Chapter 377 Arrangements from the Superior

Chapter 377 Arrangements from the Superior

Chapter 377 Arrangements from the Superior

Zhang Chen took a deep breath, calmed himself, and began to narrate: "Director, first of all, I want to explain why I am here to investigate you. There are some reasons and clues pointing to you, but I am not particularly clear about the specific details. The second question is why the tape was burned..." Having said this, Zhang Chen paused for a moment, as if hesitating whether to continue.

Zhang Chen knew that He Feng would not lie to him, which meant that his family was truly safe now, and there was no need for him to hide anything, so he just told him everything.

After a while, he gritted his teeth and continued, "Director, as for who the person who passed the message to us is, to be honest, I don't know. But I can be sure that this person must be someone from our Public Security Bureau."

He Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Zhang Chen thoughtfully and asked, "Oh? So, someone really leaked the news to you on purpose?"

Zhang Chen did not dare to look He Feng in the eye. He lowered his head and continued, "That's right, Chief. Next, I will tell you the whole story without reservation. Please understand." Then, he narrated in detail the causes and consequences of the incident, the people involved, and various details.

After all, they really had no other choice at the time, and it was thanks to this note that they thought of burning the body.

After Zhang Chen finished speaking, he looked up at He Feng cautiously and whispered, "Director He, this is all I know."

He Feng had been listening to Zhang Chen's statement quietly without interrupting him. When Zhang Chen finished speaking, he nodded slightly to show his approval, then waved his hand and said, "Okay, you can go down first."

Zhang Chen stood up quickly as if he had been granted amnesty, bowed to He Feng, then turned around and left quickly.

After watching Zhang Chen leave, He Feng picked up the transcript that he had just completed and read it carefully. While reading, he secretly wondered: Who is this mysterious person who secretly helped them? What is his purpose and motive in the Public Security Bureau... All kinds of questions kept circling in his mind, making it difficult for him to sort out the clues for a while.

He Feng wondered if this person might be Ma Xin, but there was no evidence at the moment, so he needed to investigate the matter secretly.

Time is like a gurgling stream, and before you know it, a day passes quietly. He Feng is always in high spirits during this busy day, and every task and every challenge is like a heavy boulder pressing on his shoulders.

At this moment, he was looking forward to returning home, relaxing and letting his tired body and mind be comforted in the warm harbor.

He dragged his heavy but relieved steps and slowly walked towards the office door. Just as he stepped out of the office door, the phone in the office suddenly rang cheerfully but inappropriately. The crisp ringtone was particularly abrupt in the silent air, as if fate was calling him again.

He Feng frowned slightly, a hint of helplessness flashed through his mind, and his expression immediately became respectful. He quickly picked up the phone, with a hint of respect in his voice: "Old leader." After all, this is the red phone that represents important tasks and responsibilities.

On the other end of the phone, there came the familiar and concerned greeting from the leader, his voice carrying the care of an elder and the authority of a superior.

He Feng raised his mouth slightly, revealing a relieved smile, and said, "Old leader, I'm fine, your rescue came just in time." Thinking back to the difficulties he had encountered before, if the leader had not arranged the rescue in time, the consequences would have been disastrous. The thrilling scenes seemed to still appear before his eyes, and his gratitude to the leader became stronger.

Then, the leader on the phone began to assign new tasks to He Feng in an orderly manner. Every word and every sentence sounded like a precise instruction. He Feng listened attentively, his eyes becoming focused and determined, like a soldier about to go to the battlefield.

As he listened, he carefully sorted out the key points and details of the task in his mind, as if he wanted to deeply engrave every piece of information in his mind. He knew that these tasks were of great importance and could not be sloppy.

You know, according to the arrangement of our superiors, we should be able to catch big fish this time.

At the same time, in the courtyard full of fireworks, Qin Huairu walked slowly with tired steps. Her face was full of haggardness and worry, as if she was a little breathless under the burden of life.

Jia Dongxu saw her coming back and lying on the kang, with a hint of anxiety in his eyes, and asked loudly: "Qin Huairu, did you go to see Banggeng today?"

Qin Huairu nodded slightly, tears welling up in her eyes. She choked and said, "Dongxu, you don't know, Banggeng has lost weight."

When she thought of her son suffering in there, her heart felt like being stabbed by countless needles, the pain was unbearable. She seemed to see the thin figure of Banggeng, curled up alone in the cold corner, and tears could not stop flowing down.

Jia Dongxu felt a sharp pain in his heart after hearing what Qin Huairu said. He looked down at his broken body, thinking that he had become a useless person and had no ability to save Bang Geng. A strong sense of powerlessness and anger surged in his heart.

He pounded his thigh hard and said with gritted teeth: "Alas, my son is suffering in there. It's all caused by that bastard He Feng. I want revenge." His eyes were full of hatred, as if he wanted to eat He Feng alive.

Ever since Jia Dongxu found out that his youngest son was not his own child, he was looking forward to his eldest son Banggeng coming out sooner so that he could tell Banggeng all the secrets.

Qin Huairu sighed helplessly. She knew her husband's mood at the moment, and understood his anger and helplessness. But she knew even more clearly that they had no ability to deal with He Feng now. She looked at Jia Dongxu helplessly, and said in a trembling voice: "Dongxu, what can we do?"

The dim light flickered in the room, and the shadows on the wall distorted as the light and shadow swayed. Jia Dongxu lay on the kang, his brows furrowed, his face full of anxiety and anger. He opened his mouth to say something, but the words rolled in his throat, as if he wanted to vent all the dissatisfaction and resentment in his heart.

At this moment, Qin Huairu, who had been standing next to him, sighed softly, with a thoughtful look in her eyes. She slowly raised her head, looked at Jia Dongxu, and said softly, "Dongxu, it's not that there is no way out." Although her voice was not loud, it was like throwing a stone into the dull air, causing a small ripple.