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Beep!!

"Parking!!! ID!!!"

"First Ministry of Industry."

At the Xuanwu Gate in Luoyang, the guards at the guards looked solemnly, checking the passing vehicles.

However, for the car drivers in the major departments, the big thing did not affect them. They calmly took out their ID and handed it to the guards, waiting for investigation.

"Pass!"

After passing the post, the people in the car also started chatting curiously.

"Who do you think it would be the assassination of Mr. Zhang?"

"Dongchuan Duke didn't know the route of his day, so he could only be those above the important officials."

"When you come out, just say less. Talking about such things can easily cause trouble."

"Too……"

Curious young people also shut up. It is not appropriate to say such things.

However, at this time, Qian Liu, who had a gray face, was paced back and forth in the five-star bastion in the capital, and his confidants gathered together, all of whom were asking and checking.

"It's been two days, are you still clues?"

Qian Liu's scalp burst out, and his anger had reached the extreme, but it was suppressed.

"Boss, the scope has been narrowed between the people who visited and were on duty on the same day, but..."

"But what!"

"But... but from five to seven that afternoon, we were basically our people."

"basically?"

Qian Liu shook his face, "Where are the rest?"

"The rest are idle people who went to the Civil Affairs Department to run for officials, and some people who retired and wanted to change some benefits. At that time, they had no position to observe Mr. Zhang because they could not grasp the exact whereabouts. They had searched nearby, there were no radio stations, and there were no devices to transmit signals from a long distance. The commanding heights were all our people."

Bang!

Qian Liu, who was walking to the desk, clenched his fists and pounded it hard on the table.

The things on the table were trembling slightly. After a while, Qian Liu closed his eyes and thought about what happened next. Now he had to make a quick decision.

He pinched his nose and admitted his account. He couldn't do such a thing, nor could he do it, because in this way, it would be difficult to get the benefits of "split taxes" again. Even if he could control the direction, he would only make wedding dresses for others over and over again.

But if you don’t admit your account and can’t give an explanation for it for a long time, the end will be either shit or shit!

"Mom Xipi..."

He cursed in a low voice, and then Qian Liu rubbed his temples and reviewed the matter again who would get the benefits.

Killed Zhang Dongchuan, and went to a cabinet master, and was vacant to the position of chief of the Lingyan Pavilion Secretariat and director of the General Office of the Central Jinzu Academy. However, this is open, and the heads of the two factions of Hebei and Anton are gone. The two factions of Hebei and Anton have no leader, which is naturally a great benefit for the country...

If you are really a hero who is full of passion, it is not impossible to kill Zhang Dongchuan. The heroes in the north have no leader and it will take at least several years to bite each other.

At the same time, he killed Zhang Dongchuan, and it is most likely to frame him. As long as Qian Liu can't give an explanation in the short term, he will be a "traitor in the world". At that time, he will have to use more resources to maintain stability. This is certain, and how can he foresee it?

Qian Liu changed his perspective and believed that if Qian succeeded in frameing him, it would be a great thing for the country and the world. At least he would have more energy in the short term to reshape his authority.

There are two types of political strongmen, one is "tyrant-style" and the other is "wise-style".

The authority of the former is to break through the repeated political risks, which ultimately leads to a complete collapse.

From our own perspective, it means that people are dispersed and the team is difficult to lead.

It is never a matter of one day to fall and scatter the money in a tree, but the result of long-term accumulation.

Many thoughts flashed through my mind. At the first moment, Qian Liu wanted to give the blame to the "Jingnan Army", but after thinking about it, the Feng family of Lingnan and Feng family of Bohai were of the same lineage and were still in contact at this time. It was impossible that the Zhang family of Hebei and Feng family of Bohai had no connection.

Then Qian Liu thought about it and went all the way to pull another old man into the water.

One is death and two are death, it’s no big deal.

But after the ruthlessness came up, Qian Liu was extremely sober at the same time. Once this kind of thing started, it would not be possible to end. He would continue to kill until there was no way to kill, and he would stop.

The biggest enemy of the rulers of the empire was the rebels, and these people were to be killed; but the eldest nobles could not be killed indiscriminately, otherwise they would attack them in groups, and the Qian family in Jiangdong was not yet invincible.

“Um…”

Qian Liu, who was becoming more and more calm, walked again. After a long time, he said to his confidants, "Let's come here today, let's break up."

"boss!"

"Gei!"

"I said it's over."

Before the confidants could argue urgently, Qian Liu waved his hand and left the meeting directly.

When everyone left, their faces were very anxious. If this continues, it will not be a solution. The pressure will all be on their faction.

The Central Jinzu Academy is not short of madmen who squirt, and they are not afraid of them at all.

It is not a patent or habit of a family. It is even more cruel than the Qian family in Kuaiji. It is just that it does not threaten its own interests, and these people are too lazy to even raise their eyelids.

For some people, there is no difference between the dead cabinet master and the dead peddler.

It was night, Qian Liu seemed to be fine and continued to work. At nine o'clock in the evening, the secretary came over and persuaded him: "Gei Master, it's late at night, so let's take a break early."

"Approve some more documents and get off work at 10 o'clock. Go to the cafeteria to get some food and send it to everyone on duty."

"yes."

He bowed slightly, the secretary left the office and went to the canteen on duty and gave instructions.

While waiting for the elevator, I saw Qian Yuanyi waiting at the door of the elevator, so I nodded slightly from the distance: "Hello, Master Xiaoge."

"Ah...he."

After yawning, Qian Yuanyu waved his hand, suddenly paused, and asked casually, "When will you go back?"

"Ten o'clock."

"Then I'll sleep for a while."

"Prince Xiaoge should take a rest."

"Um."

bite.

The elevator door opened. When the operator saw Qian Yuanyu, he immediately bowed slightly and shouted happily: "Hello, Mr. Qian."

"You're okay, too."

bite.

The elevator door not far away also opened. The secretary stepped in and turned around and saw Qian Yuanyu talking and laughing with the elevator operator. His eyes couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, and he sighed in his heart: I don't know who is taking over the Qian family.

With emotion, Qian Yuanqi's eyes were calm in the elevator, and he looked completely trapped. After leaving the elevator, he just went to the bench in the corridor and lay down, blew the night wind, as if he was about to take a nap on the spot.

"Ah...he."

He yawned again, Qian Yuanyu complained in a tone, "You can leave at ten o'clock, fuck..."
Chapter completed!
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