Chapter 149 The Three Rivers Bridge
Chen Zhenzhu stayed in the empty office, where technicians were set up to monitor the phone calls 24 hours a day.
Not long after, Lu Ye returned and reported, "I have a comrade-in-arms who works at the Liancheng branch of the provincial bridge construction company. He said that the Sanhekou Bridge was built by the Liancheng branch on behalf of the Sanhekou City government. After the bridge collapsed half a year ago, the cause of the collapse has been under investigation, and there is still no conclusion. At this time, no one is willing to step forward and say that it was their fault."
Xiao Bai said, "I also called them, but they weren't cooperating."
"They believe the radio station and listeners are trying to trick them into revealing information, and there should be internal controls in place." Shen Zhenzhu was flipping through her phone book. She had also tried making a few calls, but the Liancheng branch only had staff on duty, who either refused to cooperate or claimed not to know.
Lu Ye, losing his temper, said, "You'll know it's for real once someone dies."
“It will be too late by then,” Chen Zhenzhu said. “No matter what, we have to inform the potential targets about this, so that we can at least be on guard.”
Wu Zhongguo returned to the radio station office around 11 a.m. A light drizzle began to fall outside, and he was soaked to the bone. "I went to check the old street area first, but no one found anyone strange. The strangest one is Song Zhantao, who was in the cement."
"Uncle Wu, you've worked hard." Xiao Bai quickly brought hot water to Wu Zhongguo and then put his cotton-padded coat on the radiator.
"Don't get your clothes dirty, I'll do it myself." Wu Zhongguo draped his cotton-padded coat over the radiator.
At this point, the technicians told Chen Zhenzhu, "Everything is ready. If you call, we can locate and track you."
"How far can it pinpoint the location?" Chen Zhenzhu asked. "Within a few meters?"
The technician said, "We can't be that precise. At most, we can pinpoint a specific area, such as the street where the phone booth is located or the switchboard of a certain unit."
Chen Zhenzhu thought for a moment and said, "Without a specific area, we can't make arrangements in advance. We can only wait for the next phone call."
The technician said, "That's true, now we can only wait."
Shen Zhenzhu remembered the black leather gloves. The way the hands were spread and the sound of the recording indicated that the other party was a man who knew how to use recording equipment and editing, and was probably relatively young.
Actually, the radio station staff were a good fit, but after checking the personnel, she found almost no suitable candidates. The editors for several programs were both young women who frequently worked overtime, which didn't fit the timeframe of Song Zhantao's death.
Chen Zhenzhu leaned against the wall, her mind racing. She kept creating a mental profile and recalling the scenes from the Heavenly Eye's retrospective, hoping to find some clue.
"Sister Pearl... your mobile phone is ringing." Seeing that Chen Zhenzhu was dozing off, Xiaobai felt sorry for her not having slept for two days and handed her the mobile phone, saying, "Take a nap later."
Shen Zhenzhu nodded and received a call from Shen Liuhe.
“Pearl, your uncles and aunts and I were afraid someone would do something bad again, so we didn’t go home last night. Two of Song’s men sat in front of our shop the whole time. Could they have been killed too?”
"They're on the street?" Shen Zhenzhu chuckled.
Shen Liuhe rarely inquired about the Shen Zhenzhu case, but after witnessing the horrific corpse with her own eyes, she felt somewhat uneasy.
Lu Ye, who was standing nearby, heard this and quickly said, "Go back and take a look, otherwise everyone will be worried."
Zhao Qiqi took out her car keys: "It's so close, it'll only take fifteen minutes."
Shen Zhenzhu was indeed worried and also needed to find Sun Shun and Erhu. So she said to Shen Liuhe, "I'm going back."
After hanging up the phone, Lu Ye patted his chest and said, "Leave this to me. I'll keep calling and notifying everyone one by one. We have to get our job done."
“Okay,” Chen Zhenzhu said. “Little Bai, you’re here too.”
"good."
