Chapter 107 Lao Yue's Phone

How to do? ? How to do? ! ? !

Even if Qian Wanyuan is a fool, he knows that this time the Criminal Police Brigade is coming to arrest him, and it is not an empty cannon aimed at nothing! ! Maybe, the bureau has already obtained evidence of his own crime and filed a case! !

Of course, just when he was at a loss, the phone in the office lounge suddenly rang. Qian Wanyi didn't know whether to run away or answer the phone. He intuitively told him that this call was definitely ominous. information!

"Bang!"

At the moment when his brain stopped, before he could answer the phone, he heard a sudden muffled sound, the door of the office lounge was slammed open, and a well-trained criminal policeman rushed in. Holding his butt against Qian Qian Qian, the safe, he put on handcuffs, and said coldly, "Qian Qian, you have now committed a number of crimes such as selling business, yin activities, privately operating large sums of money gambling, gambling fraud, etc. I am now You are officially arrested in the name of Zhengzhou City Criminal Police Brigade, you can speak, but what you say will become evidence in court!!"

This time, Qian Wanyuan did not resist as fiercely as when the prostitutes and prostitutes were held down last time. Instead, he honestly did not move a single word, followed the people of the Criminal Police Brigade obediently.

He is now very clear that this time he is completely planted and can't run away. And now in the office lounge, there is an income account of the underground casino that has not been carefully checked, which is undoubtedly stronger evidence.

How to do?

It's very simple, focus on the aftermath as soon as possible... Maybe, you can also shirk some of the responsibility...

After being detained all the way from Caesars Palace, all the staff were dumbfounded. In the hearts of most of them, Qian Wanyuan was simply a leader of the underworld in Zhengzhou City, such a powerful underworld brother, that's all. Planted casually? Looking at Qian Million's bitter face, with an unfortunate look of self-confidence, everyone began to beat drums in their hearts: I don't know who is so arrogant to be able to seize Qian Million's handle. Everyone knows how many people want to make millions of dollars, but they just can't find a place to start. This time... it seems that they have encountered a hard problem!

The entrance of Caesar's Palace was surrounded by reporters who came to hear the news. The flashing lights kept flashing. Qian million, an underworld tycoon, was completely arrested. These reporters are busy enough. Yesterday, they reported the news of Qian Million’s illegal whoring and prostitution, and today is the news that he committed a serious crime. The time interval was less than 24 hours. Some reporters couldn’t help but sigh: Alas, If a person is unlucky, drinking cold water will get stuck between their teeth, like Qian million, looking at his swollen and dark eyes, it is estimated that he has not even slept well yet. ...According to some gossip, the tip that Qian million went to the Royal Hot Spring to conduct illegal prostitution and prostitution activities was thrown out by his son Qian Hu, and I don't know if it is true or not. If it is true, then the Qian family The two grandfathers are really a pair of living cups.

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Lorraine came out of the house and didn't go anywhere, but went straight to the Haijin Hotel and ate something at noon. When it was nearly two o'clock, Jiang Yan threw a phone call over: "Lorraine, great news. At 1 o'clock today, Qian million was successfully arrested! Now, he has been locked up in a small dark room, and the evidence is sufficient. No matter how good a lawyer he hires or how good a relationship he entrusts, sentencing is necessary. !"

She was very happy to hear Jiang Yan's tone. She was a good policeman, and the smooth arrest of a person like Qian Million, of course, made her feel relieved.

Lorraine was naturally delighted: "That's good!"

"Well... where are you now? What are you doing?" Jiang Yan asked.

"At the Haijin Hotel, if you don't do anything, you just add fuel to the fire." Lorraine smiled casually.

"Pour oil on the fire???" Jiang Yan said in surprise.

"Well." At this time, there was a chatter from Lorraine's side, and then he smiled and said, "Sister Yan, are you still closing other cases in your bureau?"

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"It's nothing..." After a short pause, "I have some surveillance video of his son Qian Hu beating people in the street. I don't know if you can use it."

"Huh?" Jiang Yan was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Really? That must be useful."

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Lorraine took the surveillance video of Qian Hu's fight with Qian Hu, which was taken at the Haijin Hotel, and brought it to the entrance of the city bureau in person, and Jiang Yan came out to meet him. In fact, this is not the case that Lorraine fell into trouble with Qian Wanwan or the Qian family, but tried every means to make Qian Wanyi useless. If anything happens to his only son Qian Hu at this juncture, he will certainly He caused a certain amount of psychological pressure. If you want to completely defeat a person, you must do everything possible to attack from the psychology!

Showing mercy to the enemy is not kindness, but stupidity.

Forgiving or letting go of an enemy who may cause harm to you in the future is undoubtedly an act of suicide. Unless you have 100% confidence to influence him and ensure that he will not retaliate against you in the future, you must know the truth of cutting grass and roots!

