The rise of special forces from the boot camp

Chapter 150 The Panicked Yu Wanhe
SJ City, inside the police station.

Jiang He had just arrived at his office, soaked a lot of supplements such as wolfberry in a thermos, leaned on the desk and chair, squinted his eyes and recalled yesterday's foreign language class, and couldn't help feeling in his heart that he could fight another [-] rounds. impulse.

"Beep ring! Beep ring!"

At this moment, Jiang He's personal phone rang, breaking Jiang He's fantasy.

Jiang He frowned irritably, then glanced at the caller ID, saw that it was the police officer he sent to cooperate with Yu Wanhui, pressed the answer button and said softly, "Speak!"

"Yu...Yu Wanhui is dead!" the other party tremblingly said, "He was shot and killed in the elevator."

"flap!"

Hearing the sound, Jiang He stood up abruptly, with a hint of disbelief and panic in his eyes.

Three minutes later, Jiang He came out of the office in a hurry, got into his special police car, and headed towards the Yu Group.

At the same time, a large number of police cars were dispatched to Yu's building, preparing to seal the news tightly.

At the same time, Cui Zhe walked into the police station with a tired face. Seeing the police car roaring out, he looked for a police officer with a puzzled face and asked, "What happened?"

"Yu Wanhui of the Yu Group was shot dead and put in the elevator." The policeman replied quickly.

Xu Su froze for a moment, rushed to his car, and drove towards Yu's building.

At this moment, Nanshi.

In a certain golf course, Yu Wanhe was wearing a pure white sportswear and a peaked cap, and swung the club in a standard posture.

"Peng!"

A few strokes were prepared to hit the golf ball, and the golf ball drew an arc in the air and fell into the distant hole accurately.

"Clap clap clap..."

Surrounding Wanhe, several well-dressed middle-aged people clapped and said, "This ball is played neatly and beautifully!"

"It can't be done." Yu Wanhe smiled and said, "I'm getting old and useless."

"Now when you are young, how can you say you are old?" A middle-aged man licked his face and raised a question.

Yu Wanhe waved his hands, looked at the distant sky, and said softly with his hands behind his back, "Old Zhou, I understand what you want. I can give you a loan, but I have one condition."

"Mr. Yu, please tell me!" The middle-aged man named Lao Zhou hurriedly replied.

"I want to use this money to buy shares in your company." Yu Wanhe said softly, "I want to own more than 60.00% of the shares."

"Mr. Yu, this..." Lao Zhou looked a little hesitant when he heard the sound.

"I'm only the controlling shareholder behind the scenes. How about you control the specific direction of your company?" Yu Wanhe looked at Lao Zhou and said with a smile on his face, "I only have one condition."

Lao Zhou was silent for a while, then raised his head and asked, "Can you give me a reason? Compared with Yu's, my company has no value of being acquired at all."

Yu Wanhe pondered for a moment, put his hands behind his back, looked up at the sky and said, "I want to build a business empire, an indestructible business empire."

Lao Zhou looked at Yu Wanhe's back, was silent for a while, and said softly, "You want to be Shen Wansan?"

Yu Wanhe turned his head when he heard the sound, showing an intriguing smile.

"I agree." Lao Zhou nodded.

"You won't regret your decision." Yu Wanhe stretched out his hand and said, "Welcome to join."

"Snapped!"

The two held hands together.

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz..."

At this moment, Yu Wanhe's personal phone rang, Yu Wanhe took out the phone and glanced at it, gestured to Lao Zhou, then answered the phone and said, "Xiaomei, what's the matter?"

"Less President was... shot to death!" Ye Mei's voice came out.

"Snapped!"

Hearing the sound, Yu Wanhe took two steps back with a pale face. The phone in his hand fell off in an instant, and he passed out without taking a breath.

"Crash!"

The golf course suddenly became chaotic.

At the same time, a certain inspection office in the provincial capital.

After two days of interrogation and several games, Xu Su stepped out from the gate of a certain prosecutor's office.

"Snapped!"

Xu Su first lit a cigarette, took two puffs, then called his family to report his safety, then called Wang Chen's number.

"No one answered." After a while, Xu Su put down the phone, muttered, and called Cui Zhe.

"Captain Xu, are you out?" The call was quickly connected, and Cui Zhe's voice came out.

"Yeah." Xu Su nodded and said, "It's just a process."

"Something happened." Cui Zhe said quickly, "That kid Wang Chen shot Yu Wanhui to death."

"What?" Xu Su couldn't help opening his mouth wide, and the cigarette in his mouth fell to the ground.

After a while, Xu Su hurriedly stopped a taxi and headed towards Songjiang quickly.

The third division, in Mi Feng's office.

With the phone in his hand, Mi Feng said with a serious face, "Yes! I will discipline him well. This situation will never happen again. Good. Good."

After a while, Mi Feng hung up the phone, rubbed his face and muttered, "It's really time to discipline, it's a bit too harsh, damn it."

"Beep ring, beep ring!"

At this moment, the phone rang. Mi Feng took out the phone, glanced at the caller ID, and answered, "Xiao Xu, what's wrong?"

"Mr. Mi, this boy Wang Chen has caused a disaster." Xu Su said urgently, "He shot Yu Wanhui to death."

"What?" Mi Feng exclaimed.

"I don't know the specific situation, I'm rushing there." Xu Su said quickly, "Mr. Mi, you have to find a way to save his life."

"You bastard!" Mi Feng cursed on the phone, and roared loudly, "I'm going to kill myself, no one can fucking save him, don't worry about anyone, just sentence him to death."

After finishing speaking, Mi Feng hung up the phone directly and stood in the office panting continuously.

After a while, Mi Feng cursed, walked back and forth in the office twice, and then took out his mobile phone and dialed a number to call.

At around eleven o'clock in the morning, various media in SJ City began to report on the case of the shooting of the chairman of the Yu Group, and the entire SJ City began to boil for a while.

Around 11:30 in the morning, Songjiang's top leader personally ordered the establishment of a special task force, with Jiang He as the task force leader and Cui Zhe as the task force's deputy team leader, to investigate this case.

During the period, Cui Zhe's appointment as the deputy head of the task force was opposed by half of the leadership team, but with the resolute attitude of the top leader, Cui Zhe finally got his wish.

At 01:30 in the afternoon, the gunshot wound on Wang Chen's body was treated, and he was forcibly taken to the interrogation room of the Municipal Bureau within 10 minutes after he left the operating room for interrogation.

At the same time, Yu Wanhe's Maybach set off from Nanshi and headed straight for Songjiang.

At this point, a new storm has officially launched.

(End of this chapter)