Crazy, you call it a prosecutor

Chapter 313 Car Accident (Seeking Subscription and Monthly Pass)
(Sorry for coming back late, I returned a chapter yesterday and will continue tomorrow.)
The next day.

8:15 in the morning.

A car is driving on the way to Seocho-gu.

For some reason, a piece of oil suddenly appeared in front of him.

The car skidded and crashed into a distant lamp post.

At the same time, the car in the rear suddenly increased the accelerator, and the wheels ran over the oil and slammed into the rear of the car in front.

Bang bang bang.
There were several loud muffled sounds in succession.

Several cars crashed into the first car in different ways.

In an instant, the driver who had survived and passed out was injured twice under the violent impact, and a broken rib pierced his heart.
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9:10 am.

Seocho-gu, Naegok-dong.

NIS.

Office of the Director of Domestic Intelligence.

bell bell bell.
The bell rings.

Huang Changshuo picked up the phone and pressed the call button without looking at it.

"Hi, I'm Huang Changshuo."

A woman's voice came from the phone.

"Hello, this is Jiangnan Hospital, who is the owner of the machine?"

Huang Changshuo frowned, then looked at the caller ID, and was startled.

"I'm a friend of the owner, may I ask what happened to him?"

The nurse said without thinking, "Not long ago, there was a series of car accidents at the junction of Gangnam District and Seocho District."

"The owner of the car was hit by several cars and was not breathing when he was sent to our hospital."

"So please contact his family as soon as possible to deal with the body of the deceased!"

As soon as this word comes out.

Huang Changshuo stood up abruptly, his face full of shock.

"What, you said he was dead?"

The nurse said decisively: "That's right, a rib pierced into the heart, there is nothing we can do about it, please be sorry"

"Okay, I still have patients to rescue, please come to Jiangnan Hospital quickly to deal with the funeral of the deceased."

The two ended the call.

Huang Changshuo still couldn't believe his ears.

The deceased was none other than Zhang Wanchang, director of the National Intelligence Service, the subordinate Internal Security Bureau, and the last commander of [Fangpai Kite].

How can there be such a coincidence in the world, the Supreme Prosecutor's Office was just about to investigate [Fangpai Kite]'s financial fraud, and the main suspect was immediately involved in a car accident.

Huang Changshuo pondered for a moment.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, so he couldn't help but pick up the microphone of the landline and dial the number.

Ten seconds later, the call was connected.

"Qian Dekui, you and Xiao Zhe come to my office!"

"Good sir!"

It didn't take a while.

Dangdang.
There was a knock on the door.

"Come in!"

Qian Dekui and Xiao Zhe pushed the door open and entered.

The two paid a military salute to Huang Changshuo.

"Sir, what do you want us to do?"

Huang Changshuo said with a heavy face: "I just received the news that your chief was involved in a car accident and is now dead."

"I feel that the matter may not be simple. The two of you lead a team to investigate the scene and see if you can find any clues."

"Also, those drivers who caused the accident, you have to ask them one by one, and there must be no omissions!"

Qian Dekui and Xiao Zhe were shocked when they heard that Zhang Wanchang had died.

As the core figures of [Anti-brand Kite], they have a little friendship with Zhang Wanchang.

[Fangpai Kite] has been established for more than ten years, there is a saying, the commander of the water, the instructor of the iron.

Qian Dekui has been serving as an instructor. Apart from his ability, he also has a moderate examination and does not say a single unnecessary nonsense.

"Okay sir, Xiao Zhe and I will take people there right away."

The two turned and left the office.

Looking at the backs of Qian Dekui and Xiao Zhe, Huang Changshuo muttered to himself with a solemn expression.

"I hope I'm overthinking it!"

Immediately afterwards, he picked up the handset of the landline and dialed the number.

Ten seconds later, the call was connected again.

"Director Zhang Wanchang had an accident just now, you sent people to Jiangnan Hospital to bring the body back for autopsy!"
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9:45 am.

At the junction of Gangnam District and Seocho District, there is a long separation belt.

Two MPVs and a consignment truck aggressively passed through the crowd of onlookers and stopped in front of the isolation belt.

A patrolman was about to go forward to drive away, but the old patrolman next to him grabbed him.

"Don't move!"

Swish swish.
The doors of the two MPVs opened.

A dozen or so capable NIS officials wearing sunglasses and black suits quickly dispersed.

Qian Dekui came to the patrol with his ID.

"We are important members of the Security Bureau. From now on, we will take over here!"

When the two patrolmen saw the NIS coming forward, their faces turned pale with fright, thinking that something serious had happened.

Xiao Zhe took several important officials to use scientific instruments to investigate the scene.

Time passed by minute by minute.

As the strongest shield kite, Xiao Zhe has learned various techniques, including how to make his opponent die in an accident quietly.

Xiao Zhe called a patrolman.

"When did the oil on the ground appear?"

How did the patrolman know, he shook his head and said, "I don't know, maybe I have to go back and check the monitoring."

Xiao Zhe thought for a while, and quickly walked to Qian Dekui's side.

"Instructor, judging from the current scene of the accident, it is indeed an accidental traffic accident, but the origin of the oil pollution is somewhat abnormal. I need to investigate the surveillance video!"

Qian Dekui nodded.

"no problem!"

Then he ordered several NIS officials to stay, and dragged all the vehicles on the scene back to the NIS for inspection.
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Time flies fast.

Hours passed in the blink of an eye.