Shen Zhenzhu rode in Zhao Qiqi's car back to Tiesi New Second Village. The police car drove on the bumpy dirt road, and Shen Zhenzhu swallowed her anger.
Before even getting off the bus, they saw Sun Shun and Erhu sitting on the curb, at the same end where Chen Zhenzhu had been sitting at dawn.
"What are you trying to do?" Chen Zhenzhu got out of the car aggressively, walked straight up to them, and asked condescendingly, "What tricks are you going to pull this time?"
Sun Shun and Erhu quickly stood up, clasped their hands in a fist and said, "Please, Your Excellency, help us. We are willing to compensate for the road repair costs. Please let us stay at your shop."
Erhu wiped away his tears and said, "I've asked around, and there's no safer place than near you. I'm really afraid of dying, really afraid of dying like my brother."
As they spoke, they all took out money from their pockets.
Once she was sure they were still there, Chen Zhenzhu turned to hit her cell phone, but Zhao Qiqi stopped them, saying, "Stay away, you know?"
"I know, I know." Sun Shun's arrogance had completely vanished. He pointed at the excavator and said, "Anyway, the demolition work can't be done, and I can't sleep at night anyway. Why don't I help Section Chief Shen level the road?"
"Why didn't you do this earlier? Did you even need to do it?" Zhao Qiqi looked at the messy road and understood why Shen Zhenzhu was so angry. If it were him, he would have done it already.
Shen Zhenzhu quickly hung up the phone and told Zhao Qiqi to step aside. After whispering to the two of them, Zhao Qiqi walked over to Sun Shun and Erhu and handcuffed them one by one.
"What are you doing? Why are you arresting me?" Sun Shun shouted. "I've been staying here quietly, why are you arresting me?"
Shen Zhenzhu said, "Given your past misdeeds with Song Zhantao, aren't you afraid of death? Now I'll take you to a safer place. Get in the car!"
Zhao Qiqi also pulled Erhu aside and said, "If you have a clear conscience, you have nothing to fear. It's impossible that Song Zhantao buried the body alone. When he was making money, you were living the high life with him, and now that the person is dead, you're pretending to be innocent? Get yourselves to the criminal investigation team right now!"
Shen Zhenzhu had already sent agents to Song Zhantao's company, but the company was deserted, and even the desks had been moved. They had no choice but to assign someone else to pursue him.
Yizhimei has also closed down, and Song Zhantao's mistress has been detained and knows nothing about it. The people in Team Three are helping to slowly boil the frog in water.
Sun Shun and Erhu were nowhere to be found; it turned out they had played a trick of hiding their whereabouts.
When Lao Zhang and his colleagues, who were on duty overtime that night, saw this, they ran over. Shen Zhenzhu asked them to help accompany Zhao Qiqi to escort the person back.
"Sixth Sister." Shen Zhenzhu entered the shop alone and found that all the neighbors were there.
"Pearl, you caught them?" Shen Liuhe said happily, "Won't that interfere with your work?"
"This is my job." Shen Zhenzhu was a little tired, but she perked up when she saw her sixth sister and the villagers. "Don't be afraid, I'll leave after they come back."
Uncle Lu glanced at the time and said, "Who can stand staying up like this all the time? But you've come at the right time, your mother and I are discussing something important."
When Shen Zhenzhu saw the street director there, she guessed that he was probably there to resolve the road issue.
After chatting for a while, Chen Zhenzhu understood that the district was going to re-plan Xin'er Village in order to give the residents a guarantee and to develop the commercial street into a "Liancheng City Folk Customs and Culture Spot". They were applying to the city planning bureau. According to the street director, there shouldn't be any major problems. After all, the commercial street was already famous and had become a must-visit attraction in Liancheng.
"However, the district is short of funds. The district will provide some funds for the cement, sand and labor needed to rebuild the cement road, and our street also has some money to contribute. We hope that the neighbors will donate the rest."
