231. I don't want to die like this, it's not clear
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Wan Yajun just came back from outside. He just went out to socialize with several current local gangs in Bincheng. But what he went there was not a famous hotel, but an inconspicuous farmhouse in the outskirts of Bincheng.
The place was arranged by Wang Zhanshan, and Wang Zhanshan, Chen Xudong, and several other backbone factions of the Bincheng local gang, which were not big or small.
These people used to be the main force when Qi Mantian was the top leader in Bincheng, and he used to be the director of the Public Security Bureau in Bincheng. Although from the perspective of his background, he cannot be regarded as the native Bincheng local gang, but he is also a lineage of this group of people, so everyone is familiar with it.
After doing it at the banquet, he mainly expressed some of Qi Mantian's wishes like these people. This time he came back from the provincial capital, which means that Qi Mantian has not given up on this group of people. Qi Mantian's statement can also be regarded as reassuring Wang Zhanshan and his group.
Thinking about Wang Zhanshan and a group of people who were very flattering to him at the banquet just now, Wan Yajun couldn't help but sneer in his heart. This group of people was really bad. No wonder Governor Qi only took him to the provincial capital and did not select people from them. The ability of these people is really bad.
Even an airborne mayor who had just settled in Bincheng for a year could not deal with it. The Yang Weiguo incident made him fumbling and needed to come down and wipe his butt for them. In the future, these people would be embarrassed by the great task.
On the one hand, Wan Yajun was a little disappointed with the performance of the Bincheng local gang, but on the other hand, he was a little proud. The people from the Bincheng local gang were useless, which means that his position with Governor Qi will be more important in the future. After all, in the province, there are not many talents under Governor Qi who can be very useful, and he must definitely count them one.
But the premise is that we must do this matter beautifully and properly.
Yang Yuhe, don’t think that you are the only one who has a strong relationship. You have to know that our boss Qi has a good background!
After returning to the first guesthouse of the municipal party committee, Qi Mantian explained some things to several working group personnel sent out today. Then he asked someone to ask the kitchen to cook a bowl of noodles for himself.
When it comes to doing business, these guys from the local Bincheng gang were not able to do anything, but if they were trying to drink, they would be very powerful. They were filled with a lot of alcohol by these guys tonight at that farmhouse. They didn't eat much food, so at this time he felt that his stomach was empty and uncomfortable.
Soon someone brought the noodles, cooked the noodles with braised noodles, gave them a lot of meat whistles, and two braised eggs. The white noodle soup was decorated with a few green green green onions. With the scent of the face, Wan Yajun's appetite was finally enough, and he was indeed hungry. In a few minutes, this big bowl of noodles snored into his belly.
As someone took away the bowls and chopsticks. Wan Yajun lay on the bed and began to think about what to do next. Today, the boss of Zhengyang Hotel, which is closely related to Yang Yuhe, has been detained. The next step is to strictly investigate the relationship between the boss and Yang Yuhe.
Yang Yuhe went to the capital. When he came back, Boss Li suddenly emerged in Bincheng and took over the hot potato for Yang Yuhe. Zhengyang Hotel. If they had nothing to do with them, Wan Yajun would not believe it.
Will that businessman be stupid these days and spend more than 10 million to support an official's stinky feet? Especially when the prospects are unknown?
So if there is no conspicuous act between Yang Yuhe and Li Liqiang, he would not believe it even if he killed him. He firmly believed that as long as he puts continuous pressure on Li Liqiang, he would definitely be able to ask some secrets between him and Yang Yuhe, and maybe he could even dig out some hot information.
Don’t think that only you, Yang Yuhe, can do it, and we can do it too. Didn’t you just dig Yan Baoshan and then knock down Yang Weiguo?
Then now I believe that as long as I control Li Liqiang, I will definitely get some hot news about you.
Wan Yajun, who was lying on the bed, was thinking about how to give Li Liqiang some harshness and made him spit, but suddenly felt a sharp pain in his stomach. This severe pain, like a knife, immediately changed Wan Yajun's face.
To be honest, Wan Yajun is also a ruthless person. When he was an ordinary police officer, he had been shot and stabbed by someone for pursuing a fugitive. However, after so many years, the pain at those times could not keep up with the severe pain in Hu Ruqilai's abdomen tonight.
