Hello, Mr. Major General

The public relations manager of Cai Songyin Entertainment Company had already ran away, but because of a short thought, he did not leave the Imperial City in time. When he was withdrawing money, he was invited to the police car by the police.

Yin Shixiong brought someone here, took over directly, took him on a military vehicle, and entered the suspect building of the Special Operations Department.

Hong Kangquan, Tan Dongbang and Cai Songyin are all locked up here.

Huo Shaoheng heard that Yin Shixiong had brought the public relations manager back so soon, and patted him on the shoulder, "Nobita, great! I'll add chicken legs to you at night."

Yin Shixiong smiled and said, "Huo Shao, the chicken legs are no longer needed. Can you give me some other benefits? For example, through my marriage application..."

Huo Shaoheng seemed to be a patient with selective deafness in an instant.

He was wrong and said: "Set up the interrogation room so that Cai Songyin and her public relations manager can confront each other."

Of course, before that, he has to interrogate the public relations manager.

When he came to the interrogation room of this public relations manager, Huo Shaoheng sat down leisurely in front of him and said, "...what are you running?"

The public relations manager pushed the glasses calmly, "I didn't run, I resigned normally. Sir, the law doesn't say that resignation is not allowed, right?"

Huo Shaoheng stood his legs, listened to his nonsense, looked at the bank details that Yin Shixiong brought back, and said calmly: "The law does not say that resignation is not allowed, but the law says that illegal property will be confiscated and fines will be imposed."

"What?! How can I have illegal property? Every penny I earn is hard-earned by myself. Go and find out who is the "Desperate Saburo" of Cai's Entertainment Company!"

The public relations manager is worthy of being a public relations manager.

But Huo Shaoheng is not an ignorant crowd, and he is not so easy to be rhythmic.

"Every penny is earned by hard work? Including buying money by writing and writing handwriting on the street?" Huo Shaoheng photographed the brief summary on the table in front of the public relations manager. "You see, this kind of thing is worth it. Ninety million?"

The public relations manager turned pale with fright, and stammered, "What are you talking about? Who am I buying? You can't spit someone!"

The public relations manager recovered and thought that the Weibo blogger "Churchill's Garden" Lu Dayong was dead. No one knew that this matter was related to him, so he quickly armed himself.

"I never say that there is no evidence." Huo Shaoheng shook his head, "You first explain the source of the 90 million. I don't think you have filed taxes?"

For a windfall of 90 million yuan, a fool can only file his taxes...

The public relations manager murmured in his heart, becoming more and more unscrupulous, holding his arm and saying, "This was given to me by someone else. What's wrong? Gift giving is illegal? I'm not an official. You can't control it, right?"

Huo Shaoheng raised his eyebrows, "Who gave it to you? If you can't tell the source, the 90 million will be confiscated."

In fact, even if the source is mentioned, it will be confiscated.

The public relations manager stared at him: "Which law says I can't receive huge gifts? You have to be reasonable!"

"...Do you know what money laundering is?" Huo Shaoheng looked at the illiterate, "You can feel at ease with such a large amount of money transferred to your account?"

In fact, there are also problems with bank monitoring. Such a large sum of money was transferred to an ordinary account, and they did not report an alert.

But Huo Shaoheng thought again, these domestic anti-money laundering matters are reported to the Secret Service, and the head of the Secret Service has always been Hong Kangquan...

So some seemingly irrelevant clues were brought together again and tied together.

If the bank had reported this huge amount of property, Hong Kangquan must have known the news.

But instead of instructing the bank to investigate, he hid the news.

This is interesting.

What role does he play in this?

The public relations manager was anxious when he heard the word "money laundering" and yelled, "You said I laundered money? You can show evidence!"

"Money laundering is done by people like you who show evidence that they did not launder money." Huo Shaoheng stared at him again with an arrow in his eyes, "Let's talk, who gave you the money? Is it Cai Songyin?"

