Crazy, you call it a prosecutor

Chapter 311 Nam Sung Joon's Reaction (Part [-])
The young prosecutor led Fan Yuanzong and Wen Jinghao away.

Sitting motionless on the chair, Huang Changshuo had a weird chuckle on his lips.

Immediately afterwards, he got up and left the conference room——
10:35 am.

Office of the Director of the NIS.

Dangdang.
Huang Changshuo knocked on the door.

"Come in!"

Huang Changshuo pushed the door open and entered, bowing and saluting.

"Dean!"

Nan Chengjun, who was correcting the document, raised his head and said with a smile, "Director Huang, what do you need from me?"

Huang Changshuo nodded solemnly.

"Dean, something happened. Someone reported it to the Supreme Prosecutor's Office. Minister Li Zaihua of the Second Supervision Department just now."

Crackling, he recounted what happened just now.

Nam Sung Joon's expression became uglier the more he heard it.

But he didn't get angry, but sat quietly on the chair.

Wait for Huang Changshuo to finish speaking.

Nan Chengjun said calmly: "Director Huang, you should be clear that [Fangpai Yuan] was founded by me, and I have always regarded it as my own son. Do you think there will be problems with [Fangpai Yuan]?"

Huang Changshuo shook his head desperately.

"Dean, [Fangpai Kite]'s achievements are obvious to all"

Having said that, he changed the subject: "However, the Supreme Prosecutor's Office will definitely not let it go. Do you want to hand over [Fangpai Yuan]'s personnel list and financial statements over the years?"

Nam Sung Joon glanced at Huang Changshuo.

"Changshuo, you are an old man of the NIS, and I don't need to teach you some things."

Huang Changshuo opened his mouth, hesitated for a moment and said, "Dean, compared with the larger prosecutor's office, we should first find out who made the report."

"For those who know [Fangpai Kite] so well, the whistleblower must belong to our insiders!"

Seeing the other party change the subject, Nan Chengjun was very dissatisfied.

In his opinion, what's the use of finding an informant? Could it stop the Supreme Prosecutor's Office from investigating? Dreaming!
Nan Chengjun's top priority is to find a scapegoat and destroy all the information on [Fang Pai Kite] as soon as possible to prevent future troubles.

As for whether the destruction of the information on [Fangpai Kite] would be suspected of himself, as the director of the National Conditions Institute, he has plenty of ways to shirk responsibility.

"Director Huang, it seems that your overall view needs to be improved."

"Forget it, don't worry about [Fang Pai Kite], I will send someone to receive all the original materials of [Fang Pai Kite]."

Huang Changshuo did not object.

"Dean, [Fangpai Yuan] has a lot of information, and it may take two days to sort it out."

Nan Chengjun is someone who has experienced it, and he is very clear about the scale of [Anti-brand kite].

"Okay, I'll give you two days to prepare, go out!"

Huang Changshuo nodded, turned and left the office.

After people leave.

Nan Chengjun finally couldn't help it, staring at the computer screen with red eyes.

"Who the hell betrayed me!"

After calming down for a moment, he picked up the handset of the landline and dialed the number.

Ten seconds later, the call was connected.

"Come to my office!"
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10 minute later.

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in!"

Zhang Wanchang heard the sound and pushed the door open.

This person is the Director of the Domestic Intelligence Affairs Division of the National Intelligence Service, which is under the Department of Internal Security.

Seeing the person coming, Nan Chengjun's heart was filled with anger, he grabbed a stack of documents and threw them at the person.

Forced by the power, Zhang Wanchang didn't dare to move, and let the document hit him in the face.

Nan Chengjun said furiously: "I didn't ask you to deal with it cleanly, why would something happen to [Fangpai Kite]!"

Zhang Wanchang was at a loss.

"Dean, what happened to [Fangpai Yuan]?"

Nan Chengjun said with a cold face: "Someone reported [Fangpai Yuan]'s financial fraud to the Supreme Prosecutor's Office, what do you say!"

