Two hours after the incident, in the hospital.

A middle-aged woman with a slim figure, fair skin and handsome facial features led four or five people to hurry outside the clinic door.

Indoor, Xiaohu was lying on the bed and looked up and saw the middle-aged woman: "Mom!"

"Son, are you okay?" The middle-aged woman entered the room with a panic expression and hurried to the doctor: "Where is the injury? Is it serious?"

Xiaohu was actually not seriously injured. In addition to being hit by a baseball stick, he was only damaged by a fire gun twice. So his skin was just scratched and his arm was slightly broken.

But the middle-aged woman felt sorry for her beloved son and asked with a tremolo voice: "Who made you like this? Why did this arm be bandaged like this?"

Xiaohu is a person who is very good at pretending to be wronged and can be a good scene. When he saw his mother, his emotions had not exploded yet. But when he looked up and saw that his mother was following the deputy director of the Kaiyuan District Superintendent, he immediately howled: "Mom, someone wants to kill me!"

"Kill you?" The middle-aged woman looked shocked: "Who wants to kill you?"

...

After more than ten minutes.

The middle-aged woman stood at the door of the clinic and called Xiaohu's father.

"Hello?"

"Your son was shot and shot, and he was in the intensive care unit of the hospital." The middle-aged woman said with some exaggeration: "He? He said someone wanted to kill him."

"Don't listen to him nonsense," Xiaohu's father was stunned for a moment, and immediately frowned and responded: "This kid can have the best scene every day."

"I'm in the hospital." The middle-aged woman responded with a serious expression: "Xiaohu's friend was shot twice and was seriously injured. Xiaohu was also hit on the head with a fire gun, and his arm was cracked... and he couldn't move at all."

"Have you really shot?" Xiaohu's father asked in surprise.

"Do you think I'm joking? Do you think my mother is joking about this?" The middle-aged woman said in a trembling voice: "The doctor repeatedly emphasized to me that our son is very lucky because fire guns can kill people. Do you know?"

Xiaohu's father was silent for a while and asked, "Who did it? Why?"

"It's still the same pharmaceutical factory. Xiaohu told me that he and the mistress accidentally touched the interests of some hooligans, so they threatened him." The middle-aged woman cursed with anger: "These people are so unpredictable to do things. They are so cruel to do it. I have to ask for an explanation for my son."

"Don't lose your mind immediately when you see your son suffer a little grievance." Xiaohu's father frowned and said, "Pharmaceuticals are quite complicated, so you'd better wait until I go back."

"When will it take you to come back?" the middle-aged woman yelled with red eyes: "Is it easy for a child to do some career outside? During this period, our son has lost four or five pounds for this matter... When will I support him when I am a mother? Forget it, I won't tell you anymore, I will call the police station."

"Wait a moment..." Xiaohu's father opened his mouth and shouted, but found that there was a busy voice coming from the phone.

Five minutes later, Xiaohu's mother, one of the directors of the three major investment banks in District 9, called Songjiang Police Station and said very familiarly: "Uncle, I'm in the hospital. Oh, Xiaohu was shot with a gun. What do you think...!"

...

About twenty minutes later, the police officer of the Kaiyuan District Superintendent went to the gate of Phoenix Entertainment City to investigate and asked Wu Tianyin, one of the witnesses. But the latter was a social veteran and knew what to say and what not to say. So when the police asked, he said three words, but he didn't see clearly, didn't know, and didn't pay attention...

After the police asked the people who were eating melons one by one, they did not find any useful clues and could only withdraw the team in a hurry.

After staying up to the middle of the night, Wu Tianyin cleaned up the stall in a neat manner, rode a tricycle to his cousin's house.

On the way, Wu Tianyin accidentally noticed that on the street in front of the Kaiyuan District Council Building, there were many people holding banners and quilts, lying at the door of the parliamentary compound to rest.

Wu Tianyin was a little curious, stepped on the brakes and asked, "Uncle, what are so many people doing here?"

On the cold ground, an old man was wearing a military coat and eating dry food and replied: "Tax resistance."

After a brief moment of stunnedness, Wu Tianyin parked the car on the side of the road, took out some snacks and side dishes that were not sold in the three-wheeled cargo box today, and placed them on the side of the road.

The old man was stunned: "You're not going to do it tomorrow?"

"This thing will break tomorrow. You can eat it, haha!" Wu Tianyin smiled, stepped onto the bike and left.

"Thank you!" the old man shouted.

Wu Tianyin rode his bike in the cold wind, turned around and smiled at him, and felt an inexplicable sense of existence in his heart.

...

That night, someone called Zhang Liang to hide and asked him to find someone to talk to him about this matter, but the latter seemed to be indifferent to the shooting that happened at night.

The next day, morning.

Zhang Liang still arrived at the company on time, preparing for the afternoon snow removal.

Downstairs, several police cars stopped and followed a deputy captain of a major case team in the police station and led a dozen people into the company.

"Hello, who are you looking for?" Cleaner asked first.

"Stand there and don't move." The deputy captain pointed at the cleaning staff and scolded him, and led his people upstairs with great momentum.

Less than two minutes later, more than a dozen police officers rushed into the manager's office.

Zhang Liang, who was sitting on the sofa, was stunned and looked up and asked and answered: "Who are you looking for?"

"Are you Zhang Liang?" asked the deputy captain.

"I'm yes." Zhang Liang nodded.

"Come on, get up, raise your hand." The deputy captain shouted.

Zhang Liang sat on the sofa without moving, and asked with a smile: "What are you doing? What's wrong with me? Just ask me to raise my hand?"

"Why do you talk so much nonsense? I'll let you get up." The deputy captain glared and shouted.

Zhang Liang looked at him with a crooked neck, still sitting on the sofa without moving.

"You didn't hear me talking to you!" A police officer reached out and wanted to pull Zhang Liang's arm.

"Hulala!"

Three or four strong men rushed in outside the door, but they were not at all in front of the police officer, so they pushed away the young man who wanted to pull Zhang Liang.

"What are you doing? Are you violently resisting the law?" The deputy captain pulled out his gun directly.

"Don't move." Zhang Liang waved his hand at his own people, looked up at the deputy captain and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"We suspect that the shooting in Phoenix Entertainment City last night has something to do with you," the deputy captain responded expressionlessly: "Now take you back to investigate."

"Do you have evidence?" Zhang Liang asked.

"Do you still need evidence to take you back for investigation?" the deputy captain asked with a dark face.

After a little silence, Zhang Liang replied with a smile: "I advise you, it's easy to bring me in, but it's difficult to send me out. You'd better think about it before doing things."

"How can you brag so much?" The deputy captain pulled Zhang Liang's arm and said, "Get up for me."

...

Half an hour later.

Fu Xiaohao walked to Qin Yu and whispered: "Zhang Liang was arrested."
Chapter completed!