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

Zhao Yuanchao leaned back in his chair, listening quietly, holding a cigarette between his fingers. The scarlet flame flickered in the dim light, just like his unfathomable eyes.

"It mainly involves two places,"

Gao Cheng continued, his tone becoming increasingly serious. "One is the Jinghai Construction Group. They use developed real estate and abandoned construction sites to provide this organization with secret bases for hiding, operations, and transportation. The other is Jinghai City's most luxurious entertainment city, Baijinhan."

When the three words "Bai Jinhan" were mentioned, disgust flashed in Gao Cheng's eyes.

"That's where they screen 'supplies', conduct transactions, and entertain 'customers'. Many victims were drugged or deceived at Baijinhan, and then disappeared."

Chapter 85 The backer has fallen

Only Gao Cheng's voice echoed in the conference room, and every word he said was like a stone, hitting the dead silence.

"Jinghai Construction, Bai Jinhan... These two seemingly unrelated entities are connected by an invisible thread. We investigated for a long time and found that they share a common umbrella of protection."

Gao Cheng raised his head and looked directly into the calm eyes behind the smoke.

"Zhao Lidong, Executive Vice Mayor of Jinghai City."

When this name was spoken, the shock or surprise that Gao Cheng had expected did not appear on Zhao Yuanchao's face.

Zhao Yuanchao didn't even move the fingers holding the cigarette.

He was just leaning against it. What Gao Cheng just mentioned was not a powerful official in a prefecture-level city, but a name not worth mentioning.

The ultimate calm.

In the eyes of local people in Jinghai, the name Zhao Lidong represents power and rules.

His words can make a company flourish instantly, or make a person fall into ruin forever.

In the land of Jinghai, Zhao Lidong is the sky.

But now, this "sky" is not even a breeze in front of Chief Zhao Yuanchao.

Zhao Yuanchao slowly exhaled a smoke ring, the smoke rose and dissipated, revealing his calm eyes.

He looked at Gao Cheng, his eyes showing no contempt or anger, only...

Indifferent.

That is the indifference of standing on the top of a mountain and overlooking the ants fighting for food at the foot of the mountain.

Zhao Lidong?

During Zhao Yuanchao's military career, he was too lazy to even remember the names of characters of this level.

They are just an insignificant coordinate point on the map, only occasionally mentioned when formulating battle plans, as an obstacle that needs to be "cleared" or "bypassed".

Not to mention that he, Zhao Yuanchao, is personally in charge of Handong. Just throwing a character like Qi Tongwei into Jinghai is enough to kill Zhao Lidong and the entire interest group behind him.

No matter how powerful a local deputy mayor is, his power is limited to the land of Handong.

Zhao Yuanchao's power has long surpassed geographical limitations.

The web that Zhao Lidong wove in Jinghai looked impenetrable, but in Zhao Yuanchao's view, it was just spider silk that would break with a single poke.

"Since there's something fishy about Zhao Lidong, let's arrest him and investigate!"

Zhao Yuanchao made a phone call and said lightly.

The Handong Provincial Public Security Department took immediate action.

Police lights blared as they headed straight for Jinghai.

Jingzhou Military Region Hospital, conference room.

Every tick of the second hand of the quartz clock on the wall is like a small hammer, hitting everyone's nerves neither lightly nor heavily.

Chief of Staff Zhou Shoujing stood upright at the door like an iron tower, his eyes looking straight ahead.

Sha Ruijin sat upright with his back straight and his hands flat on his knees. This was a standard and impeccable posture.

He didn't look at anyone, his gaze fixed on the cup of tea in front of him that had already gone cold. The surface of the water reflected the light from the ceiling, motionless, just like his expression at the moment.

But the calmer he is, the more it shows how turbulent his heart is.

Zhao Yuanchao's identity and the level of this operation have far exceeded the scope that a provincial party secretary can control.