Zhang Wanchang was shocked.

"Impossible, [Fangpai Kite]'s financial statement is made by myself, there will be absolutely no problem"

"And I have already deleted all the original financial statements and burned the relevant paper documents."

"Except for me, no one knows about [Fangpai Kite]'s financial situation!"

[Anti-brand kite] is a subordinate organization of the Domestic Intelligence Department.

But it was a secret organization created by Nam Sung Joon, so how could it be handed over to other people to manage it.

In fact, from the establishment of [Fang Pai Kite] until its disbandment last year, [Fang Pai Kite] has never been out of Nam Sung Joon's control.

And Zhang Wanchang is the last commander of [Anti-brand Kite].

Nam Sung Joon narrowed his eyes and stared calmly at the man in front of him.

"Sure it's only you!"

Zhang Wanchang was taken aback.

"what do you mean?"

Nan Chengjun reminded: "Idiot, where is the person who helped you do the accounting?"

"Don't say that I underestimate you. With your ability alone, it's impossible to keep [Fangpai Kite]'s account clean."

"I didn't want to expose it before, it was for your face, but the situation is different now."

Speaking of this, Nan Chengjun showed a ferocious face: "Tell me, where is that person!"

Seeing Nam Sung Joon's expression of wanting to eat people, Zhang Wanchang was so scared that he took a few steps back
"Dean, since you know everything, I won't keep it from you."

"It's true that [Fangpai Yuan]'s finances were not handled by me, but that person has already left the country, so how could he report you!"

Nam Sung Joon frowned.

"Going abroad? Can't you go back to the country again? Go and check immediately, where is that person now!"

Zhang Wanchang nodded and was about to leave.

At this time, Nam Sung Joon called to stop him: "By the way, help me monitor Huang Changshuo, I feel that something is wrong with that guy!"

In the past, Huang Changshuo told him to go east and never go west. Today, he was uncharacteristically sloppy, which shows that the situation is not optimistic.

"Alright Dean, if it's okay, then I'll go out first."

Nam Sung Joon was too lazy to look at Zhang Wanchang, who had done more than reveal.

"Get out!"

As Zhang Wanchang walked out of the room, Nam Sung Joon fell into deep thought.

It is not easy for the Supreme Prosecutor's Office to investigate the NIS.

In addition to the Great Court, you have to go through the Qingwa Terrace.

Now that the second surveillance department came, and it was Li Zaihua again, he had to think about it.

Nan Chengjun came back to his senses, and quickly took out his mobile phone to dial the number.

Ten seconds later, the call was connected.
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Qingwa Terrace.

Office of the Secretary General.

bell bell bell.
The bell rings.

Liu Wankui picked up the phone and looked at the caller ID, a strange look flashed in his eyes.

He presses the call button.

"Dean Nan, is there something wrong?"

Nam Sung Joon's voice came out.

"Secretary Liu, I wonder if you have time tonight, I have something to report to her!"

"Dean Nan, wait a moment, I'll check your itinerary for you."

After speaking, Liu Wankui casually flipped through the notebook a few times.

After a while.

Liu Wankui said, "Dean Nan, I'm sorry, your schedule is very busy today, I'm afraid you won't be able to spare time."

Nam Sung Joon was not reconciled.

"What about tomorrow?"

Liu Wankui flipped through the notebook again.

"Dean Nan, tomorrow your Excellency will receive an important foreign guest and have an important phone call."

"Dean Nan, can you see if this works? Once you have time, I will notify you immediately and arrange it for you!"

The voice fell.

Nam Sung Joon already realized the problem.

"Okay, thank you Secretary-General Liu."
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NIS.

director's office.

Nan Chengjun listened to the beeping sound in his mobile phone, his expression was extremely ugly.

Liu Wankui's refusal repeatedly showed that Ms. Park had an opinion on him.

How could Nam Sung Joon sit still and wait for death.

"You forced me!"

(End of this chapter)