Chapter Seventy Clues

  "Report!"

  Just as Song Zuyun was about to announce the adjournment of the meeting, a policeman appeared at the door of the conference room, loudly reporting and holding a package that looked like a large envelope with something inside.

  "Come in!" Song Zuoyun furrowed his brow, he disliked being disturbed when holding meetings, this was something everyone knew, could it be that there was some exceptionally important matter?

  "Director Song, just now someone brought something and specifically asked me to hand it over to you." The policeman walked up to him, saluted spiritedly and said loudly.

  Song Zuoyun raised his head and gave him a white eye, but did not reach out to take it. He said discontentedly: "What kind of thing can be given to me? Is it money? Is it a bomb? You'll just bring it to me? What if there's a problem? How do you do things?"

  The tone was very severe, and the policeman suddenly became flustered, with sweat beads on his nose tip, and his voice also became somewhat unsteady. He stammered: "Director Song, this... I didn't mean to, it's just that he said this is an important clue for the kidnapping case, you're in a meeting discussing the case, I was worried you might need it, so I rushed to bring it in."

  "What, an important clue to the kidnapping case?" Song Zuoyun's eyes lit up immediately, and he hastily grabbed the package, ready to open it.

  Although Leng Bing Xue has returned safely, the case remains unsolved and his heart is uneasy. As for the so-called "Black Knight" case, the deceased was a heinous criminal with no innocent victims, and Leng Bing Xue wasn't particularly enthusiastic about it. Moreover, that person was Leng Bing Xue's lifesaver, and out of respect, he didn't want to take on the case unless absolutely necessary. However, with the recent kidnapping case reaching a stalemate due to the deaths of several kidnappers, Leng Bing Xue is now troubled. Now that a lead has been delivered to his doorstep, how can he not be overjoyed?

  At this moment, He Yunsheng hastily grabbed his hand and said in a low voice: "Director Song, this package has not been security checked yet..."

  "Haha." Song Zuoyun laughed loudly and said, "What's there to be afraid of? Just this small package, could it possibly hide a bomb inside? I just said that earlier to warn him, how could it be so serious?"

  Ke He Yun didn't understand at all and insisted on saying: "Director Song, as a leader, you should set an example by following safety protocols. We have to be responsible for your safety."

  Song Zuoyun was taken aback for a moment, although He Yunsheng did not follow his own meaning, but in his heart, he felt relieved and very pleased. He pointed at He Yunsheng with a smile and scolded: "You little He, you just love to be serious. The big hat is already on your head, looking at this appearance, I must execute it now, otherwise the sin would be too great."

  Everyone else started laughing too, whether it was really funny or not, this pose had to be made.

  He Yunsheng also touched his head and smiled, but in his heart he was warm, Song Ju being able to explain it clearly showed that he didn't consider himself an outsider. He waved his hand to signal one of his subordinates to come over and have it tested quickly.

  The several deputy posts next to him couldn't help but sigh in their hearts: "Who said He Yunsheng is a straightforward person, without any crooked thoughts? Look at how well he flatters and fawns, not revealing any flaws, it's really making them feel ashamed."

  Since Song Zuyun became the secretary of the Political and Legal Committee and entered the municipal standing committee, his power has been increasing day by day. Those who used to be on the same starting line as him and had some reservations about his leadership have long since put aside those unrealistic ideas.

  It's really not everyone's fault, and there's still hope that someone will give up easily? At first, everyone was still a car, even if Song Zuyun temporarily took the lead, but everyone still had the possibility of catching up. But once they found out that this car suddenly turned into an airplane, it was completely in a different league, and they could only watch from afar, put away their own small thoughts, and resigned themselves to their fate. Otherwise, being thrown into the cold palace and sitting on a cold bench would be even more unbearable.

  The safety check was completed quickly and there were no safety hazards, so Song Zuoyun took over and opened the contents.

  Everyone's attention was focused on Song Zuyun, both curious and expectant. This case was like a heavy burden, weighing everyone down so much that they couldn't breathe, if it were really as said earlier, with important clues, the case would be solved, not only would they gain face in front of the mayor, but also finally be able to go home and sleep soundly with their eyes closed.

