Chapter 1751: Chapter 1751
The safe has a code, the police didn’t change it, instead, they tried to open it with the existing code.
Unexpectedly, they actually managed to open it.
As the safe door slowly opened, everyone instinctively held their breath and stared intently at the safe.
Cash, gold, watches, and a folder.
The police took everything out one by one and placed them on top of the safe.
grams gold bars, there were at least a dozen, and the cash was in USD, stacks accumulating to tens of thousands.
The watches were all luxury brands, Vacheron Constantin, Patek Philippe, Rolex, and the like.
Amongst all these valuables was a very inconspicuous folder.
Director Ma picked up the folder, opened it, and took out a stack of documents.
He casually flipped through them, and his pupils immediately shrank.
This is...
Ji Wei lowered his head to look and was also shocked.
It’s a contract!
A contract from an immigration company!
The signatory of the contract is Song Guanchao.
This is a contract signed between Song Guanchao and the immigration company, indicating that Song Guanchao wants to immigrate!
Ji Wei thought to himself, these guys are really ruthless.
They even used something like this to frame Song Guanchao.
Something like this is even more disgusting than cash or gold.
You, Song Guanchao, can say that the key isn’t yours.
You can also say that the cash and gold here were planted by someone else.
But how do you explain this immigration contract?
It’s known that to process immigration, you must have corresponding identification documents, which outsiders can’t access.
With this contract, it almost proves that the things here belong to Song Guanchao.
Even if those companies can’t provide audio or video of Song Guanchao demanding bribes, the presence of so much wealth here can charge Song Guanchao with an unknown source of massive funds.
"Pack it up, take it back."
Director Ma handed the documents to the police, looked at Ji Wei, and turned to leave the house.
The news quickly reached Liang Jianfeng’s ears.
He immediately contacted Wu Qiangwei.
Wu Qiangwei had always believed that the truth would be easy to uncover.
However, she underestimated the means and malice of these people.
"Keep investigating!" Wu Qiangwei said, "Investigate that immigration company, get the person in charge to record, and ask them if it’s truly Song Guanchao who signed the contract. If so, have them provide evidence of Song Guanchao signing the contract, pull all the company’s surveillance footage."
The situation was starting to spiral uncontrollably.
...
"Director Song, take a look, these were all found in Room 102."
Ji Wei handed over his phone.
Cash, gold, watches...
Immigration contract!
Song Guanchao’s eyes finally showed some change.
He sneered and said, "These aren’t mine, and the contract has nothing to do with me. This kind of thing should be easy to check, just talk to the immigration company and you’ll know."
He didn’t worry about the immigration company falsifying evidence either.
The more lies are told, the harder it becomes to justify them.
Never underestimate the police’s ability to solve cases; it’s difficult for ordinary people to lie to experienced police, as flaws are everywhere.
Moreover, since the matter involves a deputy department-level cadre, Liang Jianfeng will definitely take charge himself.
Ji Wei sighed lightly, "Director Song, is it necessary?"
Song Guanchao replied, "It’s almost New Year, but I have to trouble Mr. Ji to stay in Jiangzhou, my apologies."
Ji Wei shook his head, "I don’t mind, but..."
He ultimately didn’t continue, but his intended message was clear to Song Guanchao.
He felt that there was no need for things to be so strained.
Retreating a step to see vast seas and skies.
From his position, having such thoughts isn’t surprising.
Everyone fears trouble, and the Central Disciplinary Inspection Committee is no exception.
Unless the higher-ups designate someone to deal with, most times the Central Disciplinary Inspection Committee hopes everyone can sit down and talk.
As long as it can be resolved with negotiation, avoid dealing with it messily if possible.
"Wait for the results." Ji Wei sighed and left.
Song Guanchao picked up the teacup, looking carefree as if he didn’t see the matter as an issue.
He remained calmly indifferent, unaware that people outside were almost frantic.
Zhou Xingjian was almost dumbfounded upon hearing the news.
He had always unwaveringly trusted Song Guanchao, believing he would never accept bribery.
But reality was right in front of him, shaking his once steadfast heart.
City Government’s surveillance was checked, with no suspicious personnel.
That key, aside from Song Guanchao, no one else could have taken it inside.
The money and gold in the house could be said to be planted by others.
But the immigration contract is impossible to fake, right?
Zhou Xingjian couldn’t think of a reasonable explanation.
The more he thought about it, the more worried he became, suspecting that his choice to side with Song Guanchao might have been misguided.
But regret was too late now; he could only brace himself and wait for the results.
...
"In a good mood?" Zhang Yan asked, holding a wine glass and looking slightly puzzled at Sun Jiajun.
Sun Jiajun grinned widely.
He knocked back the red wine in one gulp, "Song Guanchao has been detained."
"Wasn’t he released?"
"Detained again, for the second time! This time, 22 pollution-related companies collectively reported to the Central Disciplinary Inspection Committee."
"What significance does such a report hold?" Zhang Yan felt it was meaningless.
Sun Jiajun chuckled, "They provided evidence proving Song Guanchao demanded bribes!"
"What evidence?"
"Money!" Sun Jiajun said, "Yesterday, the police and the Central Disciplinary Inspection Committee found a key in his office. This morning, the Central Disciplinary Inspection Committee received an anonymous report letter, the letter included an address. They went to that house and discovered a large sum of cash."
Zhang Yan’s interest, which had just risen, diminished again; she shook her head, "It means nothing."
The police are not useless, this obvious framing, even a three-year-old can see through, let alone the police?
Sun Jiajun said, "Besides cash, there was something else."
Zhang Yan was getting a bit impatient, but still, she held her demeanor awaiting his revelation, "What was it?"
"A contract, an immigration contract!"
"Oh~" Zhang Yan exclaimed lightly, her eyes brightened, "Song Guanchao’s?"
"Who else could it belong to other than him?"
Sun Jiajun poured more red wine, downing it in one go, "Tell me, isn’t this worth being happy about?"
Genuine amusement spilled over Zhang Yan’s smile, "That’s quite clever, managing to come up with that trick."
If it was merely a money frame-up, it would only delay time, serving no purpose.
But the immigration contract was a stroke of genius.
Immigration is always a sensitive topic in the country.
A deputy department-level official attempting to immigrate is even more sensitive.
Even if it’s later found out he didn’t apply, the already caused impacts are hard to erase.
Most critically, Song Guanchao cannot easily deny it.
Currently, the key lies in whether the immigration company can provide copies of Song Guanchao’s identification documents and other materials.
If they can provide them, Song Guanchao will truly be unable to defend himself.
...
Su Rong stepped into Du Canyang’s room just as he came out of the bathroom, wearing only a towel.
Du Canyang lay down on the bed, pulling off the towel and looking at her, "Come, let me tell you some good news."
Su Rong suppressed her disgust, silently approaching.
A quarter-hour later, she lay disheveled at the foot of the bed, her long snow-white legs limply kneeling on the ground.
A few seconds later, she stood up, tidying her clothes, sitting at the bedside.
Du Canyang said, "Song Guanchao won’t recover this time."
Su Rong immediately raised her head, "What happened to him?"
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