Chapter 203 Play hard to get

Chapter 203 Play hard to get

Chapter 203 Play hard to get
However, An Rushong was not worried that he would be sent to jail. Later, as long as he cleaned up all the traces in the bedroom, including the two bodies, and sent the young people involved in tonight's incident abroad for a period of time, even if the police really investigated him, they would not be able to find sufficient evidence to convict him.

As for the two guys who were beaten half to death, firstly, An Rushong did not do it himself, and secondly, they themselves were criminals. Therefore, as long as he can find a good lawyer, it will not be difficult for An Rushong to exonerate himself. Well, for example, if he entrusts lawyer Thomson to defend him, An Rushong does not even need to be imprisoned. A bail can allow him to wait safely until the trial. In the absence of a complete chain of evidence and third-party witnesses, it is difficult to send him to prison based solely on unilateral accusations.

Of course, the most important thing is that An Rushong is sure that no one will jump out to accuse him, not to mention that he has Congressman Kong behind him to protect him. Even if Congressman Kong does not intervene, Jin Kangmin's father will find a way to make a big deal out of a small matter. After all, if this matter gets out of hand, Jin Kangmin himself will inevitably have to go to jail for a few years. At the same time, it is hard to say whether Jin Rongyu, who has just lost his status as a member of parliament, will be attacked by political opponents because of this.

In the circle of political power, there are generally two types of people who pursue stability: one is the person who has just "come up", and the other is the person who has just "come down". Jin Rongyu belongs to the latter.

It was almost noon when we left Jin Kangmin's mistress's house.

It must be admitted that although the people Zhao Chenghao brought were young, they were all experienced masters in destroying corpses. Not only did they clean the Korean house bedroom thoroughly, they also washed the floor carefully with bleach. By the way, they also removed the smell of sulfuric acid in the room. They even wiped away the messy footprints.

While watching these young people busying around inside and outside, An Rushong thought to himself that perhaps he should also employ a group of such people. He would not need them to do anything at ordinary times. He would only recruit them when they were needed to do "dirty work". After the work was done, he would quickly send them abroad to avoid the storm, and then call them back when the storm passed.

These people don't need to have any special skills or be physically strong, they just need to be tight-lipped and loyal.

Maybe maybe we could hire a group of Vietnamese?

The drizzle that had been falling all night finally stopped near noon. The Mercedes-Benz was driving on the road to Nantailing. The car was warm but silent with the heater on.

After a sleepless night, An Rushong took a nap in the car when he was rushing to the silkworm room. At that time, he felt very sleepy and even couldn't open his eyes. But now, he is very energetic and not sleepy at all.

Opposite him, Zhao Chenghao was also very energetic. Since he got on the car, he had been staring at An Rushong with a strange expression on his face.

Feeling a little uncomfortable being stared at by him, An Rusong finally couldn't help but ask, "Brother Cheng Hao, if you have anything to say, just say it directly. Do you think you can find the answer from my face if you keep looking at me like this?"

Zhao Chenghao turned his head away after hearing his words, but after less than two seconds, he turned his head again and said, "Rusong, do you know that you are dangerous?"

"Why do you say that?" An Rushong asked curiously.

Zhao Chenghao's lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but just as he was about to open his mouth, the phone suddenly rang in the car.

The ringtone came from An Rushong's trouser pocket. He gestured to Zhao Chenghao to wait, then took out the mobile phone from his pocket and looked at the caller ID.

On the screen of the mobile phone, the name "Jin Mingxin" was clearly displayed.

Looking at the caller ID, An Rushong's lips curled up slightly and a strange smile flashed across his face.

He did not answer the call, but waited for the call to automatically hang up. Then he held the phone in his hand, turning it back and forth while looking at Zhao Chenghao and asked, "What did you want to say just now, Brother Chenghao?"

"Nothing." But after a while, Zhao Chenghao didn't want to talk about the previous topic anymore. He waved his hand and said something casually, then turned and said, "Do you really not need me to arrange two people to take the blame for you? It's better to arrange this kind of thing in advance."

"No need," An Rushong shook his head and said, "You just need to follow my instructions and make proper arrangements for these brothers who came with you today. Let them go abroad to play for a while. I will cover all the expenses."

In addition to the driver and the co-pilot seat, there were two young men sitting behind An Rusong. After hearing what he said, the young men seemed quite excited. They didn't need Zhao Chenghao to greet them, but just laughed and said, "Thank you, Brother Rusong."

