Chapter eight hundred and fortieth things are not over
Seeing the police chief pull out his pistol, Garcia suddenly became nervous. Everyone in the officialdom knew about the police chief's arrogance. If he was injured by the two hundred and five in front of him for such a trivial matter, Garcia would have no place to lose his face.
Just when Garcia was about to get out of the way, a majestic voice sounded outside the door: "Stop, everyone, get out of my way."
When the director saw that the prosecutor had really arrived, he glared at Garcia resentfully and quickly put his gun back into the holster. The two prosecutors who rushed in said: "This is a public security case and has nothing to do with you prosecutors. Please don't
Interfering with the police's handling of the case."
"Someone reported that the police handled the case illegally. You, and a few of you, come with me to the procuratorate and explain the problem clearly."
Ding Yong leaned into Chen Qingyun's ear and whispered: "The prosecutors in Kazakhstan are a combination of the Chinese Procuratorate and the Discipline Inspection Commission. None of these officials are afraid of prosecutors."
"From now on, don't talk nonsense and follow me." The prosecutor's voice was devoid of any emotion.
Things have turned for the better. Because of the special status of Chen Qingyun and Ding Yong, Chen Qingyun could not help but step forward.
Chen Qingyun said calmly: "Mr. Prosecutor, we can go with you. But I tell you, we are Chinese diplomats and have diplomatic immunity. You cannot restrict our freedom."
"Diplomats, okay, I invite you to come to the procuratorate to testify. I have wronged you."
At this time, the director was like a mouse that saw a cat and did not dare to speak.
When he arrived at the prosecutor's office, the director saw Paul waiting here, and his heart skipped a beat, feeling that something was wrong.
"Mr. Director, please sit across from me." The prosecutor saw the Director approaching him and said with a cold face: "From now on, you are the subject of investigation. Please do not leave the prosecutor's office until the issue is clearly explained.
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"No, there are still many things in the bureau. If it affects the security of Ah City, Mr. Prosecutor, can you afford it?"
The director was willing to take risks and his tone was very tough.
Garcia said sarcastically: "If you are not at the police station, the public security in Ah City will not get better, at least it will not be worse than it is now."
"Shut up, everyone." The prosecutor slammed the table: "No one is allowed to speak nonsense before I ask questions, otherwise they will be taken to prison immediately."
According to the prosecutor's request, the director explained in detail the reason why he arrested the owner of the porcelain shop. However, he said that the bald head and others were causing trouble, so he said that the bald head entered the store to buy something, and was scolded by the shop owner. After a few excuses, he was
The shopkeeper gave him a beating.
The shop owner also came, and when the prosecutor asked him to speak, he trembled and told the truth of the matter clearly, confusingly.
The director shouted angrily before the shop owner finished speaking: "Prosecutor, he is from China. Can you believe him instead of me?"
"Shut up, it's not your turn to speak now." The prosecutor was rude and scolded the director: "Are you questioning this prosecutor's IQ?"
"I don't dare, I'm just reminding the prosecutor." The director was scolded and subconsciously shrank his neck down.
"Mr. Minister, don't you have a witness in your hand? Please send it to me." Speaking to Paul, the prosecutor's tone was surprisingly gentle.
"Bring me the prisoner." Paul made a phone call and waited quietly.
From the moment they entered the prosecutor's office, Chen Qingyun and Paul pretended to be strangers, communicating only with eyes and not saying a word. Chen Qingyun believed that it was strange that Paul could escape from the palm of his hand because of the true energy that entered his body the night before.
The bald head no longer had the majesty it had that day. On the surface, it didn't look like he had suffered much damage, except that all the teeth in his mouth had turned into gold teeth. But Chen Qingyun knew that the bald head was covered in hidden wounds, so it was good to be able to stand up.
"Damn it, I opened the casino in this neighborhood, and I destroyed the Chinese porcelain shop. Art owes me one hundred yuan, so I said it was ten thousand yuan."
