"Brother Jiang, please drive the car to Dongcheng Branch."
After getting into the car, Xia Meng gradually calmed down and said to Jiang Zhensheng in front of him.
Today she finally saw Zheng Yuming's true face clearly. She couldn't say what she felt, but she was more grateful!
Lin Fan was taken away by the police, and Xia Meng had no intention of doing things. She didn't want to go back to any company. She was going to wait for Lin Fan to come out outside the police station. With her uncle taking action, she was not worried that Zhang Biao and the police would dare to take Lin.
Anyway, what.
Xia Meng didn't know that Lin Fan and the Duan family had recognized each other, so she thought that the uncle Lin Fan mentioned was Xia Yunhu, but neither Xia Yunhu nor Duan Yanqing were comparable to Wang Jinlong.
Jiang Zhensheng agreed upon hearing this and immediately started the car and drove towards the Dongcheng District Branch.
After Lin Fan was taken back to the Dongcheng Branch by Zhang Biao and his team of policemen, he was immediately interrogated.
In the interrogation room, two policemen handcuffed Lin Fan on the interrogation seat and then stood aside. Not long after, Zhang Biao and Wang Ming appeared at the same time.
"Mr. Wang, as long as you don't make a life, you can deal with him any way you want, but just in case, don't leave any scars when you teach a lesson." Zhang Biao licked his face and looked flattering.
Said.
Zhang Biao naturally would not miss such an opportunity to hold on to his feet. If he had taken Secretary Wang's line, wouldn't he have a good career in the future? Thinking about it, Zhang Biao couldn't help but feel excited.
Wang Ming was also excited, and finally he was able to wash away his previous shame immediately. When he thought of Lin Fan being taught a lesson in front of him, even kowtowing and begging for mercy, Wang Ming felt inexplicably happy.
"I think Director Zhang should be the most experienced in this!" Wang Ming was afraid and patted Zhang Biao on the shoulder and said meaningfully.
Wang Ming has watched many movies and knows that when interrogating prisoners in the movies, in order to prevent people from being caught, he will come up with some ways to make prisoners uncomfortable and not to leave scars on the prisoners’ bodies.
As the director of the Dongcheng Branch, Zhang Biao is naturally familiar with these things.
"That's it!" Zhang Biao said with his chest straight.
"Aren't you very good at the hotel just now? If I can't do it here, can you still make a fuss?" Wang Ming looked at Lin Fan with a ray of revenge in his eyes and said.
He wanted to retaliate against all the insults Lin Fan had used to him in the private room. If he didn't fix Lin Fan properly today, he wouldn't be able to swallow his anger.
"So, are you planning to use lynching here?" Lin Fan said as he looked at the two of them with a smile. He could hear clearly the conversation between them just now.
"So what? You can still laugh now. You won't be so scared that your brain is already in trouble, right?" Wang Ming said sarcastically.
Lin Fan said lightly: "I just laughed at you that you are about to be in trouble, but I don't know."
"I'm so arrogant. I think you're really crazy, Director Zhang." Wang Ming sneered and looked at Zhang Biao and said.
"It's Mr. Wang!"
Zhang Biao nodded and responded, and gestured to the two policemen.
The two of them immediately understood and took out a book and a hammer from one of the interrogation rooms.
Wang Ming's eyes lit up, and he immediately grabbed the hammer from a policeman and said sinisterly: "Let me do it, I want to teach this guy a lesson with my own hands."
He was not going to stand aside and watch the show, but was going to teach Lin Fan a lesson by himself.
A policeman directly placed the book on Lin Fan's chest, and Wang Ming's eyes flashed with excitement, and he fell to the book with one blow.
Although the damage caused by this is greatly reduced, it directly avoids the drop of scars. However, if you spend too many times, you will feel stuffy and painful in your chest.
However, Lin Fan always seemed to be fine, and looked at Wang Ming with a joke and said, "Mr. Wang isn't eating yet? Can you be more excited?"
Wang Ming suddenly seemed to be greatly insulted, and his expression on his face looked ugly. He waved the hammer fiercely and used his strength to take care of his breasts. Even Zhang Biao and the two policemen on the side were frightened.
I was afraid that Lin Fan would be beaten out at least, but what puzzled them was that Lin Fan's expression was always calm, as if nothing was happening.
What's going on?
The three of them were confused and couldn't figure it out. They wouldn't think that Wang Ming was just acting, but he was trying hard to fight!
Not long after, Wang Ming began to pant and could no longer exert his strength.
He gasped the hammer in his hand and said, "Stop hitting me, I don't believe he has nothing to do. This guy must be pretending."
However, the policeman took the hammer and complained secretly that if he pretended again, his endurance would probably be super amazing, right? Even the Ninja Turtle could not compare to him.
Although he complained in his heart, he had to follow the instructions of the city committee’s son.
"Mr. Wang, are you okay?" Zhang Biao asked as he looked at Wang Ming with some concern.
"It's okay, is your method effective? I think this guy seems to be fine at all, and he still makes me tired to death?" Wang Ming said gasping.
He was really bored now. He originally wanted to see Lin Fan kowtow to him and beg for mercy, but the situation seemed to be a little deviant.
It seems that many of the shots in the movie are exaggerated, and this method has no effect in the movie at all.
“It was very effective when dealing with other people before?”
Zhang Biao couldn't touch his mind when he heard this, and looked embarrassed at the same time.
Just as another policeman was about to exhaust himself, a rapid cell phone ringtone rang.
When Wang Ming heard that his cell phone was ringing again, he quickly touched it out. Seeing the word "Mother" jumping on the screen of the phone, he didn't understand why his mother suddenly called him at this time, but he still quickly answered the phone.
But as soon as the phone was connected, the sound of his mother crying came.
"Tomorrow, your dad was taken away?"
"Mom, are you confused? My dad is the secretary of the municipal party committee. Who dares to arrest him?" Wang Ming seemed to hear a joke, with a strange smile on his face.
"It's true tomorrow. The person who arrested your father was from the Discipline Inspection Commission. They said that your father's funds were unknown and were suspected of multiple violations. What should we do now?" Wang Ming's mother's crying voice continued to come from her phone.
.
"What?"
Wang Ming was immediately shocked and rubbed his face. Only then did he realize that he was not dreaming that his father was really taken away by the Discipline Inspection Commission.
Wang Ming suddenly had such a big reaction and immediately excited Zhang Biao and others. The movements in his hands immediately stopped, and they all looked at Wang Ming with confusion. They seemed to have heard the words that the municipal party secretary was arrested.
At this moment, Lin Fan suddenly said with a smile: "Young Master Wang, what's wrong? Is your father already taken away by the Discipline Inspection Commission?"