Actually, what Minister Xue wanted to talk to Yue Zhongqi about was also the matter of that female prosecutor.
Moreover, it was Liang Lisheng who first reminded him that someone might be trying to target that prosecutor and prevent the Guo brothers' case from being investigated further. As a former soldier, he kept an eye on things for a few days and found that sure enough, almost every day a young man would accompany the prosecutor for a while. Just yesterday, he stopped a young man to check his identity. The young man did have an ID card and a temporary residence permit, and his origin could also be found. He was a migrant worker from a surrounding county.
But Minister Xue still felt something was wrong. In addition, he was also transferred from another place and was more familiar with the situation in Shenzhen. He knew that it was better to contact the special police than the public security bureau, so he wanted Yue Zhongqi to go back and tell Chen Ke to keep an eye on the case.
Yue Zhongqi thought his old comrade-in-arms simply wanted to treat him to a meal, but it turned out he had something else on his mind.
He got up and left. Nie Yao wanted to follow, but he pressed him down and said, "I have important business to attend to. You fucking sit down."
He's the kind of person who's never serious, so when his expression changes, it means something big has happened.
Nie Yao was, after all, Mei Lu's son, and he was quite good at reading people. When he saw that Yue Zhongqi was unhappy, he stopped making a fuss.
Yue Zhongqi followed Minister Xue to a secluded spot and listened to his account of the situation. He said, "That female prosecutor was supposedly selected by lottery from the Northeast. She was already far from home and was just an ordinary person. She couldn't be corrupted, so someone wanted her dead."
But then he added, "Even if she's gone, they'll just send other prosecutors."
Minister Xue said, "But we can drag the case out for three to five years, and then someone can pull some strings at higher levels, and that'll be the end of it, right?"
As the two were talking, they heard someone behind them say, "And even if they can no longer engage in politics, they can still act as front men for politicians. As long as they do enough shoddy projects, more people will protect them."
Both Yue Zhongqi and Minister Xue were taken aback. When they turned around, Team Leader Yue was overjoyed.
Minister Xue thought to himself, "Oh no, I only brought 50 yuan with me today. Now another lady has come, and I don't have enough money to pay the bill."
Yue Zhongqi said that he had invited Chen Rou, but she didn't come, which disappointed him.
But as it turns out, Mrs. Nie never disappoints him, and always gives him unexpected surprises.
He said, "You actually know about the Guo family's case?"
How novel! If it weren't for Nie Zhao's scheme back then, Minister Guo would probably be in the CPPCC by now.
In a few years, he will take it a step further and go directly to the capital.
Minister Xue was a little confused, not because of the money, but because Mrs. Nie, whom he had only seen once from afar, suddenly appeared and was talking about the Guo family's case. It was like Qin Qiong fighting Wu Song, or Sun Wukong fighting Superman—completely unrelated. But clearly, Yue Zhongqi, this clever fellow, had already delved into a level that Minister Xue was unaware of.
He accepted it well, but said, "Even if it drags on for three to five years, their criminal records can't be erased. Even if they are acquitted and go out to do business, which organization would dare to cooperate with them?"
This is the naiveté of people who always stay in places with relatively high standards.
The Guo family could only hire people to stir up trouble from the outside to prove that their backers weren't powerful enough to reach the highest levels. But if their case remained unresolved, they would be released without charge. Not to mention others, Minister Guo's wife was in charge of demolition work, and any company's legal representative could be found with just an ID card. Through their behind-the-scenes operations, they could still make a fortune.
Chen Rou gave a brief explanation and then said, "I just ran into Cheung Tze-keung. He's in mainland China, but he keeps a group of people in Hong Kong. Half of them are from mainland China, and the other half are from various parts of Southeast Asia. They can do things in mainland China without anyone noticing, and it will be very difficult for you to detect them."
Because Chen Ke deliberately kept it a secret and didn't tell anyone, Yue Zhongqi only thought that Chen Rou had just gained weight. When Zhang Ziqiang was mentioned, he immediately got excited, took Chen Rou's arm, and said, "Where is he? Let's go and catch him."
Cheung Tze-keung was not arrested until after 1997, partly because the two places were not connected, and partly because he was indeed a talented, cautious, and cunning individual.
Yue Zhongqi was still wearing his green military uniform. Before he even got close, Zhang Ziqiang had probably already disappeared.
Moreover, there is currently no gun control operation in Shenzhen. Many people have guns at home. Cheung Tze-keung also carries a gun. One bullet would have killed Chen Rou.
Yue Zhongqi was unaware of Zhang Ziqiang's dangerousness, but Minister Xue, who was in charge of local armed forces, certainly was.
He said, "Are you crazy? There are women here, what are you shouting about?"
Pulling Yue Zhongqi back to the beer stall, he stammered in his not-so-fluent Cantonese, "Mrs. Nie, there are police officers here on official business. Let's have a couple of drinks together. We have stir-fried mantis shrimp, popcorn, and coconut juice. Go all out!"
I'm treating you to this beer today, so Minister Xue has to do it!
But the cost seemed to be much higher than he had imagined.
This was the first time he had ever had a concrete understanding of something so trivial.
He ordered everything the ladies liked, from coconut juice platters to fruit platters. He had it all planned out; he figured it would only cost a hundred yuan. But a little while later, the owner came over with a grin and added another 20 yuan to the bill for karaoke.
By the way, karaoke nowadays also costs money.
Moreover, singing a song costs two yuan, but taking a bus ride only costs 16 cents.
But the exorbitant fees couldn't dampen the young people's enthusiasm for singing. The boss deserved to make a fortune today. Two fair-skinned, handsome young men came in, and they were not only exceptionally enthusiastic, willing to be backup dancers for anyone who sang, but when they opened their mouths, they sang much better than those migrant workers from the north who came to do business or work.
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