Jiang Qingrong was drinking tea in a small mouthful, and was in a good mood. Although he was demoted in disguise and came to this little Fengyang, his life was very comfortable. He was accompanied by his wife and son, and he drank tea and chatted every day, not to mention that his son also became a police captain. Jiang Qingrong felt that even if he had been told here for the rest of his life, he would be dead.
This is different from the chaotic chaos in the Beijing officialdom. In general, a small public security bureau director basically does not participate in factional struggles. This is what Jiang Qingrong is most happy to see. He was transferred after most of his life. That little bit of fighting spirit has long been dispersed.
At this time, a knock on the door sounded, Jiang Xin entered the director's office with a worried expression, put a resume in front of him, and sat down without hesitation: Dad, the case ordered by the mayor may not be easy to handle, there is no specific evidence, and the suspect's wife seems to have some background. Do you think the matter should be handled?
Jiang Qingrong's fat face showed a kind smile: The mayor's explanation must be done, but there are some considerations to do what to do. You have been a captain for a long time, and I want to hear your thoughts.Jiang Qingrong was really afraid that his son would make trouble with those young young people all day long. He had to be capable, and it would not be possible to rely on his parents alone.
Jiang Xin showed off a little: There is no evidence we can create, but the suspect's wife seems to be quite good. Judging from her temperament, she is definitely not an ordinary woman. I think, let's take a look first. If that woman has a way, she will definitely drag people to make trouble. Let's wait and see, and finally draw a conclusion, Dad, do you think it's okay?
Jiang Qingrong frowned and shook his head, and his fat face shook left and right: This is not Beijing, Ah, the one I taught you before, and the one you heard from, don’t use it anymore. Remember, it’s not a last resort, never do anything illegal or illegal. I’m old and just want to live my life safely. Of course, I also hope that you will be safe and sound. No one can offend or help. Last time, the former secretary of the municipal party committee, Mo Wencheng, asked me to help his daughter Mo Manyun when necessary. Haha, I didn’t agree or refuse. Mo Manyun is an alternative Ah in the officialdom. People who offended must be indispensable. If I go in, it will be troublesome.
Jiang Xin hesitated for a moment and said: Dad, what do you think about this case? I think it’s not done and I won’t offend Mayor Mo.
Jiang Qingrong nodded in praise: If it was explained by someone else, we should consider the pros and cons, but Mayor Mo would not need it. She is a great person. As long as you don’t break the law, you will never offend her. Haha, in fact, like my current state of mind, I like this most is such a leader.
I understand. I will first collect evidence and investigate. If the evidence is insufficient, let He Yuan be released... Hey, what's wrong with you, Dad?
It's okay.Jiang Qingrong took a deep breath, wiped his cold sweat, and laughed at himself: I have an old friend named He Yuan. Chuyi was scared...uh, and was excited.Jiang Qingrong smiled dryly and pulled the copy of the resume, thinking that it wouldn't be such a coincidence. He was worried if he didn't look at it, because the name was too...
Weng Weng and Jiang Qingrong only felt that their brains stopped working, and for a moment, the sky was spinning.
Hell!
This is...a coincidence!
It turned out to be him, it turned out to be...
My God, are God against me Jiang Qingrong?
I just want to spend my whole life in Fengyang, but why did you attract this great god?
Jiang Qingrong hated Ah in his heart. He hoped it was a dream. Great God, what are you going? Why did you come to Fengyang? And by chance, he actually came to my acre of three-point land. Isn’t this... Isn’t it... to kill me?
Son, you go home now and go shopping with your mom.Jiang Qingrong tried his best to keep himself from losing his composure: You didn’t use force against him, did you?
No Ah.Jiang Xin didn't understand why: What to do with the case? The person who investigated and collected the evidence has not come back yet.
Ask them to withdraw the team, there is no need to waste police force.Jiang Qingrong said that it would be strange if this great god could leave conclusive evidence.
After sending his son away, Jiang Qingrong almost ran to the surveillance room and asked several policemen on duty to go out. Then he searched He Yuan's figure in the picture and sat leisurely on the chair. Jiang Qingrong breathed a sigh of relief. Alas, I was too nervous. This great god is not an impulsive person. Even if the police force confession, I will not take action. Huh, I am too careful, but why does my right eyelid keep twitching?
On the way to the interrogation room, Jiang Qingrong was still thinking about how to invite this great god away safely. However, when the iron door of the interrogation room opened, Jiang Qingrong took a breath of air conditioning, "Hey, I'm crazy, all crazy!"
Jiang Qingrong’s first thought was to hope that a thunder would strike him and reborn. The second thought was that the position of director could not be saved...
The two policemen were motionless facing the door. Behind him was He Yuan, who was holding a gun with a casual gun. There were three lying on the ground, and the two were already bleeding. The scene was extremely tragic.
Director, we... the little policeman was almost crying, but he didn't expect that in order to avenge his brothers, he would almost have his life.
