Chapter 243 Something Big Happened

Chapter 243 Something serious has happened

"Where's the driver? Where's the truck driver?" Although he rushed over from Yundong Hotel after receiving a call from Zhao Jianhui, and although he knew in his heart that Zhao Jianhui would be fine. But when Tu Xiong saw the tragic scene, he was still shocked from the bottom of his heart, and his eyes were filled with a murderous cold light. Before he got out of the car, his almost crazy roar had already spread to the ears of everyone at the scene.

A traffic policeman standing near his car was bending over to take pictures. He was startled by his deafening voice. He turned around and saw Tu Xiong's ferocious expression. He almost threw away the camera in his hand. The butcher's notoriety was not obtained for nothing. Tu Xiong had a murderous aura. The traffic police replied subconsciously: "One of the drivers who caused the accident escaped and has not been caught yet. Another driver was shot in the spine by our Director Zhao on the spot and has just been added to the ambulance..."

"What's the point of putting him on the ambulance? It's better to just shoot him. Zhao Jianhui is a timid guy. If he gets caught, I will smash his head on the spot..."

The traffic police who answered him shuddered when he heard his gloomy and terrifying words. Who is this person? He really doesn't care about human life?

"Can you keep your voice down? Don't scare my brothers." Zhao Jianhui came out from nowhere and patted him on the shoulder from behind.

After hearing his words, Tu Xiong was even more furious. He clenched his fist and smashed it on the intact side door of Steyr's car.

With a bang, the iron door sank into a huge hole at that time. Everyone around who saw this scene screamed in surprise. The legs of the timid people were trembling. Is this a flesh fist or an iron hammer?

After hugging Ye Qiuyu's soft body and going crazy in the hotel for more than an hour, he finally let out the evil fire that Ye Tongtong had provoked, and at the same time, his mind that was frightened by the two large cars was completely relaxed.

It was almost ten o'clock when he got up the next day. If it weren't for the fact that the spirit of the municipal party committee meeting yesterday had not been implemented, Zhao Jianhui didn't want to go to work today. He asked Sun Liyun to drive him to the door of the Public Security Bureau, but saw Huang Lin, who was wearing a police uniform, talking to a policeman in his forties at the east side of the door. Seeing Zhao Jianhui get off the car, Huang Lin hurried to meet him. The policeman looked at Zhao Jianhui, took two steps forward, but stopped with a flattering smile on his face.

"What are you doing standing here in such a cold weather? Who is that person?" Zhao Jianhui asked the female secretary who was following him as he walked in.

"Li Han, deputy captain of the traffic police team, came to report the case that hit your car last night. I told him to wait in the reception room, but he just didn't come in. He has been standing at the door for more than two hours. You didn't come just now, so I went out to chase him away." Huang Lin reported to Zhao Jianhui while walking.

"Oh..." Zhao Jianhui nodded gently, indicating that he knew.

Now Li Long, the captain of the traffic police team, has been invited to drink tea with a few people. How can the deputy captains below not have any ideas? It seems that the deputy captain standing at the door was on duty yesterday, but I didn't see him at the scene yesterday, and I don't know whether he slept or went home to hug his wife.

Anyway, when the director's car had a traffic accident, the highest leader on duty of the traffic police team did not show up. Maybe when he showed up, I had already taken Tu Xiong's car and left.

For a deputy with some ideas, this is a major mistake that is worth regretting for a lifetime. So, this deputy captain ran to the bureau early in the morning to find the leader to report his work.

Maybe it was just a coincidence that he, the director, was not at work, and the materials had probably been handed over to the secretary Huang Lin. He was reluctant to leave, but there was no reason to stay, so he pulled Huang Lin to stand in the snow and chat, hoping to be seen by the leader when he came in. Even if he didn't give the leader a chance to say a word, as long as the leader was doing his job, he would be satisfied.

Things really happened as Zhao Jianhui expected. As soon as he sat down in the office and drank a sip of tea, Huang Lin appeared in front of him again, holding the report of the traffic accident that occurred last night.

This deputy captain's luck was not very good, but the article was well written.

At the beginning, he wrote clearly the results of the investigation, and then wrote about the hard work of the traffic police team working overtime last night, how the traffic police detachment attached great importance to it, how the police force was deployed, how the vehicles were checked in the snow, etc. It was really a wonderful writing, and he did his best to write.

Finally, he stole the limelight from the criminal police, saying that although it has been found out that the vehicle was stolen from a certain transport unit, once the injured criminal is awake, the traffic police detachment will definitely pry open his copper mouth and steel teeth, find out the mastermind behind the scenes, and restore a clear world for the five million people in Dayun City...

He almost said directly to the leader, just watch my actions, if I can't find out the mastermind behind the deliberate collision with you, I will not be a human being.

"This... what is the name of this deputy captain?" After reading it, Zhao Jianhui smiled and raised his head to ask Huang Lin.

"Li Han." Huang Lin answered crisply.

Zhao Jianhui kept a faint smile on his face, but the words he said made Huang Lin look stunned: "Transfer that Li Han to the propaganda department of the bureau. Such talents are really buried in the traffic police team. Well, you do this matter immediately, and tell Director Zhang that I said it."