The corners of Zhao Chenghao's mouth twitched, but he didn't say anything. An Rushong smiled slightly and picked up the phone again.

He opened the call log, found the missed call, and called it back.

The phone was dialed and after only two rings, the person on the other end answered the call.

"Hello, is this Miss Mingxin?" Putting the phone to his ear, An Rusong crossed his legs and said in a soft voice, "I'm so sorry, I was in a meeting before and didn't bring my phone with me, so I missed your call."

"It's okay, I was rash," Jin Mingxin's voice was just as gentle and warm on the phone. She said, "Did I disturb you?" "No, no," An Rusong said with a smile, "It's my honor to receive a call from Miss Mingxin. How can it be a disturbance? Haha"

After a pause, he asked, "Miss Mingxin is calling me now. Is there something wrong?"

Opposite him, Zhao Chenghao gave him a look of contempt.

"Oh, that's the thing, Brother Rusong, your car is still here with me," said Jin Mingxin.

"Oh, Che?" An Rusong pretended to have just remembered and said, "Yes, yes, if Miss Che Mingxin hadn't mentioned it, I would have forgotten it."

"Brother Rusong, do you have time at noon?" Jin Mingxin said with a smile, "If you have time, I would like to treat you to a meal and return the car to you."

"Today at noon?" An Rusong touched his forehead and said hesitantly, "I'm afraid not today at noon, I have something to do and can't leave."

"Is that so?" Jin Mingxin said, with disappointment hard to conceal in her voice.

"How about this, Mingxin," An Rusong thought for a moment and said, "How about tomorrow at noon? I promised you before that I would give you a chance to take a photo as compensation. Well, we can set it for tomorrow. I will treat you to French food on the top floor of Seoul Tower. How about that?"

"That won't work. We already agreed that I should treat you," Jin Mingxin objected in a hurried tone over the phone.

"Next time, you can treat me again next time," An Rusong laughed, "In this way, I will have another chance to meet Miss Mingxin. Haha, looking at it this way, I still make a profit."

Jin Mingxin's laughter came from the phone. After a moment, she said in a slightly embarrassed tone: "Okay, then, see you tomorrow at noon?"

"See you tomorrow at noon," An Rushong responded happily, then hung up the phone.

Putting the phone back into his trouser pocket, he shook his head in a playful manner. In the previous call, he called Jin Mingxin "Miss Mingxin", while the other party called him "Brother Rusong". Haha, this woman is really interesting. You know, she is already in her thirties this year. In terms of age, she is nearly ten years older than An Rusong. I don't know how she called him Brother Rusong.

But it doesn't matter. An Rushong didn't look for her to date her. All he needed was a tool. Since she was a tool, who cared about her personal ethics? As long as she was useful, that was enough.

"What? The girl asked you out for dinner, but you don't want to go?" Zhao Chenghao on the opposite side looked envious and jealous. He looked at An Rushong and said.

"Haha," An Rusong glanced at him and said with a smile, "Brother Rusong, when it comes to coaxing girls, you really need to learn from me."

He paused and continued, "You can't just happily and eagerly agree to a date when someone asks you out. That will make you look cheap. Most importantly, you will let the other person know that you value her very much. In that case, she will have the capital to be reserved. Think about it yourself, isn't that the truth?"

"Hmph, you educated people are full of evil intentions," Zhao Chenghao snorted and said angrily.

An Rushong smiled, then leaned back and leaned into the back of the chair.

After a whole night and a whole morning, he was really tired. Even though he was very energetic now, he couldn't hide the fatigue in his body. He just wanted to find a place to lie down and relax his whole body.

At nightfall, on the 12th floor of the building where the "Zhaoxu Taian" law firm is located in Yiyuan-dong, the administrative headquarters of Councillor Kong's campaign team, Nam Woo-woo walked into his office holding a file bag, followed by a middle-aged man in a black suit and a red tie.

The middle-aged man has a square face with sharp facial lines, a square mouth, big eyes, a flat nose, and his face is clean-shaven, giving people a very neat and upright look.

The middle-aged man is named Li Xinhou, a prosecutor of the Criminal Division 6 of the Seoul Central District Prosecutors' Office. This afternoon, he took over a case involving intentional injury and intentional homicide. Afterwards, he did not arrange a search immediately, but came directly to this place and asked to see Nan Xuyu.

(End of this chapter)