Uncle Lu said, "I suggest widening the roads and designing lanes for cars, bikes, and pedestrians. Oh, and tactile paving for the visually impaired is also essential. We also need to improve the landscaping, including green belts and drainage."
Other neighbors shared the same sentiment. Grandpa Zhang said, "If we're going to do it, let's do it right the first time. No need to smash anything. Hey, it's already ready."
This optimistic spirit was infectious, and everyone laughed. Chen Zhenzhu also smiled.
This road is only a little over ten years old, but unfortunately it's slippery in winter, flooded in summer, and has been patched up after being hit by dump trucks. It can no longer meet the growing demand from tourists.
There was a good opportunity to build a new road, and the district even offered its support. Putting that matter aside, everyone was quite happy.
The street director said, "Everyone should go back and discuss it with their families. How much you can donate is up to you. Some families are doing well in business, while others are not making much money. We are not forcing anyone to donate. It all depends on your love for this commercial street."
Yuan Jiangxue stood up and said, "Okay, I'll go home and think about it. Now that those two bastards are gone, I can go back in peace."
After she stood up, everyone else stood up to say goodbye.
The neighborhood director said, "Then let's hold a donation drive at Sister Liu's door at nine o'clock tomorrow morning."
After she finished giving her instructions, she noticed that Shen Liuhe was giving her a meaningful look.
Shen Zhenzhu cleverly ran to the counter to listen as well.
Seeing that everyone had gone far away, Shen Liuhe said to the street director, "Sister, no matter how much everyone donates tomorrow, I will cover the last bit of money."
The street director was startled and hurriedly said, "Oh dear, you can't sweep this up! We don't know how much it will cost. I need to find out about the construction team."
"Don't bother asking the construction team, I have it ready at home." Gu Yanzheng's voice came from outside. He originally wanted to bring some late-night snacks to the radio station, but he didn't expect to run into this situation.
Shen Zhenzhu also said, "Yes, Zheng Ge's family built the house, and the renovation of my house was done by people from Zheng Ge's company. The renovation was very cost-effective. I don't trust others to do the road repairs, but I have complete peace of mind knowing that Zheng Ge's people have finished the work."
Upon hearing this, the street director happily replied, "That saves me a lot of trouble. How much do you need? Our district, the street, the neighbors, and Sister Liu can all contribute money."
With everyone's livelihood improving, the neighborhood director can stand tall and confident.
Gu Yanzheng said, "I'll send someone over tomorrow to survey the situation, and then we'll hand it over to the street office, okay?"
"That's okay too."
Shen Liuhe hurriedly said, "Gu, make sure you use the very best materials. Don't try to save money for your sixth sister."
"Don't worry," Gu Yanzheng promised, "It's absolutely made with the finest ingredients, and every penny will be spent wisely."
"That's great." Shen Liuhe was actually afraid of being scammed, but the road ahead was more important. Her business was one of the best in the area, and she had saved up some money this year, making her quite well-off. She also knew she had to give back to the community.
What was originally a difficult situation was all resolved at Shen Liuhe's shop. The neighborhood director stood up, shook hands with Shen Liuhe, and said, "Tomorrow I will definitely sing your praises to the neighbors."
"Don't say that, don't say I'm covering for the road repairs," Shen Liuhe said.
The neighborhood director thought for a moment and then suddenly realized: "I'm afraid people will resent you for making too much money."
Shen Liuhe chuckled and said, "That's not how it is, sister. I know what the neighbors are like. I'm just afraid they'll be unhappy if they find out I paid too much, and they'll have to pay me back privately."
The neighborhood director slapped his forehead and laughed, "Look how selfish my thinking was! I'll go back and reflect on it."
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On the way back.
“Song Zhantao has a complicated social network, and many fellow villagers are afraid to speak when his name is mentioned.” Gu Yanzheng drove the Cherokee in front, and Zhao Qiqi followed behind with boxed lunches and late-night snacks.
Shen Zhenzhu sat naturally in the passenger seat of the Cherokee, discussing the case with Gu Yanzheng.
