After the divorce, the ex-wife became a creditor

Cheng Jin's home is not small, with four bedrooms and two living rooms, and the decoration is very good. Han Qian looked up and down Cheng Jin's home in his slippers, holding his chin and said softly.

"Lao Cheng, you are quite corrupt. This house must be at least 200 square meters, right? I have inquired about this location. It is the most expensive in the city, costing more than 7,000 square meters. I have studied decoration, and the decoration of your house is about 1 square meters. million."

Cheng Jin pointed at Han Qian who was so angry that he couldn't speak. The permanent secretary pulled Han Qian and explained in a low voice.

"Don't lie. Our mayor's wife is from a relatively wealthy family. She bought this house."

"Dowry? Old Cheng, have you renewed your marriage?"

"Little brat!"

The permanent secretary stopped Cheng Jin and finally explained it to Han Qian before he understood that Cheng Jin's daughter-in-law's family situation was relatively good. She was a demolished household with a house and land. She only had two daughters in the family, so she gave Cheng Jin a new house. This house Cheng Jin None of the names are on it.

When Han Qian stared at Cheng Jin suspiciously, an apron was thrown over.

"Not long ago, I had a meal with Director Qian of Glory and Director Lin of Changxiang. Director Qian praised you very much and said that you are good at cooking. Go and cook."

"I dont go."

"If you don't go, I will take back the land in Dongcheng."

"You take it back and I'll...you! Eat! What!"

The permanent secretary showed a smile on his face. If he wasn't an enemy of Han Qian, he would be really cute.

After searching for a long time in Cheng Jin's kitchen, I found a few bags of Sanxian Yi noodles. Isn't this delicious when soaked?

At the dinner table in the evening.

Three plates of fried instant noodles, with a bowl of chili sauce as a side dish. During this period, the permanent secretary kept calling. At seven o'clock in the evening, Wen Nuan called and asked where Han Qian was. Han Qian took a photo of Cheng Jin with his smartphone. , and then asked the permanent secretary how to send photos to Wen Nuan without using MMS, which was too expensive.

While the secretary was teaching the caveman how to use a smartphone, Cheng Jin received a call. He frowned and hung up the phone after a few hums. He stood up and patted the secretary on the shoulder.

"Go to the Yamen Gate. Ma Houcai really has a problem. Han Qian comes with me."

"I won't go, the warmth will let me go home."

"When the permanent secretary was in the army, he was the top pick in fighting for three consecutive years."

"It's an honor for me to drive for you two."

Han Qian picked up the key on the table, opened the door and went downstairs. Cheng Jin looked at the wide open door and said helplessly.

"Is this just a thing to break up with Feng Lun?"

The permanent secretary chuckled.

"Have you forgotten who slapped Guan Dagou in District 8 with his bruised face? He slapped that shrew in Li Dahai's house twice, but you still forgot that his mother-in-law is Sister Jin He. "

Li Jinhe!

How could you not recognize Cheng Jin?

He covered his head and sighed helplessly again, and then said softly.

"A lot of Feng Lun's blood was found on Han Qian's unconscious clothes, right? It should be true that the screwdriver pierced Feng Lun's right leg. I always feel that Han Qian and Feng Lun will continue to meet, and that meeting was When two people were trying to kill each other, the bullet pierced the shoulder and the screwdriver pierced the right leg! It was all excruciating pain."

The permanent secretary's face became a little nervous and he said anxiously.

"You mean Feng Lun will kill Han Qian?"

"How could I be so willing to let Han Qian wear his carefully sewn wedding dress when he is bound to retaliate? Let's go. I hope I'm overthinking it."

Cheng Jin and the permanent secretary didn't look very good when they went downstairs. The permanent secretary looked at Han Qian who was sitting in the driver's seat of an Audi, playing the most popular DJ at the moment. Is he a miserable child or a proud child? The permanent secretary whispered.

"Mayor, do you think Han Qian will be a kid tied up in the temple?"

"Feudal superstition! You are from the army, you can't believe these things, get in the car."

The child who was brought here?

There is a bit of superstition here. It is because newlyweds have not been pregnant for a long time after getting married, so they will go to temples to pray and worship Buddha. Or they have been in poor health since childhood, so they went to temples to burn incense and make wishes.

This child was given to you by the 'gods'.

Of course, Cheng Jin didn't believe this kind of thing, not at all.

Arriving at the yamen gate, Cheng Jin and the permanent secretary got off the car and hurried into the municipal building. Han Qian was left in the car and waited for two hours. At 10:30 in the evening, Han Qian wanted to go home. He got in the car and went to Cheng Jin's office to look for someone, but there was no one there. Then Han Qian mustered up the courage and opened the door of Niu Guodong's office.

The first thing he saw was Cai Qinghu with his arm wrapped in bandages. Han Qian rushed forward with a quick stride, frowning and said in a deep voice.

"Did someone attack you?"

Cai Qinghu had just helped him drive away Lin Mengde last night. Even if Han Qian wanted to downplay his feelings for the woman around him, he should be anxious at this moment. There were not many people at the Yamen who didn't want to arrest Han Qian.

There are only three inside and outside.

Cheng Jin, Li Jinhai, Cai Qinghu.

At first, Cai Qinghu didn't feel aggrieved. When he saw Han Qian's eager expression, his eyes were filled with mist and he said aggrievedly.

"Mr., my arm is ruined."

Hearing these words, Han Qian stood up, took a deep breath, and in the next second his left leg was on the table and rushed towards Qiao Hongbin. The secretary was the quickest to react. He had already guessed that Han Qian would be so impulsive and hugged him. Han Qian quickly explained.

