Chapter 1032

The car stopped steadily at the door. Four inspectors got out of the car and walked quickly towards the detention center.

One of the young sheriffs suddenly paused at his feet, turned his head and stared at the man passing by, and said, "excuse me, are you director Qi?"

Qi Kuan lowered his head, walked past the superintendent without saying a word and went to the Gangbei police station not far away.

"Director Qi!" the young superintendent shouted again. After he didn't get any response from Qi Kuan, he hissed gently.

"Who are you calling?" the companion walking in front turned his head and stared at Qi Kuan's back in doubt.

"Well, that's the famous director Qi kuanqi." the young superintendent said with a hint of irony, "the Qi family is great. I took the initiative to say hello to him and ignored him."

"You're not as high-level as others, so just ignore it." as you walked in, your companion said with a smile, "director Xie said more than once that we are all police. Don't forget to think we're from the inspector's office."

The young superintendent was still angry on his face: "director Xie or his family. They are at the same level and have a higher position than him, but people never put on airs. Look at him again, hum!"

"Come on, you don't talk so much. You forget what case we're working on, don't you? I just looked at the director's gloomy face. He's probably involved in the Xishui Street case. If you're in a good mood, you'll see the ghost."

"It's obvious. If we don't have anything to do with him, how can the case be transferred to our inspector's office? I recently heard a saying that Qi Kuan is the real boss behind Qi Wude. He covered Xishui street under his identity and made it a mess. It's not like it..."

The young superintendent said, "the situation of Xishui street has really become worse and worse in the past two years. I really don't believe it if it has nothing to do with Qi Kuan. Master Li is just Nezha who makes trouble in the sea. He lost a watermelon and forcibly stirred up the Third Prince of the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea. Now there's a lot of excitement."

"Hehe, you are still too naive. This is clearly the conflict between the two families. Master Li is just making use of the topic. Have you ever seen a watermelon with black skin and white flesh? Ha ha, that's the effect."

"Didn't you say that the watermelon was given by director Zhong? Last time I saw Master Li and director Zhong together in Longxi, tut Tut, I don't know each other. They really match each other..."

"Hehe, with the temperament of director Zhong, can master Li cover it?"

"All right, all right, let's talk less. Now the situation is tense. Be careful that evil comes out of your mouth." the elder of the four interrupted the conversation. "Get ready for the formalities and hand over the detainee back to the hall first."

The handover procedure was quite smooth. More than ten minutes later, the four superintendent of the inspector's office picked up Qi Wude and took him to the car.

Two people sat in the front row and the other two in the back row, sandwiching chiwood in the middle of the back row.

Although they talked well in private, in front of chiwood, the four superintendent of the inspector's office remained absolutely serious. They all looked cold and silent.

The superintendent sitting in the driver's seat started the car and returned to the port inspection hall.

The silence in the car made ziwood more and more nervous. After driving for more than half an hour, he finally couldn't bear it and asked in a difficult voice, "please... Excuse me, is there any water?"

The young sergeant in the co driver's seat turned his head and glanced at chiwood. He saw that his lips were blue and mistook it for tension. He drew a bottle of mineral water from his side and unscrewed it. The young sergeant handed it to chiwood: "drink some water."

"Thank you." chiwood thanked, took the mineral water with both hands, and drank it gently with his head up. The handcuffs on his wrist accompanied this series of movements and made a loud noise.

"You don't have a heart attack?" the old Sheriff next to ziwood stared at his cheek. "Why do you look so bad?"

"I... I want to ask..." ziwood shivered suddenly. "Will I... Die if I get to the inspector's office?"

"Ha ha." the young sergeant in the co pilot's seat grinned at qiwood's appearance, and immediately the smile converged and replied with a positive face, "it depends on the investigation results. The port supervision department is a statutory organ and will not be wronged for no reason..."

Before he could finish his words, chiwood's body twitched suddenly, his forehead bulging with veins, and his appearance looked particularly ferocious.

"What's the matter with you!"

"What's the matter!"

The sergeants on both sides pressed qiwood and shouted, while the young sergeant in the front row was very skillful and pulled out the first-aid kit from under his seat.

"What's the matter? What medicine should I give him?"

"Ah!" ziwood screamed, spewing out a big mouthful of dark black blood, which splashed all the way to the front window.

"Chifford! Chifford!" cried the old sergeant, but chifford's body had fallen slowly towards him, and after a few convulsions, he did not move.

His eyeballs protruded outward, he stared at the roof without blinking, and his cheeks quickly floated blue and purple.

The car stopped at the side of the road. The young sergeant held the disinfection needle he had just pulled out and stared at the motionless chiwood: "what... What's the matter?"

