District 9

Ten hours after Liu Chun was arrested, it was already the next morning. Zhu Wei and his team members had a simple meal before driving to work again.

on the road

Zhu Wei took the phone and said to Qin Yu: "Everything goes well. After catching the little corners, we can move the third child immediately."

"Be careful not to leak the news." Qin Yu warned.

"I know that I will interrogate him in isolation when he is captured." Zhu Wei nodded and asked softly: "But today is the day of Yuan Hua's funeral, and the third child must have gone, so... should we touch him at the funeral? ?”

"Tame him." Qin Yu responded concisely.

"Okay." Zhu Wei nodded.

"be safe."

"knew."

…

Yuan Hua was glorious before his death, but still extremely mournful and glorious after his death. His death is definitely good news for the funeral industry, and its scale can be called the Ferrari of funerals.

Most of the reputable people on the ground in Songjiang were present, and cars that were rarely seen on the road usually lined up in a long queue at the door. The mourning music and trumpet troupe, all composed of elderly people from Tuzh Street, had more than 20 members. Hundreds of people came to the funeral, all dressed in black. The whole funeral looked quite grand.

But this kind of pomp and circumstance is just the self-pleasure of insiders, because Yuan Hua started by relying on violent monopoly. Although he is very rich, his personal reputation is very average. Many people heard that he was dead and their comments were very genuine.

God is at work.

It's dawn in Songjiang.

You deserve it!

Yes, when people are alive, they are competitive and full of desires, but after they die, they only get these few comments.

Halfway through the funeral procession, the third child hurried to the front and whispered in Yuan Ke's ear: "... something happened."

"What?" Yuan Ke asked, wiping his tears.

"Liu Chun was caught, and the counterfeit medicine maker was also blocked."

Yuan Ke was stunned for a moment: "Who did you listen to?"

"...we are people from the superintendent." The third child said with a solemn expression and uneasy eyes: "I have confirmed the news. Zhu Wei locked Liu Chun in the backyard for interrogation."

Yuan Ke clenched his fists upon hearing the sound.

"I was also involved in Xiaoqu's matter," Lao San asked urgently: "Now that the counterfeit medicine maker has been caught, that means Liu Chun has vomited, so did I also leak it?"

"I'll kill this Yongdong sooner or later." Yuan Ke understood the key point of the matter after just a moment's thought.

"what to do?"

"You should run away first and don't contact anyone in the superintendent's office." Yuan Ke whispered: "I will call you when the funeral is over."

"Okay," the third child nodded: "I'll leave first."

"Um."

After saying that, Lao San quickly left the crowd and disappeared into the street.

…

When Qi Lin left, he was extremely angry and said that if God gave him a chance to stand up, he would definitely let all the Yuan family graves be buried in the land three miles north of Songjiang.

Nowadays, although the Yuan family is not dead yet, Yuan Hua is actually buried in a public cemetery in Songbei, which ironically confirms what Qi Lin once said.

Retribution?

Maybe so.

After the funeral, Yuan Ke hurriedly returned to the Grand Palace on Tuzh Street. As soon as he entered the door, the bald man came over and asked, "Did something happen to the third child? You just told me that the superintendent's people were going We're looking for him at the memorial shed."

"Who's here?"

"Zhu Wei," the bald man responded softly: "He brought people and guns there."

Yuan Ke frowned and replied softly: "Yongdong must have told the other party about the counterfeit medicine. They followed the clues and caught him. The third child got wind of it and ran away early."

"This bitch Yongdong!" The bald man cursed, stroking his bald head: "He really doesn't show any kindness at all."

"It's useless to talk about it now." Yuan Ke turned around and glanced around. After seeing no one around, he reminded in a low voice: "If the counterfeit medicine thing on the other side is cleaned up, then we will be finished."

"You mean, our plan to set up a trap for the Ma family will be spread out?!" Bald Man asked with understanding.

"That's for sure." Yuan Ke responded without hesitation: "As long as Lao Li is not a fool, he will definitely publish the details of the case. In this way, the Ma family's issue of selling fake medicines will be cleared up, but What about us? We are the black businessmen who do whatever it takes to seize the market."

The bald man licked his lips and immediately asked, "Can we remedy this? I'll have someone look for Liu Chun's family members?"

"It's useless," Yuan Ke shook his head: "It must be too late."

"What the f*ck!" The bald man cursed with an ugly expression on his waist, "I have been busy discussing the company and Lao Yuan's funeral these days, and I never thought of protecting Liu Chun."

"Brother Bald," Yuan Ke turned around and said in a trembling voice, "I'm not afraid of anything else. I'm just afraid that someone inside will give us a knife."

The bald man was stunned.

"If the details of the case are announced, then our situation will be much more difficult than before for the Ma family." Yuan Ke described in extremely uneasy detail: "In order to seize the market, we deliberately set up a trap to trap our colleagues, and even killed two people. An innocent patient. Have you ever thought about the nature of this matter?"

"Do you think Fatty Xing will abandon us?" Bald Man asked bluntly.

"No, I'm not afraid of him." Yuan Ke shook his head and replied: "Fatty Xing's youngest son has just died. He must not be in the mood to look at us now. However, if someone wants to take the initiative to contact him at this time, and then change our situation Say, that company...!"

"No." The bald man immediately interrupted: "Although Zhang Tian is indeed a big profiteer, he has been our brother for many years after all. Even if he wants to argue about something in the future, I don't think he will break up the trouble now."

"Brother Bald, you, like my elder brother, are accustomed to thinking the best of others." Yuan Ke sighed and replied, "But I can guarantee you that Zhang Tian will definitely do this."

The bald man gritted his teeth when he heard the sound: "If he does this, I will fall out with him."

…

In the superintendent's backyard.

Zhu Wei hugged his shoulders, frowned at Liu Chun and asked, "Is there anything else you haven't explained?"

"No, I've told you everything I know."

"Okay, let's compare the confessions again." Zhu Wei picked up the confession book, looked down at the words on it and asked: "That night, it was the third child who called you and asked you to pick up the fake medicine and deliver it to you. It’s from Xiaoqu, right?”

"right."

"Lao San gave you two hundred yuan for running errands afterwards?"

"right."

"...You were present when Xiaoqu was talking to Yongdong, and you saw Yongdong give him money, right?"

"right."

"Okay, since these are all true, then sign it." Zhu Wei stood up, took the confession book, pointed to the lower right corner and said, "After signing, I will take you to the pick-up and delivery site in a moment."

"Brother, you have to protect me. I don't want to die in prison." Liu Chun prayed with fear in his eyes: "I risk my life to cooperate with you."

"Don't worry, I won't send you to the detention unit for the time being." Zhu Wei responded with a smile: "I will sleep wherever you sleep at night."

"Okay."

…

Fengbei.

Sitting at the teacher's house, Director Li said softly: "I just made a phone call, and the chain of evidence is basically closed. The fake medicine has been sent for testing, and several people involved have also begun to identify the scene... So now, Yuan Ke is going to the police station to find out." I applied pressure, but this case was also solid and could not be overturned."

The teacher bent down and played with the seedlings of flowers and plants, and whispered: "When are you going to have a showdown with Fatty Xing?"

"Don't worry, wait for the details." Li Si picked up the tea cup and responded with a smile: "Let Lao Xing grieve for a while in the pain of losing his son."