Chapter 126 Bidding

The moment Quan Heng entered the star dial, message notifications started pouring out like crazy, but they were silenced as she had expected.

"Go directly to the port?" Song Jingyun bought a large pack of tissues to blow his nose and asked while throwing away the garbage.

"Well," Quan Heng nodded slightly, "I'll go take care of the matter at Modern Building. You can go back in peace and wait for me to contact you."

"Okay, then I'll go back to the Taoist Temple and wait for news from you."

Song Jingyun was about to leave, but Quan Heng suddenly stopped and said, "Taoist Priest, I have a bad feeling."

Song Jingyun was stunned: "Huh?"

"I need you to do me a favor," Quan Heng looked at the exit ahead, pondered for two seconds and then smiled, "I need to take insurance to prevent myself from getting beaten."

Song Jingyun: "???"

…

"You're not lame, but you're beating people to the ground with their teeth? And you're still taking the club yourself. It seems like you won't join."

The thug looked at the video recording sent by Liu Mila, slowly clenched his fists, and looked up towards the stardial exit.

"In that case, Quan Heng, you'd better not play tricks..."

"Hey! Who is this! Isn't he the chief of the Double-Headed Eagle?"

The thug was stunned and frowned as he looked at the Taoist priest who had approached him at some point.

"Song, what's going on? Get out of the way."

"Don't worry, what are you doing? I was entrusted by someone to tell your fortune."

Song Jingyun took a step to block the thug's view of the entrance to the Xingdial Passage. He moved when the other party moved, and kept talking.

"I see that the benefactor's hall is dark. Let me tell you a fortune. I don't want 998, I don't want 888, I just want 666..."

"Get out of the way!"

The thug pushed in anger, but Song Jingyun did not move at all.

No, it moved, but the chassis was still as stable as a mountain, and the force did not shake him.

The thug tried to push again, but Song Jingyun smiled and raised his hand to use his strength. As the Taoist robe shook, his wrist went numb and the strength of his fist was swallowed up.

"Don't fight. Peace is the most important thing."

Song Jingyun smiled good-naturedly, as if he was not the one who came to stir up trouble at all.

The thug concentrated his attention, became serious, his competitive spirit took over his mind, relaxed his muscles and bones, and then went straight to the door.

Song Jingyun ducked his shoulder and used his soft strength to dodge again without being hurt at all.

The thug has truly encountered a completely different opponent than before. Her terrifying strength seems to have plunged into the invisible water. No matter how fierce the attack is, it will be pushed away by the water-like softness and become invisible.

The harder she tried, the more she seemed to be led by Song Jingyun, and she gradually fell into a vicious circle that she could not escape no matter what.

"Good job."

The thugs were so focused that they seemed to see someone walking past from the corner of their eyes, but they took the initiative before they could see Song Jingyun clearly.

She seems to have forgotten something... forget it.

The thug hesitated for a second before giving up.

Not winning is the biggest thing!

…

"Isn't that Sister Heng? Why did you go directly to the port?"

Lu Xiaoman, who was going to congratulate, paused, raised his straw hat and said doubtfully: "When I just came here, I saw a lot of people on the seventh floor. They were all in a mess, don't you need to worry about them?"

"It's not the time to take care of the seventh floor, but leaving so early and not being trapped... It's indeed a good idea for Song Jingyun to stay."

Watching Quan Heng and Mu Jing walking by, the night watchman had already figured out most of it, and then yawned lazily and tiredly.

"She has more important things to do - she's too sleepy. I'll go back to the club to catch up on some sleep. If you want to go find your brother, go ahead."

"What's important?" Lu Xiaoman asked.

The night watchman smiled: "Of course it is Wei Ziyou's last wish."

——

"Mr. Tang and Wen Xiran have all explained."

In the office building of the Special Investigation Bureau, team members walked beside Tang Junyi holding relevant records:

"She did all these things in cooperation with a person named 'Mu Sheng'. Just like the drug village, the town where Mu Sheng is located is also full of accomplices in human trafficking. We have notified the relevant departments to search and arrest them. , the third group of our task force and the second group of the patrol also went together. "

"Well, this kind of transaction can be concealed for so long without any clues, and even the files have been changed. This has nothing to do with pollution."

Tang Junyi rolled up the sleeves of his black uniform shirt and pondered for a moment after hearing the words.

"Apart from these, did Wen Xiran tell us who the person who was discussing with her in the building was?"

The second red wine glass on the table had been used, and there were people who had final discussions with Wen Xiran before she was arrested.

"Without asking, Wen Xiran said she was the only one in the office at the end." The team member replied, "We originally thought she was lying, but the EEG polygraph showed that she was telling the truth - or in her perception , that’s right, that’s true.”

"Tampering with memory?" Tang Junyi thought for a while and asked, "What about monitoring? What is the result?"