Grand Prosecutor's Office.

Supervision Department II, Minister's Office.

bell bell bell.
The bell rings.

Li Zaihua picked up the phone and pressed the call button.

"Hello, I'm Li Zaihua!"

Huang Changshuo's voice came out.

"Minister Li, I'm sorry, the last commander of [Fangpai Yuan] had a car accident this morning, and what you explained may have to be delayed for a few days!"

The young prosecutor frowned.

"Director Huang, are you kidding me?"

"I just said yesterday that I want to investigate [Fangpai Yuan]'s account, and now the former commander is dead, what the hell is your NIS doing, is it on purpose?"

"No, I want to go and see for myself, lest you play tricks again!"

After finishing speaking, Li Zaihua directly hung up the phone without giving the other party a chance to speak.

End the call.

The young prosecutor fell into deep thought. The death of this person was too coincidental to make people think about it.

After a few minutes.

Lee Jae-hwa left the office alone.

This time the young prosecutor did not call Fan Yuanzong and Wen Jinghao.
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15:35 PM.

Seocho-gu, Naegok-dong.

The building on the north side of the NIS.

After going through the security check, Li Zaihua once again appeared in the eyes of the NIS staff.

The young prosecutor showed up for two consecutive days, and many people began to realize that the NIS might be in trouble.

Li Zaihua took the elevator to the seventh floor.

Under the eyes of a group of staff from the Internal Affairs Office, they came to the director's office.

Dangdang.
The young prosecutor knocked on the door, and without waiting for the person inside to speak, he pushed the door open and entered.

Li Zaihua said aggressively: "Director Huang, I want an explanation!"

Do a full play.

Huang Changshuo naturally accompanied the acting.

He got up and walked to the drinking water, and poured a glass of water for the young prosecutor.

"Minister Li, drink a glass of water first, don't worry, things have already happened, it's too late to say anything."

He came to the door and closed it behind him.

Seeing the door closed, the crowd watching the theater outside suddenly showed disappointment.

inside the room.

Li Zaihua looked gloomy.

"Director Huang, what's going on, why do people die?"

Huang Changshuo replied: "Minister Li, I have sent my best officials to investigate this matter."

The young prosecutor thought for a moment.

"Director Huang, do you think it's possible that Nam Sung Joon sent someone to do it?"

Huang Changshuo thought for a while.

"I don't know for now, but according to my guess, Nam Sung Joon shouldn't be so stupid."

"Zhang Wanchang is dead, didn't he tell everyone that there is a problem with [Fangpai Yuan]'s accounts!"

Li Zaihua shook his head: "Officer Huang, have you heard Huaxia's words, do the opposite!"

Huang Changshuo was taken aback.

"Minister Li, what do you mean, Nam Sung Joon did it on purpose?"

The young prosecutor frowned lightly: "I said it's possible, but I can't say for sure."

"After all, the death is too coincidental. It would be a lie to say that Nan Chengjun was not suspected!"

Huang Changshuo nodded in agreement.

But he couldn't figure out why Nam Chengjun would do it. Couldn't it be that he didn't have 300 taels of silver here.

Li Zaihua was also at a loss, not knowing why Nam Sung Joon made such a move.

In fact, Nam Sung Joon's idea is very simple, to silence everyone, if no evidence of his crime can be found, it is enough to get out of class safely.
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Just when the young prosecutor and Huang Changshuo were troubled.

the other side.

Nam Sung Joon listened to his subordinate's report.

"Zhang Wanchang died, when did it happen, why didn't you report it immediately!"

The subordinate hurriedly explained: "Dean, the matter of Zhang Wanchang was just reported by the Internal Affairs Office."

Nam Sung Joon pretended to be angry.

"Understood, you go out!"

After driving away his subordinates, he picked up the handset of the landline and dialed the number.

After a dozen or so people, the call was connected.

Huang Changshuo's voice came out.

"Hi, I'm Huang Changshuo."

Nan Chengjun lowered his voice, and said in a word: "I am Nan Chengjun, Director Huang, please come to my office immediately!"

The voice fell.

Huang Changshuo used Li Zaihua as a shield.

"Dean, I'm sorry, Minister Li is in my office, and he is also here for Zhang Wanchang."

Nam Sung Joon was startled.

"Director Huang, how did Minister Li know about this?"

Without even thinking about it, Huang Changshuo said, "I informed him. After all, the [Fangpaiyuan] case involves Zhang Wanchang."

Nam Sung Joon was furious.

"You Director Huang, don't forget your identity. You are the Director of the National Intelligence Service, the Director of the Domestic Intelligence Division, and you should understand the "National Conditions Service Law."

"All affairs of the NIS are classified and should not be disclosed to the outside world at will"

"Officer Huang, you have violated the National Conditions Council Act, and I have reason to suspend you!"

Huang Changshuo said neither humble nor overbearing: "Dean, Minister Li has been authorized by the Supreme Court. No information about [Fangpai Yuan] should be concealed. I just follow the rules."

Hearing his subordinate talk back, Nam Sung Joon frowned.

He understands the relationship between Huang Changshuo and Liu Wankui.

Nan Chengjun couldn't help thinking to himself.

Huang Changshuo must have gotten a hint from Liu Wankui, otherwise, he would never dare to talk to himself.

"Director Huang, I am the director of the National Intelligence Service. I hope to hear your explanation on the death of Zhang Wanchang."

"Remember, don't waste my time, I don't like to wait too long!"

(End of this chapter)