A burst of chill, like ice water poured from the head, made the Pan family feel at a loss and didn't know what to do.
Subconsciously, they put their eyes on Pan Chunwei.
At this time, only he came forward to have such a glimmer of hope.
"I, Pan Chunwei, spent most of my life for the country, did it end up like this?"
"There is one thing you may have misunderstood." The man who took the lead said:
"Mr. Lin didn't know that we were coming, nor did he call us to rescue him, but with his own ability, none of you in Jinyang can keep him."
"If this is the case, why should he be so and so."
"I don't know about that, but I can tell you, whether it is his personal connections or financial resources, your Pan family and him are not on the same level, so there is no hope for you."
The man who took the lead shrugged, then looked at his watch, "Old Pan, it's almost time, let's go with us."
Pan Weichun leaned on crutches in both hands and held it tightly.
"Can you give me some more time, I want to make a call."
The man who took the lead moved his brows slightly, "Father, I have only said so much to you because of your meritorious service. Don't embarrass me. I also have a task to do."
"Even if you are in a hurry, it won't take a few minutes," Pan Chun whispered.
"Okay, Pan Lao speaks, I must give this face, ten minutes, is it enough."
Pan Chunwei didn't speak, took out his cell phone and found Lu Beichen's phone on it.
This is his only hope now.
After a burst of busy tone, the call was connected.
"Old Pan."
"Old leader, are you busy?" Pan Weichun said with a smile.
Compared with just now, it was like a change of person, calm and relaxed, as if nothing had happened.
"I just went out for a meeting and just got home."
"After so many years, I still worry about these things." Pan Chunwei said:
"I don't know when you will retreat. We haven't played chess and tea together for a long time."
"Haha..." Lu Beichen laughed, "I am now dealing with some corners and corners. Important things are not my turn, and there is no way to talk about many things."
The corners of Pan Chunwei's eyebrows moved slightly, and a trace of bad premonition filled his heart.
"Old leader, I've been idle for the past few days. It just so happens that the Lunar New Year is approaching. I want to visit you, when will I have time?"
"It was a bit busy years ago, let's talk about it in the next year." Lu Beichen said:
"Also, you suddenly thought of me, is there something wrong?"
"No, no, I haven't seen you for a long time. I want to see you and reminisce about the past."
"Don't hide and tuck it away, just talk about it."
"Old leader, then I'll just say it straight." Pan Weichun also knew that there was not much time left for him. If he hid it again, there would be no way to deal with this matter.
In the next few minutes, Pan Chunwei told Lu Beichen what had happened in the past few days.
But Pan Chunwei did not wait for the answer from the other party, but remained silent for a long time.
"Old leader?"
"I'm listening." Lu Beichen said lightly:
"I remember that you had a mine before, because of illegal mining, more than 50 people died. Finally, I helped you to suppress it. It will be ten years now."
"Yes Yes……"
"After so many years, your Pan family can be regarded as earning money. This is the Huaxia of the common people, the Huaxia of the people of Jinyang, not your Pan family."
When Lu Beichen spoke, Pan Chunwei shuddered in fright, his body trembling terribly.
"Don't you even fear that person named Lin Yi..."
"Ha ha……"
Lu Beichen laughed heartily, "That kid Lin Yi was trained by me personally, do you think I am afraid of him?"
"this……"
This time, Pan Chunwei was really stupid. His crutches fell to the ground and he couldn't even hold his mobile phone.
"Okay, don't talk about it." Lu Beichen said:
"The people in the investigation team should have gone to Jinyang, and cooperate with them so that things won't be so bad."
"I, I know..."
Lu Beichen hung up the phone, Pan Weichun's face was pale, like a concubine bereavement.
"grandfather……"
"The Pan family is over..."
...
In the detention center, Lin Yi lay on the Chase bunk to make up his mind.
Yesterday, after drinking until midnight, I was caught here before returning to the hotel. At this time, Lin Yi slept extraordinarily.
By the wall, there were six people standing tremblingly, all of them with swollen noses and swollen faces, and they didn't even dare to breathe.
They were all people in this cell, and when Lin Yi was locked in, in order to make him abide by the rules, they were going to teach him a lesson.
And the result was obvious. In less than a minute, they all stood in the corner.
"Brother Mao, what to do now, this kid is not too easy to provoke. After he comes, we have no place here." said a bald man.
"Yes, yes, he can fight so, we don't have room to fight back, and we can't let him bully to death in the future?" a short man said.
The man called Brother Mao is named Du Baolong. He has a big waist and a thick beard. This is also the source of his nickname.
"Wait first, I'll talk to the steward when that happens, and see if I can teach him a lesson and let him be honest."
"Can you transfer him away? I really don't want to stay with such a person."
"Even if he is driven away, he has to be taught a lesson first, otherwise he would have been beaten for nothing."
"Brother Mao is right."
At this moment, footsteps came from outside the corridor, and the bald man poked his head out.
"Brother Mao, the man in charge is here, and there are a few people behind. They all seem to be unusual."
"Let me see."
Du Baolong walked to the door, pressed his face against the fence, and looked into the distance.
"I rely on These are big people, stand up as soon as possible, don't find it unhappy."
The six people who had just been beaten saw Liu Xiaodong coming, just like children in kindergarten, they all stood in a row obediently, and this is also an unwritten rule in the detention center.
"Brother Mao, do you need to call that person?" the short man asked.
"Why do you want to call it? You are cheap, not cheap," Du Baolong said:
"When the person in charge comes, and sees him still lying down and sleeping, I will clean him up, so we don't need to do it."
Hearing this, several people suddenly realized.
"Brother Mao is still good, thinking more than us."
"Also, let me tell you that when the person in charge comes and asks us what the wound on our face is, we will answer truthfully and say that he hit it. As for the rest, they can take care of it themselves."
"Tsk tusk tusk, Brother Mao, you are really too powerful to kill someone with a knife."