Wind Rises in Dragon City

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Half an hour later, Lu Guangwei's car stopped in front of a villa in the city, and picked up Jiang Zheng, who was dressed in casual clothes.

After getting in the car, the driver stepped on the accelerator, and the car continued to drive slowly along the street.

Jiang Zheng was expressionless, glanced at Lu Guangwei who was sitting beside him, and asked, "Tell me, what's going on?"

Lu Guangwei smoked a cigarette a little irritably, flicked the ash out of the window, and said at the same time: "Our goods were hacked by others, and the old man took people to the city and restrained a few foodie brats. But I didn't expect , The two sides got into a fight, and even beat the big old king to death. Alas... this big old king, too, has been messing around for a long time, and he took himself too seriously, and he was folded into the hands of a group of children in a daze. "

There was no expression on Jiang Zheng's face, he was silent for a while and asked: "Where are we here, how many people are gone?"

Lu Guangwei took a puff of cigarette and said, "Plus Pharaoh, three."

Jiang Zheng said lightly: "Since this is the case, then you can arrange it and suppress the matter."

Lu Guangwei shook his head: "Brother, if it's that simple, I'll do it myself. Now it's not a matter of suppressing it. We can solve it easily for the big old king, and we can also solve it for the other side. The problem is that a grenade was blown up on the spot. Four children were killed and many were injured. You also know that the business we are doing cannot be brought up on the table, so I thought I'd better ask you to come forward and suppress it... Don't wait for things to ferment, and you will be in trouble ...!"

After Jiang Zheng heard this, his expression changed slightly, and he couldn't help asking, "Who stepped on the horse and threw the thunder?"

Lu Guangwei hurriedly said: "It should be thrown from the opposite side."

Jiang Zheng frowned: "What should be? Who threw it?!"

Lu Guangwei insisted: "Brother, I promise, we definitely didn't throw it here! If you think about it, just catch a few brats, and the big old king doesn't need to bring that thing. If he has such a mind, he can't break it. "

Jiang Zheng stared at Lu Guangwei, was silent for a while and said, "Come with me somewhere."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Zheng told the driver to give him an address. Several cars turned around together and drove towards the station.

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In the middle of the night, in the Longkou District of Longcheng, in a courtyard of the family members of high-ranking cadres.

Three cars parked in front of a small western-style building in the compound. Jiang Zheng led Lu Guangwei and a middle-aged officer in his forties, opened the door and walked out.

Middle-aged officers are people in the garrison, and they specialize in external relations, which is equivalent to "public relations". The three of them walked into the small western-style building, while the rest stayed in the car and waited.

This small western-style building is the residence of Shang Yao, the chief of the Longcheng Police Department, and Shang Yao is the backbone of Lao Li's team. He has also worked in Judicikou for many years, and his qualifications are older than Wang Daolin, so he can serve as a police officer Department's number one.

"Three, this way please." After entering the door, a little nanny led the three of them directly up to the second floor to Shang Yao's study.

The study of the Chief of the Police Department is decorated in an antique style, with rows of bookshelves filled with various precious classic books.

At this time, Shang Yao was wearing pajamas, sitting behind the desk, and was fiddling with tea sets.

"Boom boom boom."

The little nanny knocked lightly on the open door of the study and reminded softly: "Sir, the guests have arrived."

"Coming?" Shang Yao saw the three of them and nodded slightly: "Come in."

Jiang Zheng walked into the study, stood in front of Shang Yao, said with a light smile, "Shang Department, you have heard about the bar...?"

Lu Guangwei and the middle-aged officer stood behind without interrupting.

Shang Yao took off his presbyopic glasses, looked at Jiang Zheng and asked, "Where is he?"

Jiang Zheng instantly understood what the director meant, and knew who he was referring to, so he answered: "Everyone who goes to the bar is here, but they are just out of town temporarily."

Shang Yao put his hand in and replied flatly: "This man, he can't run away. If he runs away, we have to catch him."

The words are vague, but the meaning has arrived.

Jiang Zheng nodded immediately: "I understand, it's not a problem for people to call back."

Shang Yao took off his glasses, picked up the glasses cloth and asked, "Who threw the grenade?"

"Ha ha."

Jiang Zheng smiled, and replied without hesitation: "It must have been thrown from the other side. If anyone of them dares to move their goods, they are a bunch of desperadoes."

Shang Yao nodded expressionlessly: "Okay, then let someone come back first."

"Commercial Office, I have caused you trouble." Jiang Zheng's expression softened a little, and he pointed to the middle-aged officer standing behind him: "A little thank you, and I will walk from Lao Zhou's side."

Shang Yao carefully put a book on the table into a transparent plastic bag, sealed it, then slowly raised his head, and said to Jiang Zheng: "You should contact the families of the deceased and the injured. Take care of everything. After all, you are dead, and your family is big, so it’s not bad.”

Jiang Zheng nodded and said: "Don't worry about it, we will take what should be taken."

Shang Yao stood up slowly: "Okay, go back if you have nothing to do, I should go to bed too."

"Okay, then I won't bother you." After saying goodbye to Shang Yao, Jiang Zheng took Lu Guangwei and the middle-aged officer out of the small bungalow and walked to the car.

As soon as he went out, Jiang Zheng frowned and told Lu Guangwei: "Did you hear it? You take the money and arrange for the families of the dead and injured. Don't be stingy, bleed when it should! Also, let your people hurry up Report to the police station."

Lu Guangwei couldn't help cursing: "Fuck, what a mourning! I lost about two hundred of them, so the family members have to pay back more than a hundred? The compensation here and there is too much!"

Jiang Zheng said impatiently: "It's normal for you to do this business, don't talk nonsense, and get everything done quickly. Also, take a hundred from the commercial office and let Lao Zhou send it to you." .”

Lu Guangwei's face turned red after hearing this: "Well, this month is free to play, and it's all for charity."

Lu Guangwei was very upset. He made rough calculations. Because of this trivial matter, not only did he not get the money back, but he also had to pay two to three hundred money to the victim's family and the police station.

In addition, there is also the dead Pharaoh who needs to make some arrangements. One piece is added here, a small bill, and he has to pay five or six million yuan.

Thinking of this ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Lu Guangwei felt like eating **** in his heart.

In the entire Dragon City, because of the erratic relationship between the Tan family and Lao Li's team, although the government affairs department and the garrison are not on good terms, there is no antagonistic relationship, and there are even frequent contacts. There are many tables between the two sides. The next black deal.

To do this kind of business, it is impossible not to arrange the upper class. As for the cadres in Lao Li's team, because of the attitude of the upper echelon, it is not easy to be too serious with the garrison, so they just took the money they should get.

Lu Guangwei cursed bad luck, and got into the car with Jiang Zheng, and the group left the high-level cadre compound.

…

Three hours later, after dealing with the scene, Wang Daolin came out of the bar with a tired face, and got into the police car at the door.

After lighting a cigarette, Wang Daolin waved his hand and ordered the police officer sitting beside him: "You arrange the police force, and catch the big old Wang and his gang as soon as possible."

The policeman hurriedly said: "Wang Shu, I just received a call, and they have surrendered themselves."

Hearing this, Wang Daolin frowned: "Surrendered yourself? It's all arranged...!"