Chapter 407 The Crown Prince? I'm not as good as a beggar
Facing Jiang Wei, Nuan Nuan just got up and went back to the guest room to sleep without saying anything.
Her temper was so bad that Han Qian had no choice but to bother with her.
I just said that my wife doesn’t like to talk.
Jiang Wei paid attention to this, sat on the sofa and pointed at the old man beside him.
"Cai Qinghu's immediate boss, JCY's number one, just call him Dean Song."
"JJW's second in command, just call him Director Zhao."
"The provincial court's, You don’t need to know the position. The two of them are left with arrest warrants and handcuffs. Whether you will be taken away by me today depends on whether I stamp this piece of paper.”
Han Qian looked at the documents on the table and nodded, saying softly.
"Okay, since I came with my identity, I won't pour water for you."
Jiang Wei hummed. He didn't seem to be planning to drink water. The living room became very quiet. Occasionally, he could hear the sound of Nuan Nuan playing mobile games. The weird and quiet atmosphere lasted for about fifteen minutes. Jiang Wei looked at it. Even though Han Qian meant to speak, he spoke first.
"Han Qian, there are too many things that I won't ask you. I want to ask you a few questions on the phone today."
Han Qian nodded.
“You said it.”
Cai Qinghu’s immediate boss spoke.
"I have a few questions here. The first is Cui Jincan beside you. This is our report on extracting Cui Li's blood DNA at the place where Gou Dapao died!"
A report was placed on the table. , then the old man took out another report and said again.
"This is the hair extracted from the officials who were killed in the capital a few days ago, and it matches Cui Li's blood DNA! Now we ask for comparison with the sample extracted from Cui Jincan around you!"
Han Qian He narrowed his eyes slightly and leaned forward.
“Do you now suspect that I am harboring the criminal Cui Li?”
Cai Qinghu's immediate boss nodded.
"Yes! All the criminals in the Mid-Autumn Festival robbery were arrested except Cui Li, so we need to do an investigation!"
Han Qian nodded, picked up his mobile phone and called Ye Zhi.
"Yeats, send the report on Cui Jincan's DNA to my side..."
Before Han Qian could speak, the old dean said.
"Don't tell me, I want to see myself!"
Yeats on the other side of the phone hesitated for about two seconds and replied with a frown.
"Can Mr. Han wait? Jin Can has already left Binhai to fly to South Korea to visit his family. It seems to be about the marriage with Xiao Yang Jia. There is a high probability that he will come back after getting married there and getting the certificate! I am now Flying to South Korea?"
Han Qian said indifferently.
“Wait for the call.”
After hanging up the phone, Han Qian raised his head and looked at the old dean, smiling.
"I'm sorry, you didn't inform me in advance. Xiao Yang Jia and Cui Jincan have been talking for a long time, and everyone in Binhai knows it! If there is no rush, wait for him to come back?"
The old dean said to Han Qian narrowed his eyes and said.
"You little bastard, are you playing this trick? Then don't blame me, an old guy, for being unreasonable."
After saying that, he waved his hands to the two young people standing.
"Cai Qinghu is not feeling well. Please take paid leave. The time will be notified later."
Han Qian stared at the young man who took out his mobile phone, stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth. The young man who took out his mobile phone hesitated. He saw murderous intent in Han Qian's eyes. After a stalemate for about half a minute, Han Qian's cell phone rang.
Looking at the number, Han Qian frowned, answered the phone and whispered.
“Mom?”
“The future is over now!”
"Mom?"
"Be obedient!"
The phone was hung up, Han Qian's eyes softened, and he licked his lips at the old dean.
"Whatever, my wife should rest for a while."
At this time, the guy named Zhao spoke and smiled.
"Han Qian, your private life is a bit chaotic! Which daughter-in-law should take a rest?"
Han Qian raised his eyebrows.
"What about fighting? My wife is Cai Qinghu."
"What about warmth? You two live together."
"I came to see my ex-wife break the law?"
Director Zhao chuckled and JCY Dean Song said again.
"We can wait for Cui Jincan's matter, there's no rush! Let's talk about the second thing. Can you give me an explanation for Feng Lun's escape from prison?"
Han Qian said coldly.
"First give me an explanation for Gou Dapao's escape from prison!"
Dean Song slapped the table and said angrily.
"Han Qian, you are not qualified to negotiate terms with us!"
Han Qian looked at the coffee table and smiled.
"Four thousand! You are ready to lose money. Zhao Hanqing is in Binhai. I will call him over to chat with you. I will give my father Gu a call by the way. Feng Lun followed my father south. Is it because of this? I escaped from prison, my old father came to tell you!”
“You used your identity to suppress me?”
“Did you forget that you used your identity to suppress me just now?” >
Han Qian got angry. The door to the guest room was pushed open. Wen Nuan, who had changed his clothes, walked into the kitchen. Not long after, he walked out with a pot of tea. Wen Nuan poured tea for several people and smiled, then returned to the guest room again. Han Qian sighed while holding the tea cup.
