Crazy, you call it a prosecutor

Chapter 1068 Meeting Song Wenhai Daegu Petitioner

Chapter 1068 Meeting Song Wenhai Daegu Petitioner

At the same time that Yu Renguo and Liang Zaixiao were discussing how to help Jiang Zhengtong win the title of Minister of the Second Supervision Department.
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the other side.

Seocho-gu.

Inside an apartment.

Huang Changshuo is handing a portfolio to Li Zaihua.

The young minister took the bag, opened the seal, poured out the documents inside, and asked while flipping through them.

"Is this guy reliable?"

Hear this.

Huang Changshuo smiled and said: "Don't worry, as long as this guy doesn't want to die, he has to do as I say!"

Li Zaihua nodded and continued to look through the documents in his hand.

Make sure the file is correct.

Li Zaihua said: "Thank you, Dean Huang. You should be clear about my relationship with Zhao Shulan. Whether you can seize the opportunity this time depends entirely on you!"

Huang Changshuo took a breath.

"I have made arrangements!"

Li Zaihua stuffed the documents back into the portfolio without stopping, got up and left.
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Time flies.

In a blink of an eye, dusk fell.

A helicopter took off from the helipad of a suburban estate.

21:10 in the evening.

The helicopter landed on the top floor of a five-star hotel in Daegu.

Liang Wuxing and several bodyguards had been waiting for a long time.

"boss!"

Li Zaihua asked directly: "Is the person here?"

Liang Wuxing replied.

"Here we are, waiting for you in the room."

Li Zaihua nodded.

"Take me there."

"Okay boss, please follow me."

Liang Wuxing led the way.

A group of people walked down the stairs.

As for the monitor in the corner, it has been covered.

Soon.

Several people came to a presidential suite.

Li Zaihua paused.

"You wait outside!"

Say it.

Li Zaihua opened the door and walked into the room.

Go through the entrance hall.

Li Zaihua glanced at Song Wenhai sitting on the sofa drinking.

Hear footsteps.

Song Wenhai turned around to look, quickly put down his wine glass and stood up to greet him.

"Minister Li, you are here."

Li Zaihua smiled and said: "Sorry, Prosecutor Song, I'm late."

Song Wenhai waved his hand.

"Minister Li made a special trip from Seoul to Daegu. It doesn't matter if he is late. Please take a seat."

"Thank you, Prosecutor Song."

Li Zaihua was not polite and sat down.

Song Wenhai followed closely behind.

Just sat down.

Song Wenhai said in a deep voice: "Minister Li, I wonder what happened to you in rushing to Daegu?"

After the last night banquet at Qingyun Tower, he received a bearer check from a Swiss bank like everyone else.

Other than that, the portfolio only has a few blank sheets of paper.

At the beginning, I learned through other people that everyone has their own tasks.

Song Wenhai secretly rejoiced for a long time when he received a few pieces of blank paper.

However, just a few days after being happy, I received a call from Li Zaihua yesterday evening and asked him to meet tonight.

Because of this incident, Song Wenhai couldn't sleep all night.

the reason is simple.

Song Wenhai also has the habit of watching the news.

The concentrated outbreak of cases such as Oriental Gallery, Longtai Pharmaceutical, Jeju Island Arms Case, Gao Group, etc. is obviously the result of the efforts of partners.

This also made Song Wenhai realize that Cui Shengyou, Zhen Xidao, Liu Guangshu and others had obtained the script from the beginning.

But when I got here, I couldn't get it right away, even if I didn't think about it.

A task that takes time to wait for is definitely a difficult task without even thinking about it.

The conversation that followed just confirmed Song Wenhai's speculation.

Li Zaihua placed the file bag he carried on the table and pushed it forward gently.

"Prosecutor Song, please take a look!"

Hear the sound.

Song Wenhai glanced at the young minister, picked up the bag, opened the seal, poured out the documents inside, and flipped through it.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Song Wenhai's face gradually became serious.

When he finished reading the last page.

Song Wenhai suddenly raised his head and looked at Li Zaihua.

"Minister Li, what are you doing?"

Don't wait for him to finish speaking.

Li Zaihua admitted bluntly: "Prosecutor Song, you are right, someone will file a lawsuit with the Daegu High Prosecutor's Office tomorrow!"

Song Wenhai took a deep breath.

"Minister Li, are you sure you're not mistaken?"

Li Zaihua said categorically: "Prosecutor Song, just take over this case and everything will be fine!"

Song Wenhai curled his lips and thought to himself, it's me who handles the matter, not you.

You must know that the targets of the lawsuit filed with the Daegu High Prosecutor's Office tomorrow are the National Intelligence Service and the current director of the National Intelligence Service, Park Lidong.

It is rare to sue national administrative agencies. Every time it occurs, it creates a fuss and attracts the attention of the whole society.

The Daegu High Prosecutor's Office will also be under the magnifying glass of media and public scrutiny.

Song Wenhai never wanted to touch such trouble.

"Minister Li, it's no joke to accuse the national administrative agencies. Isn't it too much of a fuss?"

It should be noted that the High Prosecutor's Office not only handles protest lawsuits, but also handles lawsuits against the state and legal proceedings.

