Fan Fugui drove directly to Zhang Qinghua's door, opened the car door and took out a cigarette from the trunk. Thinking about it, he felt too shabby, so he took another one. A total of two Yuxi cigarettes were put into a bag. The cigarette was originally smoked by himself, but it was given to others. Fan Fugui was so painful, but he couldn't go to Zhang Qinghua's house to empty-handed. Besides, Zhang Qinghua claimed that he was sick and it was not appropriate to go to see a patient with empty hands, not to mention that this "patient" was still his boss.

When he knocked on Zhang Qinghua's door, it was Zhang Qinghua's wife who came to open the door. When he saw Fan Fugui, Zhang Qinghua's wife was slightly stunned, and then he squeezed out a smile and said, "Director Fan, why are you here?"

Fan Fugui said happily: "Sister-in-law, this is wrong. Director Zhang is sick. Shouldn't I, a subordinate, come to see him?

Zhang Qinghua's wife smiled angrily, her face somewhat embarrassed.

Fan Fugui looked into the room and asked, "Is Director Zhang here?"

Zhang Qinghua's wife nodded and said, "Here is here." Then she quickly shouted inside: "Old Zhang, Director Fan is here." It was obviously a reminder to Zhang Qinghua inside, Fan Fugui is here.

Zhang Qinghua was reading a newspaper on the sofa in the living room. After hearing his wife's words, Zhang Qinghua frowned slightly and wondered why Fan Fugui ran over at this moment. Before she could think too much, Zhang Qinghua stood up from the sofa and saw that Fan Fugui had already walked in with her things. Zhang Qinghua smiled and took off his glasses, pointed to the sofa and said, "Old Fan is here, come, hurry up and sit down. Xiangju, go and make a cup of tea for Lao Fan."

Zhang Qinghua looked at the two cigarettes brought by Fan Fugui, smiled and said, "Old Fan, come here, what else do you buy?"

Immediately asked, "Old Fan, are you here at this time? Is there anything wrong?"

Fan Fugui nodded with a wry smile and said, "There is really something I want to report to you, Director Zhang, hey..."

At this time, Zhang Qinghua's wife brought the water over, and Zhang Qinghua smiled and said, "Let's have some tea first, look at your frown."

Fan Fugui picked up the cup and took two sips of tea, then sighed, "Director Zhang, the shooting case has changed somewhat unexpectedly. I can't make any decision on this matter, so I can only ask you for instructions."

When Zhang Qinghua heard that it was a shooting case, he became serious and sat upright and said, "What's going on? Come and listen."

Seeing Fan Fugui hesitating, he looked at Wang Xiangju, and Zhang Qinghua ordered: "Xiangju, you go back to the bedroom first. Lao Fan and I have some important things to discuss."

Wang Xiangju was originally curious and was about to listen to what Fan Fugui said. When she saw Zhang Qinghua rushing him back to the bedroom, she muttered reluctantly, but she obediently returned to the bedroom.

"Can you say it now?"

Fan Fugui nodded angrily, then sighed with a bitter face, "Director Zhang, this case seems to be a bit involved. This morning, I received evidence from anonymous people, proving that Chen Feng, who was shot, was the second son of the Chen family and his godson. In other words, the deceased named Chen Feng was a child adopted by the Chen family from the orphanage."

"Chen family, what Chen family?" Zhang Qinghua asked with a confused look on his face.

Fan Fugui sighed and said, "Yanjing Chen family, Vice Premier Chen..." Fan Fugui just pointed out a little and immediately understood, and his eyebrows were twisted into the shape of Sichuan.

"Director Zhang, what do you think you should do? This matter is a bit tricky." Fan Fugui sighed.

Zhang Qinghua sighed and said, "It's not just a bit tricky, it's simply very tricky. If it doesn't handle it well, we may offend the Chen family. I want to stay there for another two years."

"What should we do?" Fan Fugui asked softly.

When Zhang Qinghua heard the word "we" and frowned slightly, he felt unhappy and thought to himself that this case had been ordered by Secretary Lin to be given to you for a thorough investigation. You fucked me and you had to take me with me. You even had to take me with you. You were simply a bastard.

Zhang Qinghua was so angry that he said calmly: "Old Fan, you have to make it clear. Secretary Lin has already handed over this case to you, so it's up to you. Don't talk about us one by one. It's you, not us!"