Despite the blood smell on his uniform, the old superintendent reached out and touched chiwood's chest with a stiff expression: "dead..."

Port Supervision Office, director's office.

Zhou Wenhao sat quietly in the swivel chair, motionless. The man on the table was holding a copy of the Gangbei morning post.

Perhaps in the eyes of many people, the watermelon with black skin and white flesh in Li Qingkou is just an interesting topic after dinner, but it has a completely different meaning here in Zhou Wenhao, director of the port supervision department.

Zhou Wenhao took a deep breath and felt a burst of chagrin in his heart. The leader of the Li family reminds him all the time that although the Li family has little military and political relations, there is a heavyweight who always acts as Li Qing's protective - umbrella.

"Zhong Ruoxi..." Zhou Wenhao's eyes were slightly heavy and his cheeks were cold. Obviously, he may be able to defeat Li Qing, but he will never defeat Zhong Ruoxi.

"What happened in Longxi that would make Zhong Ruoxi so dedicated to helping him..."

While Zhou Wenhao was thinking hard, the door of the office was kicked open, and Qiao Xue, who was fit in uniform and tall, broke in.

Zhou Wenhao's face suddenly changed, and his tone severely scolded, "why don't you knock at the door!"

Qiao Xue strode to Zhou Wenhao and threw his folder on the table in front of him: "there was an accident. Five minutes ago, Qi Wude died violently on the way of escort. He died in the car of our inspector's office."

Zhou Wenhao suddenly stiffened, raised his head, widened his eyes, and stared at Qiao Xue: "dead?"

"Well, dead."

"How did you die?"

"They haven't come back yet." Qiao Xue answered with a pursed mouth. "I have arranged an autopsy here. As soon as they arrive, they will send the body to the autopsy room immediately."

After a pause, Qiao Xue glanced at Zhou Wenhao and continued: "judging from the current situation, Qi Wude should have taken some kind of poison to delay the attack."

"Asshole!" Zhou Wenhao kicked his foot and leaned back. He picked up the coffee cup on the table and fell hard on the French window behind him.

With a crisp click, the coffee cup instantly fell apart.

Zhou Wenhao was furious, his cheeks twisted and roared loudly: "Qi Kuan, this bastard! Dare to do such a thing openly. Is there an inspector's office in his eyes? It's lawless! It's lawless!"

Qiao Xue turned back and waved to the little superintendent who came into the office when he heard the sound, indicating that she would not come in for the time being.

After calming his mind, Qiao Xue's red lips opened: "Qi Kuan has been forced into a desperate situation, and it is inevitable that he will sink the boat. Although he took a risk, he completely cut off our current investigation clues."

Zhou Wenhao stretched out his hand to cover his temple, which was jumping all the time, and fiercely bit his teeth: "now we can only wait for the news of Li Qing. As long as Ma Lijun is in his hand, we won't have no cards to play."

Qiao Xue hesitated slightly: "do you want to... Call Li Qing?"

Zhou Wenhao thought quietly for a while, then stretched out his hand and pushed the telephone on the table towards Qiao Xue: "you call."

"OK." Qiao Xue leaned slightly and picked up the microphone. The opposite Zhou Wenhao quickly opened the drawer to turn over Li Qing's mobile phone number. He had just pulled out his book, but when he looked up, he saw that Qiao Xue had stretched out his hand and input the mobile phone number quite skillfully.

"Do you even remember his cell phone number?" Zhou Wenhao stared at Qiao Xue's delicate white cheek in surprise.

"Ah?" Qiao Xue blinked her big eyes and looked at Zhou Wenhao suspiciously, "what's the matter?"

Zhou Wenhao's look was inevitably a little embarrassed. He waved his hand carelessly: "no... it's okay, you fight."

"Oh." Qiao Xue pressed the dial button, then raised her jade finger and directly pressed the release button.

The phone was soon connected. Li Qing's voice came from the phone: "Hello, I'm Li Qing."

"It's me."

"Oh, but who are you, please?"

Qiao Xuexiu frowned slightly: "can't you hear my voice?"

"Ha ha ha, Sheriff Joe, I'm kidding you. What's the matter?"

"Ziwood died on the way to the inspector's office," Qiao Xue whispered. "We suspect that he took some kind of delayed poison and died of poisoning."

"Isn't this nonsense? There's no need to doubt?" Li Qing sneered. "I'm particularly annoyed with your police. If there's no investigation, there's no right to speak, and if there's no evidence, there's no right to trial. It's just a joke. It's obvious that Qi Kuan is afraid of exposing things and killing people."

Qiao Xue looked at Zhou Wenhao with a gloomy face in front of him and asked, "where are you now?"

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