Hou Liangping arrested a hawkish general, and his father-in-law panicked

Chen Tai, the chairman of the Construction Group and the uncrowned king of the Jinghai underground world, is like a toothless tiger at this moment.

He leaned back in his chair, his eyes closed, and his heavy breathing was particularly clear in the silent room.

He was hit several times and there was blood at the corner of his mouth, but he seemed to feel no pain, or rather, the fear in his heart far outweighed the physical pain.

As for Xu Jiang and Bai Jiangbo, these two businessmen who relied on power and violence to survive, they collapsed long ago.

Xu Jiang was shaking all over, his teeth chattering and making a "clacking" sound.

Bai Jiangbo slumped in his chair, his eyes empty as he kept muttering, "It's over... It's all over..."

The process of their arrest was simple and brutal, leaving no room for leniency.

They were not policemen they were familiar with, nor were they from the Discipline Inspection Commission.

When those people broke in, they were carrying the smell of gunpowder, smoke and blood.

Their eyes are looking at the dead.

There was no arrest warrant, no procedure, he simply smashed the resisting bodyguards away with the butt of his gun and dragged them out like dead dogs.

"Who are you targeting?"

Zhao Lidong finally couldn't help it and spoke in a hoarse voice, breaking the silence.

No one answered him.

The four of them were like grasshoppers on the same rope, so entangled that no one could tell who was implicated.

"Oh shit!"

Xu Jiang suddenly cursed, his voice tinged with tears. "Isn't it just a matter of demolition, building an entertainment city, and lending money? Is it really that serious? Do you really need to use the army to arrest me?!"

"force?"

This word was like a bomb, exploding in Zhao Lidong and Chen Tai's minds.

The two of them suddenly raised their heads and stared at Xu Jiang.

"How do you know it's the military?"

Chen Tai's voice was as hoarse as a broken gong.

“I…I saw it!”

Xu Jiang grasped at straws and frantically defended himself, "The car they were driving! It had a military license plate! I saw it clearly! The Beijing V license plate! And the camouflage uniforms they were wearing... were exactly the same as the ones in the military exercises on TV!"

silence.

Dead silence.

If they had previously held on to the illusion that some enemy had used their connections in the province to torture them to death, then the two words "military license plate" completely shattered all their hopes.

In Handong, they can ignore the mayor, compete with the provincial department heads, and even dare to set traps for the provincial party committee leaders in secret.

Because they are familiar with the rules of the game, know where the boundaries of power are, and know what can be settled with money and what can be resolved with relationships.

But the military has a completely different logic.

That is the state's violence machine. It has no rules, no human feelings, only orders.

Zhao Lidong's body swayed and he almost fell off the chair.

He finally figured out why Lin Jianguo fell and why the entire Jinghai was blocked.

He remembered the Red Flag car parked in front of Buckingham's door and the missing "big shot".

He always thought that he was just a passing Beijing official, at most a vice-ministerial level official.

Only now did he realize how wrong he had been.

They weren't arm wrestling with their provincial political opponents; they were literally reaching into a tiger's mouth and pulling out its teeth.

That's not vice-ministerial level, not even ministerial level...

The power to mobilize the army and arrest people directly at the local level was beyond his imagination.

For the first time, real fear appeared on Chen Tai's face.

He has been in society all his life, from street fighting to running a group. What kind of scenes has he not seen?

But all his experience and ruthlessness became a joke in the face of the absolute state machine.

He suddenly remembered his assets hidden overseas and his wife and children.

He found that it all became meaningless.

When the other party decides to use the army against you, it means that they have no intention of giving you the chance to speak or go to court.

The door of the interrogation room opened with a click.

A young man in an officer's uniform walked in. Without looking at anyone, he threw four documents on the table in front of the four people.

"have a look."

His voice was calm. "This is your evidence. If it's not written here, you can confess it yourself."

After saying that, he turned and left, as if staying even a second longer would be a waste of time.

Zhao Lidong picked up the document with trembling hands.

That's not an indictment, nor is it a trial transcript.

