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Li Jinlong sold fertilizer at inflated prices without authorization, and as long as he didn't admit it, Li Zhihao would be completely uninvolved.

The accounts entering the fertilizer plant are all at cost price. Who has evidence to prove that Li Zhihao was involved?

The fear is that Li Jinlong will not be able to withstand the intimidation from the Public Security Bureau.

Li Zhihao felt a chill for no apparent reason. He had a premonition that Zhang Dabiao was not simple.

What could be so extraordinary about a commune secretary from Liuxian County?

Who reported the overpriced fertilizer purchase?

Hong Qingyuan, it must be Hong Qingyuan, he's disliked me for a long time.

Li Zhihao stormed into Hong Qingyuan's office, where Hong was reading the newspaper.

"What do you need the financial statements for?"

Li Jinlong snatched the newspaper from Hong Qingyuan's hand, his face contorted with rage.

Hong Qingyuan adjusted his glasses and said slowly, "Director Li, we are both managers at the fertilizer plant, why can't I look at the financial statements?"

"What is your relationship with Zhang Dabiao?"

Li Zhihao was too lazy to argue with him, so he asked directly.

"Oh, didn't Zhang Dabiao ask you to approve the fertilizer application? You didn't approve it?"

"Hong Qingyuan, stop with your sarcastic remarks! If you're a man, just say it: why was Zhang Dabiao taken away by the police?"

"I'm a man, and I can tell you for sure, I don't know Zhang Dabiao." Hong Qingyuan stood up and looked at Li Zhihao coldly.

Li Zhihao took two steps back. This usually taciturn deputy factory director had a chilling gaze.

"Since it has nothing to do with you, return the ledger to Old Sun."

"I haven't finished reading it yet," Hong Qingyuan replied firmly.

"Alright, Hong Qingyuan, you just wait."

Li Zhihao was rebuffed and left in a huff.

Hong Qingyuan could no longer concentrate on the newspaper and gradually pieced together the whole story.

As the deputy factory director, he was certainly aware of the shady things Li Zhihao had done, but he had no power to stop him.

The fertilizer factory's delivery slips all require Li Zhihao's signature, and whoever comes to purchase fertilizer will eventually go to the agricultural technology station.

Hong Qingyuan had secretly inquired and found that the fertilizers purchased from the agricultural technology station had been marked up, and the price difference ultimately ended up in Li Zhihao's pocket.

The fertilizer plant's books were all clean, showing that everything was sold at cost, so Li Zhihao naturally bore no responsibility.

Yesterday, Zhang Dabiao came to buy fertilizer. Hong Qingyuan, considering that the commune really needed fertilizer, kindly reminded Zhang Dabiao to add a little money.

As the deputy factory director, it is shameful to urge customers to pay more, but if they don't pay more, the local people will not have fertilizer, and their crops will suffer a reduced harvest. After weighing the options, being able to buy fertilizer is the priority.

The security guard informed us today that Zhang Dabiao and Li Jinlong have been taken away by the Public Security Bureau.

At that moment, Hong Qingyuan sensed something: the newly arrived Vice Governor Zhou was going to crack down on the fertilizer plant.

The righteous official has arrived! The fertilizer plant should have been rectified long ago. Li Zhihao has been monopolizing the fertilizer plant and using it as a tool to make money. It's harder than climbing to heaven for farmers to buy affordable fertilizer.

Hong Qingyuan didn't know why he wanted to get his hands on the financial ledgers as soon as possible. He felt that since Vice Governor Zhou had only just arrived in Huailin City, it was impossible for him to know about Li Zhihao's fertilizer resale so quickly. They must have discovered the problem through the factory's finances.

Regardless of anything else, let's get the ledger first, lest Li Zhihao create a fake one.

Waiting, waiting for the dawn to shine on the fertilizer plant.

Zhou Zhonghai and Fu Sanjun rushed to the Municipal Public Security Bureau, where Ouyang Bian was already waiting.

"Vice Governor Zhou, Secretary Fu, hello, I am Ouyang Bian."

Ouyang Bian knew Zhou Zhonghai, but Zhou Zhonghai did not know Ouyang Bian.

After shaking hands, Zhou Zhonghai said, "Ouyang Bian? The Bian of 'feces'?"