Huang Lin looked at Zhao Jianhui, and when she turned around, she couldn't help but stick out her tongue. She thought that it seemed that Deputy Captain Li had offended the director, and was transferred from the traffic police team to the propaganda department for no reason.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Jianhui convened a party committee meeting of the bureau, conveyed the spirit of the municipal party committee meeting, and made arrangements to crack down on gangs and clean up entertainment venues in Dayun City at the meeting.

After the meeting, Zhao Jianhui kept Deputy Director Zhang Aimin and told him that he must personally lead a team to Haiyan Shengping to take charge of the rectification work. After he said this, Zhang Aimin knew that the director was not satisfied after closing down the Western Style, and was preparing to close down another private club of the Ye family.

I really don't know why Director Zhao had a grudge against the Ye family. But Zhang Aimin doesn't care about the Ye family, the Wang family, or the bullshit richest man in Dayun City. In the eyes of the political and legal dictatorship, he is nothing. He lets go when he wants to, and holds back when he doesn't want to. Maybe these big entrepreneurs are really all-powerful, but Zhang Aimin knows that there are tall people to hold up the sky when it falls. Director Zhao Jianhui seems to be more than 1.8 meters and almost 1.9 meters tall. I am only 1.7 meters tall. What am I afraid of following Director Zhao?

On January 13, 2006, Ou Shaohua's illegal gun possession case was officially heard in the Dayun City Intermediate People's Court. This was Zhao Jianhui's idea for Pan Minmin. Ou Shaohua is the biological son of Mayor Ou, a standard princeling in Dayun City. If he is not tried first, will he try those shrimp soldiers and turtle generals first?

As long as the court finishes the trial of Ou Shaohua's case, Ye Feng's case will not have any resistance at all. The mayor's son has been dealt with, what can you, the son of a wealthy businessman, do?

However, this day was also the day when Zhang Aimin concentrated police forces to seal up the private club of Haiyan Shengping. After six or seven days of investigation, Zhang Aimin felt that he had enough evidence to seal up Haiyan Shengping, so he told Zhao Jianhui that he was ready to take action at 10 o'clock in the evening of that day.

Early in the morning, Zhao Jianhui convened a meeting of the middle-level cadres in the bureau. The content of the meeting was not notified. Before entering the meeting room, all the mobile phones of the participants were uniformly handed in to the bureau office. Of course, the director did not need to hand in his mobile phone because of his special status. Besides, no one would dare to accept it even if he handed it in.

Sitting down on the rostrum, he knocked on the microphone. Before he started speaking, the mobile phone in his trouser pocket rang. This made Zhao Jianhui feel very embarrassed, but he really couldn't turn off this mobile phone. It was not only because he was afraid that the leaders of the city would not be able to find him. Now the provincial task force has not left yet. Who knows when they will need the cooperation of the municipal bureau? If you don't answer the phone at that time, wouldn't it be obvious that you have an opinion about the provincial task force?

So, although he was not happy, Zhao Jianhui still took out his cell phone. After taking a look at the incoming call number, Zhao Jianhui was stunned. The call was from the head of the court, Guan Jin. Has Ou Shaohua's case been rescheduled at this time? This cunning Guan pushed all the work onto Pan Minmin, but even so, can he be free of pressure? Can he still call him leisurely at this time?

"Dean Guan, this is Zhao Jianhui... What, are you serious?" After hanging up the phone, Zhao Jianhui dialed Pan Feifei's number, but the voice from inside was: "Sorry, the number you dialed is not in service area."

Something happened, it must be a big thing. Just now, Dean Guan said that the trial was about to start, but Pan Minmin, the presiding judge, did not come to work. When she called her number, it also said: "Sorry, the number you dialed is not in service area." Someone was sent to her home to check, but there was no one at home. He felt that something was not right, so he called Zhao Jianhui himself. Although it could not be considered a formal report, he hoped that Zhao Jianhui could bring someone to take a look.

Now, Zhao Jianhui called Pan Feifei's number, but Pan Minmin's number was exactly the same as Pan Minmin's, and both were out of service. This made people suspect that something happened to them and their daughter.

Zhao Jianhui glanced at the people in the conference room who were looking at him in a daze, and turned to Zhang Aimin who was sitting next to him and said, "Director Zhang, you guys deal with it here first. Learn as many documents as you can. Anyway, it's the lunch and dinner bureau that's in charge. I'll take a few people from the criminal police team out for a while. Something happened at the court."

Before Zhang Aimin could react, Zhao Jianhui yelled, "Li Guicheng, take your people and follow me."

Li Guicheng, the captain of the criminal police detachment, stood up when he heard the voice, and the six people from the criminal police team who came to attend the meeting all stood up with him. Seeing Zhao Jianhui almost trotting out of the conference room, Li Guicheng knew that something might have happened again. Otherwise, would Director Zhao lose his composure? According to my observations during this period, this young director has always been very stable.

So, Li Guicheng, the political commissar of the detachment, and five deputy detachment leaders also ran behind Director Zhao. What was surprising was that among the five deputy detachment leaders of the criminal police detachment, there was a female comrade. Although she was over 40 years old, she still wore gold-rimmed glasses on her nose and black leather shoes with half-heeled heels, but she ran no slower than the men.