Siheyuan: Started at 57, he is a ruthless person who doesn’t talk much!

"We are the General Investigation Department, the task force responsible for investigating you."

"This is a letter of assistance to you. If there is nothing else, we can leave now."

As the letter of assistance in the investigation was delivered to him, Li Huaide was finally able to see clearly the contents and the bright red official seal.

“I, I, I…I, I, I…”

Li Huaide's face turned extremely pale, and his body began to tremble continuously.

My hands were shaking so badly that I wanted to say something, but I found that my lips were shaking so badly that I couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time.

"take away."

"Yes."

Someone immediately came forward and opened the door.

Immediately, two tall and strong members of the task force carried Li Huaide and walked towards the door of the detention room.

"Director Yang, save me, save me..."

When Li Huaide was dragged out, it was like a drowning man grabbing the last straw.

He shouted loudly at Yang Weiguo, appearing extremely miserable, pathetic and lamentable.

Because he knows his own affairs, as long as someone specifically investigates his affairs.

Then all the ugly things he has done over the years will be made public and shock countless people.

"This factory manager is really quite interesting!"

As Xu Shengli watched Li Huaide being dragged out, he stepped forward from behind the crowd and spoke to Yang Weiguo in front of him.

"Yes!"

"I didn't expect Zhao Xiangyang to be so capable. It only took less than a day."

"Li Huaide has attracted the attention of the General Investigation Bureau. He is completely finished. Even if he is released, it is unknown how many years it will take for him to be released."

Yang Weiguo nodded and said with great emotion.

"Yes."

There was also a glimmer of fear in Xu Shengli's eyes.

If I were to go against Zhao Xiangyang, would I end up like Li Huaide?

It seems that there is really nothing wrong with being on good terms with him.

"Hatch!"

Zhao Xiangyang, who slept very late last night, couldn't help but paused his hands and sneezed loudly.

“Who is thinking about me?”

He rubbed his nose with his hand and planned to continue organizing his training outline.

Because this morning, Bai Ling asked him to improve his training outline.

The old leader has given orders, which is to give some support to the special brigade.

After all, there is no training ground, and there is not even a car to travel.

The task is still so heavy, so it's time to give some support.

The technology and production process of the guns that Zhao Xiangyang handed over were also highly praised by the Weapons Research Institute.

Among the rewards given to Zhao Xiangyang was this sum of money specifically used to build their special brigade.

With our own training ground, we no longer need to rent someone else’s vacant house for training as we do now.

"Dong dong!"

Just as Zhao Xiangyang finished writing the last piece of manuscript paper, he picked it up and blew away the ink on it.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door outside.

"Come in."

Zhao Xiangyang put down the manuscript in his hand and looked towards the door.

"Crack!"

The tightly closed door opened, and Zheng Chaoyang walked in with a smile on his face.

"Brother Chaoyang, you are here?"

"Hurry up and sit down."

Zhao Xiangyang stood up, walked forward and greeted him with a smile.

"Hahaha, Xiangyang, what are you busy with?"

"Just now I saw Xiao Liuzi from your office, coming back from outside, looking dusty and dirty."

"You said you asked them to be negotiation experts. Are you guys negotiating with criminals?"

Zheng Chaoyang was not polite either. He took a chair, sat down and said while crossing his legs.

"Not at all."

"After all, it's hard not to encounter some hostage-taking cases in the future."

"At that time, our negotiation experts will be needed to take action, at least to stabilize the other party's emotions."

"This will buy us some time to capture and rescue the person, even if there is no way to calm him down."

"That would also give our sniper a chance to shoot."

Zhao Xiangyang said while introducing and pouring water for Zheng Chaoyang.

"Ah."

"Your idea is really good."

"But now, I have something I need to tell you. Didn't the labor camp ask you to help investigate a case?"

Zheng Chaoyang nodded, took the water handed to him by Zhao Xiangyang and said.

"Could it be that these people are going to take action in the next few days?"

Zhao Xiangyang said seriously.

"Yes."

"Those guys are planning to take action tonight. I came to you because I just happened to know about this."

"Do you know who the person who reported the meritorious service is?"

Zheng Chaoyang suddenly asked.

"who is it?"

"Looking at your expression, Brother Chaoyang, could it be that the man is from our compound?"

"From what they told me about the case, the person they were going to rescue was a woman."

"So this person is Jia Zhang. She has made a great contribution in this matter, so she wants to come back, right?"

Zhao Xiangyang reacted and expressed his guess.

"Hahaha, you are worthy of being the famous Zhao Xiangyang. Your reasoning ability is really strong!"

"It's this old lady. I heard that this old lady is not an ordinary person."

"My husband died when I was young. I worked hard to raise my son. I also let him take a fifth-level worker as his master and marry him to a wife who I heard was very beautiful."

"Before you came back, our family was living a very prosperous life."

"Now that this person has come out ahead of time, I'm afraid he's going to stir up a huge bloody storm!"

"You have to be mentally prepared, kid. Who knows, someone who has lost his son might do something crazy."

"I heard you have a younger sister, but be careful. If she gets crazy, she could do anything."

Zheng Chaoyang said warningly.

"I see."

"Thank you, Brother Chaoyang, for coming here to tell me these things."

Zhao Xiangyang nodded seriously.

After all, Jia Zhang, whose husband died when she was young and whose son is also dead, might have huge psychological problems.

In serious cases, it may form some bad habits.

So in such a situation, it is naturally better to be cautious.

"Come on."

"You submitted the article about the logistics director of the Xiangyang Steel Mill to the Yanjing Daily, right?"

"My goodness, the writing is absolutely amazing."

Zheng Chaoyang stood up from his chair and suddenly asked this question as he walked away.

"Hahaha, that's not me. I'm just a junior high school graduate."

Zhao Xiangyang naturally would not admit this. He laughed and waved his hand, sending Zheng Chaoyang out.