Ouyang Bian blushed and explained, "The character 'Bian' in 'sunrise' implies that the sun shines brightly."

"The meaning is good, but the name is terrible. The first thing that comes to my mind is poop. I don't even know the name Bian you mentioned."

Ouyang Bian's face darkened, and Fu Sanjun lowered his head. This vice governor's education level was indeed a bit low.

"Alright, shall we begin the interrogation?"

"Not yet, we're waiting for you to sit in on the proceedings."

"Alright, take it and let's hear what Li Jinlong has to say in his defense."

Ouyang Bian led the two leaders into the one-way glass observation room behind the interrogation room.

Inside the auditorium, Gu Quan and Zhang Dabiao were already waiting. When they saw Zhou Zhonghai and Fu Sanjun enter, they quickly stood up.

Zhou Zhonghai frowned and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Zhang Dabiao was stunned. Yesterday at lunch, he was so approachable. Why did he change his attitude today?

"Zhang Dabiao, let's go take your statement."

"I...I..."

I didn't say anything; I was pulled away by Koizumi.

Li Jinlong's thoughts were completely disrupted by Zhang Dabiao's constant cursing. Once he entered the interrogation room and calmed down, he realized that he had said everything he should and shouldn't have said.

Of course, there are also things that weren't mentioned, such as the fact that his daring to resell fertilizer at inflated prices was instigated by his cousin, Li Zhihao.

Li Jinlong wanted to smoke, but his briefcase was confiscated, and the cigarettes were inside.

Frustrated, he scratched his head and made a decision: he absolutely could not betray his cousin. He would take all the blame himself, and his cousin might find a way to save him.

The money he made from reselling fertilizer over the years is probably enough to get him executed.

After a long wait, two police officers entered the interrogation room.

"Li Jinlong, raise your head."

A comrade said sternly. Li Jinlong raised his head and looked ten years older in just over an hour.

"Li Jinlong, do you know why we arrested you?" The question was utterly devoid of emotion.

"I...know. I resell fertilizer." Li Jinlong's heart trembled.

"Zhang Dabiao confessed that he went to the fertilizer factory yesterday and found Li Zhihao. Li Zhihao said he didn't have any fertilizer, so he wrote Zhang Dabiao a note telling him to come to you. Zhang Dabiao quickly purchased 20 tons of fertilizer. Is this true?"

"Officer, I have fertilizer. Our agricultural technology station has an annual quota. Director Li was worried that Zhang Dabiao wouldn't be able to buy fertilizer and wouldn't be able to explain himself, so he sent him to our agricultural technology station to ask."

The police officer slammed his hand on the table: "All you need to do is answer whether it's true or not?"

"Yes!" Li Jinlong lowered his head.

"The fertilizers from the agricultural technology station are distributed according to demand, so why are you selling fertilizers to others?" the police officer asked.

"The quota has been relaxed. Our station has a quota of 20,000 tons per year, and we don't necessarily have to sell them all. There will always be a surplus."

As soon as he finished speaking, the police officer slammed his fist on the table: "Li Jinlong, don't think you can get away with this by lying. The agricultural technology station's accounts are already in the hands of the Discipline Inspection Commission. We have all the information we have on how much fertilizer you sold and how much money you collected in a year."

Li Jinlong was dumbfounded; he had forgotten about the account book.

What can we do? Their agricultural technology station's fertilizer quota is 20,000 tons, but he's probably reselling 200,000 tons.

"The price increases by twenty yuan per ton of fertilizer, so ten tons would be two hundred, one hundred tons would be two thousand, ten thousand tons would be twenty thousand, and one hundred thousand tons would be two hundred thousand..."

Li Jinlong felt uneasy. Two hundred thousand tons is 40 yuan. 40 yuan! Have we made that much money over the years?

But he only had 20,000 yuan in the bank. Where did the money go?

"No, no, not all of them were charged an extra twenty dollars. Most were charged five or ten dollars."

When you're in a hurry, you're more likely to tell the truth.

"Li Jinlong, whether it's five yuan, ten yuan, or twenty yuan, the amount you've made by using national resources to buy and sell is enough to warrant being shot eight hundred times over."

"I didn't, I took the smaller portion."

"Who took the lion's share?"

As the conversation progressed and the key issue was brought up, Li Jinlong fell silent.