After hearing Chen Qinghua's words, Fan Fugui felt a sense of nameless fire in his heart. If it weren't for seeing Zhang Qinghua as his immediate boss, he would have to curse. If Zhang Qinghua hadn't lied that he was sick, how could it be his turn to pick up this hot potato?

Fan Fugui squeezed out a smile and said, "Director Zhang, it's time, so don't care about those small details. It's important to deal with the current problems. Tell me, I'm yours. If you can't handle it secretly, you have to follow me and not be able to get it. I'm not here to find you, Director Zhang!"

Zhang Qinghua's expression calmed down a little. He picked up his teacup, took a sip of the tea and lowered his head to ponder. After about a few minutes, Zhang Qinghua raised his head and looked at Fan Fugui with a nervous look on his face, and said, "Old Fan, this matter is too big, we can't make any decisions. Why don't you ask Secretary Lin for instructions?"

Fan Fugui said: "Director Zhang, is this appropriate?"

Zhang Qinghua said: "Then do you have a better way?"

Fan Fugui shook his head angrily.

Zhang Qinghua stood up from the sofa and said, "No need to delay, hurry up and go to Secretary Lin's place."

Fan Fugui then stood up and said, "I'll ask Secretary Lin if he is at home first?"

Zhang Qinghua slapped his head and said, "Look at me, this matter is urgent, I am confused." He quickly took out his cell phone and dialed the phone to Lin Wanshan.

With Lin Wanshan's consent, the two drove to the Municipal Party Committee's Family Court.

...

Sitting in the car, Zhang Qinghua was smoking a cigarette while Fan Fugui sat beside him, looking hesitant.

No one in the carriage said anything. He was almost at the municipal party committee’s family compound. Fan Fugui spoke and broke the silence and said, “Director Zhang, can we report this matter to Secretary Lin?”

Zhang Qinghua said: "What's wrong with it? Secretary Lin doesn't give us instructions. Can we just check it casually?"

Fan Fugui frowned with a bitter face and said, "I don't mean that, but... if Secretary Lin is a master of this matter, will Secretary Lin scold us?"

Zhang Qinghua shook his head and said, "Old Fan, you have thought too much. We can't make decisions about this matter. We can only think of the secretary. After he gives the instructions, we will do things according to his wishes."

Fan Fugui suddenly approached Zhang Qinghua and lowered his voice and said softly: "Director Zhang, do you think Secretary Lin dare not investigate because he is afraid of the Chen family?"

After hearing Fan Fugui's words, Zhang Qinghua immediately frowned and said angrily: "Old Fan, Lao Fan, you have been in vain for years? Do you think Secretary Lin is afraid of their Chen family? Do you think the Lin family is easy to bully, so just say that Mr. Lin. Although he has retired for so many years, his influence has remained. Even Premier Mu Rong now has to respect him when he sees Mr. Lin. Do you think Secretary Lin is afraid of the Chen family? I really admire your brain!"

Fan Fugui's old face turned red and he smiled angrily, then turned his head to look out the window and stopped saying a word.

When he arrived at Building 1 of the Municipal Party Committee Family Court, Fan Fugui got out of the car and went to open the trunk. Zhang Qinghua asked in confusion: "What are you doing?"

Fan Fugui said angrily: "I can't go to Secretary Lin's house empty-handed."

Zhang Qinghua was speechless again, rolled his eyes and said, "You can get it for me quickly. Secretary Lin will care about your two cigarettes. Don't ask for scolding him if you don't believe it or not. If you carry two cigarettes to Secretary Lin's house, Secretary Lin will definitely criticize you."

Fan Fugui said: "Then how bad it is for us to go empty-handed?"

Zhang Qinghua said angrily: "It's not that you are visiting someone, what are you carrying? We are here to report the situation. Hurry up, don't talk too much." As he said that, Zhang Qinghua took the lead in walking towards Lin Wanshan's doorstep.

Fan Fugui glared at Zhang Qinghua angrily and muttered to himself: "You are the only one who is smart!"

Knocking on the door was opened by Lin Wanshan’s nanny.

The nanny didn't know the two, so she asked in confusion: "What are you?"

Zhang Qinghua said with a smile on his face: "We are comrades from the Municipal Bureau. We have asked Secretary Lin to report some things. We have been on the phone with Secretary Lin just now."

