About an hour later.

Liu Zhixiong sat on a hospital bench with a surly face and said with words, "Sangong Qin Yu not only doesn’t know the rules, but also works too crazy. I think it is definitely difficult to control this medicine line with him."
After a long silence, Sangong said in a tone without any fluctuation, "I’ll go and see the old article early in the morning, so don’t worry about it."
"Good" Liu Zhixiong nodded.
Jiangnan District Chief Councillor Residence
"What did you say? ！” Old Li Yin excitedly asked, "How is it possible that Qin Yu had Wen Yonggang cut down? Are you sure it’s Qin Yu’s organization, not the old cat? ….. What the fuck is this cub doing! "
After a few minutes, Lao Li walked back and forth in the living room with his hands behind his back and frowning.
"Didi Lingling!"
When the bell rang for a while, Lao Li looked down at the number and saw that it was Sangong. After staring at the screen for a few seconds, he finally moved his thumb from the answer button and put his mobile phone on the table without answering it.
Sangong called four or five times in a row and saw that Lao Li didn’t answer, so he didn’t continue to call.
Lao Li sat on the sofa and thought with his eyes closed for a long time before gnashing his teeth and saying, "This little heart is really angry."
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Night talk
It was more than seven o’clock the next morning.
Director Wang of the police station personally brought people to the hospital to visit Wen Yonggang, who was seriously injured.
Wen Yonggang, whose legs were in plaster, was bandaged and looked at Director Wang with tears like a mummy.
"The incident that the director of Jianqu was chopped by local ruffians and hooligans has never happened. This is the first case." Director Wang looked at Wen Yonggang with his back and said, "Old Wen, don’t worry, we will definitely trace this matter to the end and deal with it seriously. We will definitely give you and the whole police an account!"
"Lead me … I … I am humbled." Wen Yonggang cried and stammered.
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Superintendent Black Street
Feng Yunian sat at his desk and brought a secret to himself and asked, "Did he drink fake wine?"
"He really didn’t know if he was drinking last night." He poured water for Feng Yunian with a secret smile. "A friend of the police station just finished telling me that the boss was angry and ordered Qin Yu to be strict."
"This is too small and too cruel," Feng Yunian said with a slightly stunned look. "Why would he carry him like this with this IQ and wrist?"
"Wen Yonggang although this person is a bit too oily too have it both ways annoying" secret low then words "but he is your Qin Yu level after all! This system-level big rule has been flowing for thousands of years … If you can’t fight others, you’ll find someone to shout, beat and kill. This is naive, and it will arouse the anger of the leaders at the next level. I think Qin Yu can’t live with this. "
Feng Yunian picked up the cigarette case and ordered succinctly, "You should cooperate when the police inspector calls you."
"I know" secret nod.
……
Breakfast ban
Three black SUVs stopped at the entrance of a hotel and a dozen people marched towards the hotel lobby.
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Hotel compartment
The old cat didn’t sleep all night, smoking a cigarette and fiddling with her mobile phone, and she was a little anxious.
"Ding-dong!"