"The radio station tried to call back the female listener who provided the target number. Her number was a phone booth number, but when Brother Ye went there, he found no clues. There were no clear fingerprints on the phone that could be used to search the fingerprint database, and the footprints had been erased by the rain."
Gu Yanzheng asked, "Was it done by human intervention?"
Shen Zhenzhu said, "It's hard to say for now."
Gu Yanzheng said, "There is a detailed list of people involved in the construction of the Sanhe Bridge in the back seat bag. The cause of the major accident is still under investigation. They have also compiled a list of responsible persons internally. Take a look at both lists. If you can't contact them today, we will follow up. The main responsible persons are suspected of violating regulations, taking kickbacks, and using substandard building materials. A total of 12 people have been selected. I have sent people to monitor them. They will report to me after they are in place."
"Well done, Brother Zheng." Chen Zhenzhu quickly scanned the list. The car radio was already busy; it was already the next day.
Gu Yanzheng smiled, turned off the radio, and drove carefully.
After reading the list, Shen Zhenzhu said, "I have called 10 of the 12 people on the list. I haven't been able to contact Zhang Haijun and Lü Fuyi. I heard they went to a meeting in the provincial capital and haven't returned yet."
Gu Yanzheng savored the names "Zhang Haijun" and "Lü Fuyi" and memorized them.
When they arrived at the traffic radio station, Gu Yanzheng received a call from the officers who had located and secured the perimeter of 10 residences, but Zhang and Lü were nowhere to be found.
Shen Zhenzhu returned to her temporary office and quickly contacted the provincial bridge department, but they were still uncooperative.
Later, through the connections of Gu Yanzheng's father, President Gu, they finally found Lü Fuyi, who was out drinking.
"What the hell? Speak louder! What could possibly happen to me in the provincial capital? Don't talk nonsense." Lü Fuyi was already slurring his words from drinking too much. His cell phone had run out of battery long ago, so he answered the phone at the karaoke bar's front desk.
Shen Zhenzhu shouted into the phone, "Someone's already dead! This is the Liancheng City Public Security Bureau's Major Crimes Unit. Can't you be a little more sensible? The Liancheng City Public Security Bureau will be protecting you soon. Please cooperate—"
"Cooperate my ass! It's always just Sanhe Bridge, Sanhe Bridge. How could I possibly have the ability to make the bridge collapse!"
"Is Zhang Haijun with you?"
“Zhang Haijun looks down on me. If you’re worried about someone dying, you’d better find him sooner rather than later. If he dies, everyone will be more at ease.”
"Do you know where he went?"
"I received a phone call and went back to Liancheng overnight!"
"Could it be that the situation at Sanhe Bridge is due to him?"
"Don't try to trick me! I knew you were pretending to be a family member! Damn it, when are you guys going to stop harassing me? Everyone's investigating, I've said it countless times, it has nothing to do with me!"
After swearing and cursing on the phone, Lu Fuyi, fueled by alcohol, slammed the phone down.
"Beep beep beep—"
Hearing the busy tone, Shen Zhenzhu sighed, "At least Lü Fuyi has been found."
Gu Yanzheng and Lu Ye stood by the telephone, and they could hear it when it was played on speakerphone.
Gu Yanzheng said, "Could it be that Zhang Haijun received news that someone was going to kill him and that's why he ran away? But why did he come back instead of running further away?"
Lu Ye said, "Perhaps he felt that the killer wouldn't be targeting him?"
Wu Zhongguo said, "What Lü Fuyi just said makes me feel that Zhang Haijun is not simple."
Gu Yanzheng took out the internal self-inspection materials from his bag. Shen Zhenzhu had just looked at them, and now he was showing them to everyone: "These 12 people's registration photos are attached to the materials. Take a look at them together. Especially Zhang Haijun's photo, I will send it to major highway intersections and checkpoints for monitoring."
The clock on the wall showed the time. Xiaobai looked at the clock, which was already two in the morning, and said, "Fifteen hours left. We must hold on and prevent anyone from dying."