Don't say anything about the gods and bodhisattvas. The gods and bodhisattvas are kind to all beings. That's because all living beings are like ants in his eyes, and they can't pose a threat to him at all! If they can pose a threat, they have at least ninety-eighty-one ways to kill you.

"Here. This is it." At the entrance of the city bureau, Luo Lin handed over the video of the fight of Qian Hu's beheading into Jiang Yan's hands. Suddenly, he noticed that the other party's beautiful eyes seemed to have dark circles, and he couldn't help but care, " Sister Yan, don't be too tired, you see dark circles under your eyes, if you become ugly, I don't want you anymore."

"Bah! Brat, what are you talking about?!" Jiang Yan blushed at Lorraine's sudden and serious joke, so please pinch Lorraine's cheek, "I haven't seen you for two days, take me when we meet. Are you kidding?"

"Yes, yes, sister Yan, I shouldn't be joking. Actually... no matter how much you change, you can't become ugly. After all, the foundation is here, and the beauty is in a mess. If you want to be ugly, there is really no such thing as that. Talent, isn't it difficult for a strong man?"

"Go to hell!" Jiang Yan was delighted in her heart, but she raised her fist with feigned arrogance, "Okay, I won't tell you, the Qian million case is probably enough for our bureau to be busy. , I can rest until I submit it to the court. You can't cause me trouble these days. If the basket gets too big, I won't have time to help you. "

"Well, Sister Yan, then I'll go first. When you're not busy, I'll invite you to dinner."

"Well, bye~~"

The two separated, Jiang Yan's capable and tall figure quickly returned to the unit, while Lorraine raised his hand, intercepted a taxi, and got in.

The taxi driver said, "Where are you going?"

"Go..." Lorraine was about to speak, but the phone in his pocket rang.

Pulling out the phone, it was an unfamiliar number, Lorraine frowned slightly, but still connected: "Hello, hello, who is it?"

After a little silence, a rich and sophisticated voice came from there: "Excuse me, is it Mr. Luo?"

Lorraine gave a slight pause, but did not deny it: "You are?"

There was an answer there, and the tone was still solemn: "Hello Mr. Luo, I am Jiang Yan's father, my name is Jiang Songyue. Do you have time now? I want to invite you out alone for a meal or afternoon tea."

Jiang Yan's father... Jiang Songyue? ? ? ...

Lorraine's head was a mess, what's the situation? ? Sister Yan's father is looking for me? ? Can something happen? ? ... He knew this Jiang Songyue, but he was a pivotal figure in the older generation of Zhengzhou City's leadership. Back then, when his uncle hadn't been seated as Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee, this Jiang Songyue's connections and skills were all Zhengzhou. A banner of the city officialdom. It's just that Zhengzhou City's economy has developed rapidly in recent years, and the relative officialdom leadership team has changed one after another. Now Jiang Songyue's position is basically a nominal title of Qingshui. From this position, he will retire directly. , the connections are still there, but the real power is gone.

But to be honest, Jiang Songyue can't be underestimated. After all, he is a veteran who has been in the officialdom for more than 30 years, and he has many methods. After returning from the rebirth, Lorraine has never been in contact with anyone over fifty years old. I heard that Jiang Songyue has been calm, cautious and sophisticated since he was young. People send nickname: Lao Yue.

Sitting in the back seat, Lorraine pondered for a brief moment, and all kinds of thoughts and speculations flashed in his mind. Finally, he made a decision and said with a smile: "Mr. Jiang, it's an honor, I will now Time. May I ask where we will meet?"

"Nanjing Road, Boyang District, Fengxian Teahouse, No. 12 booth, 4 o'clock, arrive on time." These words were completed in one go, and they were quite capable, and they hung up without any hesitation.

Lorraine put the phone in his pocket, narrowed his eyes slightly, and turned his head to look at the door of the city bureau. Sister Yan should still be busy now, and she never knew that her father had just called him. When exactly?

At this time, Lorraine, Rao couldn't understand even if he wanted to break his scalp. That's it, just go there and you'll know. He wasn't worried about whose conspiracy it was. If anyone wanted to do it, no one would think of pretending to be Jiang Yan's father Jiang Songyue.

"Hey, this gentleman, are you still going?" Just as Lorraine was thinking about it, the taxi driver couldn't help but turn around and urged impatiently.

Lorraine smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I've waited for a long time. ... Go to the Fengxian Teahouse on Nanjing Road in Boyang District."

"Om—" The taxi stepped on the accelerator and sped out.

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Jiang Songyue's home is not far from Fengxian Teahouse, so he walked there early, sat in the reserved booth No. 12, ordered a cup of Longjing tea, and picked up the newspaper to have a taste. The Fengxian Teahouse was very comfortable, and most of them were elderly guests. The melodious guzheng music was playing slowly. Beneath his calm and calm face, there was a fast-moving mind.