Staring at Zhou Wenhao's helpless look, Qiao Xue suddenly realized.

The port inspection hall with Zhong Ruoxi is the detached institution shrouded in power. At that time, when the inspector's office acted, even the ICAC had to retreat. How dare you ask for joint handling of cases?

Qiao Xue suddenly read Li Qing's words this morning. It seems that she suddenly realized something if there is nothing.

"We are alone." Zhou Wenhao's tone is a little heavy. "Pan Sen, director of the Independent Commission against corruption, is not an easy role to deal with. If the two sides conduct a joint investigation, they are bound to encounter some resistance."

Qiao Xue's pupil is tiny: "do you think he will cover up Qi Kuan?"

Zhou Wenhao picked up the signature pen on the table, turned a circle between his fingers, grinned and said, "now I suddenly think of Li Qing's words. It's reasonable for the people in Hong Kong to solve the things near Hong Kong."

Qiao Xue couldn't help wondering: "what does this mean?"

"You're from the investigation department, but you don't know as much as Xie Hongbo, a director of the inspection and action department. That's the difference between people inside and outside Hong Kong." Zhou Wenhao smiled, but anyone can see the deep anxiety from the bottom of his eyes, "Xie Hongbo has been here before you. According to him, the wife of the director of the Independent Commission against corruption pan Sen is the sister of Qi Yiping, the head of the Qi family, that is, he is Qi Kuan's uncle."

Biting her lips, Qiao Xue whispered, "in this way, things will be in trouble."

"The trouble is certain," Zhou Wenhao said. "The military and political aspects of the Qi family are too involved. We anticipated the current situation long before we started. Fortunately, the evidence in our hands is conclusive, and the possibility of their turnover is very small."

Qiao Xuexiu frowned: "it's not easy for Qi Kuan to confess. Can we take something with the characteristics of the inspector's office?"

"Do you want to be punished?" Zhou Wenhao suddenly raised his head and stared at Qiao Xue in shock.

"Is there any other way?"

"What you said is the characteristic of Zhong Ruoxi, not the inspector's office." Zhou Wenhao kept his voice very low. "Although we have always retained this investigation method, it also varies from person to person. Qi Kuan's identity is special. If you torture him, it will undoubtedly give the Qi family the handle to incite public opinion."

The jade hand supported the table, and Qiao Xue leaned forward slightly: "you said before that as long as you got the evidence, you could send Qi Kuan to a dead end. How can you be so passive now?"

"Do you doubt me?" Zhou Wenhao narrowed his eyes slightly.

"It's not a doubt, it's a reasonable question."

After a moment of silence, Zhou Wenhao stood up and stared at the night in Gangbei outside the landing window: "it's really not difficult, but it needs the help of an important person."

"I know who you're talking about." Qiao Xue took back her jade hand and took a half step back. "Li Qing, right? But don't forget that we used coercion to let him join the camp. Li Qing is smart enough. How could he do such a thing that destroys his foundation?"

Zhou Wenhao suddenly turned around and asked with a gloomy face, "how do you like to help him now?"

"Can we talk about things without personal feelings?"

Zhou Wenhao waved his hand in some trouble: "let me think."

"OK." Qiao Xue nodded his head and turned away cleanly.

Zhou Wenhao was left standing alone in front of the French window with a complicated look of anxiety on his face. Zhou Wenhao harbored a fact that he could not explain to anyone, that is, he wrongly estimated Li Qing. He thought he could make Li Qing obedient by virtue of a fake case that was enough to bring down Qian Liming. But the fact is that Lingang is not a place that only depends on legal procedures Can do things, and Li Qing's indifference to the rules has further led to today's embarrassing consequences

One in the morning.

Slender white fingers constantly beat on the table, like messy drums, causing Qi Kuan inexplicably upset.

He stared at the white jade hand on the opposite table and gently licked his lips: "I was wronged."

"Director Qi, the evidence we have is sufficient, and it's meaningless for you to continue to resist." Qiao Xue said without delay. "The illegal property you obtained from qiwude mainly comes from two aspects. One is the income from the illegal operation of Jiufang Entertainment City, the other is the bribe Ma Lijun received on your behalf, and the amount of the latter part..."

"Sergeant Qiao." Qi Kuan interrupted Qiao Xue, "you have been suspected of misleading and illegal interrogation."

Dong Dong!

Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Qiao Xue closed the folder with a "pa": "it doesn't matter if you don't recruit. I'll play with you slowly."

"OK." Qi Kuan's mouth rose slightly, stared at Qiao Xue, got up and walked out of the door of the interrogation room.

"Here?" Qiao Xue took the door and asked with an eyebrow.

The young superintendent outside the door gently nodded his head: "yes."