"Ah? Oh, then you guys come in. I'll call Secretary Lin. He's still feeling comfortable." After letting the two of them in, the nanny hurried to go to Fufu to inform Lin Wanshan.

Lin Wanshan came out of the study and saw Zhang Qinghua and Fan Fugui, and smiled and said, "Why are you both here? What big thing happened?"

Zhang Qinghua and Fan Fugui stood in front of Lin Wanshan with restraint. Zhang Qinghua said angrily: "Secretary Lin, we have something very important to report to you."

Lin Wanshan pointed to the sofa and said, "Sit down, sit down and say." Then he ordered the nanny to serve tea.

"If you have any questions, just say it." Tea came up. Lin Wanshan saw Zhang Qinghua and Fan Fugui look at me, and when I looked at you, he frowned slightly and said.

Fan Fugui was very reserved when he came to Lin Wanshan's house for the first time. He even dared to get half of his butt while sitting on the sofa, and his other half was hanging in the air. Seeing Zhang Qinghua suggesting that he would say it, Fan Fugui cursed Zhang Qinghua in his heart, and then gritted his teeth and said to Lin Wanshan: "Secretary Lin, this is such a thing. Recently, when we were investigating the Chen Feng shooting case, we found some major clues, which may involve...involve..."

"What is it involved?" Lin Wanshan asked with a calm face when he saw Fan Fugui stammeringly speaking.

Seeing that Lin Wanshan was unhappy, Fan Fugui was shocked and quickly said, "This case may involve the Chen family. Director Zhang and I cannot decide, so we want to come over and ask Secretary Lin for instructions and hope Secretary Lin will give us instructions."

"It involves the Chen family? That Chen family?" Lin Wanshan asked pretending to be puzzled. In fact, he knew very well, including the clues he secretly sent someone to do.

"Chen Junxiang of Huaxia International!" Zhang Qinghua answered Lin Wanshan in front of Fan Fugui. Zhang Qinghua was afraid that Fan Fugui, a simple-minded guy, said that it was Vice Premier Chen and his family, so it would be a big taboo, so Zhang Qinghua must not let Fan Fugui say it.

"Oh, it's him. Has this shooting involved him?" Lin Wanshan asked with confusion, with no big change on his face.

Zhang Qinghua said: "The deceased is Chen Feng, who is Chen Junxiang's godson. He was taken out of the orphanage from the orphanage to foster it at his home twenty years ago."

"Oh, that's the case." Lin Wanshan nodded, looking like he knew the whole story, and then asked: "Didn't you just say that the case involves a bit big? Where did it involve a big big?"

Zhang Qinghua was stunned when he heard Lin Wanshan's words. He immediately figured out Lin Wanshan's meaning and sighed in his heart. He took a step forward today and shouldn't have come to find Secretary Lin.

Zhang Qinghua guessed that it was right. Fan Fugui said that it was a bit big when it came to Chen's family. Lin Wanshan's face immediately fell down and blamed him unhappily: "Director Zhang and Director Fan, you are the people's police and the public servants. What you do is to protect the interests of the people. Because of some powerful people, you have lost your due responsibilities? The behavior of the two of you tonight has disappointed me so much. Remember, no matter who they do, they must be brought to justice if they do things that violate the law."

"Yes, yes!" the two of them nodded quickly.

Lin Wanshan rubbed his eyebrows, then waved his hand and said, "I'm tired, you guys go back."

The two of them quickly stood up and said goodbye.

Fan Fugui walked out of Lin Wanshan's house and found that he had a cold sweat on his back. He looked at Zhang Qinghua, who was also depressed, and asked depressedly: "Director Zhang, Secretary Lin did not give us any instructions, so what should we do now?"

Zhang Qinghua looked at Fan Fugui like an idiot and said, "I really don't know how you got into the position of deputy director. Is Secretary Lin not clear enough? No matter who it is, he has to bring it to justice if he does something that violates the law! Isn't it just to let us investigate thoroughly? No matter who it is, he has to continue to investigate."

"Ah!" Fan Fugui slapped his forehead and then realized. It was not a big deal about Fan Fugui being stupid, but Fan Fugui was just going to Lin Wanshan for the first time. He was too nervous and naturally he couldn't think of so many things.
Chapter completed!