The room was filled with smoke and filled with a dull and depressing atmosphere.
Director Cheng Ziqiang smoked one cigarette after another, his brows furrowed, as if he was facing the biggest confusion in his life.
Opposite him, stood a woman who looked weak but had perseverance in her eyes. She was wearing a police uniform and had a tough attitude, and seemed to be arguing with Cheng Ziqiang.
Seeing that the woman still refused to give up, Cheng Ziqiang said angrily: "Xiao Zhang, I have explained to you repeatedly that there is no conclusive evidence for this matter, and the bureau is currently short of manpower, so how can it have the energy to send personnel to protect Han
Home? You should know that we are the country’s law enforcement agency, not the personal tools of some dignitaries!”
"Director Cheng!" Zhang Xinlan straightened her waist and said. "Don't you know about the last shooting case? The person they assassinated was actually Lin Ze! He still has three gunshot wounds on his body and has been recovering at home for nearly half a month.
Don’t you think we shouldn’t step in to protect the citizens when we learn that their lives are in danger? If Lin Ze is once again in dire straits due to our inability to protect him, or is even shot and assassinated by the gang, who will bear this responsibility?”
Cheng Ziqiang paused and continued to smoke his cigarette without making a sound.
"Director Cheng!" Zhang Xinlan continued. "I think you should know that Lin Ze is the personal bodyguard of the Han siblings. If an accident happens to the Han siblings because Lin Ze is injured or assassinated, who will bear the responsibility?"
If the failure to protect the citizens is only a small threat to Director Cheng, then the possibility of an accident involving the Han siblings makes Cheng Ziqiang quite uneasy. A look of helplessness flashed across his face, and he immediately stared at the man standing in front of him.
Zhang Xinlan, who was opposite, said: "Xiao Zhang, I have the same worries about what you are worried about. But what can I do? The superiors have already told me that there is no need for me to intervene in this matter, and there is no need for me to come and ask.
Tell me, what should I do?"
"The boss?" Zhang Xinlan frowned, and then smiled miserably. "I understand. Director Cheng is worried about damaging his future, right?"
Cheng Ziqiang's expression changed slightly, and he said calmly: "The environment Lin Ze is in and the people he comes into contact with are beyond the capabilities of our Central Police Station. Furthermore, the current situation is not clear, and we do not have any evidence to send people to protect him.
Lin Ze. Finally - the superiors conveyed an order to me to devote all police resources to investigate the shooting case. So Xiao Zhang, I advise you not to think too much and concentrate on handling this case. You are incapable of taking care of other things.
, and there is no need to take care of it.”
Snap!
Zhang Xinlan suddenly slapped her police chief's ID card on the table. Seeing that Cheng Ziqiang was a little shocked, she said calmly: "If I can't protect the people I should protect as a law enforcement officer, then I won't do it."
"Xiao Zhang, what are you doing?" Cheng Ziqiang couldn't help but said angrily when he saw this. "Are you going to resign because of this?"
"I didn't become a police officer to get promoted and get rich." Zhang Xinlan said disdainfully and took out the pistol from her waist.
"Xiao Zhang——" Cheng Ziqiang suddenly grabbed her arm and said helplessly. "There are some things that you will never understand without contact with you. Why don't you go back and think about it first?"
Zhang Xinlan smiled sadly and said, "No need, I've thought about it very clearly."
"Then -" Cheng Ziqiang took off the holster of his gun, and then placed the exquisite pistol in Zhang Xinlan's palm. "No matter what, you were once my capable subordinate. This gun - you can wait for this matter." Submit it when it's over. I'll delay your resignation procedure for a few days."
"Director Cheng, you——" Zhang Xinlan looked at Cheng Ziqiang strangely, with confusion on her face.
"After so many years in this industry, I am no longer the law enforcement officer with a sense of justice." Cheng Ziqiang patted her palm and smiled. "I have done a lot of things I shouldn't have done, and said a lot of things I shouldn't have done. What should be said. I will not and cannot even send even one police officer to assist Lin Ze - but I have always admired him. No matter what his identity or background is, what he does, from a man's perspective From the looks of it, he is a person worthy of respect."
"When the matter is over, notify me as soon as possible." Cheng Ziqiang said with a wry smile. "It has always been my strength to clean up the mess."
"Thank you, Director!" Zhang Xinlan said with emotion.
"Get out."
Zhang Xinlan turned around and exited the office, while Cheng Ziqiang silently lit a cigarette and took a deep breath.
He will not send police officers to protect the Han family.
It's not that the police force isn't enough, it's that he is being pressured by his superiors. This is not something that a person of his level can intervene in.
Yes, the evidence is indeed insufficient. But with the clues he has so far, Cheng Ziqiang can send a few police officers to the Han family, and if there is a problem, he will immediately send a large number of police officers to assist.
