Song Ping'an approached and saw Zhang Zongze in the car, tearing his own throat in pain.
He stretched out his hand to open the car door, looked at Zhang Zongze's face turned red, and said strangely: "Xiao Zhang, what are you doing?"
"Dad, Dad, I, I couldn't open the car door just now." Zhang Zongze took a big breath of air.
Exhausted and even more flustered, why is Song Ping'an here?
"Why are you here?" Song Pingan asked him calmly.
He was able to sit where he is today not because of Mr. Qin's support. He was a scout, had been a guard for many years, and had been a public security officer for so many years.
Some information quickly gathered in my mind——
This yard is said to be of the ocean;
There are a lot of supplies in the yard, and it is said that they are reselling them;
At the scene of the arrest, Zhang Zongze still hid in such a hidden corner and watched helplessly as Song Haiyang was arrested and beaten!
What does it mean?
It means that Zhang Zongze knew this and knew that Haiyang and his friends were making trouble, but he did not remind Song Haiyang, nor did he tell Qin Yi or Song Ping'an, but reported it to the relevant departments.
Not only did he report it, he also hid in a corner to ensure that Song Haiyang would be captured or even beaten to death!!
Whether he ordered those people to beat up Song Haiyang remains to be verified, but his current behavior is very bad.
If Haiyang is unlucky, what good can it do to Zhang Zongze?
Song Ping'an's eyes darkened in an instant.
But he didn't say anything. He couldn't be sure whether this matter was Zhang Zongze's own idea or a plan together with Song Xinyan.
This is his stepdaughter's husband, his own son-in-law, and the grandson-in-law of the Qin family. Song Ping'an cannot let the Qin family lose face in public.
Song Ping'an said to several police officers around him: "Send Xiaozhang to the hospital."
He turned around and took people back to the yard. He scouted around the yard, and a lighter on the coffee table caught his attention.
He picked it up and looked at it. There was a line of cursive characters on it: Happy adulthood!
The lighter was given to Song Haiyang by him on Song Haiyang's 18th birthday.
Although he does not recommend his son to smoke, it is not a big deal if he smokes as an adult.
During a business trip, he took a fancy to this metal lighter, had it engraved, and gave it to Song Haiyang.
This house is truly of the ocean.
The room is very messy, clothes and belongings have been turned around in a mess, and there are drag marks on the floor. I don’t know what was dragged. Could it be a sea of drag?
Comrade Lao Song's heart suddenly sank.
He called some young people who came to arrest people and asked them why they came to arrest people.
Now that the other party knows that Song Haiyang is Song Ping'an's son, he is not so bold in what he says, saying that someone has reported him, and this is speculation.
Indeed, a lot of rice, vegetables and even a lot of chicken, duck, goose and beef were found in the house.
Song Pingan asked: "Where are the things?"
These people looked at each other and said, "I was at the door just now, but the car and the goods suddenly disappeared, and the four drivers were thrown out."
"Who lost it?"
"The driver said he didn't see anyone..."
Song Pingan looked at the man seriously: "Are you telling a fairy tale?"
"Comrade Song, what I said is true. If you don't believe me, just ask them." The group of people nodded. They really found something and loaded it into three large trucks.
"We must pay attention to evidence when doing things. First of all, you said someone reported it, but did you investigate it? Did someone at the transaction site get the stolen goods?"
Seeing their chatter, Song Ping'an didn't get angry and said: "You didn't investigate! Let me ask the second question: How do you determine that the materials are used for speculation? Someone reported it, who reported it, and did they leave their real names?
Are you sure this is a false accusation?"
No!
None!
"Thirdly, where are the stolen goods? Don't tell me that they are missing! I'm not old enough to ride a horse. Don't tell me such nonsense. I just want evidence."
Where is the evidence!
"There is no evidence at all, yet you dare to come and arrest people in broad daylight? When they resist, you still beat them? You just steal things without asking for permission! Who gives you the power to do evil? Who gives you such courage?"
He looked at the blood on the ground and reached out to pinch it. It was fresh and must have been bleeding for a while.
Thinking that this was probably his son's blood, Song Ping'an felt a pain in his heart.
Whether Song Haiyang is good or not, his son knows.
He has been a bit naughty since he was young, but he never takes the initiative to cause trouble. Instead, he is not afraid of trouble and is not afraid of being beaten to death.
He didn't ask his son to join the police, but asked him to be a postman. He originally thought that since the legal system is not perfect now, it would be better to be a common man and be more comfortable.
I want my son to live a more stable, simple, safe and healthy life.
He didn't expect his son to be bullied like this.
He said to other police officers: "Since there are no goods, no people, and no parties to the transaction, then this matter is just something out of nothing! Breaking into private houses, robbing property, and injuring people for no reason. When did Dongpu District become a den of bandits?
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There needs to be an explanation for this.
Every time a word came out of their mouths, those people's hearts skipped a beat.
He stood up, put the gun in his waist, and walked away with a dark face.
Zhao Dayou, a young police officer, said: "Go to the hospital and see how injured the people who were beaten are. Tell them to just appeal, and say that I support their appeal."
Then he said to the thoughtful Public Security Officer Wu: "Go and investigate! Everyone who has done anything today must report it truthfully. No good person will be wronged, and no bad person will be spared."
He, Song Ping'an, is loyal to the Qin family because Mr. Qin is upright and upright.
Zhang Zongze is considered a loser.
Zhao Dayou immediately carried out the task and took a tricycle to the hospital.
Public Security Wu also took action and quickly finalized the plan.
My husband, the police officer, kept everything under wraps.
Let several police officers work separately.
One went to get the report letter, and the other immediately brought in all the people who beat people and stole things at the scene, and recorded their confessions separately.
In the name of caring, Lao Wu brought a large bag of gifts to visit Zhang Zongze and stayed with him.
Zhang Zongze did not dare to visit Chen Hui and could not find his friends. Wu Gongan was always "accompanying" him and could not go anywhere.
He said gratefully to Public Security Wu: "You are busy at work, so go back first. My illness is nothing to worry about. I just need to rest."
Mr. Wu said with a smile: "Comrade Lao Song won't rest assured if I don't see you getting better."
Zhang Zongze had no choice but to say: "There are a lot of things going on in my unit. I have to go back and take a look. I'll treat you to a drink another day."
"The body is the capital of revolution, and diseases still need to be treated. The doctor just said that you have heat stroke and you must rest."
The doctor had already been assigned to work by Public Security Wu and immediately said: "Yes, Director Zhang, you have a good rest and sharpen your knife before chopping firewood."
The panic in Zhang Zongze's heart is like a flood. He can't contact anyone now. There is no trace of those who were designated by him to go to the scene.
I wonder if they are avoiding him, or if they are being "accompanied" like him?
He would rather they take advantage of the situation, protect themselves wisely, and hide themselves!
He couldn't stop the sweat on his face, not only on his head, but also on his palms and soles, and it was cold sweat.
Both the doctor and Public Security Wu said: "Cold sweats in the middle of summer are not a minor illness. You must be hospitalized!"