Lang Feng hurriedly stretched out his hand and took a clean towel and handed it over. Chen Jun reached out and took it and wiped his hand. Then he raised his head and looked at Huang Qichao, who was almost paralyzed in front of him.

"Director Huang, have you seen the evidence?"

There is no place in Huang Qichao's body that does not hurt. He has seen many methods of forcing a confession before when he was in the Public Security Bureau, and he has never seen such a method.

The internal organs have been displaced, and every bone in his body seems to no longer belong to him.

As long as the two people holding him on both sides let go, he will definitely become a puddle of mud, and there will be no way to move at all.

He didn't want to endure this kind of pain anymore in his life, but if he admits it, his future will be completely ruined.

He gritted his teeth and said weakly, "Mayor Chen, I don't have one."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Jun had directly wrapped his hand in a towel and hit him in the face again with a punch.

Blood and teeth spurted directly from his mouth.

Chen Jun stood in front of him with a pair of dark eyes, looking at him harshly.

Without stopping his hand, he slammed it on his belly again.

Like Xiao Moli and the others, he has been trained since he was a child, but he rarely does it.

The strength of his fist is definitely not something ordinary people can bear.

Huang Qichao couldn't bear it anymore, and tried his best to shout, "Don't fight anymore, it's me. I let people exchange the test papers."

The person next to him immediately took a hundred paragraphs of confession written before, and a box of red inkpad, and brought it to Huang Qichao.

"See it clearly? Confirmed?"

Huang Qichao nodded weakly, and the man stopped talking nonsense. He directly dipped Huang Qichao's finger in the ink pad and pressed it directly to the place where the signature was drawn below.

Huang Qichao thought that his suffering would end here, but what he didn't know was that his suffering had just begun.

"Chen... Mayor Chen, is that all right?"

Chen Jun didn’t respond to him, and walked a few steps in front of him. He turned to watch him slowly and said, “The year before last, the 22-story high-rise building collapsed due to cutting corners in the Guangming District [Spring] project in S City. 16 people died and 83 people were injured. Later, due to compensation issues, workers rioted, resulting in 1 death and 12 injuries. [In the spring] The person in charge of the project absconded abroad with money, and there has been no news yet. It was you at the time. Deal with the depressed personally.

Last year, the Bureau of Finance allocated an amount of 300 million yuan in excess of the budget for urban reconstruction in old areas. Some people have witnessed that during the urban renewal period, you had close contacts with Director Zhou, who was in charge of urban renewal, and you even went abroad together to study and study foreign urban renewal and design.

This year, five government-supported projects in the new district were invited to bid at the same time, and the No. 2 and No. 5 projects were successfully taken away by Lingyun Group at a price that was only 10,000 yuan from the base price. For projects worth more than a billion yuan, their budget is only 10,000 yuan apart from our reserve price. Does Director Huang have anything to say? "

When Huang Qichao listened to Chen Jun’s words, one by one, he felt like a huge wave set off in his heart.

Even the pain in his body seemed to be completely forgotten.

But how did Chen Jun know these things?

What else does he know?

He swallowed hard and forced himself to calm down, "I...I don't understand what Mayor Chen really means."