The murderer's actions are indeed gratifying, but as a legal professional, she must also have her own clear bottom line.
Xiao Bai paused for a few seconds and then said, "The law is the minimum requirement of morality. If someone crosses this line, it will become very dangerous."
Shen Zhenzhu said, "The stability and long-term peace of a society cannot rely on moral judgment from individuals or unrestrained violence. It must rely on a legal system, even if it is slow, but strives for justice. The law carries profound social thinking and human concern. Once it is undermined, it will not only seriously interfere with the actual law enforcement work, but may also cause copycat crimes and social unrest. The most serious point is that when the red line of the law is breached, the rule of law collapses, justice is reduced to barbarity, and violence becomes primitive revenge, society will regress to the law of the jungle of 'survival of the fittest.' It can be predicted that an uncontrollable landslide effect will occur in the later stages."
Xiaobai, not quite understanding the "slippery slope effect," asked, "Is it a very serious problem?"
“It’s extremely serious,” Shen Zhenzhu said solemnly. “The existence of legal procedures is to ensure that punishment is accurate, fair, and humane. Today they are punishing Song Zhantao, who has both witnesses and physical evidence; tomorrow they may lower the standard to someone who is ‘suspected,’ and the day after tomorrow to someone who is ‘potentially suspected.’ There is no accurate standard for who should be defined as ‘deserving to die.’ Once the door is opened, the power of judgment is decentralized indefinitely, and anyone, including you and me, could become the next target. The ‘justice-maker’ aura surrounding ‘death audiences’ and the methods of punishment are easily imitated by psychologically unstable individuals or extremists. They will package themselves as another ‘death audience’ to act on behalf of heaven, rationalizing and glorifying their actions, thereby triggering widespread copycat crimes.”
Zhao Qiqi swallowed hard: "It's so serious, it's terrifying."
Chen Zhenzhu's words quieted everyone down, and they all fell into deep thought.
Xiao Bai tried hard to remember every word Chen Zhenzhu said, and she exclaimed, "Sister Zhenzhu, you still thought of so much even in your busy schedule."
“I thought of it after I finished my work,” Shen Zhenzhu said with a smile. “But as soon as Director Liu received my report, he classified the case as a major serious crime and gave it the highest priority to be reported to the provincial department. See? The old fox is still the wisest.”
“That’s why it’s Director Liu,” Gu Yanzheng nodded and said, “Currently, it seems that the public has both support and opposition to this behavior. But as the behavior gradually becomes fanatical, the cases that continue to be committed will cause huge social panic, and the public will also fall into suspicion. They will not only wonder who the ‘death audience’ who brings ‘justice’ is, but also who will be the next to die. Fear will erode social trust, and sharp confrontations will arise between the groups that support lynching and those that oppose lynching, leading to social division. Public security will not only not improve, but will completely get out of control due to disorderly violence.”
Lu Ye slapped his thigh: "It's that 'death listener'! If I find him, I'll give him a good beating!"
Chen Zhenzhu sighed: "Yes, in short, we still need to solve the case as soon as possible."
“Go get two hours of sleep. Things have come to this point, there’s no point in just waiting. You might as well conserve your energy.” Gu Yanzheng said to Shen Zhenzhu, then said to Lu Ye, “Move the sofa from the hallway in and put it there. Everyone can take turns resting tonight.”
Shen Zhenzhu hadn't slept for over forty-eight hours. She didn't argue with Gu Yanzheng and obediently waited for the sofa.
She was standing a second before the sofa arrived, and the next second she was lying on it, hugging her coat and fast asleep.
"You should get some sleep too," Gu Yanzheng said to Xiaobai. "Aren't you supposed to be with Sister Pearl? Adjust your sleep schedule."
Lu Ye and his team hadn't been on duty the night before, so things were alright. He dragged over a sofa and said, "Perfect, please."
