Before I took the money bag and talked to the old man, my head was actually dizzy. I didn't understand him, so I completely followed my own way of thinking to figure out his instinctive reaction when he saw the money.
In our city where the per capita salary is around 2,000, it takes more than 1 million to save for fifty years without eating or drinking. I don’t know what the rich people think, but I only know myself. If I have the opportunity, I will definitely take it. I am
Based on this idea, I didn’t think about anything unnecessary when I went to tell Lao Fu.
I was lying in the ditch, exhausted, my T-shirt was soaked with sweat, and I touched my wet face with my hands. I felt a little scared. What should I do if the old man rejected me at that time?
Would I shoot him and then chase him?
Shit, I accidentally ended up on the run again.
Ten minutes later, Mi Zhongguo led the police to Baomi Di and asked Lao Fu and me, "Where are the people?"
"!" The old man sat on the ditch, lowered his head and gritted his teeth. His expression was a little dazed, and he did not realize what Mi Zhongguo said.
"Run away!" I didn't know if I was really stuttering or if I was pretending to say it.
"Run away?! Why didn't you shoot??" Mi Zhongguo was stunned for a moment and asked with a frown.
"You have a fucking gun, but I don't have one!" I replied with a blank look while lying on the ground.
"I didn't have a chance to open it, I got stabbed in my hand!" Old Fu's voice suddenly came out.
Mi Zhongguo lowered his head and glanced at the old man's bleeding palms. He was silent for a moment and shouted: "Bring in the stretcher!!"
On the way back to the car.
Mi Zhongguo held his chin and said nothing. The old man refused the stretcher and sat in the back seat. He lowered his head expressionlessly and was silent for a long time. He hesitated and said: "Captain Mi, there is something I want to tell you.
one time!"
"I have reported the job transfer to the director. Your file is out of town and the number of members of the Criminal Police Team has been exceeded. The process is a bit troublesome. If you wait a little longer, I will definitely transfer it to you!" Mi Zhongguo didn't even look back.
said.
When the old man heard this, he was stunned. With bloodshot eyes, he looked up and saw the back of Mi Zhongguo's head. He asked in an extremely unfair tone: "I graduated from the police academy. I can't even get the normal distribution. I have to spend five years."
I was assigned to the police station with a lot of money, and through connections, I worked there for six years, and I was made to wait for six years. Am I really the only one missing from the Mi Squadron and the Criminal Police Squad???"
"Old man, I am the captain of the criminal police, not the minister of public security! There are some things that I can only say and cannot make a decision on, do you understand?" Mi Zhongguo spoke calmly, with a hint of helplessness in his voice.
"Why did you promise me before doing this? Didn't you say that I was firmly in the criminal police force?" Old Fu asked through gritted teeth.
"But the most critical main criminal has escaped! I don't know how to report this to the director now. Do you think it's appropriate to mention your joining the team now?" Mi Zhongguo replied a little irritably.
"Haha, why are you blaming me for not catching the main culprit??" Old Fu was stunned for a long time, his head flopped against the back seat, and he shook his head with endless ridicule.
"Old Fu, this is your fault!"
"Okay, stop talking. What's the point of talking about it dryly? Today, I've seen it all! Man, don't fight with your life at any time!" Old Fu closed his eyes and gasped.
He said something in a rough voice, and then stopped talking.
A few hours later, my special service career came to an end, and I was locked in the interrogation room of the criminal police team and stayed there until dawn.
"Bang!"
Mi Zhongguo opened the door and led two policemen in, holding a stack of files in his hands. The look in his eyes that looked at me was no longer as eager for talent as he had been before when he persuaded me to become a special agent, but instead looked like he had run out of security.
The set, the disgust of not knowing where to put it.
"Isn't it you who is going to kill someone?" Mi Zhongguo said without any politeness, simply and rudely, going straight to the point.
"He shot me!" I was stunned for a moment and said quickly.
"The trial of the case has just begun, and the confession is still a bit messy! I have approved the security detention, sign it, and I will take care of the rest!" Mi Zhongguo finished speaking expressionlessly, and directly took out a security detention order,
He placed it in front of me and said calmly: "Sign it!"
"What do you mean? Killing the donkey?" I glanced at the public security detention order, looked up at him and asked.
"Killing a donkey will make you sign a criminal sentence! If someone bites you and says he's dead, when you hit him, his gun has already fallen to the ground! You hit him six or seven times before he was killed. Do you understand?" Mi
Zhongguo said coldly.
"Your wife's panties are stuffed into another man's crotch. Would you ask her if it's because of love or because she's wearing the wrong clothes? In desperation, do I still want to see if he dropped the gun?
?" I asked with a roar.
"Sign it!" Mi Zhongguo replied calmly without any explanation.
"Sign Jb, I won't sign it!!" I directly pulled the public security detention order away roughly.
