Hou Liangping arrested a hawkish general, and his father-in-law panicked

……

Even more desperate than Lin Jianguo are Chen Tai, Xu Jiang and Bai Jiangbo.

They were held in another, more secure interrogation room.

There were no windows, only a glaring incandescent light shining directly down from the ceiling, making it impossible to open your eyes.

Three people sat on the cold iron chairs, swaying from side to side.

The former power and prestige of being able to call the wind and rain and having people following him everywhere are long gone.

The Provincial Public Security Department building is heavily guarded.

A black car slid silently into the underground garage, and both sides were already filled with soldiers armed with live ammunition.

Their dark green training uniforms and the cold lines on their faces blend in with the surrounding gray concrete walls, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression.

The car door opened and Zhao Lidong was carried out by two soldiers, one on each side.

He was completely confused.

Thousands of cicadas were buzzing in his left ear at the same time. The sharp roars hit his brain, making him dizzy and almost unable to stand.

The stun bomb that exploded in the living room of the villa not only shattered all his hopes, but also directly pierced one of his eardrums.

He staggered and was forcibly dragged into the elevator.

The elevator door opened, revealing a brightly lit corridor.

In the corridor, there was a soldier with a gun every few steps.

The atmosphere was as grim as the eve of war.

He saw several familiar faces.

A deputy director of the Municipal Bureau, who usually bowed and scraped to him, was now sitting against the wall in handcuffs, with a deathly pale face.

There's also the director of the Construction Committee and the deputy of the Land and Resources Bureau...

The faces of those who once toasted him and treated him as brothers at the wine table were now all distorted, filled with despair and fear.

Zhao Lidong's heart sank inch by inch.

This is not the case handling style of the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection, nor is it an internal investigation of the municipality.

This is……

army.

It is a thunderbolt from a higher level.

He was taken into an interrogation room.

The room was empty except for a cold metal table and two chairs.

The pale light shone down from above, stretching his disheveled shadow.

A figure sat behind a table, his back to the light.

It was not until Zhao Lidong was pressed into the chair that he could see the other person's face clearly.

It’s Qi Tongwei.

Director of the Provincial Public Security Department, Qi Tongwei.

Zhao Lidong's pupils suddenly shrank, and the remaining drunkenness and dizziness caused by the stun bomb were completely dispelled by the bone-chilling cold in an instant.

He is afraid of Qi Tongwei.

This fear is not a reverence for power, but the instinctive fear of a beast towards another more ferocious beast.

In the Handong circle, who doesn’t know what kind of mad dog Qi Tongwei is?

He would do anything to climb up.

More importantly, Gao Yuliang is standing behind Qi Tongwei.

And his backer, Vice Governor He Liming, is no match for Gao Yuliang.

"Director Qi..."

Zhao Lidong opened his mouth, wanting to say something polite, but found that his voice was dry and hoarse, with a tremor that he himself did not even notice.

The sharp pain and roaring in his left ear made his voice sound distant and unreal.

Qi Tongwei didn't say anything, just looked at him quietly.

He was not wearing a police uniform, just a simple black jacket.

But as he sat there, the air in the room seemed to freeze.

His eyes were calm, as calm as a bottomless lake. Zhao Lidong could not see any emotion in them, and because of this, he became even more panicked.

After a long time, Qi Tongwei slowly stood up, walked to the water dispenser, took a glass of water, and placed it in front of Zhao Lidong.

"Deputy Mayor Zhao, have a drink of water."

His voice was not loud, but it clearly penetrated the buzzing in Zhao Lidong's ears. "You don't look well. Are your ears... okay?"

Zhao Lidong's hand trembled, and ripples appeared on the water in the cup.

He didn't dare touch the glass of water.

"Director Qi...what...what does this mean?"

He forced himself to maintain the airs of a member of the Municipal Party Committee Standing Committee. "You...you are illegally detaining me! I need to find my lawyer! I want to appeal to the Provincial Party Committee!"

Qi Tongwei seemed not to hear what he said. He pulled out the chair opposite him and sat down.

"Complaint?"

Qi Tongwei's mouth curled up into an almost sarcastic arc, "Just wait for your appeal in the military court!"

Chapter 95: Rectifying Handong

"Zhao Lidong, you're a smart man. Looking at the situation outside, you should know that this isn't something a Public Security Bureau Director like me can mobilize. Some things are beyond the reach of Handong Province alone."

Fine beads of cold sweat oozed out of Zhao Lidong's forehead.

Of course he knew.

Those military vehicles with special license plates and the symbols on the soldiers' shoulder straps all pointed in a direction he dared not think about.

"I...I don't understand what you're talking about."

He is still making his final struggle.

"not understand?"

Qi Tongwei laughed, a soft laugh that sent chills down Zhao Lidong's spine. "How many projects has the Construction Group secured in Jinghai over the years? How did they acquire the land in Mang Village? And how did those people who died die by accident?"

Every question was like a heavy hammer, hitting Zhao Lidong's heart hard.

Cracks began to appear in his psychological defenses as Qi Tongwei described it lightly.

"These... these are false accusations! Malicious slander from a business competitor!"

"is it?"

Qi Tongwei took out his mobile phone from his pocket, opened a video, and pushed it in front of Zhao Lidong.

In the video, it’s Lin Jianguo.

The top leader of Jinghai City was facing the camera with tears in his eyes, explaining the dark side of the Construction Group one by one, and how Zhao Lidong used his power to protect his brother's business empire.

Zhao Lidong stared at the screen intently, his body shaking violently.

Lin Jianguo...

He actually confessed everything!

"He... he's talking nonsense! He's deliberately biting me to get away with it!"

Qi Tongwei put his phone away, leaned back in his chair, and his voice turned cold: "Climb and bite? Zhao Lidong, at this point, do you still think that clinging to He Liming's tree can save you?"

This sentence, like the last bolt of lightning, completely shattered all of Zhao Lidong's fantasies.

He raised his head sharply, and for the first time real fear appeared in his eyes.

He Liming is his biggest trump card and his last resort.

He always thought that as long as Deputy Secretary He was there, the sky would not fall.

But Qi Tongwei brought it up so bluntly and contemptuously.

What does this mean?

This means that before taking action, the other party has already taken into account all his networks and backers.

They don't care about He Liming at all!

even……

He Liming himself could hardly protect himself.

"Secretary He..."

Zhao Lidong's voice was as thin as a mosquito.

"He might want to talk to someone more than you do right now."

Qi Tongwei picked up his water cup and blew on the hot air. "Zhao Lidong, stop using those little official tricks of yours. They're useless. Now we're not asking you to confess and get leniency, but to cooperate with the investigation. Talking will make you look more respectable in there. If you don't... your brother and your men will be vying to speak for you."

The interrogation room fell into deathly silence.

All that was left was Zhao Lidong's heavy breathing and the endless roar in his left ear.

Looking at the Public Security Bureau chief in front of him who was much younger than him, he suddenly felt that the power, connections, and money he had built up throughout his life were as fragile as a piece of paper in the face of absolute power.

It will break with one poke.

Zhao Lidong's face was pale, and the few strands of hair on his forehead were soaked with cold sweat and stuck tightly to his scalp.

His designer suit was wrinkled and his tie was torn off, making him look disheveled.

As a former deputy mayor, he understands the rules here best and knows what this means best.