The scene of Li Tongwei being taken from his office by the inspection team had been clearly captured on a phone, and the photograph was placed on the table.
The scene in that photograph shook Zhang Hua profoundly.
It struck directly at the bottom line he had been holding to.
What had he been holding to?
The belief that if he took most of the blame for Li Tongwei, Li Tongwei would be fine.
Afterward, Li Tongwei would be able to look after his family and give him certain privileges once he had taken the fall.
But...
Judging by the situation now, Li Tongwei had also come under investigation when he was arrested.
At this point, Zhang Hua needed to consider whether there was any point in holding out.
The staff from the Supervisory Department saw the expression on Zhang Hua's face.
As staff of a department dedicated to investigating disciplinary violations,
they knew perfectly well what that expression meant: Zhang Hua was considering whether to confess.
So a staff member continued, striking while the iron was hot:
"We know what you're thinking. You're wondering whether the person backing you will be able to get you out later."
"You kept your mouth shut and took some of the responsibility for others."
"The person backing you might appreciate that and give you some benefits later."
"But things are different now. The person backing you can no longer help you at all."
"He might even make you a scapegoat, or he might already have confessed to his own crimes. Under those circumstances, are you still going to refuse to confess?"
Hearing this, Zhang Hua fell silent.
Seeing that, the staff did not press him further, giving him enough time to think.
Nearly ten minutes passed before Zhang Hua raised his head slightly,