Lu Xiaozhan laughed and said, "Second uncle? My grandpa is the only male relative in my family. How can I get a second uncle?"
Yang Meng said helplessly: "You don't have one, where is your An Qi?"
Lu Xiaozhan suddenly understood and slapped his forehead: "You mean him? But I have never seen An Qi's second uncle, and I don't know where he is."
Yang Meng smiled mysteriously: "You don't need to know, it's fine if I know. Now you just have to be a little aggrieved and spend the night here, and wait until tomorrow morning to continue making trouble."
It was already past ten o'clock in the evening. Lu Xiaozhan thought about it and it was right. It would be pointless to look for it now. There were only a dozen or so stray cats in the entire city bureau building. There was no point in making a fuss, so he nodded immediately.
: "Okay, please, Brother Yang, please find me a cleaner room, and I'll have a good sleep. By the way, one of my friends and my other friend's mother were also brought over to take care of me.
"
…
There are several detention rooms in the city bureau, but I really can't find any one that is clean. In the end, Yang Meng asked someone to clean it up before he arranged for Lu Xiaozhan to stay. He also arranged for Qi Xiuyuan to come in and give Lu Xiaozhan room.
As a companion, Puyu was locked in another single room and she was not allowed to go back for the time being.
Puyu was basically a victim in this matter. Since Lu Xiaozhan planned to cause trouble, he simply kept her here and suffered for one night at most, waiting to have fun together tomorrow.
The detention room here is quite clean, and there are not many people locked up in the nearby rooms. They all fell asleep with nothing to do at this time. Lu Xiaozhan didn't wipe his face, just let the blood stains on his forehead still remain, and Qi Xiuyuan was slightly
After chatting for a while, he left Handsome Qi behind and sat alone on the bunk to vomit. After all, Qi Xiuyuan was also a member of the Rainbow Group, so he was not surprised by the internal skills and mental methods of this ancient Chinese martial arts.
I had nothing to do, so I just lay down and fell asleep.
When Lu Xiaozhan woke up, it was already past 7:30 in the morning of the next day. After a night of breathing and adjusting, all the fatigue he had experienced in the past few days had been wiped away. Instead, he was in high spirits, waiting for that moment.
The director went to work.
At around eight o'clock in the morning, the director finally arrived late, but he still remembered Lu Xiaozhan's incident. When he arrived at the office, he hurriedly transferred Lu Xiaozhan to the interrogation room because he had just arrived in the office.
, I heard the report from the young police officer yesterday, saying that Lu Xiaozhan was not cooperative at all, and he accidentally smashed his head, which made the director a little annoyed - Prince Liu personally gave it to him.
After being informed, this kid must suffer some hardships. It would be best to let him spend some time in jail. But as it is now, he is far from meeting the requirements for jail.
So the director brought a subordinate to interrogate Lu Xiaozhan in person. With his more than ten years of interrogation experience, he was not afraid that he would not be able to find out anything.
As soon as he arrived at the interrogation room, the director almost turned his nose with anger as soon as he stepped through the door. Lu Xiaozhan, the suspect to be interrogated, did not sit there timidly like the others, but lay down on that room as if it were his own home.
On the chair, he was dozing with his eyes narrowed and one foot raised high. Looking at his leisurely look, all he had in hand was a fan and a teapot.
The director sat down with a dark face and slammed the table: "Sit up straight! Do you think this is a theater?"
Lu Xiaozhan opened his eyes a little and groaned: "Director, it's not that I don't give you face, but I was injured yesterday and I really can't sit up. You are tired. If you have anything to ask, just ask me.
Let’s just make do with it.”
The director immediately jumped up, pointed at Lu Xiaozhan and cursed: "Fart! Who hit you yesterday? Stop throwing dirty water on us here. Do I still know this trick of yours?"
Lu Xiaozhan pretended: "I was really beaten. Look, there is still blood on my forehead... Oops! Now it starts to hurt again!"
The director gritted his teeth in anger, reached out and pulled out an electric baton from the waist of the subordinate next to him, strode to Lu Xiaozhan, and said viciously: "I'm going to beat you? Okay, I'll send you there later."
Check your injuries, and check this one by the way. If you have any grievances, go to the provincial government and sue me!" As he said this, he turned on the switch, and a blue electric light emitted from the head of the electric baton.
Lu Xiaozhan was so frightened that he shouted: "Hey! You are the director, you can't take the lead in abusing lynching...ah!"
Before he could finish speaking, the director had already put the electric baton in his hand towards him, and Lu Xiaozhan suddenly let out a ghostly howl. The decibel was so high that he could hear it clearly even at the gate of the city bureau.
In fact, with Lu Xiaozhan's physical condition, he could completely withstand this voltage. However, in order to show that he was in extreme pain, he screamed at the top of his lungs. After all, after adjusting overnight, his Qi could be said to be
It has reached a point where it is quite sufficient.