"You kid, don't you know what to do?!" A policeman next to Mi Zhongguo glared at me and said, "I'm here to help you! The confession needs to be compiled slowly and reported to the police. You should sign the criminal record directly. You know
No?"
When I heard his words, I was stunned for a moment
At dawn, Xiangfang No. 7 Detention Center, also known as the Duck Pen, escorts two types of criminal suspects, one is detained by public security, and the other is sentenced to life imprisonment, suspended death, or death.
"Where are the people on duty?" The guard grabbed me, held me outside the cell door, and shouted into the cell.
"What's wrong, Inspector Liu?" Zuoban was lying on the big bunk, sat up suddenly, and asked.
"Newcomer, take care of him! Don't pull him!" Zuiban said with a yawn.
"It's done!"
"Bang!"
The guard opened the prison door and pushed me directly in. Then he thought for a moment, took out half a box of Liqun from his pocket, put it directly into my hand and said: "I gave this to you, be smart and don't yell!"
"
"Yeah!" I felt extremely depressed, so I agreed, took Liqun directly, bent over and walked into the cell.
"Bang!"
The prison door was closed and the guards left. On the floor of the prison cell, more than ten men stood up in an instant. The one sitting in charge was a middle-aged man with a skinny face and a sinister look.
"Squat down?" Zuiban asked with a sideways glance.
"My legs hurt and I can't squat down!" I leaned against the wall, glanced at him, and said directly.
"Bring me the cigarettes!"
"I can't take it!" I replied again.
"Oh, what the fuck? Why did you come in? Stand up straight!" Zuiban stood up a little surprised.
"Heal the dying and kill the villain!!" I replied expressionlessly.
"Fuck you, I'll be detained for fifteen days, and you're going to kill your little mother! Cut him up for me!" Zuiban jumped down from the bunk, leaped forward, and punched me.
"Peng!"
As soon as I bent down, my head hit the wall with a bang, making a buzzing sound!
"when!!"
I grabbed the plastic toothbrush jar next to the sink, turned around and hit his head. Immediately after, I saw the sound of feet stepping on the ground on the hollow pavement supported by wooden boards, like thunder. I couldn't see it at all.
Countless feet kicked me on my body.
I'm about the same height as the guy at work, but his body type is completely different from mine. I'm at least much stronger than him. I stretched out my arms, turned around and wrapped my arms around his neck, and grabbed his hair with the hand I had just finished killing.
, with madness in his eyes, he pressed his head hard with both hands, and ran towards the sharp corner of the pool!!
"Ouch!!"
Zuiban let out a scream, and his head suddenly hit a big bump. At the same time, I received at least six or seven kicks on my body. I ignored the others, stumbled on Zuoban, stretched out two fingers, and clasped him directly.
On the eyeballs!!
"Fuck you, Mom!! It's only been fifteen days in total, and you still have to play prison! You tell me who can bully whom to death!! Fuck, you, Mom, speak!!" I pressed my fingers hard and tightly.
Looking out of the corner of his eyes.
"Let go! Let go!" Zuoban shouted.
The number of kicks on my body was obviously much less, everyone was a little confused, and the beating instantly turned into a fight!
"Puff! Puff!!"
Before he was pulled away, I went through the gap and kicked the supervisor three or four times in the face with my bare feet. He stood up with his face covered in blood, rushed to the prison door in two steps, and shouted: "
Discipline, discipline, someone is making trouble!!”
"Fuck you! You can't be honest, can you?! You want to "let it go", right??" The guard's voice sounded in the prison corridor.
"!" Before the prison guard could react, the prison door was pulled open again. The guard stretched out his hand to pinch his neck and collar, and carried him out. He walked out on his own two feet and cursed loudly: "Take care of me, don't you understand?"
??”
"No, discipline, don't you take care of whoever comes in?"
"Snapped!"
The guard responded with a slap in the face and cursed lightly: "You're stubborn, aren't you?"
"!" Sitting at work, he immediately lowered his head and stopped talking.
"Come on, let's go to the office and let's chat!" The guard immediately punished him and left.
In the cell, I licked my lips and washed my face in the pool as if no one else was around. Then I picked up an unknown towel, wiped it expressionlessly, and asked the more than 20 prisoners in the room: "What?
So, is my relationship okay??"
"Okay, that's great!" A young man who had not done anything before nodded and said.
"If you can, just get the hell away and don't bother me!" I pushed him away, picked the thickest mattress on the floor, walked over there without taking off my clothes, and fell asleep in the end.
In the morning, in the office of the municipal bureau chief.
"What's going on with Xiang Nan?" the director asked, frowning as he looked at the file.
"Special Service, I developed it!" Mi Zhongguo was silent for a moment and replied calmly.
"I asked you what happened to murder?!"
"His determination should be regarded as self-defense! The man who died at the time shot him!" Mi Zhongguo explained.
"Is it okay if you say so?" the director took a sip of tea and asked with a frown.
"I'm holding back my confession!"
"Handle it properly!" the director said without asking further questions.