Many reporters were waiting at the police station to learn about Xiao Chen's suspected murder case. Some of them came from Wansheng Company. As long as they knew more about the situation, they would have materials to write about, and they would Gain appreciation from leaders.
"Hello, I am a reporter from Huafeng. Regarding Xiao Chen's suspected murder case, how is the progress of the police investigation? Is it true that Xiao Chen is the murderer as stated on the Internet?" the Huafeng reporter asked directly. This is also a question that many reporters want to ask.
So all the reporters present looked at Ma Chao, wanting to get the exact answer from him. However, Ma Chao is also a shrewd person. At this time, he cannot publish anything randomly and can only use a relatively vague concept. Deal with these reporters.
"I am one of the persons in charge of this case. First of all, I want to make a statement. No matter what is said on the Internet, it is unfounded and based on my own conjecture. Secondly, Xiao Chen is currently suspected. But it will take some time before the final confirmation, and the police are currently actively looking for evidence, so everyone is still waiting for official news," Ma Chao said solemnly.
"Officer Ma, it is said that the deceased this time was Secretary Zhang's son. I would like to ask if there is something shady about this." The reporter from Fengsheng Magazine asked this question very boldly, and it directly went to the main contradiction.
Everyone knows that officials protect each other, but no one dares to say it openly. The reason is very simple. If you offend these people, they will use many methods to kill you, making it impossible for you to continue to survive in Dongyang City.
But obviously for these reporters, risk means high reward. If they succeed, their bonuses will be very high. As the saying goes, people die for money and birds die for food. This is the truth. Ma Chao's eyes flashed a cold light, but It was quickly covered up.
"This time the deceased is indeed Secretary Zhang's son, but I want to make it clear that no matter whose child the deceased is, our police will handle matters in accordance with the law. There will never be that kind of cover-up behavior. We will not wrongly accuse a person. The same is true. I will not let a bad person go," Ma Chao said in a deep voice. After saying this, he left under the escort of his subordinates.
There were also a large number of reporters in the hospital. Unknown to them, they had learned that Zhang Zeyu’s wife was hospitalized, so they rushed over one by one. This was the family of the deceased. Everyone wanted to get some news from it. Obviously Zhang Zeyu also expected that there would be news. Reporters showed up, so he ordered people to guard the ward early in the morning and not allow any reporters to enter.
"Dong dong..." There was a knock on the door, and then a person from the Procuratorate came in and said: "Secretary Zhang, there are many reporters outside. They all said they want to see Secretary Zhang, but we have stopped them all so far. Outside, do you want to force them away?"
At this time, Zhang Zeyu was in a very bad mood. His son was dead and his wife was lying on the hospital bed. This series of blows made him a little tired. When he heard those reporters wanted to come in, he felt angry and said coldly: " I don’t care what their purpose is or who they are, I will drive them all away. I need a quiet environment, do you understand?”
Seeing that Zhang Zeyu was angry, the man nodded repeatedly and said: "Secretary Zhang is right, I will definitely drive all these people away. I will go out first."
Looking at Zhang Zeyu's gloomy face, the man didn't care to stay any longer, otherwise Zhang Zeyu's anger would be vented on him.
"Xiao Chen, all this is caused by you, I must let you die," Zhang Zeyu said with a gloomy face, his voice was very cold. It was obvious that he had murderous intentions towards Xiao Chen, and what was originally a good family has become a This miserable look would make anyone angry.
"Uh, you're promising, you're promising..." Jiang Xiaoqing made a weak voice, a trace of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his complexion didn't look very good, but this was indeed a good thing for Zhang Zeyu, because his wife woke up, This made his nervous heart relax.
"Xiaoqing, Xiaoqing, I'm Lao Zhang, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Zeyu asked with concern, looking closely at his wife, for fear that something unexpected would happen. He had already lost a relative and didn't want to lose another. Relatives.
"Lao Zhang, wu wu, Lao Zhang..." Jiang Xiaoqing started crying all of a sudden, her whole mood fluctuating greatly, tears streaming down from her eyes crazily, "Old Zhang, Youwei is dead, our son is dead , how can I survive,"
Zhang Zeyu felt very painful when he saw his wife like this, but he remembered the doctor's instructions not to let the patient's mood fluctuate too much, so he quickly comforted him: "Xiaoqing, don't cry, our son is dead. But I will not let his death be in vain. This time the murderer has been caught and he will be sentenced soon, and it will be the death penalty."
"The murderer, the murderer must be brought to justice," Jiang Xiaoqing said excitedly, his eyes suddenly turned cold, "Old Zhang, you don't need to say anything, I understand, I will definitely be strong and will not let him Our son died in vain,"
Jiang Xiaoqing's recovery is shocking. If other mothers learned the news of their son's death, they would definitely be very sad and grief-stricken, and would never become strong in a short time. But Jiang Xiaoqing did it. Zeyu felt shocked.
Shocked. Seeing that his wife understood so quickly and chose to be strong, Zhang Zeyu was naturally very happy, and at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that his wife would be depressed because of this, and would eventually die. .
"Xiaoqing, you are right. Our son is dead, but we can't just sink in. We still have something to do, which is to avenge our son. The murderer must be punished as he deserves." Zhang Zeyu said solemnly, with a very firm tone.
"Lao Zhang, I want to know who the murderer of our son is. Tell me," Jiang Xiaoqing said solemnly, her voice becoming a little cold.
"Xiao Chen, he was at the scene at the time, so his suspicion is very high," Zhang Zeyu said directly, without any concealment, because in his heart, he had already identified Xiao Chen as the murderer of his son.
"Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen," Jiang Xiaoqing muttered a few words in a low voice, her eyes exuding cold murderous aura, "Why does he have to fight with Youwei? Youwei is so good and obedient, why does he want to kill our son?"
"Xiaoqing, the doctor said you shouldn't get too excited and take good care of your health first," Zhang Zeyu said, holding back the pain in his heart. At the same time, he also wanted his wife to rest more and take good care of her health as soon as possible.