Gu Shoucheng let Zhang Dongcheng snatch his water cup and grinned and said, "It's too late, I'm done with it! There is a gram of rinsed potassium aluminum cyanate inside..."

Zhang Dongcheng was stunned with a water cup.

"No need to look for my family, I have arranged them to leave." Gu Shoucheng stood up, knelt on the ground with a gurgle, and said to Kim Tae-woo: "...I'm very sorry for you... You take good care of me, but compared to Bian J and his family, I can only choose a family... I saved some money for them before I died, and I don't regret it."

Kim Tae-woo turned his head and said nothing.

In just over a dozen seconds, Gu Shoucheng twitched all over and foamed at the mouth.

Zhang Dongcheng stood up and held his head, reached out and pulled his eyelids, frowned.

"Send to the hospital first, and deduct confessions." Zhang Xianhui was about to call someone immediately.

Zhang Dongcheng waved his hand to stop him and said, "The amount is very large and I can't save you anymore."

...

An hour later, people from the Myitkyina police station rushed to their homes and cleaned up Gu Shoucheng's body. Then Zhang Xianhui stayed to deal with the subsequent incident, while Jin Taiyu and Zhang Dongcheng left together.

"I really didn't expect that this old Gu would be trashed." Kim Tae-woo said classically: "There are too many people, and it's too difficult to manage. In the future, not only will you investigate corruption and bribery, but you will also have to prevent cancer."

Zhang Dongcheng thoughtfully and didn't reply.

"I have a responsibility for this matter. In recent years, the development of JJ in the Bian has been very smooth. I have been very relaxed in some things, so I have to reflect on it later." Kim Tae-woo was a professional officer before. Not only was his physical fitness explosive, but his thinking quality was also very strong. He was good at reflecting, good at discovering his own problems, never shirking responsibility, and rarely quibbling. He did things one and two, so this is why Ozawa trusted him very much.

Zhang Dongcheng still didn't respond.

"What's wrong with you? Why don't you talk?" Kim Tae-woo asked.

"...What do you think about this? Why do I feel that there is a strangeness everywhere?" Zhang Dongcheng said with a serious expression: "It's like you are holding a strong force and trying to knock down someone, but as soon as your fist was swinged, the man fell to the ground with a bang, and told you that he had a terminal illness... It made you lose your interest in hitting him."

After hearing this, Jin Taiyu felt a little inexplicably inexplicably in her heart, so she immediately ran into Zhang Dongcheng: "...but this matter is already very obvious. Lao Gu should not have to lie. He must be terminally ill, so before he dies, he wants to leave some money for his family and help Luo Jiahong do something. Isn't this normal? The reason can be held up."

"Yes, there is no flaw." Zhang Dongcheng blinked: "...but...but this matter just makes people feel too strict and reasonable, so it makes people uncomfortable. Do you understand?"

Kim Tae-woo fell into deep thought.

"I'm studying it." Zhang Dongcheng said in a vague way.

...

That night.

Zhang Dongcheng returned to the office and took out all the information and photos of the Laogu incident. He stayed up late and sorted out the matter from beginning to end two or three times, carefully pondering the details of each link, but in the end he didn't find out any problem.

All the things Lao Gu told orally are consistent with the results of Zhang Dongcheng and Xianhui's secret investigation, and there is no difference at all. Various evidences also show that this matter should have been done by Lao Gu alone and there should be no accomplices.

But the more this happens, the more Zhang Dongcheng feels that this matter is a bit strange, but after actually checking, there is no abnormality.

After a night of trouble, Zhang Dongcheng slept for three or four hours.

The next night.

Zhang Xianhui returned to the border and said to Zhang Dongcheng in a concise manner: "I checked and Lao Gu is indeed terminally ill and has advanced lung cancer."

"The police confirmed it?" Zhang Dongcheng asked.

"Not only from the police, I also found out about Lao Gu's pathology in Myitkyina Hospital. He should have discovered it four or five months ago."

"…!" Zhang Dongcheng was speechless.

Zhang Xianhui sighed and replied, "I originally thought it was a big ghost, but I didn't expect it to be like this. Alas, you can't help but think of this kind of thing, and you can't imagine... Fucking Gu Xiao was lucky and encountered a terminally ill."

Zhang Dongcheng did not reply, so he reached out to pick up the information on the table, pulled out a file bag from the drawer, carefully packed all the information in, and sealed it, and wrote two words on the back of the file bag with a pen.

Too smooth!!

After writing, Zhang Dongcheng threw the information to Zhang Xianhui: "Mail this to Xiaoze and let him read it."

"Okay." Zhang Xianhui nodded.

Zhang Dongcheng sat on the boss's chair with his back on his back: "I hope I'm really thinking too much... I also hope that Lao Gu has cancer and wants to leave some money for his family. This is what he can do."

"What does it mean?" Zhang Xianhui was stunned.

"...I'm not afraid of big problems. As long as I find them out, I can find a way to solve them." Zhang Dongcheng frowned and replied, "What I really fear is... there is a problem, but you can't find anything."

"No?" Zhang Xianhui spread his hands and responded: "What Lao Gu said is not bad at all as we investigated. The reason can be held true. Will there be other tricks?"

"It's okay, you go." Zhang Dongcheng waved his hand.

...

It was around ten o'clock in the evening.

Zhou Canhui was wearing an ordinary suit and driving a Passat, and went to a newly opened nightclub in the city of DaL.

When he entered the dance floor and found the agreed booth, Zhou Canhui found that more than a dozen men and women were already sitting on the sofa.

"Are you... Master Hui?" a fat man asked.

"Hehe, yes, my name is Xiaohui." Zhou Canhui nodded.

"Ouch!"

"Hello, Mr. Hui, hello!"

“…!”

More than a dozen people stood up together and greeted Zhang Xianhui like a cheering voice.

In the crowd, a tall girl in a white dress, with fair skin secretly glanced at Zhou Canhui and immediately stepped forward and said, "Do you know who I am?"

"Hehe." Zhou Canhui smiled.

"I'm a stinky ball!" The girl's voice was pleasant, and she blinked at Zhou Canhui with a smile.

The lights in the dance floor were dim. Zhou Canhui glanced at Dandan. Seeing that her facial features were quite delicate and her figure was also very good, he immediately thought that I would take him today.

...

The night is slowly shaken inside.

The dog brother, known as "Master Huiyuan", was shaved and chasing a string of Buddhist beads in his hand and asked, "A Zhuang, where did Xiao Laizi go these days?"

"He was fucking obsessed with it. He had a few computers at home, so what kind of Internet is it?" Dazhuang replied with a smile: "He hasn't been here for several days."

ps: Two chapters this morning and four chapters in the evening, and six chapters in total.
Chapter completed!