"It's not in the surveillance, and no other people's DNA was even detected in the wine glass."

The team member hesitated, "Could it be that we were too suspicious? In the end, Wen Xiran was really the only one in the office - after all, it is normal for people to make assumptions to comfort themselves in stressful situations."

"normal?"

Tang Junyi laughed and raised his chin slightly to indicate the triangular badge in front of the team members, "Since you entered here, everything you have investigated, come into contact with, and contained are all 'abnormalities'."

The team member touched the Special Investigation Bureau badge in front of him and smiled sheepishly: "That's what you said."

"Besides this, have the people behind Fashion Ballet been found out?"

"It was found out," the team member nodded. "The person directly in charge is Quan Su, the chairman of the Quan Group."

"The Quan family again? I can't live with this surname." Tang Junyi had a headache, "The last cultural relic incident was also related to them, and this incident is related to them."

"But this time there is no direct evidence pointing to the Quan family. The entire capital chain of Fashion Ballet has no direct connection with the Quan Group. It was all laundered through shell companies, but this has nothing to do with pollution. I have handed over the evidence that can be handed over to the relevant departments."

Tang Junyi nodded and walked from the interrogation room on the second floor to the office on the first floor.

"By the way, deputy team leader."

The team members followed his pace, "We just received a notice that the partner who came to hand over the Modern Building has arrived at our Special Investigation Bureau, and we are waiting for you to discuss some related matters."

"Partner?" Tang Junyi paused and didn't react, "What partner?"

"It's... the partner in the bidding."

The team members also knew that this was not in compliance with the regulations, and they were not confident enough to say it.

The places polluted by abnormal projects are often enterprises, entertainment venues, real estates, etc., which often involve the relevant persons in charge. The Special Investigation Bureau can only deal with part of this bad debt, and most of it will be sold through bidding.

But...

"Bidding is a matter after the pollution is completely eliminated, and it is not the responsibility of the Special Investigation Bureau. What partner can directly find the Special Investigation Bureau?"

Tang Junyi said vigilantly, "The Special Investigation Bureau is not something that ordinary people can recognize. Even if they have contacted it, they will only have a general impression. It is impossible to find the headquarters based on any clues-unless this person is related to the pollution project, or is a border connector."

As he said, his eyebrows were filled with calm consideration: "Even if the insider communicates with the Special Investigation Bureau, it still has to go through the approval process. How could he get the news of the Modern Building so quickly and come to the door?"

"I don't know the questions you mentioned."

The team member scratched his head, looked around and whispered: "I heard that the director gave an order to the responsible department to directly exempt the approval process."

"Director?" Are you talking about our director who has not been in charge for 800 years? !

Tang Junyi was slightly surprised and subconsciously asked: "Isn't it the deputy director?"

"Deputy captain, our deputy director has been leading people to carry out international joint missions in the United States for seven days, and he hasn't come back yet."

The team member poked his scalp with the tip of a pen and said helplessly: "It was indeed approved by the director, and the director has read a lot of documents about the containment project during this period - it's like an old man suddenly became energetic!"

Old man?

Tang Junyi thought of the figure he saw in the office that day, and was a little hesitant about whether to agree with this evaluation.

"Let's not talk about this for now, where is the one who came to discuss cooperation?" Tang Junyi changed the subject, "Didn't he say he's here?"

"Here he is, in the conference room on the first floor. He looks very good, but he's in a wheelchair," the team member said with a little pity, "but now that he's in that position, this defect is nothing."

Good-looking? In a wheelchair?

Tang Junyi felt strange, always feeling that these elements were too familiar, plus one "very likely to be a link with the director", if combined together, wouldn't it point to -

Tang Junyi pushed open the door of the first-floor conference room with doubts. The person sitting at the end of the long table was tilting his head to admire the remaining kapok flowers outside the window with interest. He was wearing a clean ivory-white dress, and the fine embroidery was faintly folded in the warm sunshine.

The slightly long hair tail was sweeping across the neck, and the slim-fitting clothes made the person look even thinner, as if even the fingers placed on the gray velvet carpet were precious jade.

She heard the voice and turned her head to look at Tang Junyi who came in. His eyebrows were clean and gentle, and his appearance and temperament were superior. At first glance, he felt the calm and relaxing Buddhist spirit.

"Quan Heng?"

Tang Junyi was stunned, looking at the familiar face in front of him, unexpected but reasonable, and even had a feeling of "as expected".

Quan Heng nodded slightly, smiling: "Hello, Deputy Captain Tang."

She heard about this person's position last time at the Cross Paradise.

Tang Junyi was embarrassed, and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Why are you..."

"I heard that you are going to bid for a partner, so I thought of asking for cooperation."

Quan Heng's lips curved a little, and he smiled warmly:

"Deputy Captain Tang, do you think we are qualified in Wugang?"