v2 Chapter 107： Lao Yue's phone

Chapter 107

How to do? ? How to do? ! ? !

Even if Qian million is a fool, he knows that this time the Criminal Police Brigade is here to arrest him, it is not an aimless gun! ! Maybe, you have already got your own criminal evidence in the bureau now! !

Of course, at this moment when he was at a loss, the phone in the office lounge suddenly rang. Qian million didn’t know whether to run away or answer the phone. He intuitively told him that this call was absolutely ominous. information!

"Boom!"

The moment his brain stopped spinning, before the phone could be answered, he heard a muffled sound. The door of the office lounge was knocked open. A rush of well-trained criminals came in and went up and smashed them. He pressed his **** to the safe deposit box, put on handcuffs, and said coldly: "Millions of money, you are now guilty of operating prostitution, prostitution, privately operating huge sums of money gambling, gambling fraud and other crimes! I am now You are formally arrested in the name of the Zhengzhou Criminal Police Brigade. You can speak, but what you say will become evidence in court!!"

This time, Qian million did not resist as fiercely as the last time he was whoring or being held back. Instead, he remained motionless and didn't say a word, and followed the criminal police team in a proper manner.

He now knows very well that he is completely planted this time and can't run away. And now in the office lounge, there is still an unchecked income account of the underground casino, which is undoubtedly more powerful evidence.

How to do?

It's very simple. Focus on the aftermath as soon as possible... Maybe, you can shirk part of the responsibility...

Being pressed all the way from the Caesars Palace, all the staff were dumbfounded. In the hearts of most of them, Qian Million was simply a mastermind in the underworld in Zhengzhou. Such a powerful underworld brother, that’s it. Planted casually? Look at Qian million’s bitter face, a look of self-confessed bad luck, everyone’s heart began to drum: I don’t know who is so awesome, who can actually grasp Qian million’s handle, it’s a way of life. Everyone knows how many people want to kill millions of dollars, but they just can't find a place to start. This time...it seems to have encountered a problem!

The entrance of Caesar's Palace was surrounded by reporters who came to hear the news. The flashing lights kept flashing. Qian million, the underworld tycoon, was completely arrested. These reporters are also busy enough. Yesterday, they reported the news about illegal prostitution and prostitution with millions of dollars. Today is the news that he committed a felony. The time difference is less than 24 hours. Some reporters can't help but sigh: Alas, If a person is unlucky and really drank cold water and stuffed his teeth, it would be worth millions of dollars. Looking at his swollen and dark eyes, it is estimated that he hasn't even slept well yet. …According to some gossip, the tip that Qian Million went to the Royal Hot Springs to engage in illegal prostitution and prostitution was thrown by his son Qian Hu. I don’t know if it is true or not. If it is true, then the Qian’s family The two of you are really a pair of living cups.

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Lorraine came out of home and didn't go anywhere. Instead, he went straight to the Haijin Hotel and ate something casually at noon. When it was almost two o'clock, Jiang Yan drew a call and said, "Lorraine, great news. ! At one o'clock today, the money is millions, and it was successfully arrested! Now, he is locked in a small dark room, and there is sufficient evidence in court. No matter how good a lawyer he hires or how good his relationship is, he must be sentenced. !"

I can hear Jiang Yan's tone very happy. She is a good policeman, and the arrest of a person like Qian million, of course, made her feel refreshed.

Lorraine was naturally delighted: "That's great!"

"Well...Where are you now? What are you doing?" Jiang Yan asked.

"In Haijin Hotel, nothing is to be done, just add fuel to the fire." Lorraine smiled casually.

"Put oil on the fire???" Jiang Yan asked in surprise.

"Yeah." At this time, there was a voice of conversation from Lorraine, and then he smiled and said, "Sister Yan, are you still closing other cases in the bureau?"

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"It's nothing..." After a little pause, "I have some money and millions of surveillance videos of his son Qian Hu hacking people in the street. I don't know if you can use it."

"Huh?" Jiang Yan was taken aback for a while, then she smiled, "Really? That must be used."

Lorraine personally took the surveillance video of Qianhu's fight against people taken by the Haijin Hotel to the door of the Municipal Bureau, and Jiang Yan came out to meet. This is not actually Lorraine’s treatment of Qian Million or the Qian Family’s failure, but that he has tried every means to make Qian Million’s clone useless. If something happens to his only son Qian Hu at this moment, it will definitely be He caused a certain amount of psychological pressure. If he wants to completely defeat a person, he must do everything possible to attack from the psychological!

Pity the enemy, this is not kindness, but stupidity.

Forgiving or letting go of an enemy who may cause harm to you in the future is undoubtedly a suicidal act. Unless you have 100% confidence to influence him and ensure that he will not retaliate against you in the future, you must know how to cut the grass and root out the roots!

