Police Chief's Anti-Organized Crime Storm

Gao Hongshan forcefully helped Hua Yunfeng up, then looked ashamed. If he had known earlier that Gao Lan was Gao Hongshan's granddaughter, he would have protected her no matter what. Damn it, this is a huge problem. Hua Yunfeng felt uneasy. Although Gao Hongshan was a very low-key person, and the Gao family had almost no connections in officialdom, when Gao Hongshan was leading troops, he had two division commanders under him. Now, one is the commander-in-chief of a certain southern military region, and the other is the commander-in-chief of a certain central military region. If they wanted, they could easily transfer personnel from an entire military region with a single phone call. And the protégés and former subordinates of that bigwig in the central region were spread throughout the officialdom nationwide.

He Ziming was Gao Hongshan's orderly back then, and is now the commander-in-chief of a certain southern military region. A true red revolutionary figure with impeccable revolutionary credentials.

"Jianguo told me about Gao Lan's situation. It's not your fault; it's just bad luck for the Gao family. Don't blame yourselves. Besides, since Gao Lan chose to go to Gaoshan County, she has to bear the corresponding responsibilities and risks. This matter is not your fault."

Meng Jianguo suddenly understood why Hua Yunfeng had gotten so angry that day. It was to give his elder brother an explanation. Otherwise, if He Ziming blamed him, probably no one could withstand the pressure. He Ziming was not Gao Hongshan; he was a truly domineering and unreasonable person.

Meng Jianguo was still a little uneasy. There were some things he dared not say because he was afraid the old man couldn't bear it. But if his elder brother found out one day, he would definitely blame him.

Thinking of this, Meng Jianguo suddenly knelt down in front of Gao Hongshan. The old man was startled and quickly reached out to pull him back: "Jianguo, what are you doing? You're over fifty years old, what are you doing?"

"Elder brother, I'm so sorry, so incredibly sorry!" The old man had seven sons. That year, the Korean War broke out, and he sent all seven sons to the battlefield. None of them survived. The Gao family, with seven sons, were all martyrs. Only the eldest son, Gao Jianping, survived with a daughter, Gao Lan. Now, Gao Lan is dead, and she died so tragically. If he had known earlier that Gao Lan was the old man's granddaughter, he would never have let her go to that hellish place. And what would He Ziming do to those people in Gaoshan County if he found out?

"Hey, get up. I know what happened. You don't need to blame yourselves. I told you, it's that child's fate. It's no one else's fault. Don't blame yourselves too much. I just want to know how far the investigation into that case has progressed." After saying that, the old man forcefully pulled Meng Jianguo up.

Meng Jianguo gritted his teeth and handed over the still-unfinished case file with both hands. Gao Hongshan took the case file, slowly opened it, and then took out his reading glasses from his pocket and put them on to read it.

He stared intently at the words. Neither Hua Yunfeng nor Meng Jianguo spoke. Meng Jianguo kept a close eye on the old man, afraid he might collapse when he saw that line of text. When he did see it, the old man's gaze remained fixed on it for a long time, and his breathing became rapid. Meng Jianguo could see that the old man's hands were trembling slightly, and his eyes seemed to be burning with immense anger.

After a long while, the old man slowly shifted his gaze from the case file. He slowly took off his glasses, looked at Meng Jianguo, then at Hua Yunfeng, his expression somewhat desolate. Neither of the two bigwigs dared to speak; they could only lower their heads, fearing that the old man might suddenly launch an attack.

Gao Hongshan slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air. He had experienced the loss of his wife in middle age and the loss of his son in old age. Moreover, his sons had all died one by one. What else could he not accept?

The old man slowly closed his eyes, took out his phone, hesitated for a moment, then put it down again. He took out his phone again, hesitated again, and put it down again. Just as he put it down, the phone suddenly rang urgently. The old man looked at it, a look of surprise on his face, and reached out with trembling hands to press the answer button: "Hello!"

"Hey, sir, have you arrived yet? I just called Hua Yunfeng. He probably knows you're here. If you need anything, just talk to him." A deep voice came from the other end.

The old-fashioned phone was of poor quality, with a loud external speaker and a clear internal voice. Meng Jianguo was startled, as was Hua Yunfeng. Who was on the phone?

Hua Qufeng immediately guessed that it was the big shot from the south, the one who had called him that morning.

"I've arrived. Everything's alright. You..." The old man hesitated for a moment, but ultimately didn't say it. Gao Lan's death was so unjust, so tragic. No one in his Gao family had ever died so unjustly.

"Hey, what's wrong? Did something happen to you?" The person on the phone sounded anxious.

"It's nothing, it's nothing, you go ahead with your work." Gao Hongshan was about to hang up the phone, but the person on the other end was clearly not prepared to let it go so easily.

As soon as the call ended, Meng Jianguo's phone rang urgently. He quickly picked it up, paused slightly, and saw it was an unfamiliar number. The old man carefully put the phone down, and Meng Jianguo walked to the side and pressed the answer button: "Hello, this is Meng Jianguo."

"Oh, Director Meng, I am He Zheng!" He Zheng, also known as He Ziming, is the Commander-in-Chief of a certain Southern Theater Command.

Meng Jianguo was startled and quickly stood up straight: "Hello, Commander He."

"Um, is my old man with you?"

"Yes, yes, Big Brother is with me."

"Hmm, did something just happen?" He Ziming's words were unhurried, but Meng Jianguo could still feel a strong sense of pressure coming from the phone.

"Yes, I showed him the case file of Gao Lan, and he was in a bad mood."

"Send me an electronic copy of the case file." With a snap, the phone was hung up. Meng Jianguo was startled. This Commander He was really domineering, not even giving him a chance to refuse.

He turned on his computer and sent a copy of the Gao Lan case file to He Ziming. This seemingly insignificant act would trigger a massive storm.

Just as Hua Yunfeng and Meng Jianguo were chatting with the old man, Meng Jianguo's phone suddenly rang again: "Hello."

"This is He Zheng. I'll be in Dongjiang Province in three hours. Please bring Lin Ying to the scene. I need to know the latest developments in the case. If I don't see her by tomorrow, I'll send the 39th Brigade to Gaoshan County to fetch her." With a snap, the phone was hung up again.

Meng Jianguo's head buzzed. What he didn't know was that someone on the other end of the phone roared, and fifteen minutes later, a helicopter roared up from the ground and quickly ascended into the sky.

The people on the plane were already extremely anxious. He never imagined that Gao Lan would die so tragically, and that she was even murdered... She was his only blood relative in the world. All seven of his brothers died on the battlefield of the Korean War, and now, his only niece was also dead, and that she was murdered before she died... He simply couldn't imagine how much pressure his father was under. Could he still hold on?

Meng Jianguo was unaware that a violent storm was about to sweep across the entire Dongjiang region.

Meanwhile, in Gaoshan County, Lin Ying and her group were being relentlessly chased by five white vans. Another van blocked their way, and everyone was terrified as the vans were about to crash into them.