"Xiao Zhao, what's going on? It's been an hour and you still haven't recognized this kid?" The young man was glaring at Le Pingfan angrily. The leader who had arrested Le Pingfan before was accompanied by a middle-aged man with a big belly.
The son of the local tax bureau chief came in and asked dissatisfiedly when he saw Le Pingfan's careless look.
The young man bowed in embarrassment: "Director, Brother Wang, this guy seems to be an old man. He is like a dead pig and is not afraid of boiling water. I think we must use some means to deal with this kind of rogue.
Otherwise, they won't take him seriously at all. Look at him, he seems to have made a mistake, and he's just like an old man in this interrogation room."
The pot-bellied director looked at Le Pingfan's nonchalant look and felt really unhappy. He was more accustomed to seeing that kind of trembling face. This is a police station after all, and it must have the majesty of a police station. Slow down.
He nodded: "Don't cause any trouble, and don't leave any traces. Put something thick on him."
"Okay!" The young man agreed excitedly, and then directly rolled up his sleeves, looking like he was ready to have a big fight...
The pot-bellied director seemed not to want to see the forced confession scene, so he turned around to leave. However, before he could step out of the interrogation room, his cell phone rang. After answering, his expression suddenly changed and he looked at it subconsciously.
Le Pingfan, who was so rested, kept nodding his head, and cold sweat instantly covered his forehead...[
After hanging up the phone, the director's face was already very pale. When he found that the young man was holding a baton and cursing, he was about to call Le Pingfan. He was so frightened that his heartbeat slowed down by half a beat: "Zhao Erda! Are you crazy! How dare you abuse it?
Lynching! What kind of people are you!"
This shout was quite abrupt. The young man who had already raised his baton high was suddenly stunned by the shout. He turned his head and looked at the pot-bellied director stupidly. For a moment, his mind was a little unable to react:
"Bureau...Director...you...don't you agree?"
"I agree with you, uncle!" The director rushed up angrily, and slapped the young policeman's baton to the ground: "It's because of people like you in the bureau that one mouse dropping ruined the whole pot of porridge! I
How could we possibly agree to your abuse of lynching! This is expressly prohibited! We are the people, and what we have to do is to ensure the personal safety of every citizen. We will not let any bad person go, and we will never wrongly accuse any good person! You are simply a police officer
A disgrace to the world!”
The young man was completely stunned... The boss, whose mouth was open, didn't know what to say... Not only the young man, but the two people who came in with the director also had their eyes widened in astonishment.
, I have no idea which show this is about...
"From today on, you are no longer a ****. Please deal with it after listening to it. I will have someone write a complete report on your situation for internal reporting and criticism. Your behavior must be curbed! Otherwise, we will not know.
How many innocent citizens will be harmed!" The director was out of breath after losing his temper. Then when he looked at Le Pingfan, his features that were still a bit sharp suddenly changed to a flattering smile:
"Hey, my subordinates are ignorant, don't be offended by Le Shao... How about going to my office for a cup of tea? How can this place be where Le Shao sits?"
"I should still be your suspect now." Le Pingfan raised his eyebrows... The drama of taking advantage of others before him is not good-looking at all.
"Hey, Mr. Le is joking. How could your dignified provincial governor's son be a suspect? His subordinates must have made a mistake. I'll repair them later. It's getting more and more ridiculous." The director's eyes were smiling with laughter.
Almost squinted.
"No, it's nice here, and the seats are quite comfortable. I told your men before that it's easy to let me in, but it's hard to let me out. I plan to stay here.
You guys go back." Le Pingfan's face remained unchanged and he said very casually. He didn't expect that his father-in-law would directly say that he was his son... It really gave him face...
Are you staying here?! The director was dumbfounded. He was in a state of confusion and didn't know what to do...