"Thanks, it's your turn in two hours." Xiao Bai couldn't take it anymore; forty-eight hours without sleep was too agonizing, and he kept yawning.
Gu Yanzheng stood by the listening device, studying the materials of the 12 people in charge.
Wu Zhongguo said in a low voice, "Captain Gu is not simple. This material is confidential, isn't it?"
Gu Yanzheng said, "It doesn't matter whether they keep it a secret or not, but they can't keep it a secret from me."
Wu Zhongguo smiled and gave a thumbs up: "Oh my, it's rare for my old bones to stay up all night. Shall we have a quiet meeting?"
Gu Yanzheng raised his head and said, "Veterans are different, come on."
Wu Zhongguo went outside to greet Lu Ye and Zhao Qiqi, and the four of them simply went to the broadcasting room next door for a short meeting.
“Song Zhantao’s death was too sudden; we had no leads whatsoever. The autopsy results were consistent with the initial examination, with no unusual circumstances,” Wu Zhongguo said. “The murderer was more cunning than we imagined.”
Lu Ye organized the information he found and said, "The broken bridge involved 17 deaths and 23 serious injuries. Because it is located between Liancheng and Sanhe City, and Sanhe City commissioned the Liancheng branch to build it, both groups are now shirking responsibility. However, there is a suspicious point: regarding the so-called case of relatives dying on a bus, I have not been able to find specific victims."
Gu Yanzheng looked down at the victims' files, and after reading them, he said, "None of the 17 deceased were related?"
Lu Ye said, "The bridge suddenly collapsed, and a young couple fell off in their car. There was also a mother with two children on a late-night bus. The rest were strangers."
"That means the caller was either a victim's family member in disguise, as Lü Fuyi said, resorting to any means to extract information, deliberately exaggerating the facts to get the 'deceased listener' to help her seek revenge. Or—"
Zhao Qiqi said, "Or is it possible that she's in cahoots with 'Death Listeners'? That... that's unlikely, isn't it?"
"It's unlikely, but it's also possible." As Gu Yanzheng spoke, his mobile phone rang urgently.
The moment he answered the phone, Chen Zhenzhu seemed to appear in a flash, barefoot and disheveled, rushing to the door of the broadcasting studio, leaning against the doorframe with one hand: "Something's up?!"
Gu Yanzheng, holding his mobile phone, didn't answer immediately, while Chen Zhenzhu and the others waited patiently. Xiao Bai, hearing the commotion, also came over.
Gu Yanzheng quickly hung up the phone and said with a solemn expression, "Zhang Haijun has been found... His body was hanging at the highest point of the broken bridge, with a piece of steel bar stuck in his mouth, and there were also marks on his body from being hammered."
Wu Zhongguo touched his forehead and said, "Sister Pearl is right. Hanging him up is more like a demonstration of punishment."
"We're heading there right now," Chen Zhenzhu called out. "Brother Aye!"
Lu Ye immediately said, "I'll contact Rong Chengcheng."
Xiao Bai immediately went to the temporary office to pack her belongings. After quickly finishing, she handed Chen Zhenzhu's coat to her: "Take everything, let's go."
They arrived at Sanhe Bridge at five in the morning.
Shen Zhenzhu's eyes were bloodshot, but thankfully she was able to take a nap in the Cherokee.
The operative who found the body was still holding a flashlight. He shone the beam on the body and said, "Male victim. He was found with his neck suspended by a rope from the steel frame at the highest point of the outer edge of the broken bridge."
Looking over, Chen Zhenzhu saw that Zhang Haijun's body was still suspended, facing the void below the broken bridge. There was a protrusion on his lower abdomen, like a tail.
“Walk up from that side.” Gu Yanzheng pushed aside the barriers, and the collapsed scene of the bridge appeared before everyone. The concrete bridge deck and piers lay shattered on the ground, along with flattened taxis and tricycles.
Before dawn, Shen Zhenzhu could see pools of blood on the ground through the beam of her flashlight. The freshest blood must have belonged to Zhang Haijun.
