"Why doesn't he draw the curtains?"
"Oh, it's not like he has no hands, his hands can only count money."
On this morning when no one was hired or provoked, Mark's immediate boss, Neil, was going crazy.
He was perfectly fine in the office, drinking coffee and reading the newspaper, when he was suddenly informed that Mark, who knew many of his secrets, had been taken away by the ICAC.
He also wanted to find a relationship to work with, but his friend just threw him a photo.
In the photo, Mark stood like a fool by the window with no curtains, the greed on his face was undisguised, and his fat paw was still in the box full of green banknotes.
A photo blocked all his words.
Now he not only had to find ways to distance himself from Mark, but also had to find ways to silence Mark.
"Damn Mark!"
The table was banged, and the trophy that was wiped three times a day was knocked off and dented.
Neil's heart ached even more.
"Damn ICAC!"
A few years ago, there was no such department in Xiangjiang.
They lived a good life back then.
"Mark must be shut up..."
…
"Mark must not be allowed to die."
On the familiar rooftop, Shen Jin handed a cigarette case to Lao Yu: "We can only delay you for ten days at most."
Lao Yu looked at the envelope with a resistant expression: "What's here again?"
Last time, Shen Jin gave him two keys to a bank safe. When he took them out and took a look... he had a heart attack and almost went to see the King of Hell.
"Some people in Mark's interest chain." Shen Jin put the cigarette box directly into his hand, "It's just a list, you have to check the details yourself."
This answer was acceptable to Lao Yu. He frowned and opened the cigarette case, glanced at the dense handwriting on the inside and then looked at Shen Jin with a confused look on his face: "Is this Mark's interest chain or the revenge target of your Shen family? "
Shen Jin's expression was calm: "Sir Yu, you can't just let the horse run without feeding it, right?"
Lao Yu's breath was stagnant.
He punched Shen Jin and asked, "Where did the news come from?"
"I heard it by leaning against the wall."
Lao Yu: "...?"
Lao Yu was shocked for a full three minutes before he managed to find his voice: "No, are you kidding me? Can you hear such important news by lying on the wall? Did your man lie under Mark's bed?"
Shen Jin looked calm: "There will be no problems with the person who did this. She...can be considered a family background."
"What do you mean? Who got this list? Tell the truth."
Lao Yu didn't believe Shen Jin's words at all. In his opinion, this was probably done by the Shen family through some shady means.
Shen Jin adjusted her glasses and replied: "Lin Nianhe did it himself. Do you think it is considered a daughter inheriting her father's business?"
Hearing this answer, Lao Yu's face turned red: "Then... forget it."
Lao Yu thought about Comrade Lao Lin who was sitting in the office in Beijing but knew everything about the world, and finally no longer doubted the authenticity of this list.
But he was even more shocked: "Lin Nianhe is back?"
Shen Jin replied as expected: "Her exchange period has not ended yet. Isn't it normal to come back?"
Lao Yu: "..."
"Don't come to me anymore. If you have something to do, let Shen Yu come... If Shen Yu is too busy, you can also ask Shen Hongzun to come - as long as it's not you, I can have a chat with your Shen family dog."
This man's words are so irritating!
"Sir Yu, I have something else to ask of you."
"I also have something to ask you - Mr. Shen, shut up, I don't want to hear it."
Shen Jin completely ignored Lao Yu's refusal and said directly: "After these people are detained, please have their arms cuffed behind their backs for eight hours."
"this……"
Lao Yu frowned and looked at Shen Jin with crazy eyes.
Why does he need to foreshadow such a little thing?
With a warm smile on her lips, Shen Jin explained: "Miss Lin almost broke her wrist at the police station for one day."
Lao Yu: "..."
During this life-and-death fight, do they still forget such trivial matters?
I don't know whether I should praise them for their good memory and loyalty, or scold them for being careless and petty.
He took a deep breath and said, "I'll torture them for eighteen hours and you can stop talking. Is that okay?"
"OK."
…
In the ICAC, Mark was held alone in an interrogation room, with cold sweat pouring down his forehead as if he was asking for money.
For more than an hour, no one came to question him.
He wasn't originally a fool who didn't close the curtains when doing dirty things, but... he had been in Xiangjiang for seventeen years, and he was cautious when he first came, but he soon discovered that this was completely unnecessary, and he was simply scaring himself.
In Xiangjiang, they are the boss of Tian and they have the same status as the boss, and they don't need to care about other people's eyes at all.
He is not stupid, but arrogant due to inertia. Even if the ICAC is on top of his head, he does not feel that anything has changed.
But today he fell into trouble, it happened suddenly and didn't give him any buffer time.
Just when he was about to scare himself to death, the door of the interrogation room was pushed open and a man holding handcuffs walked in.
"I want to talk to Director Yu directly!" Mark seized the opportunity and shouted at him at the top of his lungs.
The visitor didn't even look at him. He walked directly behind him, pushed him down on the chair, and cuffed his two chubby hands behind his back with some effort.
Mark has a fat body, his arms are thick and short, and his flexibility is completely out of his league.
He was able to achieve this posture entirely by relying on external force.
When the external force was removed, the cold handcuffs immediately bit his wrist, sinking deeply into his flesh.
"What are you doing? I am the director, I want to..."
Mark's face turned red and he struggled hard.
But no one paid any attention to him. The man finished his work and left directly, turning a deaf ear to his words.
Mark screamed in pain and broke out in cold sweat.
Soon, he ran out of energy to scream, and his brain, which had been constantly thinking about ways to solve the problem, was completely stopped by the endless pain signals.
He thought maybe his arm had been dislocated, that his wrist might have been broken, that blood might be running down his fingers and hitting the ground.
He felt like he was going to die.
Just as Mark was trying to squirm and make himself more comfortable, the world outside had turned upside down.
All ICAC vehicles were dispatched at once, taking people out in groups one by one as if a teacher was calling them with a list.
Some people wanted to resist, but the other person choked back when he said, "Don't you know what you did?"
With a guilty conscience, these people really dare not fall out with the ICAC.
Under the thunderous tactics, almost all the people close to Mark were wiped out.
Of course there are little police officers who have almost no knowledge, but they are the first to be interrogated - if a person knows that he has committed a capital crime, he will definitely bite him to death and refuse to admit it; but if he just shot a passerby, If your brain is broken and you can forget about it if you confess it, what is there not to say?
The ICAC was so busy that countless information gathered from the mouth of the most inconspicuous little police officer and turned into the shape of a knife.
Lao Yu unplugged the phone line, stepped out of the office door and said loudly: "Unplug all the phone lines and close the door. This case is not closed and no one is allowed to leave the ICAC!"
"Sir Yu, it's the president..."
The secretary came over with a phone in hand, looking troubled.
Without saying a word, Lao Yu quickly unplugged the phone line.
"check!"
"If the sky falls, I will hold it up!"
I've stayed up for several long nights and my body can't bear it any longer. I'm going to take a day off today to adjust my biological clock and make up for it tomorrow.