However, due to pressure from above and a certain boss giving him permission, he was not allowed to interfere or interfere in this matter. Otherwise - the people above did not continue, but Cheng Ziqiang, who had been in the system for decades, naturally Know the consequences.
He can't control it, and he doesn't have the ability to control it. All he can do is clean up the mess!
However, he couldn't figure out who Lin Ze had offended? Why would someone of this level be sent out to suppress him?
"I hope you can get through this difficulty." Cheng Ziqiang murmured. "No matter what, if Qiao Ba and you can only leave one person, I don't want it to be Qiao Ba. This person is too shameful!"
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After several long days of waiting, nothing unusual happened inside or outside the villa. The priest and the butcher even had some luck and thought, maybe the news was not accurate? No one would attack the Han family villa?
The members of the Little Knife Club were thinking wildly, but Lin Ze was sitting on the sofa watching TV with a calm expression, showing nothing unusual.
Han Xiaoyi was also holding a box of ice cream and eating it happily while watching the boring reruns.
"Lin Ze, when do you think they will come?" Han Xiaoyi curled up on the sofa and asked, lying on Lin Ze's shoulder.
"I don't know." Lin Ze shook his head.
"Maybe they don't dare to come?" Han Xiaoyi said whimsically.
"I also hope they don't dare to come." Lin Ze smiled.
"Are you nervous?" Han Xiaoyi said.
"Nervous." Lin Ze nodded honestly.
"But why can't I see that you are nervous?" Han Xiaoyi asked.
"Because my acting skills are very superb. If you touch my thigh, you will find that my leg is tight," Lin Ze said.
"Bah, what if you get angry when I touch you?" Han Xiaoyi curled her lips and said. "With my beauty, I'm afraid if I seduce you even a little bit, you won't be able to help but want to rape me."
"Miss Han, you think too highly of yourself." Lin Ze sneered.
"I am just stating a fact." Han Xiaoyi said angrily.
"Xiaobao is playing games upstairs?" Lin Ze asked, changing the subject.
"Yeah." Han Xiaoyi nodded.
"It's getting late, you should go upstairs and have a rest." Lin Ze lit a cigarette.
"No, I want to accompany you." Han Xiaoyi refused.
"Stay and watch me make a fool of myself?" Lin Ze smiled.
"I will die with you." Han Xiaoyi said carelessly.
"I am no longer a virgin." Lin Ze said coldly. "I have no regrets whether I die or not."
“Damn—” Han Xiaoyi raised her middle finger. “You wretched uncle.”
"Miss, can you bring me a bottle of wine?" Lin Ze suddenly said.
"What kind of wine?" Han Xiaoyi asked strangely. "In this situation, you still want to drink?"
"For spirits, the higher the concentration, the better." Lin Ze said.
"I really don't know what you are thinking, wait a minute." Han Xiaoyi jumped off the sofa to get the liquor, but a wry smile flashed across the corner of Lin Ze's eyes.
Han Xiaoyi brought a bottle of extremely concentrated spirits. She handed it to Lin Ze very carefully and said, "Do you really want to drink?"
"Yeah." Lin Ze grabbed the liquor and downed a third of it in one gulp. His pale face returned to a bit of bloodshotness and he muttered. "The weather is so cold, it's a good choice to have a glass of wine to warm up."
"What should I do if I get drunk? You said that this person is a top master. You don't naively think that if you get yourself drunk, people will let you go, right?" Han Xiaoyi curled her lips.
"I really thought about it -" Lin Ze took out the blade of the knife and poured liquor on the edge. He flicked his fingers and made a buzzing sound.
Ding ding ding!
The wind chimes outside the window suddenly swayed, and a gust of cold wind swept in, as if the wind force suddenly increased.
A strange color flashed across Lin Ze's face, and he suddenly grabbed Han Xiaoyi's waist, pulled her to his side, and said with a mouth full of alcohol: "Miss, what kind of perfume are you wearing? It smells so good."
"I rarely use perfume, it's just the scent of shower gel." Han Xiaoyi said with a little embarrassment and pride. "Of course, there is also the natural body fragrance."
"Tsk tsk - you are really getting thicker and thicker."
"I--"
Whoosh whoosh!
Three figures flew in from the gate——
Yes, they flew in. But instead of flying over the wall like in the movie, they flew in upside down. Like a kite with a broken string, it fell hard on the hard floor.
Blood spurted from the mouths of the three core members, splattering all over the white floor, which looked very shocking.
This sudden change immediately shocked Han Xiaoyi, but Lin Ze was still slowly drinking strong wine and watching boring entertainment programs. He didn't seem to care at all.
Kick!
The sound of soft footsteps came from outside the door. The priest and the butcher stood up at the same time, took out the cold-gleaming blade from their waists, and walked towards the door with an indifferent expression——
