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

For him, Ji Changming, a prosecutor, conducting interrogations is his job.

It is barely acceptable to ask Qi Tongwei, the Public Security Bureau Chief, to cooperate.

But why the hell let Li Dakang go?

Let a member of the provincial party committee and the municipal party committee secretary interrogate a criminal suspect?

Is this an interrogation or a trial?

Is Hou Liangping crazy or stupid?

Who does he think he is?

The leader of the Central Task Force?

Uncontrollable anger rushed from the bottom of Ji Changming's heart to the top of his head, and he almost crushed his phone.

"Hou Liangping!"

He finally couldn't suppress his anger. Although his voice was still low, every word was like a needle tempered with ice. "Do you think you are Secretary Sha? You can ask anyone to cooperate if you want?"

His voice trembled slightly with extreme anger.

"Do you know what rank Secretary Li Dakang holds? Do you know how absurd your request is? Are you investigating the case or are you trying to fool me?"

Hou Liangping on the other end of the phone seemed stunned by the sudden anger. He probably never thought that he would be scolded harshly in return for reporting such a huge achievement.

"No, Inspector Ji, I...I'm doing this for the case. The suspect just requested this, and there's nothing we can do! This is a major breakthrough. If we miss it..."

"Shut up!"

Ji Changming interrupted him harshly, "I'm telling you, Hou Liangping, put away your self-righteous ideas! This is Handong, not Beijing! Don't say I can't invite Li Dakang. Even if I could, do you think he would go? Do you want the entire Handong officialdom to laugh at our provincial procuratorate?"

He could almost imagine how dark Li Dakang's face would turn when he heard this request.

I'm afraid the table will be overturned on the spot.

"That's enough! I have something very important to deal with! Don't call me again! You handle this case on your own!"

After saying this, Ji Changming didn't give Hou Liangping any chance to explain himself and simply hung up the phone.

He leaned against the pillar, his chest heaving violently, and tried hard to suppress the foul air in his chest.

This Hou Liangping, relying on the support of Zhong Xiaoai, the wife of the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection, is becoming more and more fearless and ignorant of his own limitations!

He is simply a trouble maker!

Ji Changming slowly stood up, straightened his wrinkled collar, and tried to restore his expression to its previous calm and humble state.

He quietly stuck his head out and took a look at the figures walking away in the distance.

Ji Changming's heart sank.

Let Li Dakang go to the interrogation room?

This thought just crossed his mind once, yet it made him shudder with absurdity.

Although Hou Liangping's phone call did not alarm the big fish ahead, it caused a huge wave in Ji Changming's heart.

He suddenly felt that the land beneath his feet was far more dangerous than he had imagined.

Hou Liangping held the phone that had been hung up, listening to the busy tone, his face turning pale.

Ji Changming's voice, filled with suppressed anger, still echoed in his ears, and every word pierced his swollen self-esteem.

"what happened?"

Chen Hai's voice came from the side. He looked at Hou Liangping's ugly face with a searching look in his eyes.

Hou Liangping put his phone back into his pocket with a somewhat awkward movement.

He curled the corners of his mouth and sneered disdainfully. The person who had just been scolded was not him.

"What is Ji Jian doing?"

Chen Hai asked again. He could feel the lingering gunpowder smell from Hou Liangping.

"Flattering."

Hou Liangping's voice was not loud, but it was filled with sharp sarcasm.

He looked towards the end of the corridor. It was empty, but he seemed to see Ji Changming's humbly kneeling back.

Chen Hai was stunned when he heard this, but then he couldn't help laughing.

He patted Hou Liangping on the shoulder and shook his head: "You are still the bravest monkey."

There was a hint of helplessness and admiration in that laughter.

In the complex world of Handong, perhaps only Hou Liangping, a "Beijing official", dares to evaluate his immediate superior so bluntly.

Hou Liangping snorted and said nothing more, but the unhappiness in his heart was greatly alleviated by Chen Hai's teasing.

He adjusted his collar to get rid of the mess he had just made.

He strode towards the heavy door of the interrogation room, followed closely by Chen Hai.

When I opened the door, cold air hit me in the face.