Mo Manyun saw Jiang Qingrong's photo and recognized him immediately. He hurriedly snatched the gun in his husband's hand, threw it on the ground, and walked towards him calmly: You are the director, please listen to me, this is the matter. A policeman wanted to take advantage of me, so my husband kicked him, and anyone who thought he would make him faint. Then the four policemen beat my husband together. He was in self-defense, but in the end he had no choice but to lift the gun.Mo Manyun never felt that he would say such a guilty thing: My husband, isn’t he guilty?
However, even she herself knows that it is not a sin?
If this is not guilty, at least half of the people in the prison can be released in advance. Mo Manyun only holds the idea of treating the dead horse as a living horse. In fact, he has already figured out how to find a good lawyer for his good husband and try to sentence him to a few years. If she is asked to solve the problem with the title of mayor, then Mo Manyun will never be able to do it.
Seeing him silent, Mo Manyun knew that he was too stimulating. After all, attacking the police with a gun in his bureau was definitely an incredible thing for a normal person. She asked weakly again: Director, my husband is self-defense, right?
Seeing that he had no guns, the two policemen had already run behind the director to hide. When they heard Mo Man Yunyan, they both smiled, haha, self-defense?Have you ever seen anyone defending with a gun?
However, something shocking happened...
Of course it is self-defense.Jiang Qingrong's face suddenly darkened, and he turned around and stared at the two little policemen, and was angry: What's going on with you? Beating the suspect and taking advantage of his wife. How do I teach you in daily life, be kind and abide by the law, and what you did, I disappointed me so much. From now on, you five will be suspended for review. Needless to say, carry the three people away.
Both of them were stunned: Director, we are the victim Ah. If we are suspended, let us arrest him first. He was attacking the police and robbing the gun.Although they are also wrong, they are insignificant compared to He Yuan.
Catch him?Jiang Qingrong's fat face was in vain, and his suppressed anger turned out all of his anger, pointing at the noses of the two: Why are you arrested? He is a legal citizen, he is a self-defense. Do you know the self-defense? You took the first move, you are all wrong. Don't shirk responsibility. Tell me, why is he a good citizen going to the police station to attack the police? He is idle and has nothing to do. If you didn't take action first, would he take out his gun? Besides, how could an ordinary citizen use a gun? You are so scared like this.
Jiang Qingrong took two steps in a hurry. When he picked up the gun, he was stunned. The insurance was actually turned on. My God, he quickly turned off the insurance quietly, and then angrily shook the gun in front of the two of them: Did you see clearly? The gun didn't even open the insurance. This doesn't explain the problem?However, everyone present heard the jingle sound from Guandong Insurance...
The little policeman was stunned...
Mo Manyun was stunned...
This is...so obvious, right?
Only He Yuan smiled, and he smiled proudly, because the director was his old friend Ah in Beijing.
This is different from the chaotic chaos in the Beijing officialdom. In general, a small public security bureau director basically does not participate in factional struggles. This is what Jiang Qingrong is most happy to see. He was transferred after most of his life. That little bit of fighting spirit has long been dispersed.
At this time, a knock on the door sounded, Jiang Xin entered the director's office with a worried expression, put a resume in front of him, and sat down without hesitation: Dad, the case ordered by the mayor may not be easy to handle, there is no specific evidence, and the suspect's wife seems to have some background. Do you think the matter should be handled?
Jiang Qingrong's fat face showed a kind smile: The mayor's explanation must be done, but there are some considerations to do what to do. You have been a captain for a long time, and I want to hear your thoughts.Jiang Qingrong was really afraid that his son would make trouble with those young young people all day long. He had to be capable, and it would not be possible to rely on his parents alone.
Jiang Xin showed off a little: There is no evidence we can create, but the suspect's wife seems to be quite good. Judging from her temperament, she is definitely not an ordinary woman. I think, let's take a look first. If that woman has a way, she will definitely drag people to make trouble. Let's wait and see, and finally draw a conclusion, Dad, do you think it's okay?
Jiang Qingrong frowned and shook his head, and his fat face shook left and right: This is not Beijing, Ah, the one I taught you before, and the one you heard from, don’t use it anymore. Remember, it’s not a last resort, never do anything illegal or illegal. I’m old and just want to live my life safely. Of course, I also hope that you will be safe and sound. No one can offend or help. Last time, the former secretary of the municipal party committee, Mo Wencheng, asked me to help his daughter Mo Manyun when necessary. Haha, I didn’t agree or refuse. Mo Manyun is an alternative Ah in the officialdom. People who offended must be indispensable. If I go in, it will be troublesome.
Jiang Xin hesitated for a moment and said: Dad, what do you think about this case? I think it’s not done and I won’t offend Mayor Mo.
Jiang Qingrong nodded in praise: If it was explained by someone else, we should consider the pros and cons, but Mayor Mo would not need it. She is a great person. As long as you don’t break the law, you will never offend her. Haha, in fact, like my current state of mind, I like this most is such a leader.
I understand. I will first collect evidence and investigate. If the evidence is insufficient, let He Yuan be released... Hey, what's wrong with you, Dad?
