At 10:10, at Fu Hai Teahouse, the negotiations had officially begun.
There was steaming tea on the tea table, and the rich tea aroma filled the private room.
An Qiqi was dressed in military uniform, with her hair neatly combed. She sat in front of the tea table with a serious expression, completely different from the easy-going girl next door she had been yesterday.
She turned her head to look at Jiang Zheng and asked, "Chief Tan, did you tell me what the administrative faction wants?"
"I said it." Jiang Zheng had no expression on his face, frowned and asked back: "I want to know now, if I let Kong Zhenghui go, how can you save my brother's life?"
An Qiqi intervened and replied very straightforwardly: "The first trial sentenced him to death, the second trial upheld the original verdict, and the final trial sentenced him to life imprisonment. Wait until the public opinion passes. He will serve his sentence normally, and his sentence will be reduced normally until he is released after serving his sentence."
After hearing this, Jiang Zheng was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyebrows and asked, "If you sentence him to life imprisonment, he will be detained for at least 20 to 30 years before he can be released. What's the difference between this and death?"
Tan Mingchao sat nearby, drinking tea and listening to the two talking without saying a word.
An Qiqi immediately replied, "You have to understand one thing! He committed a capital crime, and we have done our best to save his life. You can't say that if someone secretly stored and sold dozens of tons of psychotropic drugs and was exposed, the main culprit would be released from prison in three days. Is this realistic?"
An Qiqi's voice was stern, but her logic was clear, and what she said was objective and well-reasoned.
Jiang Zheng also argued coldly: "If it is to operate normally, then what else can I talk to you about? Can I also sentence Kong Zhenghui to life imprisonment?"
At this point, the room fell silent.
To An Qiqi, Jiang Zheng's words were shameless and threatening.
Lu Guangwei was arrested for drug trafficking and was pushed up by public opinion, but Kong Zhenghui was framed, so there is no comparison.
An Qiqi sat upright, his brain working rapidly. After a long silence, he spoke: "Okay, then I will take a step back. The first trial sentenced him to death, and you let Lu Guangwei appeal. The second trial sentenced him to death, and he continued to appeal, and the original sentence was still upheld for life. In this way, these three litigation periods will take at least three years. When that time comes, before the execution, I will find another death row inmate to serve as a scapegoat and replace Lu Guangwei."
Hearing this, Tan Mingchao put down his teacup and finally said, "I think this plan is very good. It has already met the demands of both parties to the greatest extent."
Jiang Zheng didn't say anything, thinking quickly in his mind. He felt that the room for compromise on the part of the administration had not yet been maximized, and three years was too long!
As for the current situation in Longcheng, who knows what will happen in three years? It is possible that the administrative faction has already broken with the garrison. Maybe this plan is a delaying tactic by the other party. They want to use this time to delay Lu Guangwei to death.
After thinking it over, Jiang Zheng said, "I think your plan of replacing him is fine. But there is one thing. Three years is too long. It won't take that long for public opinion to calm down. After the death sentence is pronounced in the first trial, I will let Lu Guangwei appeal. You can directly conduct the final trial and keep the time to about a year. Before the death penalty is executed, replace him and I will release Kong Zhenghui."
An Qiqi was stunned when she heard this. She stared at Jiang Zheng and asked, "You mean we can't release Kong Zhenghui first?"
Jiang Zheng said as a matter of course: "Of course not! I want to release Kong Zhenghui first, what if you don't release him?"
Hearing this, An Qiqi raised her eyebrows and said, "Are you kidding me? The premise for today's conversation is that you have to release Kong Zhenghui first before I can help you operate?! Do you think I'm here to trick you?"
Jiang Zheng did not back down and shook his head again, saying, "I don't agree to release him first. I can only accept that after Lu Guangwei is sentenced to death, you replace him and I will release Kong Zhenghui. Otherwise, there is no room for negotiation."
The two sides were in a stalemate again. Tan Mingchao glanced at Jiang Zheng with a cold look and wanted to speak, but he held back.
After a long silence, An Qiqi raised her head, looked at Jiang Zheng with a sharp gaze and asked, "Are you sure you can't talk?! This is the last time I'm asking you this!"
Jiang Zheng intervened and said, "I can accept him being detained for a year and a half at most. To put it bluntly, the situation in Longcheng is very unstable right now. Who knows what our relationship will be like after a year and a half. As for releasing Kong Zhenghui first, that is definitely not possible. If Lu Guangwei can stay in prison for a year, he can definitely stay in prison too."
Hearing this, An Qiqi nodded immediately: "Okay, I understand."
