Back To The 80s-Chapter 533 - 525: Capture_1
Lu Zhanguo felt that if he asked any more, he would disgust himself, so he simply shut his mouth.
Luo Renliang voluntarily confessed the relationship between Zhong Zhi and Lang Yuchun, another story involving taking care of families, with the ’care’ extending to the bedroom.
However, Zhong Zhi was very careful, and up to now, except for Luo Renliang, no one knew about it, because Zhong Zhi needed Luo Renliang to help cover for him.
After hearing this, Lu Zhanguo picked up the phone on the table, dialed an external line to Shen Heng, ordering him to arrest Zhong Zhi for immediate interrogation.
After hanging up the phone, Lu Zhanguo sat down, looking at Luo Renliang, pointing at his own collar flower and shoulder badge.
Luo Renliang breathed a long sigh, slowly took off his collar flower and shoulder badge, and gently placed them on the table.
Lu Zhanguo called the security department, asked them to send someone to take Luo Renliang away.
After the security department personnel led Luo Renliang away, Liu Hongbing came in, shook his head and said, "Really a pity, how did you know he would voluntarily confess?"
Lu Zhanguo collected the collar flower and shoulder badge from the table, and said, "I just gambled on the little bit of passion left in him."
"What’s the plan next?"
"I’ve already asked Shen Heng to arrest Zhong Zhi." Lu Zhanguo sat at his desk, feeling exceptionally calm. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚
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Zhong Zhi was playing chess by the Yellow River, and was stunned by two public security policemen who seemed to have fallen from the sky!
Although Luo Renliang had mailed out two letters, (Lu Zhanguo confiscated the third.) the places in the letter that mentioned his name did not have three exclamation points. They agreed that if Luo Renliang was in trouble, he would write a letter to Lang Yuchun. If three exclamation points were added behind his name, it would mean that something was about to happen.
Shen Heng waved his hand with a blank expression, indicating the colleague beside him to handcuff Zhong Zhi.
Zhong Zhi, with a face of defeat, let the police cuff him, then suddenly roared, "Luo Renliang! You... damn... your ancestors!"
Shen Heng brought Zhong Zhi back to the public security bureau, didn’t rush to interrogate him, but handcuffed Zhong Zhi to the heating pipe in the office. Standing or squatting was impossible in this position, which made it extremely uncomfortable even for an old soldier like Zhong Zhi who had gone through years of training.
Shen Heng, with a bowl of tea, sat aside, his leg beating on the table, leisurely savoring it, without casting even a glance at Zhong Zhi.
Zhong Zhi had originally planned to insist that he knew nothing and was resolved not to confess anything. In public security investigations, physical evidence weighs more than verbal confession, so now it was just Luo Renliang’s word, and as long as he staunchly denied it, there wouldn’t be any major issues. The more he thought about it, the more regretful he became, he should not have cursed at the Yellow River.
After Shen Heng drank his tea for more than an hour, his colleague brought him noodles, which he ate slowly, without uttering a single word from beginning to end.
After finishing his noodles, Shen Heng wiped his mouth, and brought another basin of water which he placed on the stool in front of him, slowly washing up.
Unable to bear it any longer, Zhong Zhi asked, "What did I do wrong? Why did you arrest me?"
Shen Heng wrinkled his brow, continuing to wash his hands. The sound of the water lapping made Zhong Zhi feel increasingly urgent to urinate, not to mention the discomfort from standing half-bent for half a day. He kept shouting, "Why arrest me, why? Give me a reason."
"Save your energy. Wait until you figure out why, then talk, or else it’s just a waste of strength." Shen Heng continued washing his hands without even raising his head. This was only the beginning, an appetizer. During his many years in national security, what kind of torture hadn’t he used.
Hearing Shen Heng’s words, Zhong Zhi was furious and stopped talking.
Shen Heng stopped washing his hands, walked over to unlock Zhong Zhi’s handcuffs, and then hung them on the horizontal bar next to him. This was an even more uncomfortable position, as one could only stand on tiptoe.
"You take your time thinking about it. We’ll serve the dishes one at a time. I suppose you’ve heard about these routines, haven’t you?" Shen Heng said in a relaxed manner.
Zhong Zhi’s face turned pale, he certainly understood. In the past, they had used the same methods to interrogate prisoners of war. The so-called preferential treatment was nothing more than an official slogan to people like them.
By the evening, Zhong Zhi could no longer hold on, shouting, "I’ll talk, I’ll tell you everything. Let me use the restroom first."
Zhong Zhi, who had returned from the restroom, was much more honest. He sat down and confessed the process of his crime in detail.
He started hating Lu Zhanguo since the latter was transferred over. Lu had repeatedly made him feel like he was being slapped in the face. Moreover, if Lu hadn’t reported this time, he could have given the soldier some money under the table, and then reported it as an injury during training later. But every time he talked to Lu about this, Lu told him squarely that it was impossible.
Zhong Zhi felt that this was deliberate on Lu’s part, and couldn’t help but hold a grudge against him. He also knew that his wife, Huang Wenying, was gallivanting around with Luo Renliang under the pretext of looking for Tong Xiaoqing. He told Huang Wenying to find Luo Renliang and make sure he helped him, or else he would drag everyone down with him.
Luo Renliang did agree, but he couldn’t find the right opportunity.
One day, as Zhong Zhi was fretting about not finding the right opportunity, he happened to go to Guo Huaqiang’s restaurant for wonton soup. The two had met a few times during joint military exercises, so they felt somewhat familiar upon meeting again.
Guo Huaqiang prepared some appetizers and the two started drinking.
After several rounds of drinks and multitudes of toasts, they began to talk about the people they knew. When Lu Zhanguo’s name came up, both men seemed to have grudges against him. Zhong Zhi said with resentment that he wanted to kill Lu Zhanguo in order to vent his frustration.
One day, Guo Huaqiang invited Zhong Zhi for a meal and casually mentioned that Lu Zhanguo’s family was going to Cat Mountain for a trip.
Naturally, Zhong Zhi wasn’t a fool. He knew that Guo Huaqiang wanted to use him to get rid of Lu Zhanguo, so he had a backup plan of his own.
Seeing that Zhong Zhi appeared a bit smug in recounting the story up to this point, Shen Heng asked, "You mentioned keeping a card up your sleeve. What kind of backup did you have? Stop beating around the bush."
Zhong Zhi chuckled self-mockingly and said, "I noticed that his old lady is fond of small bargains, so when Guo Huaqiang wasn’t around, I gave her two barrels of fine tea in iron cans. I did a compartment in the bottom of the tea can, and he might not even find out once the tea is finished."
Shen Heng raised his eyebrows, signaled his men to take Zhong Zhi out.
He called Lu Zhanguo, "He confessed everything, Guo Huaqiang really was involved."
Lu Zhanguo was sitting in his office waiting for Shen Heng’s news. Upon hearing it, he didn’t feel relieved but heavier-hearted, saying with a serious tone, "Arrest him!"
Shen Heng originally wanted to ask Lu Zhanguo for his opinion on whether to arrest or release.
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When Shen Heng and his colleagues arrived, Guo Huaqiang’s family was having dinner.
Shen Heng, with an impassive face, presented the search warrant and the arrest warrant.
Based on Zhong Zhi’s confession, they soon found the two tea cans, one of which had been turned into a msg can by Ding Guihua.
In front of Guo Huaqiang, Shen Heng pried open the compartment of the tea can, inside there was a piece of note wrapped around a pair of glittering gold earrings.
The note was unfolded, and the heading was the code number of Lu Zhanguo’s unit written in red.