He is not a chess player now, but a chess piece passively involved in the game, and cannot even see the overall picture of the chessboard.

Gao Yuliang, who was sitting opposite him, seemed much more "relaxed".

His deep eyes were half-closed, making it impossible to see the emotions in them.

But the occasional rapid movement of his eyes revealed the fact that his brain was working at a rapid pace.

It was not normal for Zhao Yuanchao to leave without saying a word and not return for a long time.

Have you discovered a more serious problem?

Or was there something wrong with the operation itself?

This pool of water is deeper than he imagined.

The most unbearable one is He Liming, Secretary General of the Provincial Party Committee.

He was fidgeting, shifting his buttocks several times in the chair. The fine beads of sweat on his forehead shone with a greasy light under the light.

He didn't dare to look at Sha Ruijin, let alone Gao Yuliang. He could only lower his head and stare at his shiny leather shoes.

He felt like a prisoner on the bench, waiting for the boot that was still taking a long time to fall.

These three power cores of Handong Province are now trapped in this small conference room, sharing the torment.

At the same time, Jinghai.

The atmosphere in Bai Jinhan’s private club on the top floor was equally depressing.

Beside the expensive mahogany long table, Chen Tai, the CEO of Jinghai Construction, had a face so gloomy that water could drip out of it.

He stared at the calm man sitting in the main seat.

"Mayor Zhao, tell me the truth, what's going on? This is no small matter!"

Zhao Lidong held a glass of Romanee-Conti, gently shaking the scarlet wine, with a faint smile on his face.

He turned a blind eye to the fear and panic that could not be concealed on the faces of the people around him.

"Why are you panicking? You've been through so many ups and downs over the years, and this little scene scared you?"

His voice was quiet, but it had a strangely calming effect.

"rest assured,"

Zhao Lidong brought the wine glass to his lips, took a sip, and then slowly put it down, his eyes sweeping over everyone present, "The sky won't fall."

He leaned forward slightly and said in a tone as if sharing a secret, "There's someone above me."

To prove his words, he took out his cell phone in front of everyone, skillfully dialed a number and pressed the dial button.

The name that lit up on the screen was "Secretary He".

This is Zhao Lidong’s heaven!

He placed his cell phone on the table and turned on speakerphone so that everyone could hear how solid the support behind him was.

"Beep...beep..."

The notification tone of the phone being connected echoed in the silent room. Everyone held their breath and stared at the phone.

This voice became their only lifeline at this moment.

At this time, in the conference room of Jingzhou Hospital.

A sharp ring of a cell phone tore through the dead silence.

The buzzing sound came from He Liming.

Two pairs of eyes, no, three, together with Zhou Shoujing's gaze, instantly focused on him like a searchlight.

He Liming was startled and frantically took out his cell phone from his pocket.

The phone vibrated violently in his palm, like an elusive loach.

He finally managed to steady himself and see the caller ID on the screen.

——Zhao Lidong.

Just three words, but they carried a tremendous weight, causing He Liming's face to turn pale and bloodless.

His breathing stopped instantly.

To answer or not to answer?

The thought exploded in his mind.

catch?

What can he say to Zhao Lidong?

Tell him that General Zhao Yuanchao has come to Handong in person and has presided over a military strike, and that the provincial police have rushed to Jinghai, so he should run away quickly?

Then I am an accomplice!

Sha Ruijin and Gao Yuliang are sitting here. If they open their mouths, they will be digging their own graves!

Don't answer?

Abandon Zhao Lidong?

This call, coming at this critical moment, was clearly Zhao Lidong's signal for help.

If you don't answer the call, you are telling him clearly that you, He Liming, want to draw a clear line between you and him.

His fingers were hovering above the screen, shaking uncontrollably.

Cold sweat slid down his temples and dripped onto the phone screen. ...

However, just when the third "beep" sounded, the sound stopped abruptly.

The call was hung up.

at this time.

Jinghai, Bai Jinhan.