Jiang Zheng sat there expressionlessly, picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea.
An Qiqi turned her head and looked at Tan Mingchao: "Captain Tan, please come out. I want to talk to you."
Tan Mingchao thought for a moment, then stood up and followed An Qiqi out of the private room.
After the two left, Jiang Zheng walked to the window and called Jiang Yuanzhen, briefly recounting the negotiation process. Finally, he said, "I think a year and a half is too long. I'm determined to do it. If he doesn't let me go, I will definitely not let him go. I can't listen to his nonsense!"
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At the same time, in the corridor outside the door.
Tan Mingchao followed behind An Qiqi and said softly: "With you like this, I think the gap between the two sides is not that big. I will go and communicate with Jiang Zheng later..."
An Qiqi did not answer, but pushed open another empty private room, turned to Tan Mingchao and said, "Come in, tell me."
Tan Mingchao didn't think much about it and entered the private room first. An Qiqi followed him in and closed the door.
Tan Mingchao sat down on the sofa and said, "Qiqi..."
An Qiqi waved her hand to interrupt him: "Wait a minute, I'll make a call."
As she spoke, An Qiqi took out her cell phone in front of him, dialed a number, and said in a serious tone: "Come up."
Tan Mingchao was stunned for a moment: "Who should come up?"
An Qiqi hung up the phone, glanced at Tan Mingchao, did not answer, but just stood at the door with a serious expression.
Tan Mingchao realized something was wrong, and then he heard the roar of a car engine outside. His face changed, and he quickly got up and walked to the window, pulled open the heavy gauze curtain, and looked down.
There were more than a dozen military vehicles parked below, and hundreds of soldiers from the An system, holding automatic rifles, surrounded the entire teahouse.
Tan Mingchao was a little surprised and suddenly turned back to look at An Qiqi: "What are you going to do? What does this mean?"
…
First floor corridor.
Brother Qiu, wearing a military uniform and carrying a rifle, rushed upstairs with a large group of soldiers.
Several soldiers guarding the corridor hurriedly stopped him, and the platoon leader shouted at him directly: "What are you doing? Stop right there!"
Brother Qiu picked up the gun, stood astride you in the corridor, and fired directly!
“Bang!”
Gunshots rang out, and a cloud of blood burst out from the platoon leader's legs. He fell face down on the spot, howling in pain.
The remaining soldiers were stunned for a long time and then reached out to draw their guns.
"roll!!"
Qiu Ge roared.
As soon as he finished speaking, the soldiers of the An system, wearing bulletproof vests, rushed up all at once!
"Don't fucking move!"
"Get down, damn!"
“Hold your head!!”
Before the enemy's soldiers could draw their guns, a large number of An-style soldiers rushed up and beat them up!
Brother Qiu walked quickly forward and arrived at the door of the private room of "Bitui Pavilion" without any obstruction.
“Bang!”
Brother Qiu raised his leg and kicked the door open.
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In another private room, Tan Mingchao looked at An Qiqi and shouted excitedly: "If you do this, something big will happen!! It will be a war!!"
An Qiqi stared at him with clear and bright eyes, and said word by word: "No, I am helping you solve the problem, Mr. Tan!"
Hearing this, Tan Mingchao was suddenly stunned.
"Don't move. After the gunfire, the pot will be ours, and the stable garrison will be yours!" An Qiqi replied to him, turned around and left.
Tan Mingchao came back to his senses and was about to step forward when two soldiers from the An faction walked in.
"Mr. Tan, don't move yet."
…
The battle in the corridor ended quickly, and the ground was covered with fallen soldiers. An Qiqi walked into the door of Bitui Pavilion with big strides without looking around.
Inside the house, Brother Qiu led several soldiers, holding automatic rifles and pointing their guns at Jiang Zheng, who had a look of astonishment on his face.
Seeing An Qiqi coming in, Jiang Zheng shouted at her: "An Qiqi, what do you mean?! Are you crazy?"
An Qiqi didn't smile at all. She pointed at him and said word by word, "You are shameless! I gave you a way out but you didn't give it up. Well, I won't give it to you now!! I'm telling you clearly, this case will not work if it reaches Lu Guangwei! I will sentence you to death too!!"
Jiang Zheng was furious: "Sentence me to death? You touch me...!"
"Shoot!" An Qiqi frowned and ordered.
Brother Qiu obeyed the order and started a fire.
“Bang!”
"ah!"
Screams rang out in the room. An Qiqi stepped forward, pointed at him and asked, "Can you move like this? ! ! Young Master Jiang!"
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Three chapters completed!