"Uh-huh! The senior leader has secretly ordered that I put all my effort into the investigation and take necessary actions as needed," Xu Qigang conveyed the instructions he had personally received from the deputy leader at the Provincial Command Center the night he returned.
"That’s great!" Liang Ximing could not contain his happiness.
Shen Feihu, with a stern face, looked at Xu Qigang, "Tell me the truth, do you know who did it?"
"I know; I brought the evidence back."
Both men stood up in shock, "Where’s the evidence? How come I haven’t heard about it?"
"You really know how to keep your cool."
"President, I had Qin Yue take the evidence back to the Southern District."
"What? Why did you let him take it?"
Xu Qigang explained, "I was worried about a leak. If I brought those two attackers back, the news would definitely get out. So I had Qin Yue secretly take them back to the Southern District. Moreover, in my report to the higher-ups, I’m going to write that these two died in action."
"One of the ten people I provided to you?"
"Uh-huh!" Xu Qigang nodded emotionlessly.
"Damn it!" Unable to restrain himself any longer, Shen Feihu slammed the table hard, creating a noticeable dent shaped like a fist. The source of this content ɪs 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝓷𝓮𝓽
"Actually, there’s another critical point," Xu Qigang pursed his lips. His handsome face showed a hint of depth and coldness beyond his usual guarded demeanor, well concealed so that it was hard to discern.
"The battle at the station where Meng Fan died that year has always been under investigation by the Southern District. They discovered that the request for assistance received by the district had a one-hour discrepancy from the actual time."
"One hour? My God! Even if the rescue could have arrived half an hour earlier, Meng Fan wouldn’t have died."
"No!" Xu Qigang pressed his temples in anguish, "Just ten minutes. I received the notification and rushed over non-stop without sleeping, eating, or drinking, only to be ten minutes late. Just an extra ten minutes and such a tragedy wouldn’t have happened."
Meng Fan’s death was an everlasting scar for Xu Qigang.
The office fell into an oppressive silence for a moment, with none of the three speaking. Finally, it was Xu Qigang who broke the stillness, "One of the two attackers was from the communications department at that time, which is why I sent them back to the Southern District with Qin Yue, hoping to clarify the real cause of Meng Fan’s death."
"Good! I support you, and if you need any help, just say the word."
"I need to apply for a trip to the Southern District. I doubt Qin Yue will be able to get the results without me." He was also worried that if Qin Yue messed up the interrogation, it would cause more trouble.
"No problem, anytime is fine."
"Additionally, both individuals’ records are in the Northern District. I would like to request the President’s help to thoroughly investigate the background and all experiences of the two individuals, as well as inquire into all of their acquaintances."
Liang Ximing said, "Leave it to me. It’ll be done before you depart."
"Qigang, who is the mastermind behind this? Such audacious and unforgivable acts can’t be committed by these two nobodies," Shen Feihu’s question went straight to the heart of the matter, "If you have a suspect in mind, don’t hold back. Tell me directly."
"Yes!" Xu Qigang took off his hat and nodded, "It’s Shen Yu; he’s also the one who kidnapped Meng Ping. Last night, Chen Yingjie followed the clues to Shen Yu’s secret courtyard and just happened to see a man with a scarred face. He has been following him, and up until now, there’s been no news."