"I don't know about Feng Lun. Ask me about this matter, Father Gu."
Dean Song nodded.
"Okay, I will ask about this. Han Qian, let me ask you the third thing, where did you hide Zhou Le."
"I don't know, I don't know, I haven't seen him, I have suffered from amnesia, and it has become a bit serious recently. I can’t remember who Zhou Le is. If you don’t believe me, go to various hospitals and check the examination records. I have a big problem with my head!”
Han Qian started to act rogue.
Dean Song leaned forward and said coldly.
"Are you forcing me to jerk off Cai Qinghu? With Zhou Hui protecting me, there's nothing I can do about it?"
Han Qian didn't say anything, Director Zhao on the side laughed. .
"Old Song, you are so good, why are you acting like a bandit! Han Qian, I also have a few questions to ask you. Yang Yidi from Fushan was in a car accident. The surveillance showed that you appeared in Fushan that day. Mountain." Han Qian nodded.
"Yes! We were in a car accident together, and it was also the car accident that caused my brain problems."
"No, no, no, no! Han Qian! Don't lie!"
Director Zhao took out an inspection report and put it on the table, smiling.
"The inspection report of Changqing Hospital! The inspection report of Jingcheng Hospital, the inspection report of Fengtian Hospital, and the inspection report of Binhai Hospital are all written in detail. You have a virus that caused brain tissue damage! In addition, And the tattoo on your right arm was severely burned, but we went to many hospitals to get it No record of your treatment was found! After you returned, you frequently appeared in Fushan. Soon after, the government offices in Fushan and Panchun were investigated. What is the relationship between you and Yang Yidi? Needing answers that will determine whether she spends the rest of her life in prison."
Han Qian smiled.
"Haha, you have figured me out clearly! Yang Yidi? We have a good relationship. Fushan's resources are exhausted. I will drive Fushan's economy. I have the ability and the funds."
Director Zhao smiled slightly.
"Prince of the Black Empire! Don't be so nervous. It's just a small matter. I don't care what you did. What I care about is the people involved with you. Where did the list in your hand come from? Feng Lun was only from Binhai, so why did you have the entire Fengtian list in your hand? Or maybe it was you who planned the Mid-Autumn Festival party! "
Han Qian! She raised her finger at him.
"The evidence speaks for itself! Don't imitate Qin Hui!"
Director Zhao laughed.
"Of course, I have to speak with evidence. There is a record. You made many calls to nursery rhyme's school to help him."
Han Qian sneered.
"If you are as serious about your work as you are about me, there is no need for me to call grandpa and beg grandma to sue grandma? What? It's a good thing that Chen Qiang runs the Hope Primary School. My primary school for farmers' children is just a few phone calls away. Is it illegal? Isn’t it Chen Zhan who bullied my father?”
Director Zhao was not angry at all and laughed.
“Just asking a few questions, don’t be so nervous! Han Qian, look at this. Six years ago, Binhai developed the Dongcheng land, and you were close to Changxiang, Glory, and Shuncheng all got the land. Resources."
Han Qian replied coldly.
“Tu Xiao and I have a better relationship, Wei Tiancheng and I also have a good relationship, Ai Kun and Huitian don’t seem to be involved, and when Glory went to get the land in Dongcheng, the price was 100% higher than the price at that time. Fifth, Glory and Changxiang have the ability. Shuncheng started out in real estate. Is there a problem? Another thing you need to know is that the chairman of Changxiang Group at the time was Lin Mengde, not me, Han Qian!”
Zhao! The director smiled.
"That's right, how do you explain the land in the villa now, 20 million? Even buying stones is more than this price."
"You are looking for someone to buy stones now."
The words fell to Han. Qian took out his cell phone and called Yeats.
“Let the Aikun Group drive a forklift to the villa and push the villa away!”
“I know Mr. Han!!”
Yeats didn't ask anything, hung up the phone, Han Qian put down the phone and smiled.
"Before you continue to ask, tell me your name first. When people ask, I have something to say. I have to say that it was Zhao Moumou who said it. I said that Han Qian got the land cheap. You I want to tear it down and sell the stones."
Director Zhao said with a squinted smile.
"Whatever, I don't care about this. City management has nothing to do with me."
Han Qian smiled.
"That's great. My mother sent me a text message a penny ago to tell me that you would say something similar, otherwise I would really think of you as a character like Li Shaoqi! Your department should be affiliated with my mother Zhou's office, right? Record me I will send it to my mother Zhou, and then we will continue talking about the next question."
The smile disappeared from Director Zhao's face, and Jiang Wei laughed.
"Little Han Qian, what are you doing? Why are you so impatient when you are just joking?"
Han Qian said with a smile.