"Xiao Qian, Xiao Qian, please don't be impulsive. When Xiao Hu took people to check Ma Houcai's kitchen cabinets, they found clues. Ma Houcai overturned the kettle in nervousness, which happened to wet Xiao Hu who was squatting on the ground to check. , I’ve been to the hospital, it’s a slight burn, it won’t leave any scars.”

Han Qian pointed at Qiao Hongbin, his teeth itched with anger, he threw away the permanent secretary and turned to look at Cai Qinghu.

"When you have scars, go get a tattoo on your arm, and I will get one with you."

The common sense book said helplessly.

"People are not allowed to have tattoos at the Yamen Gate."

Cai Qinghu sat on the stool with her head down, tears falling down. Her arms didn't hurt at all when no one cared about her. Seeing Han Qian's anxious look, she felt the pain was unbearable. Han Qian walked to Cai Qinghu's side. Sit down and turn sideways to comfort the girl.

That one is gentle.

Cheng Jin couldn't stand it anymore, knocked on the table and said with a frown.

"I want to get tired of you two, so go home and get tired of it."

After saying this, Cheng Jin was stunned. Han Qian stood up and pulled Cai Qinghu out of the door. After a few steps, Cheng Jin grabbed him by the collar, dragged him back and threw him back to the chair. By coincidence, Cai Qinghu was directly hit by Han Qian. He pulled him into his arms and sat on Han Qian's lap.

Cai Qinghu was stunned, Han Qian gritted his teeth and stared at Cheng Jin, too angry to speak. Cheng Jin's face also looked slightly embarrassed, he coughed lightly and said in a deep voice.

"You're going to leave when I ask you to? Explain to me and Secretary Niu what you knew about Ma Houcai's problem. Why did you know about it?"

Han Qian looked at Cheng Jin in confusion and said softly.

"Isn't it right that I know? I know a lot."

Cheng Jin tilted his head and looked at Han Qian helplessly.

"I mean why would you report Ma Houcai at this time?"

Han Qian looked at Cheng Jin cutely and said softly.

"Isn't it right for me to tell you that someone is corrupt?"

puff!

Niu Guodong was the first one to burst out laughing. Looking at Cheng Jin's deflated look, he covered his face and laughed. Han Qian didn't want to laugh. Lao Cheng and I can make trouble no matter what, but you can't make fun of me. I'm not familiar with you, so I stretched out my hand and patted Cai Qinghu's lower back and said with a smile.

"What? It's more comfortable if I sit on top of you?"

This sentence made Cai Qinghu blush and stand up quickly. At this time, Han Qian smiled at Cheng Jin.

"I can guess who has reported me. Just calculate the current interests involved in the city and the direction of capital flow. Add in the fact that I was handcuffed without being convicted, and it was said that someone reported me. The status of this person It shouldn't be low, right? With what I'm doing now, it's easy to guess, I can't let the inspection team and the Yamenmen waste a day, can I?"

Cheng Jin stopped talking and turned to look at Niu Guodong. Qiao Hongbin from the inspection team curled his lips and thought to himself, "Didn't I reveal it to you?"

In fact, Han Qian had guessed it very early. When Qiao Hongbin said, "Mr. Han, you will also stay", Han Qian had a rough idea in his mind.

Niu Guodong threw a cigarette to Han Qian and when he took it and put it in his mouth, a cluster of flames appeared in front of him.

What happened to the girl now? Are you ready with a lighter?

Apart from warmth, she doesn't like Han Qian smoking. Niu Guodong whispered to Han Qian.

"You are very smart, do you want to come over and be my secretary?"

"Can you give me a salary of four million a year?"

"Four thousand a month."

"What about teasing a fool?"

"It's okay if you don't come. Just tell me where Feng Lun is now."

After hearing this, Han Qian frowned, closed his eyes and took a deep breath. The thumb of his right hand kept tapping every joint of his fingers. This silence lasted for ten minutes, and then he opened his eyes and sighed.

"In two days, he won't be taking trains and planes. Both of these will make him a turtle in the urn. Have you ever thought about it in reverse? After Feng Lun left the car there, his next stop was to return to the city. There should be someone at sea to help him, Cui Li next to him is very skilled, it is easy to hide something in the sea."

Niu Guodong shook his head after hearing this.

"It's impossible, the coastline has been blocked."

"No, you can't close the coastline. The sea will open on September 1st. Fishermen will go out to sea. You can't stop the fishermen in our coastal city because of Feng Lun. The best way for fishing boats is that even if they encounter inspections, Feng Lun and After staying in the city for two months, he spent a lot of time tampering with fishing boats. Even if you bring police dogs at sea, they can't be detected as long as they wear kelp or wipe their bodies with fishy fish, because you can't detect him at sea. A ship demolished.”

Niu Guodong spoke.

"The fishing boats can't go very far."

"They won't always take fishing boats. As long as they reach a contact place, Feng Lun can leave."

"Who will be contacted."

"Last time I only saw Cui Li, Feng Lun and Toad who surrendered. Didn't Toad explain that all his accomplices were abroad? Feng Lun was their backbone. I guess Feng Lunyi spent the past two months waiting for Feng Zhida to die. , on the other hand, he was transferring money to his accomplices. I guess Feng Lun should have met some officials involved in dangerous crimes, but they did not dare to make it public. "

"How to catch it?"

"You can't catch him. He went to the East China Sea. There are only small islands in the East China Sea. There are no countries."

"You really don't want to be my secretary?"

"Four million a year?"

"Take Qinghu to rest, it's very late."

Han Qian stood up and left, leaving Niu Guodong to quietly light a second cigarette. It would be difficult for Feng Lun to run away by himself, but if someone was helping behind his back, it would be too easy for him to leave.