The villagers of Dawang Village had never seen such a formation before, and they followed the police car to the Dragon King Palace.
Luo Meili also took her son and ran forward with the people.
Dragon King Hall is a forbidden area in Dawang Village and is very sacred and mysterious in the minds of every villager.
If something happens to the Dragon King Palace, it will definitely be a big deal.
No one knows that the God in their hearts is about to collapse.
It was already 9 o'clock in the evening, night had fallen, and the Dragon King Palace was brightly lit under the illumination of street lights.
A large number of police officers rushed to the scene, loaded with guns and ammunition, and surrounded the Dragon King Palace.
The joint defense team members at the scene didn't dare to confront the police. They all dropped the weapons in their hands and squatted down with their heads in their hands.
Criminal investigation captain Liu Sheng ordered the police to gather all the joint defense team members together and put them under the supervision of the Yan family.
Then he took a few of his men to the dungeon of the Dragon King Palace.
Of course, Zhao Jing explained everything clearly to him on the phone.
After entering the narrow dungeon, a foul smell hit his nostrils, and Liu Sheng couldn't help but frown tightly.
Zhao Jing took the initiative to reach out to him: "Hello, I am Zhao Jing.
Deputy Captain of the Criminal Investigation Detachment of Longzhou Police Station.”
Liu Sheng quickly stretched out his hand to hold her: "Hello, Xiao Zhao, I am Liu Sheng."
"Hello Captain Liu.
I told you the general situation on the phone, now look, this is the scene..."
Liu Sheng ordered his men to take photos to collect evidence.
Zheng Minghui was shot in the thigh and lay on the ground groaning and moaning in pain. Blood flowed all over the floor and dyed his pants red.
Two policemen lifted him up and handcuffed him.
This guy struggled, became very angry, and roared crazily: "Let me go! I am Zheng Minghui, the village chief of Dawang Village, and the chairman of Dawang Group. Haven't you heard of my name?
I am a nationally famous expert in getting rich, an advanced worker, and a model worker! I have received numerous honors and medals, I have been received by state leaders, and even those foreigners admire me very much. Who of you dares to arrest me?
Don't you want your life?
let me go!"
Snapped!
Chen Long slapped him in the face.
"Zheng Minghui, please wake up, you are still dreaming about your spring and autumn dreams.
That was you in the past, not you now.
You are already old, and you could have enjoyed your old age with these honors, but unfortunately, you were dazzled by these honors, your selfish desires expanded, and your old age was not guaranteed.
Now, the only thing waiting for you is prison, so just reflect on it in prison."
Zheng Minghui received a heavy slap in the face, looked at the powerful police standing around, looked at the dying Song Zhilian, Xie Min's hateful eyes, and the drooped heads of several companions, and finally woke up.
His eyes suddenly dimmed, and he sighed deeply: "Alas... I want more glory, more sense of accomplishment, and let everyone kneel at my feet and look up. None of this is possible.
Already."
"Of course it's impossible.
You regard yourself as the local emperor of Dawang Village, aloof and able to do whatever you want. No one will kneel at your feet and look up to you except the losers around you.
However, if you maintain your original intention and really take every citizen in the village into consideration, they will naturally look up to you and worship you."
Zheng Minghui looked at him with much calmer eyes: "Young man, who are you from Song Zhilian?
What's your relationship?"
"We have no relationship at all. We just met once in Longzhou."
"How do you know he's in my hands?"
"God knows what you did.
If you want others to not know, you have to do nothing unless you do it yourself.
When you do good deeds, people will see you and remember you in their hearts.
Even if you do bad things, you can't escape God's eyes."
"OK.
I consider myself unlucky."
Zheng Minghui was handcuffed, his head lowered, and he limped toward the door.
Two policemen were holding him down from behind.
The rest of the people were escorted by the police and walked outside dejectedly.
Liu Sheng looked at Chen Long: "You must be Aaron. Captain Zhong introduced you to me in detail on the phone."
After speaking, take the initiative to extend your hand to show friendship.
Chen Long shook hands with him with a smile on his face: "Captain Liu, nice to meet you."
"Aaron, a famous hero in Longzhou. Your heroic deeds could fill a thick book. It's a great honor to meet you."
Zhao Jing smiled and said: "Liu Captain, Brother Long has done a lot of heroic deeds in our Longzhou, and I'm afraid he will also do a lot of heroic deeds in Jinrong this time.
For example, if Zheng Minghui was arrested this time, if it weren't for Brother Long, I'm afraid we would never be able to find evidence of Zheng Minghui's crime, and we would always let him go unpunished and be his local emperor freely."
Liu Sheng nodded repeatedly, deeply convinced, and very serious: "The arrest of Zheng Minghui has such a huge impact that it will soon cause a sensation throughout the country.
I’m afraid there will be many reporters interviewing you.”
Chen Long quickly shook his head and waved his hands: "No, no, no, Captain Liu, this matter is your fault and has nothing to do with me at all. Don't let reporters bother me."
"Aaron, how come this has nothing to do with you?"
Liu Sheng looked puzzled.
Zhao Jing smiled and said: "Captain Liu, maybe you don't know that Brother Long is very low-key. No matter what he does, he refuses media publicity and reporting. He is still an unsung hero in our Longzhou."
Chen Long had already carried Song Zhilian on his back and went out.
Song Zhilian was covered in bruises and was so weak that he had no strength to walk at all.
In the square outside, a large number of villagers gathered, making it a sea of people.
Everyone was very curious and didn't know what happened.
Luo Meili and her son stood in the crowd.
Zheng Hongyu and her mother Yang Lisa were also standing in the crowd.
Yang Lisa is just in her early 40s, neither fat nor thin, elegant and elegant. She used to be a famous beauty in Dawang Village.
Even now, as she has reached middle age, her charm is still there, her figure has not changed at all, and she is very pretty.
Although Zheng Hongyu was imprisoned by her father, her mother immediately regained her freedom as soon as she came home from get off work and fiercely sued her father in front of her mother.
Lisa Yang only has such a precious daughter, so of course she should give her good comfort.
"Mom, look, that's my dad's Hutouben. My dad must be in it."
"Your dad is the master of the Dragon King Palace, so it's not surprising that he is there.
But with so many police officers at the scene, what happened inside?"
"Mom, please call my dad."
Yang Lisa thought it was right, so she took out her mobile phone and called her husband.
The call went through, but was quickly cut off.
Yang Lisa frowned: "What's going on?
Why are you pinching my phone?”
After a while, several people came out of the gate of Dragon King Hall. The first one was Zheng Minghui, who was limping. Two policemen grabbed his arms from behind.