"Why are you so impatient? I have a very good temper, I am never impatient, and I have good manners with my elders. If you ask, I will answer. But what did you ask and how did I answer? I have to talk to you. Let me tell you, my mother Zhou. Isn’t it against the law to chat with my mother Zhou? ”
Jiang Wei nodded and smiled.
"Of course it's not illegal. They have what they ask, and I have what I ask, Han Qian! How do you explain this black empire? There was a kidnapping case in Binhai, and the solution is one of yours Call, the other party let me go."
Han Qian smiled and said.
"Isn't this the answer to the Black Empire? I'm from a low background, uneducated, and a warm-hearted bad guy. People in Binhai are willing to give me, Han Qian, some face. Can you accept my explanation? If you can’t explain it, I’ll put it another way, right? Then I’m going to ask a few of you today, what is black?”
Dean Song? Without saying anything, Director Zhao chuckled. Han Qian looked at Jiang Wei and narrowed his eyes.
"Black is easy to explain. As for the empire, the empire needs to be rich, right? It needs people, right? My properties are all public. I don't have any property in my name. The most I have in my bank card is only a few hundred thousand, and they are all instantaneous. It’s gone, maybe it’s just to help others! If you want to say something! If I have more than a few hundred thousand, I would like to see how much assets your family has. Today I will risk my money. If your assets are more than mine, then you are a black empire. Can I understand this? "
A few people stopped talking, Han Qian said again.
“I have never killed anyone, and look at the wounds on my body. Which black empire prince would be beaten like this? These are two bullet holes, this is a knife wound, there are My miserable black empire? Let’s talk about marriage. After I got married to Cai Qinghu, we had our property notarized. What’s hers is hers, and what’s mine is mine. Cai Qinghu didn’t even have a wedding. Is this a black empire?”
“By the way, if you investigate my call records, why don’t you investigate my life records in 12 to 15 years? I have been working at the Honor Group. Let’s call the bus company and check the surveillance! I will go to herd cattle in a year or five. This is the Black Emperor. Country? Did I steal someone else’s business? Check, did I pay Xu Hongchang a cent? What is the meaning of a black empire? My Black Empire? How about I hold it in my hand? Let’s not talk about other places, let’s talk about Binhai. I, Han Qian, stuffed an acquaintance through the yamen gate. Son? I'm Han Qian's relative at the Yamen Gate. I hold the list. What did I do? Who did I threaten to open a back door for me? Living, this? The prince? The prince of the country is not as pitiful as me, right?"
Jiang Wei lit a cigarette and said with a smile.
"Don't be so excited. We are just asking. I need an explanation about Niu Xiaohua."
Han Qian nodded.
"I also need an explanation for A Da's death, I also need an explanation for Zheng Jing's death, and I need an explanation for Yang Caihuan's death even more."
Dean Song frowned.
"Yang Caihuan is pregnant with Feng Lun's child, how do you explain it."
Han Qian said indifferently.
"He followed my father Gu down south. Go and ask my father if he didn't take care of people. Now that Yang Caihuan is dead, you were forced to death. Feng Lun put this account on my head, Then give me an explanation?"
"We don't need to explain to you!"
"Then you ask me, Mother Zhou, to explain it to you! Go! If you have any questions, ask quickly. I’m going to the morgue to attend tomorrow’s funeral.”
At this moment, Han Qian’s phone rang. Looking at the number on the screen, Han Qian said. Qian grabbed the phone first and hung up the call. The next second, Han Qian's hands were handcuffed. Jiang Wei picked up Han Qian's phone and dialed the number.
After the call was connected, both parties were silent, and the other party did not hang up. Jiang Wei said coldly.
"Feng Lun."
"Yes! Tell Han Qian that tomorrow, the first day of my woman's life, will be Han Qian's funeral!"
The phone was hung up, Jiang Wei looked at Han Qian with complicated eyes, and then waved to the young man holding Han Qian down.
"Open the handcuffs."
Han Qian stood up and took out the scissors from under the coffee table. He took two deep breaths and put the scissors back, then sat on the ground and spoke.
"Keep asking! No problem, I'm going to bed."
Han Qian stood up and walked into the guest room. The moment he closed the door, Han Qian clutched his chest with a face full of pain, and the wound tore open again. Wen Nuan stepped forward and took out the gauze to hold Han Qian's chest, pulled Han Qian up, opened the door and left the house directly.
Jiang Wei, who stayed in the living room, glared at Director Zhao fiercely and scolded him coldly.
“Look at the good things you have done! Can’t you be more tactful?”
At this moment, Cheng Jin called, full of confusion and confusion.
"Jiang Shuji, what happened? Why did the forklift go to the villa and push the door down?"
Huh? Um? Um? Sixteen thousand words? Apologize to me! ! ! ! Call me Brother Huan! ! ! !
(End of this chapter)