“The Sanhe Bridge is used to cross the highway and the shallows, connecting the national highway and the intercity road.” Gu Yanzheng walked carefully toward the broken section with a flashlight: “After the major accident half a year ago, people from the Provincial Construction Department came down to hold them accountable, but there are too many intricacies inside, and it’s difficult for outsiders to handle things properly. It has been dragging on until now and it’s still not resolved.”
"How did the murderer accurately identify Zhang Haijun as the main person responsible?" Shen Zhenzhu frowned, carefully stepping on the broken cement, the cold wind blowing her hair behind her ear: "Zhang Haijun is one, and Song Zhantao can be considered one, both of them work in the construction industry. Could it be that the murderer is also in this industry and knows them?"
“Possibly. When we get back, we should keep an eye on the intersections of their social relationships.” Gu Yanzheng walked to the end of the broken bridge and could hear the wind cutting through the broken section. Zhang Haijun’s hanging corpse swayed in the wind like a dried sausage.
"I'll do it." Lu Ye followed behind them, a rope tied around his waist, and wearing gloves. "You guys hold the rope for me."
With all four teams working together, Lu Ye dragged Zhang Haijun's body onto the broken bridge.
"Let's go down and talk." Gu Yanzheng was about to retrieve the body when Zhao Qiqi reached out first, hoisted Zhang Haijun onto her shoulder, and said, "Hurry up and get down, I'm afraid of heights. I'm going, I'm going, I'm going, I'm going, all the bones in my body must be broken, I'm so soft."
"It should have been broken by the hammer." Shen Zhenzhu saw that blood was still dripping from Zhang Haijun's mouth along the steel bar, dragging on the ground with a metallic sound.
His expression was one of extreme terror, his eyes wide and bulging, his tongue sticking out and pressed against the threaded steel bar near his lips. The other end of the threaded steel bar pierced through his lower right abdomen, still containing internal organs. It turned out that the piece wasn't a tail, but a steel bar that had pierced through his mouth into his abdomen.
Shen Zhenzhu turned to look at Xiaobai, who pursed her lips, her face pale, and nodded to Shen Zhenzhu: "It's nothing."
“Excellent,” Chen Zhenzhu said without changing her expression.
Gu Yanzheng suddenly said, "Is Zhang Haijun in charge of steel bar quality inspection according to the documents?"
Shen Zhenzhu said, "Yes, now it seems that the problem may really be with the quality of the steel bars."
Gu Yanzheng pondered, "There are many procedures for steel bars to enter the site. Inspection reports, certificates of conformity, and various qualification materials are indispensable. How exactly did he manage to get substandard steel bars into the site?"
Shen Zhenzhu said, "Why haven't we been able to find him after all this time?"
Gu Yanzheng paused for a few seconds and said, "Some large companies are very complex, not just in terms of building materials, but perhaps even worse in terms of human nature. I will take samples and send them to my Liancheng company so they can help test them."
“That’s right, we need to investigate thoroughly. We can’t let the murderer mislead us and create preconceived notions,” Shen Zhenzhu said.
Once on the ground, Gu Yanzheng said, "Rong Chengcheng will be here in half an hour. Why don't you take a look first?"
Shen Zhenzhu said, "Okay."
She squatted down next to Zhang Haijun, and the Heavenly Eye Retrospection flashed quickly before her eyes.
Shen Zhenzhu rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand and said to Xiaobai, "Make a note of this."
"Ready?" Little White said. "Let's begin."
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Author's note: See you tomorrow, there are 100 red envelopes! [Let me see!]
An extra 1000 chapters! It's almost the end of the month, so feel free to use any unwanted nutrient solutions!
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The legal and order statements in this chapter and article reference "The Genesis of □□", "The End of Police Rule", "Mob Law", "Formal Rule of Law from the Perspective of Innovative Social Governance", "Wielding the Sword of the Rule of Law to Punish Domestic Violence", as well as online resources.
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