Anyone who had dealt with Director Qin had an unspoken agreement about him.
This guy was notably slow on the uptake.
In the bureaucratic circles, being succinct was the norm, as many things were supposed to be implicitly understood.
However, facing someone like Director Qin, who had the comprehension of a three-year-old idiot, the smart way of dealing wasn’t feasible. If you didn’t make things clear or omitted key information, he would likely run off in a completely different direction.
Hou Wen could only sigh, "Yao Jinsheng is under my control, in a house with red-tiled roof in Sweet Water Village, Shilong Town. I’ve planted some contraband there, go to the scene and shoot him dead."
"If you don’t mind the pain, use his gun to shoot your own arm. Coming back injured gives you more credit."
Director Qin finally realized, so this was it.
Was this the big gift he mentioned?
Such a gift was indeed substantial!
And Yao Jinsheng knew too many of Hou Wen’s secrets. With him dead, a lot of matters would be buried.
Director Qin looked on admiringly, "County Magistrate Hou thinks far ahead, even managed to control Director Yao in advance."
Hou Wen replied indifferently, "If I don’t think ahead, I’d be the one to die." Thıs text ıs hosted at 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩·𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖·𝘯𝘦𝘵
He lifted his eyelids, saying meaningfully, "One must always be wary of others, and always leave oneself a way out."
Director Qin laughed, "County Magistrate Hou’s thoughts are indeed meticulous, no wonder you excel at Go, I just don’t have the brains you do."
Hou Wen also smiled and replied, "This saying, I gift to you."
"Hmm?" Director Qin looked puzzled.
Hou Wen said, "I once thought I was the player, but then I realized, I am just a pawn at the mercy of others."
Seeing that he was about to ponder further, Hou Wen waved his hand, "I need to rest now."
As Director Qin headed to He Sen’s house, he kept thinking about Hou Wen’s words.
He thought of Director Zhang, who had died in a car accident.
Facing Director Zhang, he was the player, easily deciding his life and death.
But facing He Sen and his son, he seemed just like a pawn.
Just as Hou Wen had laid down, Captain Hu pushed the door and entered.
He ignored him, and so did Captain Hu, who discreetly removed a recording pen stuck behind the table before leaving.
Captain Hu and Liang Jianfeng were listening to the recording, their expressions growing more severe.
"Hou Wen’s mind is extraordinarily deep!"
They had not expected Yao Jinsheng to be controlled by Hou Wen.
When had he captured him?
Yao Jinsheng had been missing for a few days, and no one in Dujiang City noticed?
A director had disappeared, and yet no one noticed, which was ridiculous.
Captain Hu asked, "Officer Liang, should we go and rescue him?"
Liang Jianfeng didn’t respond, instead calling Song Guanchao.
Song Guanchao had been asleep, suddenly woken by the call, he jolted upright.
"Yao Jinsheng has been captured..." Liang Jianfeng informed him.
"Tss—this old dog, so sinister."
Song Guanchao really hadn’t expected that Hou Wen, even when under control, still had the capacity to turn the tables.
He had underestimated him.
He glanced at the time, it was almost midnight.
"Officer Liang, you go immediately to Shilong Town with your men and bring Yao Jinsheng back!"
"Just bring him back?"
Director Liang’s question made Song Guanchao pause.
Song Guanchao quickly realized that Director Liang was suggesting whether they should take the opportunity to dispose of Yao Jinsheng.
Hou Wen could keep secrets, but Yao Jinsheng might not.
If that guy spilt all, both the essential and non-essential, it could lead to trouble.
Song Guanchao said, "He’s not stupid to that extent, and someone will warn him."
Song Guanchao clicked his tongue in surprise; he really hadn’t expected this.
Director Liang unexpectedly harbored such thoughts.
He realized that he genuinely didn’t understand Director Liang at all.
He had always thought of Director Liang as a staunch enforcer of procedural justice.
However, that was not the case.
Director Liang did have justice in his heart, but he understood a principle more clearly; people like Yao Jinsheng could be mistakenly killed if executed en masse, but staggering the executions would definitely allow some to escape.
If the law couldn’t sanction him, and given such an opportunity, Director Liang didn’t mind being a vigilante just this once.
After hanging up the phone, Director Liang stood up and said, "Xiao Hu, take a team with me. Fill the magazines, bring spare ones too, and gather in the courtyard in fifteen minutes."
Director Liang paused, and then phoned Wu Xinan.
"Old Wu, stop sleeping, get up. I’m coming to pick you up."
"I’m taking you to earn some merits!"
"Can’t sleep tonight."
Song Guanchao shook his head to clear it.
After dressing, he started making phone calls.
Half an hour later, in the hotel conference room.
Song Guanchao had only summoned Liang Jiajia and two other officers; the task was simple and didn’t require many people.
Moreover, with more people, the process could get messy, and he couldn’t be completely sure that no one here would leak the information.
Originally, he planned to follow the process, wait a day or two to arrest Wang Meihua, continue with the process, and wait a couple more days to gradually transfer the money back.
But now, Hou Wen was playing a risky game, forcing him to arrest people overnight and finish in one night what usually took a week.
He couldn’t wait, not even for a moment.
Once it was daylight, Jiang Yuan might go straight to the provincial authorities.
Hou Wen was willing to cooperate, but it had to be Jiang Yuan who took over the case.
As soon as the provincial leaders learned that Hou Wen had spoken these words, no matter how much Song Guanchao promised to return the money, the provincial leaders wouldn’t care.
Because it was Hou Wen who had transferred the money, they only trusted him.
And they wouldn’t dare make a mistake.
So, Song Guanchao had to race against time.
He had to completely resolve the case before Jiang Yuan could reach the provincial authorities.
Song Guanchao said, "Hou Wen’s offshore account overseas has already been verified. It’s controlled by three individuals, one of whom is Wang Meihua..."
"Wang Meihua is Hou Wen’s distant cousin and also his mistress."
"The addresses of these three individuals have been found. You guys come with me now to make the arrests."
Liang Jiajia and the others were puzzled.
Verified? When had this happened?
And having even found their addresses, the efficiency was almost too high.
The key point was, as the officers responsible for interrogating this case, they were utterly unaware of when this information had been obtained.
It was as if Song Guanchao had another source of information.
The three looked bewildered as they followed Song Guanchao downstairs.
"Officer Liang, you three take one car and follow me."
As Liang Jiajia was about to get into the car, something felt off. She approached and asked, "We’re arresting three people tonight?"
"Then why didn’t you call for more officers?"
Song Guanchao lowered his voice, "I don’t trust them. You sit in the car and can monitor them. With more people, we’d need several cars. If someone leaks information in the car, who would know?"
"Plus, I will soon contact the Dujiang City authorities. Once we’ve made the arrests, they will send people over to escort us back."
Liang Jiajia realized, "You are very thorough."
Song Guanchao sneakily pinched her butt, "On the way back, just the two of us in one car."
"You naughty scoundrel," Liang Jiajia muttered with a blush.
Song Guanchao chuckled mischievously, "Is it really naughty? It smelled pretty good when you kissed it."
Liang Jiajia couldn’t handle the crudeness and stomped on his shoe, quickly walking away.
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