"Did you inform director Zhou?"

"Already notified."

"Well, I'll have a look." Qiao Xue turned and walked towards the main door of the inspector's Hall

The port inspection hall at night is still brightly lit.

Pan Sen, the Secretary for the Independent Commission against corruption, turned his head and stared quietly out of the window with an incomprehensible strange look on his face.

Panson is 46 years old. He is tall, well-dressed and has a carefully trimmed moustache. His eyebrows are naturally wrinkled into the word "Chuan", which always gives people a serious impression of worry. The heavy work pressure made his face yellow, and his temples were gray, showing the vicissitudes of life that were not commensurate with his age.

Even though the ICAC holds great power, every corruption case has heavy resistance. It often involves pulling out carrots and mud, which is far from the scenery it looks like.

With one hand in his chest pocket, panson pulled out a cigarette and held it in his mouth, but it was not lit. The wedding ring on his finger is shining. Even after wearing it for so many years, it is still as new as before.

In middle age, people tend to feel a lot. Panson sometimes feels that he has been surrounded by this small metal ring all his life and can only go around in circles. When I was young, I didn't lack talent and blood, but I had to bow to reality and choose a shortcut.

Regret it? Panson didn't regret it. Even if he did it all over again, he would still make the same choice as that year. But he was indeed somewhat unwilling, so he often lamented his untimely life and tried to attribute all his mistakes to the fierce door system near Hong Kong.

Those so-called friends in officialdom respect him like gods. After all, in a deep-water area like Lingang, if you want to climb high and look far, you have to rely on the background in all aspects. No one dares to say that they are clean. But Persson knew that the private contempt of these people for him was as deep as his contempt for these people.

An unknown boy, just because of an affair, climbed up to the eldest miss of the Qi family, ten years older than himself, so as to enter the house and occupy a high position. Such a routine often only appears in fantasy derivatives such as novels and movies. Therefore, when it really appears on panson, others do not know whether it is out of envy or jealousy, they all want to make him feel that he has made a terrible mistake and want him to be ashamed of it.

Therefore, in the political circles near Hong Kong, there is a saying that everyone knows, but never dare to speak face to face, that is, "panson is a coward who is afraid of his wife and depends on the old woman who is ten years older than him.".

Although person would not admit it, he had to accept it. Although this sentence is ugly, it is completely true.

The driver handed in his papers at the gate of the inspector's office and drove in.

Until this time, pan Sen lit the cigarette in his mouth. After slowly spitting out a cigarette ring, he said casually: "I'm still here for the first time."

Pan Sen's voice is very deep and thick, with a trace of hoarseness. It is a steady voice that fascinates young girls.

The car stopped at the door of the office building. The driver got off first, ran to the car and opened the door for panson.

Qiao Xue quickly stepped forward and saluted pan Sen: "Qiao Xue, investigation department of Port Supervision Department, welcome director Pan!"

"Oh, Sergeant Joe." panson got out of the car, looked at Qiao Xue's beautiful face, gently nodded his head, and then stretched out his hand.

He was still holding a cigarette in his mouth and gently shook hands with Qiao Xue. He was very polite.

After Qiao Xue, Xie Hongbo stepped forward and raised his hand: "Xie Hongbo, inspection and operation Department of Port Supervision Department, welcome director Pan!"

"Yo, director Xie." Pan Sen raised an exaggerated smile at the corner of his mouth, pulled out the cigarette on his mouth, threw it on the ground, crushed it with his feet, and then firmly held Xie Hongbo's hand. "Is uncle Xie all right recently?"

"My father is in good health. Director Pan can rest assured." Xie Hongbo's face was a little embarrassed. He quickly raised his hand and walked away with an invitation gesture, "director Zhou is in the office."

"OK." Pan Sen patted Xie Hongbo on the shoulder. "Let's talk another day."

Staring at panson's back disappeared at the door, Qiao Xue gently sipped her mouth.

"It's really a dog..." Qiao Xue thought silently, but she just thought about it and didn't dare to say it directly.

"Sergeant Qiao." Xie Hongbo turned and smiled at the corners of his mouth, "is there any latest progress?"

"Do you know why?" Qiao Xuewei tilted his small head and looked pretty, which made the atmosphere between the two people more like casual chatting between colleagues.

"I have something to say," Xie Hongbo said with a smile. "I don't know whether you like listening or not."

"Tell me."

"It's a allegorical saying, full of philosophy."

"Oh?" Qiao Xuexiu's eyebrow picked slightly, "that's more interesting."

"It's a waste of wax for the blind to light the lamp." Xie Hongbo's smiling face disappeared in an instant, hummed gently, wiped it from Qiao Xue's side and walked into the office building.

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