The director bared his teeth when he howled for a while. He couldn't help but pick out his ears and cursed secretly: "This kid looks so thin, but he is in good health. Others would fall to the ground and foam at the mouth when he is hit with a stick. How can he still scream like this?"
ring?"
Lu Xiaozhan fell to the ground and gasped for breath. After a long while, he said intermittently: "Director... you, if you want to ask anything, just ask it directly. Don't stab me with a big stick, okay? I... I'm ticklish.
…”
One sentence made the director almost vomit blood with anger. He gritted his teeth and continued to thrust the electric baton up, cursing: "Are you ticklish? Then I will treat you for this disease!"
Sizzling...
A burst of lightning flashed, and Lu Xiaozhan let out another terrifying ghostly howl. The director held an electric baton in one hand and shocked him hard. He covered his ears with the other hand and let him scream. This is the city bureau, and he owns one-third of an acre of land.
Who dares to take care of me?
At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door of the interrogation room. The director locked the door when he entered, just because Liu Taiyuan had taken care of him and wanted to teach this kid a lesson. Now that he heard someone knocking on the door to disturb him, he felt a pang in his heart.
Annoyed, he yelled at the door at the top of his lungs: "Who is it? Get out of here!"
The knocking on the door suddenly stopped, and then turned into a violent banging on the door. The director finally couldn't hold it in any longer. Before his subordinates could open the door, he ran over himself, stretched out his hand to twist the door lock, and suddenly opened it.
, still cursing: "Which bastard? Didn't you see that I was busy?"
The door was suddenly opened, but to the director's surprise, the person standing outside the door was not any of his subordinates, but a man in his fifties with a serious face and a serious look. Behind him
Followed closely by a large group of people, all of them stood with their hands down, as if they were silent. The moment the director saw him, his feet suddenly became weak. After a moment of astonishment, he stammered: "Secretary An... Secretary An
?”
To be able to hold the post of municipal bureau director of a provincial capital city, it is of course impossible not to know the person in front of you - the secretary of the provincial party committee of the three eastern provinces, the second son of the An family who is famous in China, An Liang!
An Liang snorted and ignored him at all. He walked in with his hands behind his back. He glanced at Lu Xiaozhan who fell on the ground and the electric baton still emitting sparks in the director's hand. He said coldly: "What are you doing?"
What to do?"
The director tried his best to calm down, quickly put down the electric baton and said with a smile: "Secretary An, why are you here? I happen to be interrogating a prisoner here. This kid participated in a fight, injuring and maiming more than forty people..."
An Liang raised his hand and interrupted him, still saying coldly: "I asked you what you are doing!"
The director couldn't help but trembled at his feet, and cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead. Secretary An was known as the Iron-Blooded Secretary. He had a straightforward temper and never bowed to power and wealth. In ancient times, this would have been another Baoqingtian! But now he holds it.
He stabbed the person hard with the electric baton and was caught by him. If he couldn't come up with any reasonable explanation, I'm afraid his position as director would be over.
An Liang glanced at him expressionlessly, snorted, then suddenly turned to Lu Xiaozhan and said, "You brat! Get up and talk!"
Everyone present was startled. Why did Secretary An use this name for the suspect? But what happened next made them almost stunned - Lu Xiaozhan, who was half-dead by the electric shock from the director, suddenly got up from the ground.
He patted the dust on his body, raised his head and grinned at An Liang: "You are finally here. If you don't come, I guess my life will be decided here! Oh, by the way, how are you doing, brother Song? Second uncle.
!”
This sentence came to the ears of everyone present clearly. The power was almost as powerful as a thunderbolt. Cold sweat could no longer break out of the director's forehead. There were only two words turning over and over in his mind - It's over!
It’s over!
An Liang's sullen face suddenly relaxed a little, and he nodded: "A Song is not bad. He will be promoted recently. When the time comes, you two will meet and talk... Let me ask you, what is going on today?"
Lu Xiaozhan twisted his hands and feet and groaned: "Isn't this the case yesterday when I went to a friend's house to play and encountered her mother being blackmailed? Then I took a stand and beat all those gangsters down, but in the end, those
None of the gangsters came in. Instead, I squatted here all night. Today, I was stabbed with an electric baton by the director for a long time... By the way, yesterday they wanted to frame me unjustly, you see.
My forehead is broken because I was beaten by them."
This long paragraph of speech was as fast as a machine gun, and he explained everything yesterday and today clearly in one word. The more An Liang listened, the darker his face became. However, the director's face became paler the more he listened. After Lu Xiaozhan finished speaking, he still
He turned to the director and asked with a smile: "Director, do you have anything to add to what I said?"
With a bang, the director finally couldn't stand anymore and sat down on the ground, his face pale.
An Liang glanced at him expressionlessly, then glanced around at the people behind him, then turned back to the director and said in a deep voice: "Are you ready to explain to me here?"