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Chapter 2817 There is a knife hidden in the cuff
"Where else are you going to take me?" Cao Jian asked. As soon as he asked this question, it was not difficult to see that he was still a child. Although this sentence was reasonable and reasonable, he was still very nervous and tangled mentally. .
"Have you eaten?" Wan Weimin suddenly asked.
The policemen thought they were being asked, and the boy sitting in the passenger seat quickly replied: "We have eaten. Director Wan, if you are hungry, there is a good restaurant in front of you. Our criminal police team often goes there." , how about we go to the front,"
"Who asked you? I'm asking Cao Jian, Cao Jian, have you eaten?" Wan Weimin asked again.
"What kind of food do you want to eat? Of course I didn't eat dinner," Cao Jian said.
"If I treat you to a meal, we can be considered friends. Am I qualified to make friends with you?" Wan Weimin asked.
Cao Jian became even colder, and his heart was pounding. He thought that he was a sinner now. He even smashed their car. Now that he was caught by them, shouldn't he be taken to the Public Security Bureau for interrogation?
Cao Jian was not afraid of the interrogation, but he was mainly afraid that his father would find out about this matter. Therefore, Cao Jian had been very nervous along the way and did not dare to breathe. Now that he heard that Wan Weimin was going to take him to dinner, Cao Jian was even more confused. .
Just now, Cao Jian felt that Wan Weimin was a very sophisticated person, and now he was even more confused about what Wan Weimin wanted to do.
He also talked about making friends. Anyone who knew about his relationship with his father would basically not get too close to Cao Jian. Not only did Wan Weimin not alienate Cao Jian, he even said he wanted to make friends.
Cao Jian showed an indifferent look and said, "Just eat and go, just go to the restaurant in front of them as they mentioned,"
"Chief Wan, this...this is against the rules," said the policeman next to him.
The police officers in the Interpol Team sometimes feel very good about themselves and feel that they are above the Public Security Bureau. People from other departments would never question Wan Weimin so straightforwardly.
Wan Weimin parked the car on the side of the road and said to the police: "Get out of the car first and walk back by yourself."
"Director, this... what does this mean? We came with you to solve the case, and... this is... this is our criminal police team's car..." said the policeman from the criminal police team.
Wan Weimin glanced at the policeman and shouted: "What the hell is there so much nonsense? I am the director, and your criminal police team is under my fucking control. What happened to me using your criminal police team's car? If you have the ability, go back and tell me Go to the director, or tell the captain of your criminal police team to get out of here."
After being scolded by Wan Weimin, these people really didn't dare to say anything. They got out of the car dejectedly and watched as Wan Weimin drove away with Cao Jian in his car.
Pier 3, this is not a pier, but a private bus terminal. Its name is "Pier 3"
It can be regarded as a transit station mainly for logistics.
But it is a relatively small logistics transfer station, but there are many people coming here, basically all of them are private business logistics.
Moreover, there is another famous restaurant in this place. It is opened by the owner of this logistics transfer station. It is a relatively large hotel called Pier 3 Hotel.
The food here is very unique, with flavors from all over the country, and you can also cook two different cuisines together. It has a unique taste and is very famous throughout Zhouguang City.
Therefore, this place has become a place where diners often come. Of course, they must be relatively wealthy diners. Ordinary people cannot afford to come here.
The policemen are all rich and are used to eating and drinking with public funds. It doesn't matter if they come to such an occasion to eat or consume public funds. The people above will not be able to find out about this at all.
The restaurant in front that the policemen were talking about just now was referring to the Pier Three Hotel.
Wan Weimin has been here before, but not many times, mainly because there are not so many opportunities. Since this time he is inviting Cao Jian to dinner, he should come here to have a good meal.
The two parked the car at the door and walked into the hall. There were many people in the hall.
The greeter asked politely: "Sir, please come in."
"Open a private room for me upstairs," Wan Weimin said.
"I'm sorry, sir, there are only seats on the first floor today. The private room upstairs has been reserved."
"Everything has been decided," Wan Weimin asked while exchanging stocks for four weeks. No one was getting married today, and who was getting married so late at night.
"It is true that there are no seats left. You and this gentleman can sit in the lobby. The environment here is also very good," the greeter said.
"I have to go to the private room and open one for us. I'll give you double the money," Cao Jian said as he took out his wallet.
"I'm sorry, sir, you can't give us as much as you say. No matter how much you pay, we can't open a private room up there," the receptionist said.
"How many people are there in the bakery above? There really isn't even one left," Wan Weimin asked.
"There are already people up there, but you don't want anyone to disturb those who come over, so book all the private rooms. Even if they only occupy one of them, the others will not be open to the public," the receptionist said honestly. Tell the truth.
When he heard this, Cao Jian was not happy. He thought that even the son of the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau did not receive such treatment. Who could be so crazy?
"Who is coming from above?" Cao Jian asked.
"I heard that a big boss from Southeast Asia came here to do business," the welcoming lady said.
"In Southeast Asia, what kind of business can those southern barbarians do here? Maybe it's white powder," Cao Jian said and glanced at Wan Weimin.
Wan Weimin shrugged indifferently and said, "Since we are foreign friends, let's not argue. Let's just do it in the lobby on the first floor." With that, Wan Weimin found a place to sit down.
Cao Jian was still a little reluctant and sat down as well.
There was a man sitting next to them. This guy was tall and thin. He was sitting there by himself. He was wearing a white peaked cap and sportswear. He looked like he was playing golf, but his hands didn't look like they were holding golf balls. A golf club hand, but like a machete hand.
There was a cup of tea placed in front of this person.
After drinking the last sip of tea, Li Xin stood up, hid this message in his sleeve, and walked upstairs...