The bald man was not afraid of making shocking remarks and honestly told what happened that day. However, when Paul told the person behind Chen Qingyun, the bald man did not mention a word.
"Nonsense, I also have evidence, all provided by the victim." Before the bald man could finish speaking, the director became excited and shouted loudly.
The prosecutor said expressionlessly: "You are allowed to provide evidence. If you talk nonsense next time without permission, I will hold a press conference immediately."
Hearing the prosecutor's threat, the director's face suddenly turned pale. If the prosecutor dared to say that, what he had in his hands would be terrifying.
After making the call, the director did not dare to say anything anymore and waited honestly. The prosecutor asked Chen Qingyun for his opinion whether to continue to observe. Ding Yong immediately expressed his hope to participate in the whole process.
The police acted quickly, and it didn't take long for the file to be delivered. There were confessions signed by both parties, which were not much different from what the police chief said.
"I suspect that there is a phenomenon of torture to extract confessions." Paul said lightly, making the director blush with anger.
The director was about to get angry, but when he saw the prosecutor's dignified expression, he felt slightly shaken and said weakly: "Can I speak?"
"You don't need to speak. I know this matter very well." A person came in outside the door. It was Minister Harry Oil: "Mr. Prosecutor, aren't so many confessions worth the one person Paul brought?"
Paul still didn't speak. The game now became a matter between the minister and the prosecutor. He was happy to sit back and watch the fight.
Kazakhstan's prosecutors have independent powers to handle cases and have a special status in Kazakhstan. They are natural enemies of the police. Things are interesting.
The prosecutor did not want to let Paul go: "Mr. Paul, the police minister is questioning you. Don't you want to say something?"
Paul looked at Harry calmly: "If Mr. Director is committing fraud, how should Mr. Minister deal with it?"
"What if Baldhead's testimony is false?" Harry didn't answer directly, but dismissed Paul.
A disdainful smile appeared on Paul's lips: "If I don't notice, I am willing to resign as Minister of the Interior and return to the Presidential Palace as a full-time Chief of Guard."
Harry felt something was wrong, but he didn't know why Paul had such confidence: "If there is a problem with the Albany Police Department, I suggest Mr. Prosecutor bring it to the city council to impeach the chief."
The director suddenly turned pale: "Minister, you have to save me."
"So, you are really deceitful?" At this time, what Harry had to do was to quickly distance himself.
The director saw the cold glint in Harry's oily eyes, and immediately shouted forcefully: "The Ah City Police Department handles matters in accordance with the law, unlike the Ministry of Internal Affairs, which can use any means."
Everyone understood that the director wanted to question Paul, but he didn't have the guts to say it out loud, so he had to make insinuations to muddy the waters.
"Mr. Paul, pay attention to your identity." The prosecutor said coldly: "If there is really a problem, I will not allow you to return to the president."
Paul said calmly: "Mr. Prosecutor, if the Minister of Police does not get permission, does he have the right to participate in today's investigation?"
The prosecutor's eyes radiated with joy: "Mr. Minister, I believe you understand what Mr. Paul said."
Harry's face was livid with anger. No matter how high his status was, he could not bear the charge of interfering with the prosecutor's independent handling of the case.
"Paul, I'm not finished with you on this matter." Then he turned to the prosecutor: "Mr. Prosecutor, I came here uninvited for the sake of the public security of A city. Mr. Prosecutor, please forgive me for anything inappropriate."
Harry came in a fierce manner and left in a dejected manner. The director saw this and his heart suddenly fell into a well of cold water.
"Mr. Paul, do you have anything else to say?" Paul has a special status. He is a celebrity around the president, and the prosecutor also has three concerns.
Paul's tense face relaxed slightly: "The question now is, how can Mr. Director guarantee that his evidence is true and reliable?"
The director had no way out, so he simply said: "Everyone must have understood what our minister said."
The prosecutor reached out and slapped the table: "You are lying to the child. Which of the words the minister said represents what you mean."
The director saw the expressions of Paul and the prosecutor, and he suddenly had an idea and took the most wrong step in his life.