"Zuoqiu?!" Zhao Cheng was stunned. It was Zuoqiu who died. His face was uncertain. Zhao Cheng reacted immediately and ordered Hao Xin: "Seal the scene and no one can get close!"
Hao Xin hurriedly took off the cordon from the car and placed a cordon within ten meters around Beijing Hyundai's sports car. The scene was sealed.
"Captain Zhao, we are in big trouble now!" Hao Xin's face never turned red and turned pale.
"Yes!" Zhao Cheng nodded, his eyes narrowed into a thin slit.
"It must be that bastard, no, I'm going to catch him!" Hao Xin roared angrily.
"Calm down!" Zhao Cheng glanced at Hao Xin and said, "He doesn't have any time to commit the crime. Maybe we will have to give him a certificate of no longer appearing some other day!"
Hao Xin gritted her teeth angrily. She looked at the woman huddled in the corner of the car, walked up and asked, "Were you in the car at the time?"
The woman nodded.
"I am a police officer, please accept my questioning!" Hao Xin showed her police officer ID card. Unfortunately, she found that the woman's pupils were dilated. It was estimated that she had suffered a mental breakdown at this moment and was unable to write down the record at all.
Soon, fire engines and ambulances rushed to the scene. Alarm bells blared, and Scenery Street suddenly became lively. The crowd of onlookers was on three levels, inside and outside, making the scene a watertight one.
Some people said there was a shooting, some said it was a simple car accident, and some said someone was killed. In short, there are different opinions, and no one is convinced.
The results of the forensic on-site identification came out: the victim was headshot at close range with a 5.56 mm caliber pistol, resulting in death on the spot.
Zuo Qianhao had the habit of reading in the middle of the night. At this time, he was drinking strong tea and reading Houhei Xue. From Houhei Xue, Zuo Qianhao learned a lot of officialdom things. If he wanted to learn to be a human being and to be an official, he should
Must read this book.
Beep beep beep...
The phone rang rapidly.
Zuo Qianhao frowned immediately. He hated others interrupting his reading in the middle of the night.
"Hey!" Zuo Qianhao said in a bad tone.
"Secretary Zuo!" Zhou Tian said anxiously, "Something happened, something big happened!"
"Director Zhou, even if the sky falls, there will be a tall person holding it up. Why are you so nervous?" Zuo Qianhao said in a bad tone. Although Zhou Tian had a glimmer of hope to become the secretary of the municipal party committee, he never
He had never taken him seriously, let alone any competitor. What's more, Zhou Tian was still a member of Secretary Qin's lineage. Zuo Qianhao took a slow sip of tea and asked: "Tell me, what happened?"
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"Secretary Zuo, something has happened to your...young master!" Zhou Tian was so nervous that he could hardly speak.
"Haha, Director Zhou, please bear with me for this!" Zuo Qianhao smiled. He knew his son's character and guessed which girl he had raped this time. However, Zuo Qianhao
He didn't care, his son was still young and it would be good to vent more, so he always indulged his son very much.
