Solving Middle Age Crisis by Intelligence System-Chapter 468 - 287: If Not Now, Then When? (Part 3)

Chapter 468: Chapter 287: If Not Now, Then When? (Part 3)

So that Secretary Ji is sending the people back now, just to make them take the fall!

And they can’t even refuse!

Because the incident originated in the Anti-smuggling Bureau, the people were captured by them, and more importantly, they don’t dare to defy that person’s will...

"Director, how do you want to handle this?"

Director Fang almost crushed the walnuts in his hand before gritting his teeth and squeezing out a few words, "Let him go!"

...

More than half an hour later, Director Han walked into the interrogation room with a box.

He placed the box on the table, then took out a cell phone and a wallet from it, pushing them towards Qi Yun, "Check your personal belongings."

After saying that, he took the file from the hands of the officer next to him and a pen, placing them on the table, "Sign the document and you can leave."

Qi Yun lowered his eyes to the file on the table, didn’t even lift his hand, just stared at the other person with a mocking gaze.

Seeing this, Director Han furrowed his brow impatiently and warned, "Don’t set yourself up for failure, you’d better leave before those above change their mind."

Qi Yun suddenly laughed, but the laughter was full of sarcasm, "What, forgotten what I told you so quickly?"

Director Han paused for a moment, then his face immediately darkened.

On the night he took people to arrest Qi Yun, Qi Yun had said, "Taking me away is easy, sending me back won’t be as simple.".

At that time, he didn’t take it seriously, just thought the guy didn’t understand the situation. Now, unexpectedly, the situation has really turned out like this.

But it’s not that he wasn’t careful enough; after all, the orders came from the Director, and the one who gave instructions was Secretary Ji, and Secretary Ji represents that person...

The gap between them is too vast, at that time he didn’t think Qi Yun had any chance to turn the tables.

"Are you going to sign or not?" Director Han asked in a hoarse voice.

Qi Yun didn’t answer, he took his cigarette pack and lighter from the box on the table, lit one by himself, and took two deep drags.

Seeing this, Director Han almost ground his molars, didn’t say a word, angrily turned and left the interrogation room, heading upstairs to the Director’s office.

"Director, he doesn’t want to leave!"

"Doesn’t want to leave!?" Director Fang was stunned, "Why?"

Director Han growled with a cold face, "Probably guessed something and wants to vent his anger on us."

Director Fang’s expression became incredibly colorful upon hearing that, his mouth agape, not saying a word for a long time.

After a long silence, he suddenly slapped his hand on the table, cursing angrily, "Damn Ji Ming!"

After venting his anger, he pointed to Director Han and said, "Isn’t he close with Zhang Dayong? Call Zhang Dayong! Let him come over and take the person away!"

This was the only option he had, you can’t do anything if they don’t leave. Even if you forcibly send him away, he might come back and continue staying at your customs office, making matters worse.

Director Han nodded, took out his phone, and dialed Zhang Dayong’s number.

At the New District Branch, Zhang Dayong had just finished a call with that person’s secretary, already aware of the situation, and finally felt relieved.

When he received the call from Director Han, he was initially stunned but ultimately pressed the answer key after hesitating for two seconds.

"Hello Director Zhang, I am Han Xiaobo from the Anti-smuggling Bureau." Director Han spoke very politely on the phone.

"What’s the matter?" Zhang Dayong asked expressionlessly.

"It’s like this, Director Zhang, after our Anti-smuggling Bureau’s investigation, it is now confirmed that Mr. Qi is not related to the smuggling case, and we’re preparing to let him leave, but Mr. Qi seems to have some misunderstandings with us... he’s currently upset, so could you come over and take him away?"

"You know this matter is quite complex, our Anti-smuggling Bureau will definitely have to take responsibility for some work-related errors..."

After Director Han finished speaking, Zhang Dayong thought for two seconds and agreed, stating he would head over right away.

He agreed not to do the other party a favor but simply wanted to see Qi Yun’s situation and tell him what’s happening outside.

...

More than half an hour later, Zhang Dayong saw Qi Yun in the interrogation room, his face covered in bruises and his body covered in injuries, and he was suddenly filled with rage, his fists clenched tightly.

Qi Yun appeared very calm, picked up the cigarette pack from the table, and handed one over, "Did they invite you here?"

Zhang Dayong took the cigarette, nodded, "I came to see how you’re doing." His gaze swept over the blood marks on Qi Yun’s wrist, and he cursed through clenched teeth, "These bastards are really ruthless."

"It’s no big deal." Qi Yun lit a cigarette nonchalantly, "Is everything at home alright?"

"No problem, I had Ma Baoguo take people to patrol there."

Upon hearing that his daughter and Zhao Qing were both safe, Qi Yun finally relaxed completely, taking a puff of his cigarette and asking, "Have the people from Beijing arrived?"

"They have." Zhang Dayong succinctly explained the situation outside and added, "Director Xiao from the National Cultural Heritage Administration and Director Fu from the museum haven’t left yet; they’ll probably want to see you once you’re out."

Qi Yun nodded, quickly weighing things in his mind.

"Do this, help me convey a message to Vice Director Tong, just say that I’m badly hurt, can’t move easily, and ask him to come to the Anti-smuggling Bureau, I’ll sign the donation document for him."

"This..." Zhang Dayong showed a trace of worry on his face after hearing this. With his political acumen, he naturally understood Qi Yun’s intention, but he reminded, in a low voice, "Will this leave a bad impression on those two people?"

Qi Yun chuckled and shook his head, "Don’t worry, just say it like that."

There are a lot of things Zhang Dayong doesn’t know, which is why he’s worried, but Qi Yun sees things clearly. The fact that they came all the way from Beijing shows their attitude very clearly.

If not now to express this stance, then when?

Seeing Qi Yun had made up his mind, Zhang Dayong didn’t try to persuade him further, chatted for a few moments before getting up and leaving.

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