study of the police chief was decorated in an antique style, with rows of bookshelves filled with various precious classical books.
At this time, Shang Yao was wearing pajamas, sitting behind the desk, fiddling with tea sets.
“Boom boom boom.”
The little nanny knocked gently on the open door of the study and reminded softly, "Sir, the guests have arrived."
"Are you here?" Shang Yao saw the three people and nodded slightly: "Come in."
Jiang Zheng walked into the study, stood in front of Shang Yao, and said with a chuckle: "Shang Shu, you have heard about the bar incident, right...?"
Lu Guangwei and the middle-aged officer stood at the back without interrupting.
Shang Yao took off his reading glasses, looked at Jiang Zheng and asked, "Where is he?"
Jiang Zheng immediately understood what the director meant and who he was referring to, so he answered, "Everyone who went to the bar is here, they're just out of town temporarily."
Shang Yao put his hands in his pockets and replied calmly, "This man can't run away. If he runs away, we have to catch him."
The words were vague, but the meaning was conveyed.
Jiang Zheng nodded immediately: "I understand, calling him back is not a problem."
Shang Yao took off his glasses, picked up the glasses cloth and asked, "Who threw the grenade?"
"hehe."
Jiang Zheng smiled and replied without hesitation: "It must have been thrown by the other side. They dare to touch anyone's goods. They are a bunch of desperate criminals."
Shang Yao nodded expressionlessly: "Okay, let's send someone back first."
"Commercial Office, I'm sorry to bother you." Jiang Zheng's expression eased a little, and he pointed at the middle-aged officer standing behind him: "As a token of my gratitude, just go this way, Lao Zhou."
Shang Yao carefully put a book on the table into a transparent plastic bag, sealed it, and then slowly raised his head and said to Jiang Zheng: "Contact the families of the deceased and the injured, and take care of everything that needs to be done. After all, there are deaths, and your family is big, so this little bit of help is not a big deal."
Jiang Zheng nodded and said, "Don't worry, we will take what we should take."
Shang Yao stood up slowly: "Okay, go back if you have nothing else to do. I should go to bed too."
"Okay, then I won't bother you anymore." After saying goodbye to Shang Yao, Jiang Zheng took Lu Guangwei and the middle-aged officer out of the small house and walked towards the car.
As soon as he walked out of the door, Jiang Zheng frowned and ordered Lu Guangwei: "You heard everything, right? Take the money and make arrangements for the families of the dead and injured. Don't be stingy, spend money when it's necessary! Also, have your people report to the police station immediately."
Lu Guangwei couldn't help but curse, "Fuck, what a tragedy! About 200 people were lost, and there will be more than 100 family members to take care of. The compensation is too much!"
Jiang Zheng said impatiently, "It's normal for you to run into this kind of thing in your line of work. Stop talking nonsense and get everything done. Also, get a hundred from the Commercial Office and have Lao Zhou deliver them."
After listening to this, Lu Guangwei's face turned red: "Well, this month was wasted, all the money was donated to charity."
Lu Guangwei was very annoyed. He did a rough calculation and found that because of this small matter, not only did he not get the money back, but he also had to pay two or three hundred yuan to the victim's family and the police station.
In addition, there is also the matter of the deceased Lao Wang who needs to be arranged. Adding all the things together, a small order actually requires compensation of five or six million.
Thinking of this, Lu Guangwei felt like eating shit.
In the whole Longcheng, because of the erratic relationship between the Tan family and Lao Li's team, the government affairs department and the garrison, although not so close, are not in opposition either. They even have frequent contacts, and there are many black deals between the two sides under the table.
It is impossible not to arrange for the upper level to do this kind of business. And the cadres in Lao Li's team, because of the attitude of the upper level, did not want to be too serious with the garrison, so they just took the money they were supposed to get.
While secretly cursing his bad luck, Lu Guangwei got into the car with Jiang Zheng, and the group left the senior cadres' compound.
…
Three hours later, Wang Daolin finished handling the scene, walked out of the bar with a tired face, and got into the police car at the door.
After lighting a cigarette, Wang Daolin waved his hand and told the police officer sitting next to him: "Arrange the police force to quickly arrest Da Lao Wang's gang."
The police officer quickly said, "Director Wang, I just received a call. They have surrendered themselves."
Hearing this, Wang Daolin frowned: "Turn yourself in? Everything has been arranged clearly...!"