It's okay.Jiang Qingrong took a deep breath, wiped his cold sweat, and laughed at himself: I have an old friend named He Yuan. Chuyi was scared...uh, and was excited.Jiang Qingrong smiled dryly and pulled the copy of the resume, thinking that it wouldn't be such a coincidence. He was worried if he didn't look at it, because the name was too...
Weng Weng and Jiang Qingrong only felt that their brains stopped working, and for a moment, the sky was spinning.
Hell!
This is...a coincidence!
It turned out to be him, it turned out to be...
My God, are God against me Jiang Qingrong?
I just want to spend my whole life in Fengyang, but why did you attract this great god?
Jiang Qingrong hated Ah in his heart. He hoped it was a dream. Great God, what are you going? Why did you come to Fengyang? And by chance, he actually came to my acre of three-point land. Isn’t this... Isn’t it... to kill me?
Son, you go home now and go shopping with your mom.Jiang Qingrong tried his best to keep himself from losing his composure: You didn’t use force against him, did you?
No Ah.Jiang Xin didn't understand why: What to do with the case? The person who investigated and collected the evidence has not come back yet.
Ask them to withdraw the team, there is no need to waste police force.Jiang Qingrong said that it would be strange if this great god could leave conclusive evidence.
After sending his son away, Jiang Qingrong almost ran to the surveillance room and asked several policemen on duty to go out. Then he searched He Yuan's figure in the picture and sat leisurely on the chair. Jiang Qingrong breathed a sigh of relief. Alas, I was too nervous. This great god is not an impulsive person. Even if the police force confession, I will not take action. Huh, I am too careful, but why does my right eyelid keep twitching?
On the way to the interrogation room, Jiang Qingrong was still thinking about how to invite this great god away safely. However, when the iron door of the interrogation room opened, Jiang Qingrong took a breath of air conditioning, "Hey, I'm crazy, all crazy!"
Jiang Qingrong’s first thought was to hope that a thunder would strike him and reborn. The second thought was that the position of director could not be saved...
The two policemen were motionless facing the door. Behind him was He Yuan, who was holding a gun with a casual gun. There were three lying on the ground, and the two were already bleeding. The scene was extremely tragic.
Director, we... the little policeman was almost crying, but he didn't expect that in order to avenge his brothers, he would almost have his life.
Mo Manyun saw Jiang Qingrong's photo and recognized him immediately. He hurriedly snatched the gun in his husband's hand, threw it on the ground, and walked towards him calmly: You are the director, please listen to me, this is the matter. A policeman wanted to take advantage of me, so my husband kicked him, and anyone who thought he would make him faint. Then the four policemen beat my husband together. He was in self-defense, but in the end he had no choice but to lift the gun.Mo Manyun never felt that he would say such a guilty thing: My husband, isn’t he guilty?
However, even she herself knows that it is not a sin?
If this is not guilty, at least half of the people in the prison can be released in advance. Mo Manyun only holds the idea of treating the dead horse as a living horse. In fact, he has already figured out how to find a good lawyer for his good husband and try to sentence him to a few years. If she is asked to solve the problem with the title of mayor, then Mo Manyun will never be able to do it.
Seeing him silent, Mo Manyun knew that he was too stimulating. After all, attacking the police with a gun in his bureau was definitely an incredible thing for a normal person. She asked weakly again: Director, my husband is self-defense, right?
Seeing that he had no guns, the two policemen had already run behind the director to hide. When they heard Mo Man Yunyan, they both smiled, haha, self-defense?Have you ever seen anyone defending with a gun?
However, something shocking happened...
Of course it is self-defense.Jiang Qingrong's face suddenly darkened, and he turned around and stared at the two little policemen, and was angry: What's going on with you? Beating the suspect and taking advantage of his wife. How do I teach you in daily life, be kind and abide by the law, and what you did, I disappointed me so much. From now on, you five will be suspended for review. Needless to say, carry the three people away.
Both of them were stunned: Director, we are the victim Ah. If we are suspended, let us arrest him first. He was attacking the police and robbing the gun.Although they are also wrong, they are insignificant compared to He Yuan.
Catch him?Jiang Qingrong's fat face was in vain, and his suppressed anger turned out all of his anger, pointing at the noses of the two: Why are you arrested? He is a legal citizen, he is a self-defense. Do you know the self-defense? You took the first move, you are all wrong. Don't shirk responsibility. Tell me, why is he a good citizen going to the police station to attack the police? He is idle and has nothing to do. If you didn't take action first, would he take out his gun? Besides, how could an ordinary citizen use a gun? You are so scared like this.
Jiang Qingrong took two steps in a hurry. When he picked up the gun, he was stunned. The insurance was actually turned on. My God, he quickly turned off the insurance quietly, and then angrily shook the gun in front of the two of them: Did you see clearly? The gun didn't even open the insurance. This doesn't explain the problem?However, everyone present heard the jingle sound from Guandong Insurance...
The little policeman was stunned...
Mo Manyun was stunned...
This is...so obvious, right?
Only He Yuan smiled, and he smiled proudly, because the director was his old friend Ah in Beijing.