The severe pain, like a knife, quickly made Wan Yajun lose the ability to act normally. He wanted to get up and call him a colleague next door, but he couldn't speak.
He wanted to pick up the phone on the bedside table and ask for help, but he felt that he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand. The severe pain from his abdomen immediately made him sweat.
The severe pain was so painful that he couldn't even shout. When a severe pain came, Wan Yajun could only grit his teeth, raise his head and knock his head against the wall behind him.
"Dong, dun..."
The sound of the head hitting the wall sounded so clear that Wan Yajun could only hope that such a sound could attract the attention of his colleagues living next door.
Sure enough, his subordinates next door did not disappoint him. Soon a burst of noise came from the corridor, and then someone began to knock on the door with force, but at this time he didn't even have the strength to go downstairs to open the door.
The knock on the door turned into a sound of kicking the door. Obviously, his subordinates realized something was wrong. Soon the wooden door in his room was kicked open. Then before he fainted, he saw several figures rushing towards him...
When Wan Yajun woke up, he found himself lying in the hospital ward. This was an independent high-ranking ward. The environment was very good. There was no one outside of him. The curtains were tightly pulled and the weather was not visible. However, according to his inference, it should still be late at night outside.
He felt weak all over, and his throat and esophagus felt even more hot. It seemed that he had been washed with his stomach. Looking at the salt water hanging on his hands, Wan Yajun felt that he had walked away from the gate of hell this time. It was great to be able to live.
At this time, a man in a white coat and a mask walked into the ward and came to his bed.
"Doctor, what's wrong with mine?"
Wan Yajun asked in a weak voice.
"Food poisoning, eating something you shouldn't have eaten."
The doctor's voice was very cold and it sounded uncomfortable. Wan Yajun frowned.
"Where are my colleagues?"
"have no idea..."
The doctor's attitude was not rude, but he was even a little rude. Wan Yajun frowned closer. What was his attitude? Didn't he know that he was a senior official from the province?
"Then when will my disease be cured?"
"have no idea?"
"What is your attitude? Do you know who I am? Go and call your leader!"
Wan Yajun finally couldn't help it and began to get furious, but at this time he was still a little weak, and his voice was not loud even if he wanted to shout.
"Puchi..."
Unexpectedly, his voice and expression were stern, which was actually caused by the other party's sneer. Wan Yajun became even more annoyed, but when he saw the cold eyes exposed between the doctor's hat and mask on the opposite side, he calmed down suddenly.
Something is wrong, something is wrong, this person is definitely not a doctor...
"Finally I'm completely awake? Director Wan?"
The doctor's voice on the opposite side was full of teasing and coldness. Wan Yajun only felt that his heart was getting cold. Where was this? Where are his subordinates?
"Do you know that you have done so many immoral things, and there are few people who want you to die immediately?"
The doctor opposite started to take out his own pockets. Soon Wan Yajun saw his hand wearing rubber gloves pulling out a disposable syringe from his pocket.
Suddenly, Wan Yajun felt that his hair was standing up all over his body. He had used such a method himself, and he didn't even have to think too much about it. He knew what the other party was going to do.
Sure enough, the doctor was very calm and tear open the seal of the disposable syringe, then took out the syringe to remove the cap on the needle, and then pulled out the entire tube of air...
Wan Yajun felt that his feet were weak, and he couldn't even shout. Now he was just a fish thrown on the chopping board, and he could only let the mermaid meat.
The doctor walked to the drip he hung, then injected a whole tube of air into the central control city, and then increased the pressure pulley for the infusion. Wan Yajun watched the big official air flow down the drip infusion tube and went straight to his vein...
"Who are you? Did Yang Yuhe send you here? These are all misunderstandings, all misunderstandings..."
Seeing that the air was about to enter his blood vessels, Wan Yajun felt that his hair had been erected and the air was directly injected into the blood vessels. No one knew better than him.
A small amount of air will not cause much damage to the human body, but if the amount exceeds one hundred milliliters, it will cause air embolism. At the mildest, it will cause shock and brain damage, and at the worst, it will be risky of life.
He had used this method before, but at that time, in order not to attract other people's attention, he would have directly shot such air injections into the victim's armpits, so that no one would notice it. The cause of death is also very simple, heart rate failure, and even if someone wanted to check it, he could not find out.
Chapter completed!