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Yang Luo pondered for a while and said: "Gao Ming died because someone silenced him. You should report to the county. In addition, Shang Mingqiu and Zhang Xin died. Don't relax. You should investigate if you have to. It's just that you guys in Jichang Mining Co., Ltd. Don't reach out, I will make arrangements."
"Okay! What about Gao Ming? Do you want me to send someone there?" Zheng Damin asked.
Yang Luo said: "No need, Gao Ming has nothing to do with the overall situation. If he dies, he will die. The Nanning Municipal Bureau has already arrived. Let them investigate."
Yang Luo didn't tell anyone when he called. The middle-aged policeman was shocked. As a policeman, an old criminal policeman who has worked hard on the public security front for decades, if he can't analyze something from Yang Luo's words, then he is really a fool. Obviously, there was a shocking case behind the death of the deputy county magistrate Gao.
But he was still a little puzzled, Yang Luo was just the secretary of the town committee, not a member of the public security system, how could he get involved, and the obedient meaning seemed to be the person in charge. But he understands it or not, he knows one thing, it is best not to intervene in this case, otherwise it is very likely to fall into a vortex from which he cannot extricate himself.
Seeing Yang Luo hang up the phone, the doubts in the middle-aged policeman's heart dissipated a lot. But as a witness at the first scene, how could they let Yang Luo and the others go.
"Secretary Yang, I hope you can cooperate with our work."
Yang Luo didn't speak, and took the phone to dial a number. After a short time, An Qingnong's voice came from the receiver.
"I am An Qingnong."
Yang Luo said with a smile: "Master An, I'm in a good mood to hear your old man's voice full of energy."
An Qingnong snorted: "Speak if you have something to say, fart if you have something to say, I don't have time to talk to you."
Yang Luo chuckled: "Gao Ming is dead."
An Qingnong hasn't reacted yet: "Gao Ming?"
Yang Luo said: "It is the high-achieving student you selected, the young and promising senior deputy magistrate of Dahua County."
"What?" An Qingnong yelled, consciously losing his composure, and said in a low voice, "What's going on? Li Zuoqun died a few days ago, and his wife Tang Huizhen had a serious problem. Now Gao Ming is dead again."
Yang Luo said: "You have to be mentally prepared. Once you dig deep, there will be a strong earthquake in Guangxi, and many people are likely to die."
There was a silence in the receiver, and it took a long time for An Qingnong to say: "Report the matter to me in detail."
Yang Luo was a little strange: "Didn't Feng Baoguo and Qian Rong report to you?"
An Qingnong said: "What they know about the whole incident is only the tip of the iceberg. What I need to know is the details."
Yang Luo looked at the time, then turned to look at Huang Xinxin: "What time is the plane?"
Huang Xinxin said, "At three twenty in the afternoon."
Yang Luo nodded, and then said: "I'm in Nanning now, and Gao Ming died here, you inform the director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau to come right away." Then he said the address aside, "I'll see you in a while."
An Qingnong didn't speak, and hung up the phone directly.
The middle-aged policeman was lowering his head and pondering what Yang Luo said. Why would a strong earthquake occur if he dug deep, and many people would die, which made him feel uneasy. It seems that this shocking case is not that simple, the water is very deep, if he accidentally steps into it, he may drown.
Yang Luo sat on the sofa, took out a cigarette and lit a cigarette, looked at the middle-aged policeman and said, "Your chief will be here soon, and I want to remind you that what I said today, no matter what you heard, a word I can¡¯t even say it, it¡¯s all rotten in my stomach.¡±
The middle-aged man came back to his senses: "As a policeman, we know what to do."
Yang Luo nodded in satisfaction and did not speak. He just sat there smoking a cigarette. When he finished smoking a cigarette, a man appeared outside the open door. He was in his fifties, wearing a straight police uniform, and carried a cigarette on his shoulder. He holds the rank of Superintendent of the Third Class.
Yang Luo stood up and said, "Hi, my name is Yang Luo."
The old guy hurried over when he heard Yang Luo's self-introduction, and shook hands with Yang Luo enthusiastically: "Comrade Yang Luo, hello, hello, my name is He Chongyang."
Yang Luo smiled: "Director He, I will leave this to you first, I still have things to do first."
He Chongyang nodded: "Secretary An has already explained it, so leave it to me here." After speaking, he took out a business card in his pocket, on which there was only a phone number and name, and Yang Luo knew that this was his personal phone number.
"Secretary Yang, your business cardbsp; Yin Qi was stunned for a moment, and then said: "How did you arrange for me to go to that poor place?"
Yin Mingquan hated iron for being weak and said: "Broken place? Now there is a golden mountain, and it is not a place where anyone can go if they want."
Yin Qi still did not give up and said: "But Yang Luo is there, I am not pleasing to see him."
Yin Mingquan looked at his son, sighed, stood up and walked to the window, looked at the night outside and said: "You let me down so much."
Yin Qi hesitated to speak, and Yin Mingquan continued: "I received news that the deputy county magistrate of the Standing Committee in charge of Dahua's economy died unexpectedly. I will work it out and you will take his place."
Yin Qi is not stupid. His father's meaning is very clear. Let him go to pick peaches. If he can get all the achievements in his hands, then he will grab them. If he can't, it doesn't matter. If he does nothing in the position of county magistrate, this political achievement will not escape him, and it will definitely be the most important bargaining chip for his future career.
Yin Qi said hesitantly: "Can that bastard Yang Luo accommodate me?"
Hearing Yin Qi's words, Yin Mingquan smiled, turned around and said, "It's not up to him to tolerate you. As long as you don't target him, don't let him take advantage of him, and cooperate with his work well, he will What can I do with you? Even if he is not willing to let you share a piece of this cake, he can only stare blankly."
Yin Qi already hated Yang Luo so much that he gritted his teeth. If he went to Dahua County to take a part of his political achievements from Yang Luo, Yang Luo would probably be mad. After all, no one is willing to do such a thing of making wedding dresses for others, especially making wedding dresses for one's enemies.
Thinking of this, Yin Qi said: "Okay, I'll go." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com