The National Intelligence Service is one of the targets of the lawsuit.

Therefore, in comparison, Oriental Gallery, Longtai Pharmaceutical, Jeju Island Arms Case and Gao Group are childish.

After all, with the timeliness of news, the above cases will fade away with time.

Accusing the National Intelligence Service is different.

This involves the Zhao Shulanzheng Mansion, and reporters and ordinary citizens will pay unprecedented attention to it.

News about Oriental Gallery, Longtai Pharmaceutical, etc. may go unnoticed for a week or two.

However, as the most mysterious spy agency on the peninsula, the National Intelligence Agency also has people’s imagination about agents.

The impact may last for one month, two months, or even longer, which is extremely detrimental to the Daegu High Prosecutor's Office.

Faced with Song Wenhai's worries.

Li Zaihua made a promise.

"Prosecutor Song, since I'm asking you for help, how can I harm you? This matter will last for a week or two at most, or even less!"

Song Wenhai made it clear that he didn't believe it.

"Minister Li, you didn't lie to me?"

Li Zaihua said calmly: "Prosecutor Song, I am one of our own, what good will it do me to lie to you?"

Song Wenhai thought for a moment.

Everyone is in the same boat, and the young minister really has no reason to frame him.

"Minister Li, you really gave me a big problem!"

Li Zaihua smiled

"Thank you, Prosecutor Song!"

Say it.

Li Zaihua picked up the bottle and poured two glasses of wine, handed one to Song Wenhai, and then raised the glass.

"Prosecutor Song, I'd like to toast you!"

Song Wenjie took the wine glass.

boom!

A soft sound.

The cups collide together.

The two looked at each other, smiled, and drank the wine in one gulp.

after an hour.

The top floor of a five-star hotel.

Watching the helicopter turn into black spots in the sky.

Song Wenhai's eyes narrowed. He turned around and strode away.
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The next day.

8:45 am.

Daegu City.

Daegu High Prosecutor's Office.

A very haggard middle-aged man with a sign on his body was pushing the police officer at the door.

"Let me in, I want to see the prosecutor!"

Unfortunately, the police were unmoved.

The prosecutors who also drove to work did not stop to care about the petitioner.

Until a black car showed up.

inside the car.

The driver was preparing to drive past the petitioner.

Song Wenhai, who was sitting in the back row, suddenly asked: "What's going on in front?"

the driver replied.

"Prosecutor General, it is possible that he is petitioning."

Song Wenhai frowned.

"Since it's a petition, why are you blocking people outside the gate? What if you are photographed by a reporter? Stop the car!" The words fell.

The driver slammed on the brakes.

The black car parked next to the police officers and petitioners.

Song Wenhai pushed open the car door, stepped out, and said calmly: "What's going on?"

Meet the big boss of the Daegu High Prosecutor's Office.

The police officer immediately raised his hand in salute.

"Hello, Prosecutor General!"

Song Wenhai nodded and turned to the petitioner.

"Excuse me, what's the matter with you?"

The petitioner seemed to have seen a savior and asked excitedly: "Are you the prosecutor general?"

"Yes, it's me."

Song Wenhai responded gently: "How can I help you?"

Pfft!

The petitioner fell to his knees and shouted excitedly.

"Prosecutor General, I want to sue, I want to sue the National Intelligence Agency!"

Although I already knew that someone would accuse the National Intelligence Agency today.

Song Wenhai's heart was still beating hard.

Simultaneously.

The driver and police officer on the side also surprised the petitioner.

Song Wenhai calmed down and said solemnly: "Sir, did I hear you correctly? Do you want to sue the National Intelligence Agency?"

The petitioner nodded vigorously.

"Yes, prosecutor general, I want to accuse the National Intelligence Agency of collaborating with drug dealers to frame ordinary citizens for smuggling drugs for the sake of performance!"

As soon as this word comes out.

The driver and the police officer suddenly opened their eyes, as if they heard something incredible.

Song Wenhai said without changing his expression: "Who are you?"

Petitioner replied.

"I am the defendant's brother, and I have evidence that they framed my brother!"

Song Wenhai looked serious.

"Sir, let me ask you a question, where was your brother arrested?"

The petitioner said without hesitation: "Incheon, the Incheon District Prosecutor's Office is currently in charge of my brother's case."

"Incheon?"

Song Wenhai pretended to hesitate and said: "Your brother was arrested in Incheon. Even if you protest, you should go to the Seoul High Prosecutor's Office, right?"

The petitioner shook his head.

"Prosecutor General, I'm not here to help my brother reverse the case. I'm here to sue the National Intelligence Service and its director Pu Lidong for abusing their powers, inaction, and framing ordinary citizens, that is, my brother!"

Just finished speaking.

Song Wenhai said seriously: "Sir, do you understand how serious it is to accuse a national government agency?"

The petitioner gritted his teeth.

"Prosecutor General, if I hadn't been forced to do anything, how could I have dared to confront the National Intelligence Agency!"

Song Wenhai asked again.

"Sir, are you sure you don't regret it? There is no turning back when you shoot!"