  There weren't many things in the bag, just a few pieces of paper and a small notebook filled with dense writing. The words were very small, and due to the distance and angle, everyone couldn't see the content clearly. But Song Zuyun's facial expression became somewhat complex, as if he was deep in thought, as if he had suddenly realized something, as if he was angry, and yet also happy...

  Seeing this scene, the crowd's mind was even more filled with doubts. What exactly was recorded inside that would make Song Zuyun have such an expression? If it weren't for the fact that they still adhered to those underlying rules and norms in their hearts, who knows when someone would rush forward to take a look.

  After roughly glancing over the things in front of him, Song Zuyun slightly hesitated before asking: "The person who delivered the goods, is he still here?" His tone was very calm, but carried a sense of solemnity and unquestionability.

  Everyone quickly found the police officer who had just delivered the goods, and this matter was most clearly understood by asking him.

  This policeman is called Pang Zhiqiang, who has just graduated from the police academy and hasn't been in the municipal bureau for long. He usually does some behind-the-scenes work and his usual contact with leaders is only the head of the department. Just now, he was delivering something to Song Zuyun, which can be considered as his first close contact with a leader.

  This time I was hastily called to the conference room, and I didn't know what had happened. Standing in front of so many leaders, under their scrutinizing gaze, my heart was racing with anxiety, not knowing whether it was good or bad luck, even my legs were slightly trembling.

  After listening carefully to the question, he finally relaxed his tense emotions a little and said cautiously: "He put down his things and left. However..."

  He secretly observed the leaders' facial expressions, and when Song Zuyun heard that the man had left, his eyebrows jumped slightly, and he was shocked again. He immediately said: "However, I know this person, named Wang Zhi, who lives on the corner of the main street in front, and runs a small noodle shop with good taste. I often go to eat..."

  "What's the point of saying all this? Get to the main point!" said Political Commissar Wu Xiongfei somewhat impatiently.

  Everyone looked at him and thought to themselves: "Others haven't said anything about Song Zuyun, what are you showing off for? No wonder everyone dislikes this kind of behavior."

  As expected, Song Zuoyun's face turned even darker, but he didn't say anything. He just looked at Pang Zhiqiang and gestured for him to continue speaking.

  Pang Zhiqiang didn't understand, so he continued to speak: "I guess he also thought I was more familiar with him, and earlier he gave me something, saying it was a clue about the kidnapping case, and asked me to pass it on to Director Song. At the time, I also found it strange - how did he know about the kidnapping case, and that there were clues? We had sealed off all information about this."

  "So I asked him, and he told me that this thing was discovered by someone who slipped it through the door crack when they opened up this morning. There was also a note and 20 yuan attached to it, saying that the bag contained important clues for a kidnapping case. Since the person couldn't go to the public security bureau themselves, they asked him to help send it over and specifically requested that it be given to Director Song. The 20 yuan was payment for his trouble. If he took the money but didn't help send the thing to the public security bureau, not only would it delay the police's handling of the case, but he would also suffer retaliation from the person himself."

  "So he thought about it and decided to send the stuff over. When he came, he asked me if the kidnapping case was real, I dismissed him with a few words, then I sent the stuff to Director Song, that's what happened..."

  Everyone who heard it also felt a little surprised, who is this person? How did he know that there was a kidnapping case and how did he grasp the important clues of the kidnapping case? Is it a coincidence that an enthusiastic citizen understood the truth or was he originally one of the planners and participants in the kidnapping case? If he was indeed a participant in the kidnapping case, why would he choose to report the clue to the public security organ? Is it a guilty conscience or another hidden situation...

  Song Zuyun didn't care much about what they thought, and said to He Yunsheng: "Send someone to the Wang Zhi's house again to see if there are any other discoveries. I'm going to report the situation to Mayor Leng now."

  "Yes, I'll go myself." Leng Yunshan replied loudly.

  Song Zuyun didn't say anything, and hastily walked out. As he passed by Pang Zhiqiang's side, he suddenly stopped for a moment, gave him a glance with a hint of appreciation, patted his shoulder and said: "Good kid, keep up the good work."

