The interrogation room door closed with a soft click, separating the two worlds.

Zhang Jingtao, handcuffed to the iron chair, finally dropped all pretense, his voice filled with barely suppressed anxiety.

"Director Chen, what exactly are you up to?"

"You know perfectly well who's behind me!"

Chen Zhenguo stood in the shadows, saying nothing, just silently smoking.

The embers of the cigarette glowed and flickered between his fingers, mirroring the turmoil in his heart.

Zhang Jingtao's heart sank little by little, along with the flickering firelight.

for a long time.

Chen Zhenguo finished smoking, took a deep drag, and then threw the cigarette butt on the ground, crushing it out with the tip of his leather shoe.

He raised his head, his bloodshot eyes reflecting a complex mix of emotions.

"The province is going to investigate the former Party Secretary."

Chen Zhenguo's voice was terribly hoarse.

"Who told you this news?"

Zhang Jingtao's heart skipped a beat, but he still tried to remain calm: "Is there a problem?"

"Answer me!" Chen Zhenguo's voice suddenly rose, carrying an undeniable authority, "Who is it!"

Zhang Jingtao was intimidated by this imposing manner and hesitated for a full half minute before managing to utter a few words with difficulty: "Zhang Cheng from Funing County."

Zhang Cheng?

Chen Zhenguo's pupils suddenly contracted, and a chilling aura emerged from the depths of his eyes.

He stared intently at Zhang Jingtao, as if he were looking at a dead man.

"Jingtao..."

Chen Zhenguo sighed deeply, his tone filled with an indescribable weariness and sorrow.

"You've gone too far."

What?

Before Zhang Jingtao could react, he only saw a blur before Chen Zhenguo pounced on him like a cheetah!

Murder to silence them!

Chen Zhenguo wants to kill me!

Why?

He had done so much dirty work for the Zhao family; he was already a member of their ranks! How could he dare to do this here, at this time!

Before he could finish his thought, a rough, large hand had already covered his mouth tightly, turning all his screams into muffled "oohs".

The cold muzzle of the gun pressed heavily against his temple.

"Bang!"

Gunshots rang out in the closed interrogation room, deafeningly loud.

Warm blood and brain matter splattered all over Chen Zhenguo's face.

He released his grip expressionlessly, letting Zhang Jingtao's body slump down, then took out a key from his pocket and unlocked the cold handcuffs.

"Bang!!!"

Almost simultaneously, the interrogation room door was violently kicked open from the outside.

The police officers who rushed in froze on the spot when they saw the scene before them.

Chen Zhenguo slowly turned around, his face covered in blood, making him look like a demon from hell.

His body trembled violently, but his voice was surprisingly loud, filled with terror and lingering fear.

"Quick! Call an ambulance!"

“Zhang Jingtao…knowing his sins were grave, he feigned cooperation and seized my sidearm when I approached!”

"I...I was on official duty and was forced to shoot him on the spot!"

Everyone present became mute.

All eyes were fixed on Chen Zhenguo, filled with suspicion, horror, and a hint of barely perceptible fear.

This explanation is so clumsy that it insults everyone's intelligence.

But the person is already dead.

There is no way to verify the truth since the dead are dead.

Gao Datong stumbled in, and when he saw Zhang Jingtao lying in a pool of blood with a huge hole in his temple, his stomach churned.

"vomit--!"

He leaned against the wall and vomited up all his bile.

Yan Guozhou, who arrived shortly after, was so angry at the sight that his eyes twitched.

He knew that with Zhang Jingtao's death, his position as bureau chief was also over!

Yan Guozhou rushed to Chen Zhenguo in three strides, kicked him hard, and roared, "Cuff him!"

Regardless of the reason, Chen Zhenguo is finished for shooting someone in the interrogation room.

Chen Zhenguo was kicked to the ground, but he did not resist. He just glanced at the ceiling with a dim look in his eyes.

In this game of chess, he was ultimately just a piece to be used and discarded.

...

In Jiaxing at night, the chaos has spread from the streets to people's hearts.

The Zhao family.

Secretary Zhao has already learned that the so-called "provincial investigation" was a complete hoax from beginning to end.

A scam tailor-made for him, making him tacitly approve of all his son's crazy behavior.

He was completely manipulated by that young man named Zhang Cheng.

A grave mistake has been made.

So many people have died in Jiaxing, a blood debt that must be settled. Someone has to step forward and quell this mess.

And he, the former deputy secretary of the municipal party committee, is the best candidate.

He can take the blame, but he will use his own life to pave a spotless path for his son, Zhao Shijie.

With Zhang Jingtao's death, many leads went cold.

Now, it's his turn.

Secretary Zhao changed into a brand-new black Zhongshan suit and meticulously combed his full head of silver hair.

He stepped out of the study, looked up at the starry sky, and a long-lost sense of ease appeared on his face.

A Volkswagen Santana silently glided up in front of him.

"Old leader..." the driver's voice was complicated.

Secretary Zhao smiled, opened the car door, and got in.

"Let's drive."

A dozen minutes later, the car stopped in front of the municipal building.

Party Secretary Zhou, Mayor Gao, and others had been waiting for a long time in the cold wind.

Upon seeing the Volkswagen Santana stop, Secretary Zhou immediately strode forward to greet it.

"Old Zhou, you mustn't, you mustn't!"

Old Secretary Zhao stepped out of the car first, shook hands with Secretary Zhou, and smiled warmly.

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