Don't say anything about the gods and bodhisattvas, the gods and bodhisattvas are kind to all living beings, that is because, in his eyes, all living beings are like ants, and they are not a threat to him! If it can cause a threat, they have at least ninety-nine-one strategies to change your way to death.

"Here. That's it." At the door of the Municipal Bureau, Lorraine handed the video of Qianhu's fight against people in Jiang Yan's hands. Suddenly he noticed that the other's beautiful eyes appeared faintly with dark circles, and he couldn't help but care. Sister Yan, don't be too tired. You see that your dark circles are coming out. If you become ugly, I won't want you."

"Bah! Brat, what are you talking about?!" Jiang Yan was blushed by Lorraine's sudden serious joke. When she went up, please squeeze Lorraine's face. "I haven't seen you for two days. Are you kidding me?"

"Yes, Sister Yan, I shouldn’t be joking. Actually... No matter how you change, you can’t be ugly. After all, the foundation is here. It’s pretty messy. If you want to be ugly, there’s really no such thing. Talent, isn't it difficult for a strong man?"

"Go to hell!" Jiang Yan was stunned in her heart, but she pretended to be angry and raised her fan fist. "Well, I won't tell you. This case of millions of dollars is probably enough for us to be busy in the bureau. , I can’t rest until I submit it to the court. You can’t cause me trouble these days. If the basket gets bigger, I don’t have time to help you.”

"Well, Sister Yan, then I will go first. When you are not busy, I will invite you to dinner.

"Well, goodbye~~"

The two separated, Jiang Yan's capable and tall figure quickly returned to the unit, Lorraine stretched out his hand, intercepted a taxi, and got in.

The taxi master said: "Where?"

"Go..." Lorraine was about to speak, but the phone in his pocket rang.

He took out the phone, it was an unfamiliar number, Lorraine frowned slightly, but still connected: "Hello, hello, who?"

There was a little silence, and there was a vigorous and sophisticated voice: "Excuse me, is it Mr. Luo?"

Lorraine paused slightly, and did not deny: "You are?"

I got the answer over there, and the tone was still solemn: "Hello Mr. Luo, I am Jiang Yan's father and my name is Jiang Songyue. Do you have time now? I want to ask you out alone for a meal or a cup of afternoon tea."

Jiang Yan's father... Jiang Songyue? ? ? ...

Lorraine's mind was a mess, what's the situation? ? Sister Yeon's dad is looking for me? ? What can you do? ? ... He knew this Jiang Songyue, but he was a pivotal figure in the senior leadership of Zhengzhou City. When his old uncle had not yet sat on the seat of the municipal party committee secretary, this Jiang Songyue's contacts and skills were all Zhengzhou. A banner of the city officialdom. It’s just that Zhengzhou’s economy has developed rapidly in recent years, and the relative official leadership team has changed one after another. Now Jiang Songyue’s position is basically a nameless title. From this position, he directly retired. , The contacts are still there, but the real power is gone.

But to be honest, this Jiang Songyue cannot be underestimated. After all, he is an old Youtiao who has been in the officialdom for more than 30 years. After rebirth, Lorraine has never had any contact with anyone over fifty years old. I heard that Jiang Songyue has been calm, cautious, and sophisticated since he was young. People give the nickname: Lao Yue.

Sitting in the back seat, Lorraine briefly pondered for a moment, and all kinds of thoughts and all kinds of guesses flashed through his mind. Finally, he made a decision and said with a smile: "Mr. Jiang, it is an honor. I have time. Where can we meet?"

"Nanjing Road, Boyang District, Phoenix Tea House, Block 12, 4 o'clock, arrived on time." These words were made in one go, and he was quite capable, and he hung up without any muddle after he finished speaking.

Lorraine put the phone in his pocket, his eyes narrowed slightly, and turned his head to look at the gate of the city bureau. Sister Yan should be still busy now, absolutely unaware that her dad just called herself. When is it?

At this time, Lorraine couldn't understand even if he wanted to break his scalp. No matter, just go straight to know. He didn't worry that it was someone's conspiracy. If anyone wanted to engage in himself, no one would pretend to be Jiang Songyue, Jiang Yan's father.

"Hey, sir, can you still leave?" Just as Lorraine was thinking about it, the taxi driver couldn't help but turned his head and urged a little impatiently.

Lorraine smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I've been waiting for a long time....Go to the Phoenix Tea House on Nanjing Road in Boyang District."

"Oh-" The taxi stomped out as soon as it stepped on the accelerator.

Jiang Songyue's home is not far from the Fengxian Tea House, so he walked there early, sat in the reserved card seat No. 12, ordered a cup of Longjing tea, and picked up the newspaper to have a taste of it. The Fengxian Teahouse is very comfortable, and most of them are elderly guests. The melodious guzheng music is slowly playing, but under his calm and calm face, there is a fast-moving mind.