  With just one sentence, Pang Zhiqiang was as if electrocuted, starting from his shoulders and gradually spreading throughout his body, his whole body felt weak, a different kind of feeling rose up from the bottom of his heart, could this be the feeling of happiness.

  As the secretary of the Municipal Law Committee and the director of the Public Security Bureau, he was an existence that Pang Zhiqiang could only look up to in his daily life. Now, he unexpectedly praised himself in front of so many leaders, this happiness came too suddenly, making him feel like he was dreaming, not daring to believe it.

  Song Zuyun had already walked far away, while Pang Zhiqiang was still there in a daze.

  Although others were secretly scolding him for his good luck, they couldn't help but come forward and try to get closer to him, openly or secretly expressing their congratulations. Who made him catch Song Ju's eye? Maybe Song Ju just said that and would forget about it tomorrow, but if there was even a slight chance, wouldn't he be foolish not to take advantage of it?

  In this world, it's better to have no friends than to have enemies. You can't explain when you'll trip and fall, it's just a trap set by someone you unintentionally offended in the past.

  Pang Zhiqiang reminded himself to be calm, composed and dignified, but his face couldn't hide the smile that had already betrayed him. This wasn't his fault, after all, how many people could remain unruffled and unflappable in such a situation, unless they were old veterans who had lost their edge?

  Song Zuoyun hastily arrived at Leng Yunyi's office, saw Du Guoping standing at the door smoking, and couldn't help but smile: "What's wrong, nicotine addiction again?" Both of them were considered to be Leng Yunyi's trusted subordinates. Although Song Zuoyun was higher in rank, Du Guoping was closer to Leng Yunyi personally, so they got along well with each other. Generally, Song Zuoyun didn't put on airs in front of Du Guoping.

  When Song Zuyun arrived, Du Guoping also smiled and said: "Secretary Song is here, no way, I've been wanting to quit for a long time, but this addiction is really too big, can only run out and take two puffs." Because Leng Yunyi doesn't smoke, so everyone generally doesn't smoke in his office. If the nicotine craving comes, they just run out and take two puffs to satisfy their cravings. Song Zuyun has also had such experiences.

  "Why quit smoking all of a sudden? Try one of mine." Song Zuyun pulled out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it over, then asked in a low voice, "Is the boss busy?"

  "Secretary Song's cigarette, I must savor it carefully, haha!" Du Guoping took the cigarette with both hands and said: "The boss just finished the phone call, now he should be free."

  Leng Yun and Fei Yuan Company had a phone call about the Xichang Steel Factory, and he couldn't help but feel anxious. Because on the other end of the phone, Zhu Jianjun from Fei Yuan Company explicitly stated that if they couldn't make a decision within a week, the acquisition of Xichang Steel Factory by Fei Yuan Company would be indefinitely postponed, as he would be flying to Japan next week and wouldn't have the energy to take care of things on this end.

  Put down the phone and thought for a while, Leng Yun Ai made up her mind to submit the whole thing to the Standing Committee for discussion. After all, Fei Yuan Company can wait, but Xichang Government and Steel Factory cannot wait. Every day is a heavy burden. If Fei Yuan Company gives up, where else can they find such a company with both strength and reputation?

  Just then, Deputy Secretary Du Guoping came in to report: "Mayor Leng, Secretary Song Zuyun has arrived and wants to see you."

  There is often a person with multiple roles, if each stall follows its own shout, it will easily cause confusion. Therefore, within the system, they generally call him by his highest position. Song Zuyun's highest position was Secretary of the Municipal Law Committee, so Du Guoping called him Secretary.

  Leng Yun furrowed his brow slightly and criticized: "Didn't I tell you, when Secretary Song Zuyun comes, don't announce it, just ask him to come in directly?"

  Du Guoping was criticized, but instead of being depressed, he said with a smile: "I also told Secretary Song this, but he insisted that I make an announcement."

  Leng Yun covered her smile and scolded: "Are you listening to me or him? Remember next time, let him come in himself, otherwise don't let him come in."