That's a list.

It is densely packed with names, projects, and shocking numbers.

Ever since he became deputy district chief, for more than 20 years, every dirty thing he has done, every penny of black money he has received, and every confidant he has promoted have been clearly recorded.

There are some things that even he himself almost forgot.

The paper in his hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

He knew that this was not the work of the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection or the Procuratorate.

Their investigation couldn't possibly be so thorough, so...

fatal.

This can only come from one place.

A mysterious and powerful intelligence agency that is above all government departments and directly responsible to the top level.

Zhao Lidong made an incomprehensible gurgling sound from his throat, and he collapsed into the chair, completely giving up struggling.

He finally understood what kind of existence they had offended.

They're finished.

This time, there is no escape.

Chapter 96 Zhong Xiaoai can’t move forward without Zhong Zhengguo!

Provincial Party Committee Building, small conference room on the top floor.

The air was thick with smoke and so heavy that it seemed as if water could drip out of it.

Three cigarettes of different brands were placed in three crystal ashtrays, each accumulating a small amount of grayish-white ash, but no one flicked it away.

Provincial Party Secretary Sha Ruijin, Provincial Party Deputy Secretary and Secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Commission Gao Yuliang, and Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection Secretary Liu Kaijiang, the three power cores of Handong Province, now seemed to be trapped at this conference table by invisible shackles.

Outside the window was the dusk of Jingzhou, the provincial capital. The skyline was dyed a sickly orange-red, like some kind of ominous omen.

But the atmosphere in the conference room was even more dull and depressing than the twilight outside the window.

Jinghai has become a black hole.

Since yesterday afternoon, all communications to Jinghai have been intermittent.

They called Lin Jianguo, secretary of the Jinghai Municipal Party Committee, but either no one answered the phone, or the secretary said in a trembling voice, "Secretary Lin is in a meeting."

What meeting?

Who are you meeting with?

no one knows.

They only knew that a thunder force with a military background, which was not under the jurisdiction of Handong Province, was rampaging in Jinghai City in an unreasonable manner.

"Ji Changming and He Liming, are they still in the provincial department?"

Sha Ruijin finally spoke, his voice hoarse. He put out the cigarette butt and took out another one from the cigarette box, but did not light it. He just held it between his fingers.

Liu Kaijiang nodded, his face ashen.

As the secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission, his people were bypassed and the case was taken over by the Public Security Bureau, which in itself was a humiliation.

"Ji Changming is relatively easy to talk about, mainly because he was implicated by Hou Liangping. He is very tight-lipped and insists that all procedures were in compliance and that it was Hou Liangping who acted on his own initiative. Hou Liangping's arrest of General Zhao Yuanchao had nothing to do with him."

"On your own initiative?"

Gao Yuliang sneered, and his elegant face was now covered with gloomy clouds.

"He's the director of the Anti-Corruption Bureau. How could he hold an unidentified person in an interrogation room for 24 hours without the cooperation of the Provincial Procuratorate? Ji Changming is trying to clear himself and put the blame on a young man!"

There was obvious anger in Gao Yuliang's voice.

Hou Liangping was his favorite student whom he promoted, but now he has become the fuse that ignited the entire Handong officialdom.

As a teacher, he felt ashamed and even more angry.

"Where's He Liming?"

Sha Ruijin ignored Gao Yuliang's complaints and turned his gaze to Liu Kaijiang.

Liu Kaijiang's expression grew even uglier. He lowered his voice, as if afraid anyone in the room might have ears. "This is a serious problem. We've all heard that tape. Huang Cuicui... the name matches the timeline of He Liming's food city project in Jingzhou. The provincial department only made preliminary inquiries, and his psychological defenses are about to collapse."

"waste!"

Gao Yuliang squeezed out two words from between his teeth.

He Liming is a member of his "Handa Gang". Although he is not the core, he is also a cadre supported by him.

Now that this domino has fallen, who knows who will be hit?

In this dead silence, a cell phone suddenly rang, as sharp as an air raid siren.