Female President's Personal Doctor

Chapter 195

Qin Zhong doesn't know if Ning fan has listened to his reminder.

Do your best and listen to fate.

Suddenly, Qin Zhong thought of the restart of the investigation of assaulting police.

Qian Jun's death is like a stone, always pressing on Qin Zhong's heart.

Who killed Qian Jun?

Where is the escaped second master hiding?

He once suspected that Ning fan killed Qian Jun, because he knew Ning fan's skill. He was able to avoid the police's surveillance and kill Qian Jun, and he had a motive, because Qian Jun killed him first.

But he immediately denied this idea. With his understanding of Ning fan, he should not make such a vicious incident, and there is no need to be so anxious, because the police can get more valuable information from Qian Jun, which is also useful for Ning fan.

After careful analysis, Qin Zhong suspected that there was a man behind Qian Jun, and he was a man with a clear eye. He killed Qian Jun.

According to reliable sources, it seems that all the drugs in southern Sichuan are controlled by Qian Jun, but the source of his drugs is very secret. Is it because the source of the drugs that killed him?

Qin Zhong had a question in his heart, but the other party did things cleanly, and he had no trace at all.

Thinking of each case, he had no clue, and pressed it on his shoulder, which made him feel suffocated. He couldn't help sighing.

Ning fan eyebrows a Cu, heard the other party full of helpless and anxious sigh, then asked: "Qin Bureau, what is so depressed?"

Qin Zhong thought for a while, unwilling to ask: "Ning fan, do you really have no killer clue of the shooting?"

Ning fan was stunned and thought that it really couldn't help him because there were so many secrets involved that he couldn't tell Qin Zhong.

"Qin Bureau, I really don't know."

Qin Zhong shook his head with a bitter smile, and seemed to have guessed Ning fan's answer.

"What about the death of Qian Jun?"

"Hey, Qin Bureau, Qian Jun died in the hospital, which has nothing to do with me. Since you have caught him, I can't wait to find something useful from him. How can I kill him?"

Qin Zhong is silent, which is consistent with his inference.

"Do you know who's going to kill him?"

Ning fan's brow twists. He has noticed something strange from Qin Zhong's continuous questioning. He concludes that Qian Jun was killed by the backer behind him. It seems that Qin Zhong also has this suspicion.

"Qin Bureau, you must know that the drugs in southern Sichuan are controlled by Qian Jun. maybe his death has something to do with it."

Since the backer is nowhere to be found, Ning fan wants to find him out with the help of the police. Otherwise, he has been staring at his vest and may be stabbed one day, which will be very bad.

"Well, it's possible. Thank you, Ning fan."

Qin Zhong's heart is tight. He believes in Ning fan's careful judgment. Since his judgment is consistent with his own, he has a direction of investigation. This is the only thing he can do in his helplessness.

Ning fan smiles. Since he doesn't want to see the emergence of drugs in southern Sichuan, it's equivalent to cutting off Qian Jun's financial support. He will be forced to show up and use the police to join them in the army at that time.

"Well, that's all for today. If you have anything, please contact me."

"Certainly."

After hanging up, Ning fan immediately called Zhou Biao, Wang Jianye and peony, told them the police action and told them to be careful.

The three men had already expected this day and had already made arrangements. They were not alarmed. According to the strategy they had worked out earlier, they took action according to the Ministry.

That night, the southern Sichuan police raided major entertainment venues, and reporters followed the shooting, but surprisingly nothing was found, let alone drugs, even the skin and meat business. Finally, in order to save face, the police rushed into the red light district and arrested some hair salon girls and street women.

These places are very low-end. They are controlled by some idle little gangsters. What they earn is a small sum of money, which is not conducive to being subordinate to Zhou Biao. Therefore, these little gangsters are the pond fish that have been affected and complain endlessly.

When Jiang Guangda learned all this, he was not angry. Instead, he laughed a few times.

"Ha ha, that's what I expected. Qin Zhong, if you don't tell them, how can they escape the inspection successfully. Hum, if you are smart, you will be misled. Everyone knows that these dark places can't be completely clean. If you don't find out anything, you can only say that someone informs you. Qin Zhong, you just wait. Han Guobin will be angry. It's not difficult to catch your little pigtail after an investigation, and then you can catch the little loach Ning fan. "

Jiang Guangda was elated, as if he saw the wonderful scene of Ning fan being caught.

That night, Jiang Guangda had a good sleep and a beautiful dream, but he didn't know that a huge crisis was coming quietly.

The Discipline Inspection Commission, the section member in charge of collecting letters, sorted out the received letters as usual. In fact, most of these accusation letters have no detailed and reliable basis, they are just hearsay, and most of them are anonymous reports.

Therefore, the Discipline Inspection Commission doesn't attach so much importance to this, but it can't completely ignore it, because sometimes some major cases can be found out from it.

When this section member drank a cup of tea, closed his eyes for a while, leisurely read the letter. All of a sudden, his eyes were stunned, staring at several pieces of paper and a USB flash disk in front of him.

He was so excited that he exclaimed, "something's wrong!"

He didn't dare to be arbitrary about this level of prosecution. He quickly put the materials in the envelope and rushed to Gao Qiang's office.

At the door of the office, he calmed down a little, pushed the door in, put the envelope on the high-strength desk, and said, "this is the prosecution material received today."

Gao Qiang's face was awe inspiring, and his sunken eyes were bright, just like the eyes of an eagle, which seemed to be able to see through all obstacles. He knows his subordinates and knows the importance of this information as soon as he looks at their faces.

Gao Qiang nodded calmly, indicating that he knew. After so many years of work, he had not seen any major cases, and had already reached the realm of flattery and disgrace.

The member of the section wanted to talk and stop, but did not find out directly. Instead, he turned around and left.