Chapter 525 Shanxi Aged Vinegar

Taiyuan, Shanxi.

Having successfully obtained Jin Dayong's confession, the following process was much simpler and smoother.

"Feng Bingbing, is that right?"

"You are?"

"We are police officers. Please don't take your child to school today. We need to understand some things. Please answer truthfully."

"...Officer, I really didn't know it was illegal. A friend gave me 500 yuan and asked me to do him a favor."

……

"Teacher Shi Lei."

"Comrade police officer, what's wrong?"

"What's wrong? You're supposed to be a teacher, don't you feel guilty about arbitrarily framing an innocent company? Do you have no sense of morality as a teacher?"

"...Could you please not tell the school? I was just helping a friend with a small favor, I never expected it to cause such a big problem."

……

"Lao Jing, Shi Lei and Feng Bingbing have already confessed, so don't deny it anymore."

"I... Waaah... Government, please don't arrest me and put me in jail, my child is still young..."

"Don't cry. As long as you confess honestly, we will treat you leniently."

……

We obtained statements from several parents, most of whom were there out of politeness or for a small benefit. Some didn't even know what a "reply" was, yet they still went ahead and reported us.

"Officer Yang."

After leaving Lao Jing's home, a full-time housewife, Chen checked the time and it was almost 10 o'clock. He then said to Yang Chen, "Make a copy of these original documents with fingerprints and keep it. Then take the original documents, the voice recorder, and the suspect's ID card back to Guangdong."

"That……"

Yang Chen meant that there were still several suspects who needed to be interrogated.

"Officer Lu is enough."

Chen waved his hand and, without saying a word, "chased" Yang Chen away.

Although the young police officers didn't know what was going on, they had received instructions from their chief that everything in Shanxi should be based on the meaning of "tracing back to the past".

After Yang Chen left, Lu Ziqian, holding the "death list," asked, "President Chen, where are we going next?"

Chen took the list and looked at it, then suddenly asked, "Isn't Kong Hua, who works at the printing factory, very close to the Shanxi Daily?"

Xiang Qing peeked over; he had already gained a considerable understanding of Taiyuan during his business dealings.

"It's not far away."

Xiang Qing said, "It's only a 5-minute walk."

"Then let's find him."

Chen seemed to be in a much better mood after deciding on the next unlucky person. He even had time to ask Lu Ziqian in the car, "Officer Lu, what are your hobbies?"

"me?"

Lu Ziqian chuckled and said somewhat embarrassedly, "I'm a hardcore online game enthusiast, and I love playing 'Fantasy Westward Journey'."

"is it?"

Chen thought for a moment, then turned to his secretary and instructed, "Senior Sister Zhu, after you return to Guangzhou, buy me a 'Fantasy Westward Journey' account worth 10 yuan."

"what?"

Lu Ziqian was somewhat surprised: "Does President Chen want to play too?"

Chen smiled and said meaningfully, "I'm Wa's junior, I don't play games like 'Fantasy Westward Journey'."

"then you……"

Lu Ziqian suddenly understood something, and his face instantly turned red.

He was a junior police officer who had only been working for a few years, and his salary in 2008 was not high. How could he afford a game account worth 10 RMB?

Could that account have been given to me as a gift?

What the hell!

That's unlikely, it's too expensive!
Although Lu Ziqian thought it was impossible, he was still very eager to play the game. On the way to the printing factory, he even imagined how glamorous he would be in the game after he had a "10 yuan" account.

...Some parents have a weak sense of law, but some parents, like teachers such as Shi Lei, have a certain "resistance."

After Yang Chen and Lu Ziqian left, he immediately called his friend at China Mobile to tell him that the police had found out about his perjury.

The mobile phone user found it strange; while asking acquaintances at the Public Security Bureau, he continued to report to his superiors.

Ultimately, the story reached Zhu Wenbin, the general manager of Shanxi Mobile.

At this moment, Zhu Wenbin was having lunch with Ren Tong at "Qingheyuan," a time-honored breakfast shop in Shanxi.

"Old Ren, you haven't had this meatball soup in a long time since you went to the capital, have you?"

While serving Ren Tong soup, Zhu Wenbin added a few extra meatballs.

"They have it in the capital, but nowhere is it as authentic as this."

Ren Tongmei took a delicious sip and closed her eyes with a deep sense of nostalgia.

Seeing his old colleague's expression, Zhu Wenbin smiled and shook his head.

Seeing his phone ring, Zhu Wenbin glanced at it and saw it was his subordinate. He casually picked it up and answered, "What's up?"

"...What? Are you sure? Where are they now?"

Less than a minute after answering the phone, Zhu Wenbin's expression gradually changed from composure to doubt and seriousness.

Ren Tong thought it was something that happened at work, so he said, "Old Zhu, if you're busy, you can go ahead. We'll meet up with some friends for Fenjiu at noon."

"Old Ren."

After a moment of silence, Zhu Wenbin suddenly looked at Ren Tong and said, "Starting last night, a group of police officers conducted surprise interrogations of the parents who reported [their letters]."

Ren Tong had no idea about "deep-sea fishing" at the moment and thought it was some kind of misunderstanding, so he asked, "Did something go wrong?"

"Ah."

Zhu Wenbin hesitated for a moment, then picked up his phone again and started making a call: "Old Zhang, I want to ask you something. Did you dispatch any officers this morning to investigate a teacher named Shi Lei?"

Clearly, Zhu Wenbin wielded considerable influence in the area. After making a few phone calls and incorporating reports from his subordinates, he quickly gained a better understanding of the situation.

The situation was becoming clearer, but his expression grew increasingly gloomy.

"Old Ren, something's not right."

After hanging up a subordinate's call, Zhu Wenbin's fat face trembled, and his throat bobbed: "This group of police officers... might not be from Shanxi."

Where is that from?

Ren Tong slowly put down his spoon, a bad feeling suddenly rising in his heart.

“A parent with a keen eye…look, they see the police badge is from Guangdong…”

Zhu Wenbin swallowed hard.

This was the first time he had encountered such a situation in all his years in office; he had only ever heard of it before.

Upon hearing the word "Guangdong," Ren Tong paused for a few seconds, then jumped up: "Where are they now?"

I stood up so quickly that I felt a little dizzy and could only press my palms firmly against the table.

"Don't be impatient yet."

Zhu Wenbin kept reassuring him, "Even if I ask now, it might just be a coincidence..."

"Hey, how many people did they interrogate last night? What use are you guys if you can't even do this simple thing right?"

Zhu Wenbin vented his anger and frustration on his innocent subordinates.

Ren Tong seemed to hear it, yet also seemed not to hear it. In his confusion, he had a vivid premonition:

It must be the forces of retrograde movement that are making their move.

Ren Tong is unaware that Chen Zhe is actually inside.

A gentle breeze blew in from outside, brushing against Director Ren's face through the antique window frames of "Qingheyuan".

It tastes sour and astringent, like aged vinegar from Shanxi.

"Old Ren!"

After making countless phone calls, Zhu Wenbin suddenly exclaimed excitedly, "We found them! They're with Kong Hua!"

"Come on!"

At this moment, Ren Tong also regained consciousness from his dizziness.

He realized that if these Guangdong police officers investigated the truth of the incident and released it to the public, it would have a huge negative impact on the group's reputation!
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(A quick shout-out to Shanxi's meatball soup, Fenjiu liquor, and aged vinegar. There will be another chapter tonight, I'll try my best to finish it soon so everyone can see the ending!)
(End of this chapter)

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