After the comrades from the Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection rushed to Shannan County, they plunged into the mountain of information.

They are like rigorous detectives, not missing any details, and carefully sorting out the clues related to Jiang Weihua's violations of laws and disciplines during his tenure.

After working hard all night, we finally saw the light of day. It was determined that the clues were clear and the chain of evidence was basically complete, which was enough to detain and investigate Jiang Weihua.

At this time, Jiang Weihua had already left the Shannan County Government and returned to his home in the urban area.

He originally wanted to adjust himself at home and go to work at his new company with a new look.

His home is located in the city government's staff quarters, with a quiet environment. However, his mood at the moment is incompatible with this peaceful atmosphere.

He lay on the lounge chair on the balcony, drinking tea boredly.

His face was full of changing expressions, one moment he looked worried, his brows furrowed, as if he was under a heavy burden. The next moment he suddenly became cheerful, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if he had thought of something to comfort himself. But in the blink of an eye, his mouth was fierce again, and a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes.

He was filled with emotion. After all, he had worked diligently in Shannan County for so many years, but when it was time to leave, he was like an abandoned chess piece with no one paying attention to him.

Not to mention anyone seeing him off, there wasn't even a simple phone call or message wishing him a safe journey.

The anger in his heart suddenly rose up, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart, "Damn it, a bunch of fence-sitters! They flatter me on weekdays, but now that I've lost my power, they all stay away from me."

But after cursing, he began to comfort himself, thinking, maybe the news has not spread yet. After all, he has done a lot of good things for some people in the county. How could there be no one who remembers the old friendship?

His thoughts involuntarily drifted to Liu Yong, the person he once relied on.

When Jiang Weihua thought of Liu Yong's hypocritical and affected face, his hand holding the teacup unconsciously increased its strength and began to tremble slightly.

In the entire Shannan County, the person who made him most disappointed was Liu Yong.

In the past, no matter what kind of difficulties and obstacles he faced, he always followed Liu Yong closely, like a loyal guard. Liu Yong also seemed to be very caring and protective of him.

Take the investment promotion process of Longjian Group for example. At that time, the attitudes of Liu Yong and Ma Qingyuan were obviously biased towards him. It was a pity that he made a wrong move in the end and messed things up, which benefited Li Lin for nothing.

But even so, from beginning to end, Liu Yong never blamed him harshly.

Jiang Weihua let out a long sigh, and the expression on his face gradually calmed down.

He thought to himself, who can I blame for Liu Yong treating me like this? In the final analysis, it was just my bad luck and I didn't have a strong backer.

Once you lose power, it would be considered merciful if those people did not add insult to injury.

He stood up and paced aimlessly in the empty room.

Without the gentle care of a woman and the laughter of children, the whole house seemed particularly deserted.

The clock on the wall swung by itself, and the hands made a rhythmic "clicking" sound that kept echoing in this silent space, as if mercilessly deepening the silence in the room.

Jiang Weihua stared blankly at the cold furnishings in the room. A deep sense of loneliness quietly spread from the bottom of his heart and silently magnified in his mind.

He shook his head helplessly, smiled bitterly and said self-deprecatingly, "What's the point? ... What's the point of all this!"

At this moment, a sharp cell phone ring suddenly rang, breaking the silence.

Jiang Weihua's thoughts were instantly brought back to reality.

He turned around, picked up the phone from the coffee table, and took a closer look. It was a call from the Municipal Party Committee Organization Department.

He frowned slightly, a trace of doubt arose in his heart, and without thinking too much, he pressed the answer button.

"Hello?" Jiang Weihua's voice was filled with a hint of fatigue and confusion.

"Hello, is this Deputy County Mayor Jiang? I'm from the Cadre Allocation Office of the Municipal Party Committee Organization Department." A gentle male voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Oh, hello, what's the matter?" Jiang Weihua asked.

"It's like this, your file is missing some important documents, and you need to come over and sign to confirm," the other party explained.

"Okay, I'll go there now." After Jiang Weihua hung up the phone, he fell into deep thought.

His work files have been sorted out countless times, how could there be any missing information?

Moreover, he had to sign in person to confirm... He couldn't help but feel suspicious.

But then I thought, this is related to my own business after all, and it would be unreasonable not to show up.

He shook his head helplessly again, changed his clothes, went downstairs and took a taxi towards the Municipal Party Committee.

When he arrived at the Organization Department of the Municipal Party Committee, he knocked on the door of the Cadre Allocation Office with ease.

After just one look inside, his footsteps seemed to be nailed in place and he froze in place.

He saw three Discipline Inspection Commission investigators in uniform standing at the door with serious expressions, as if they were "welcoming" his arrival.

"What are you doing..." Jiang Weihua's voice trembled, and his face was full of shock and confusion.

When the case handler showed him his work ID and formally announced that he would be detained for investigation, his face turned pale instantly and the fear and shock in his eyes could no longer be concealed.

At the same time, in the office of Qian Lingyun, secretary of the municipal party committee.

Yang Heping knocked on Qian Lingyun's office door with the letter of complaint in his hand and a serious look on his face.

Qian Lingyun saw Yang Heping coming in, and a relaxed smile appeared on his face. He greeted him as usual, "Old Yang, how come you have time to come here today? Is there any new progress in your work?"

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