The petitioner solemnly said: "Thank you, Chief Prosecutor, for your concern. I have thought clearly about it and must help my brother recover his innocence!"

Song Wenhai let out a long sigh.

"Okay, our Daegu High Prosecutor's Office has taken over this case. Please get in the car and I will take you in!"

The petitioners are grateful.

"Thank you, Chief Prosecutor, you are really alive and well!"

Don’t think that people on the Peninsula don’t know Bao Qingtian from China.

In fact, Bao Qingtian is very well-known in the peninsula.

The 93 version of "Bao Qingtian" was broadcast by KBS TV station for three years.

This TV series even broke the record for foreign TV series broadcast on the peninsula.

It even ranked first in TV drama ratings for ten consecutive weeks.

I heard someone calling me Bao Qingtian.

Song Wenhai blushed.

If it weren't for Li Zaihua's instructions, he would have been too lazy to cause trouble and would have left it to the people below to deal with it, and in the end it would have been nothing.

"Sir, please get in the car! Otherwise the car behind won't be able to get in."

The petitioner dusted himself off and carefully got into the car.
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9:10 am.

Daegu High Prosecutor's Office.

top layer.

A reception room.

Song Wenhai was chatting with the petitioner while reading the information provided by him.

After testing, it was found that the petitioner was not an insider.

Song Wenhai asked: "Sir, where did you learn that your brother was framed by the National Intelligence Agency?"

The petitioner looked hesitant.

"Prosecutor General, I promised that person not to tell!"

Seeing this, Song Wenhai said seriously: "Sir, if there are no witnesses, you cannot prove the validity of the evidence simply by providing evidence!"

The petitioners were anxious.

"I have recordings from witnesses!"

He took out a voice recorder from his pocket and pressed the play button.

A voice-changed recording sounded.

The recording has finished playing.

Song Wenhai shook his head again.

"Sir, the voice recording in your hand has been altered and is not the witness's true voice. The court will not admit it!"

The petitioner panicked and said, "Prosecutor General, wouldn't all my evidence be invalid?"

Song Wenhai sighed.

"Sir, unless you can call witnesses for investigation, the existing evidence will not help at all!"

The petitioner frowned.

"Prosecutor General, is there no other way except for witnesses to show up?"

Song Wenhai nodded with a heavy expression.

"You are right, there is no other way!"

The petitioner was about to cry but said: "Prosecutor General, can I make a phone call?"

Song Wenhai understood.

"Please, I'll go out first, see you later!"

After saying that, he stood up and left the reception room.

Wait until people leave.

The petitioner quickly stepped forward and put his ear to the door to make sure there was no movement outside, then took out his cell phone and dialed the number.
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the other side.

Suburbs of Seoul.

Inside a safe house.

Ring ring ring.

The bell rings.

A man in his fifties picked up his phone and looked at the caller ID, then turned his eyes to the side.

"Dean Huang, that's that guy's phone number!"

Huang Changshuo made a gesture to answer his cell phone.

The man hurriedly pressed call.

The voice of the petitioner came out.

"Mr. Zhu, is it convenient for you to answer the phone now?"

Official Zhu replied: "I'm outside, what do you want from me?"

Learn that the other person has no problem.

The petitioner said anxiously: "Mr. Zhu, I am currently at the Daegu High Prosecutor's Office and saw the chief prosecutor."

Having said that, he hesitated a little.

"It's just that the prosecutor general said that the evidence in my hand is invalid and you need to come forward to prove it in person!"

Important official Zhu glanced at Huang Changshuo without leaving any trace.

Followed by.

He was pretentious: "Mr. Ma, I have done my best to be benevolent and righteous, you can't let me take risks!"

The petitioner pondered for a moment and seemed to have made some kind of determination.

"Mr. Zhu, as long as you can help my brother get out of jail, I am willing to give you half of the state compensation afterwards!"

These words seemed to impress Mr. Zhu.

"Mr. Ma, are you serious? Are you willing to give me half of the compensation?"

The petitioner said bluntly: "Yes, for the sake of my brother's innocence, money doesn't matter!"

Important officer Zhu shouted loudly.

"He is so lucky to have a brother like you!"

The petitioner was moved.

"Mr. Zhu, have you promised me?"

Official Zhu did not answer immediately, but chose to remain silent.

I do not know how long it has been.

The petitioners were about to lose their patience.

Official Zhu said: "Mr. Ma, since you value love and justice so much, then I will sacrifice my life to accompany you, and I am willing to appear in court to testify!"

The petitioners were ecstatic.

"Thank you Mr. Zhu, thank you Mr. Zhu!"

The two chatted for a few more words, determined the time of meeting and the local inspection, and ended the call.

Mr. Zhu put down his cell phone and looked at his boss.

"Dean Huang, it's done!"

Huang Changshuo showed a satisfied smile, and then patted Zhu Zhu's shoulder hard.

"well done!"

As he spoke, he picked up the suitcase at his feet and placed it on the table.

Snapped!

A soft sound.

The lock popped open and Huang Changshuo opened the suitcase.

Stacks of brand new golden banknotes came into view.

"You've earned one billion in three years!"

(End of this chapter)

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