The public relations manager's face was cloudy and uncertain,

"Yes, come with me and meet someone." Huo Shaoheng smiled and stood up.

He took the public relations manager to Cai Songyin's interrogation room.

When the public relations manager came in and saw Cai Songyin, he would kneel as soon as he saw a ghost.

"Cai...Cai!" The sweat on the public relations manager's forehead was shiny.

Cai Songyin looked at him and said to Huo Shaoheng: "Yes, it is him. I asked him to contact the Weibo blogger."

The public relations manager's face turned pale, and his legs were unsteady.

Huo Shaoheng put the bank details of the public relations manager in front of Cai Songyin, "He just said that you gave him the 90 million."

Cai Songyin was annoyed when he saw it, "Nonsense! When did I give you so much money?! I am kind enough to give you an annual salary of 300,000 yuan, you..."

Suddenly, Cai Songyin understood.

She rushed to the public relations manager who had fallen to the ground and kicked.

"Good, you bitch! You really want to kill me! Say! Who will give you the money! What do you want you to do?!"

Huo Shaoheng stretched the brief summary to the public relations manager, "Look at it for yourself, what is this thing?"

The public relations manager took a look and quibbleed: "Ms. Cai asked me to find someone to write this, so she gave me 90 million mouthfuls."

"I bah! You need me to seal your mouth? Sooner or later you will be killed!" Cai Songyin shook his head disdainfully, "All my wealth is less than 90 million. Where can I give you 90 million in cash?-Huo Major general, he is lying, don't believe his words."

Huo Shaoheng nodded, "We have searched his home with a search warrant, and there should be results soon."

So far this public relations manager has completely collapsed.

He lay on the ground and cried bitterly: "I'm just a ghost for a while! Someone contacted me to replace Mr. Cai's short essay and promised to pay me 90 million. I have never seen so much money, just...just... I agreed. Anyway, President Cai is also Miss Black Gu and Major General Huo..."

"Hey you are!" Cai Songyin was furious. "I'm only targeting Gu Nianzhi. When did I let you Heihuo?! What about the email I sent you?"

"... deleted." The public relations manager said dejectedly.

Huo Shaoheng said casually: "It doesn't matter, as long as the hard disk is still there, we can recover everything."

Public Relations Manager: "!!!"

Thinking about sophistry, it's too late.

An hour later, Huo Shaoheng recovered all the deleted data on his laptop hard drive and found the original outline sent to him by Cai Songyin.

Indeed, as Cai Songyin said, what she was going to write was Black Gu Nianzhi, but she was actually praised for Huo Shaoheng...

But the short essay that was replaced is really disgusting to the limit.

I really don’t know if this man behind the scenes hates Huo Shaoheng more, or more, or both?

Huo Shaoheng felt that it was not surprising that some people hated him, and his enemies certainly hated him deeply.

But if someone hated Gu Nianzhi so strongly, he couldn't figure it out.

Gu Nianzhi is only nineteen years old and has never done anything bad. Who hates her so much that she will destroy her reputation and die?

This method somehow reminded Huo Shaoheng of the sinister "H3aB7" incident two years ago, which was exactly the same and vicious.

Huo Shaoheng pondered, and found another email attachment sent to him in the mailbox of the public relations manager, which was the short essay outline for the replacement, and even provided some ultra-detailed details.

Huo Shaoheng: "..."

He looked at it calmly for a while, then physically deleted the full text of the attachment, and formatted a hard disk partition with a formatting program he wrote.

In this way, even if the deleted data on the hard disk is recovered, the data specially formatted by him cannot be recovered.

This time, if you find the email sent to him, you can find the IP address of the email.

When Huo Shaoheng once again saw the invalid IP that he and Gu Nianzhi were familiar with, he completely understood.

Their enemy is the only one from beginning to end.

This is the third one.

Remind everyone of the monthly and recommended tickets!

muah!

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