The lighting in the interrogation room was pale, making everything look bloodless.

The middle-aged man was sitting upright on the interrogation chair.

He was not like the usual suspects who were panicked, depressed, or pretending to be calm.

He sat upright with his hands flat on his knees, exuding a calmness and majesty that was out of tune with the environment.

He didn't even look up at the two people who came in. His eyes fell calmly on the empty table in front of him, examining a chess game, and he was the player.

This attitude made Hou Liangping feel inexplicably irritated.

What he hated most were prisoners who didn't take him seriously.

He strode across to the table, pulled out a chair and sat down, slamming the folder in his hand on the table with a loud bang.

"boom!"

Zhao Yuanchao didn't even move his eyelids.

Chen Hai sat down next to him, his eyes lingering on Zhao Yuanchao for a few seconds, secretly amazed.

This man has a unique military temperament that ordinary corrupt officials cannot fake.

Seeing that his show of force had no effect, Hou Liangping became angry again.

He leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table, staring into Zhao Yuanchao's eyes, his tone filled with a hint of condescending arrogance.

"I'll give you another chance."

He spoke in a cold, hard voice, "Don't count on it. You won't be able to see Li Dakang or Qi Tongwei. Who are they? And who are you? Do you still want to hold a three-court trial?"

He paused deliberately, observing the other party's reaction, but the other party remained calm.

Hou Liangping felt like he had punched cotton, so he could only continue speaking with a stiff upper lip: "Confess the truth. You will be more valuable if you tell me. My words will have more impact than theirs."

Chapter 23 Hou Liangping is confident that he has more power than Sha Ruijin!

Hou Liangping deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of the word "I" and tried to suppress the other party by using his identity as the director of the investigation department of the Anti-Corruption Bureau.

He wanted to make this person believe that Hou Liangping was a higher-ranking official than Li Dakang!

Even Sha Ruijin had to listen to him!

Hou Liangping is confident that he has more power than Sha Ruijin!

He believed that as long as the other party was a government official, he would understand the significance of this matter.

Finally, Zhao Yuanchao responded.

He slowly raised his head, and his deep eyes looked directly at Hou Liangping for the first time.

There was no fear, no pleading, or even anger in those eyes, only a condescending scrutiny and a hint of ridicule.

"Handong Province,"

Zhao Yuanchao's lips opened and closed slightly. His voice was not loud, but it was extremely clear. Every word struck Hou Liangping's nerves precisely. "There really are monsters everywhere."

As soon as these words came out, the air in the interrogation room froze instantly.

Chen Hai's pupils suddenly shrank and he subconsciously looked at Hou Liangping.

Hou Liangping's face turned black in an instant, and blood rushed to his forehead.

He felt humiliated like never before.

He represented the sharp sword of the country's highest anti-corruption agency. He came down to investigate a case, but was pointed at and called a "monster" by a prisoner?

How outrageous this is!

How lawless!

"What did you say!"

Hou Liangping slammed the table, stood up suddenly, pointed at Zhao Yuanchao's nose and shouted, "Say it again!"

He was so angry that his chest heaved violently, and his face, which he always prided himself on being handsome, was now distorted by anger.

"Who do you think you are? A corrupt official who appeared out of nowhere, and you dare to speak nonsense here and criticize Handong?"

"I'm telling you! Monsters and demons, it's you, a bunch of parasites! It's you, the stubborn ones who sit in the interrogation chair and still refuse to repent!"

Hou Liangping's voice echoed in the small interrogation room, making people's ears buzz.

He was completely enraged, and all the interrogation techniques and psychological tactics were thrown out of the window.

Now he just wanted to use the most direct language to tear off the hateful calm mask of the man in front of him.

"Don't act sober with me! And don't try to confuse me with this kind of talk! I'm telling you, it's useless! In my place, Hou Liangping, no matter who you are or what your background is, you have to honestly explain your problems to me! Who do you think you are? The king of heaven?"

Faced with Hou Liangping's stormy rebuke, Zhao Yuanchao's expression remained unchanged.

He just looked at the exasperated young prosecutor quietly, his eyes even glancing at...

disappointment.

That hint of disappointment accurately pierced Hou Liangping's anger.