  Because the door was open, Song Zuyun outside also heard it and quickly walked in with a smile: "Mayor, isn't this forcing ducks onto a perch? If others find out, they'll just say I don't understand the rules... I'm a person full of flaws, my only strong point is respecting leaders."

  The rich connotation in this sentence is worth careful consideration.

  Song Zuoyun was talking to Leng Yun, and Du Guoping naturally knew the measure, not interrupting, but just smiled slightly, took out the good tea that Fei Yuan Company gave to Leng Yun to brew for him, and then left.

  A good secretary not only needs to be able to speak and write well, but also needs to understand the nuances of human relationships and know how to handle situations appropriately. When others are polite to you, it's because they respect the person behind you and their status; if you don't catch on and overstep your bounds, you'll quickly be abandoned by your superiors.

  "The tea here is really fragrant, it's truly a delight to drink!" Song Zuoyun exclaimed after taking a sip. This wasn't him trying to flatter on purpose. The tea leaves were Wuyi Mountain Da Hong Pao, bought by Zhu Jianjun at a high price, although not the top grade, but still very expensive, with a price that far exceeded Leng Yunyi's monthly salary, how could it be compared to the tea Song Zuoyun usually drank?

  This was also unknown to Leng Yun, otherwise she wouldn't have dared to accept it, let alone drink it.

  "You've come all the way to my office, not just to drink tea, are you?" Cold Yun said with a smile: "Speak up, what's the matter? If it's good news, I'll pack two taels of this tea for you to take away when you leave."

  "That's a great sentiment!" Song Zu Yun was delighted when he heard this. Although he didn't know what kind of tea it was, just based on the fragrance and flavor, it was definitely good tea. If he could get two taels from Leng Yun Fei, it would be enough to make others jealous to death.

  He handed over the thing in his hand to Leng Yun and quickly told him about the situation, saying: "This is a big deal, I'm the only one who has seen this thing, no one else knows what's inside."

  Leng Yun listened with a poker face, not saying anything, but seriously looking at the documents in her hand, page by page, as if she wanted to memorize all the content.

  Song Zuoyun didn't say much more. Many things were not for him to consider at his level, so he just slowly sipped the tea in his hand and savored it carefully, seeming to find it more flavorful with each sip.

  After a long while, Leng Yun Ai finally put down the thing in his hand, rubbed his eyes and asked Song Zu Yun: "What do you think about this matter?"

  Song Zuoyun put down the teacup in his hand, slightly pondered and said: "The things on this are very detailed and specific, absolutely not like fake ones. With this thing, we have every reason to first bring people in for questioning, while we continue to investigate and collect evidence, one by one verify. As long as the evidence is conclusive, the case can be closed. Even if someone wants to intervene, I'm afraid they will have to weigh it carefully."

  Leng Yun stood up and walked to the window, gazing out at the hazy rain scene outside. "I'm not thinking about them," he said, "but rather who it is that's throwing these things out there. Who is this person? What's their purpose?"

  "Boss, what you said is indeed a problem, but no matter what his purpose is, at least we can catch the real culprit behind Xiao Han's kidnapping, which will also help us solve the current steel plant problem. Such an opportunity cannot be missed."

  "The true culprit who has been pushed out may not be the real one!" Leng Yun Yi muttered to herself.

  However, it seems that Song Zuyun's words have strengthened Leng Yunyue's determination, and neither Xiaohan's kidnapping case nor the impending problem of Xichang Steel Factory can make him retreat.

  Leng Yun sank into deep thought for a moment before finally saying: "Zu Yun, call Xu Feng and ask him to come over so we can discuss this thoroughly."

  This should have been the secretary's job, but Song Zuyun indeed eagerly picked up the phone, and his heart was still joyful. The boss wasn't being polite to himself, didn't this mean that the boss didn't treat him as an outsider?

  Not long after, Xu Feng, the secretary of the Municipal Discipline Inspection Commission, also rushed to Leng Yunfei's office. This made Du Guoping outside wonder: Could it be that the boss is going to make another big move? Last time these three giants gathered together, they brought down the former mayor Hong Gang in just a few days, what about this time?

  But he could only think about these things in his heart and didn't dare to make wild guesses, or else who knows how many people would lose sleep at night.