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MTL - Everyday, Boss Is Pretending To Be Weak-Chapter 11 Police station sees the old man
He Wei’s knowledge is too strong, and Huang Qi’s ordinary people can’t help but can’t lie.
"He Da Shao, except for a few of us, no one knows, we will never sell you..."
He Wei stared at his eyes. "Did you touch my car on the day of my car accident?"
"No, no."
"What about the other people?"
"I didn't see it. I went to the bathroom halfway. I don't know." Huang Qi looked grievous.
He Yan regained his gaze and stood in the cold.
The original car has been kept in the club. It will be released when it is used. He drove the car out that day and went to the bathroom. During the period, Huang Qi was guarding them. If someone had to move their hands and feet, they could only At that time, because the original body will drive out before it will be checked inside and outside.
Time has passed for several months, and any evidence has been destroyed. It seems that the behind-the-scenes ambassador cannot be found. However, he is not dead now, and the person or the person will not let it go.
In this way, he and Wen are easy to count as hard brothers.
"But there is something a bit strange," Huang Qi can say in front of He Wei, it is impossible to be a stupid person. He recalled carefully: "The younger He Feng did not want to see you in the game that day, but I seem to play the game later. I saw him."
The picture in He’s mind was once again raging and he found He Feng.
He Feng is the cousin of He Wei. His father is He Shaoying's younger brother He Shaoying. He Shaoying has a good talent and has been fascinated by martial arts. He is retired all the year round. He Feng is basically raised by his mother. Of course, the family is never less. Their financial support.
He Shaoying had no intention of getting married. He was a celibate. It was only an accident. He Feng’s mother, Wei Mingzhu, was pregnant. He Shaoying could only recognize it. The two received the certificate and did not have a wedding.
Wei Mingzhu became the wife of the second family.
He Shaoying did not like their mother and son, practicing all day, regardless of the common things, Wei Mingzhu pulled He Feng to grow up. He Feng is two years younger than He Wei. He likes to follow He Wei since he was a child. Although he is cold-faced, he is kind in his heart. Seeing He Feng is very poor, he will play with him.
He Feng's martial arts talent is not good, but he can't cultivate much better than He Wei. But he never looked down on He Wei, and he still treated him as his brother. Because of this, He Wei's relationship with him is relatively close.
When the memory came back, He Shaozhu wrinkled his eyebrows. Since he was so close, why did He Feng not see it during his hospital stay? This is indeed something wrong.
He looked at Huang Qi and said, "You are very good."
Huang Qi was praised, and he didn't want to mention more comfort. Even the thrills just forgot.
At this time, the police rushed in. The head of the police officer was a female police officer with a delicate face and a tall figure. The policeman was in a good position, and the sharp eyes swept in the box. "Who is the police?"
Huang Qi’s eyes lit up and he raised his hand, “I!”
The female police officer slid smoothly over him, and fell on the faces of He Wei and Wen Renyi. He squinted and immediately returned to normal. "What happened?"
Huang Qi removed his body and revealed the waiter lying behind him, extending his short index finger. "Police officer, he is arrogant with a knife, we defend ourselves."
The female police officer glanced at the waiter on the ground and saw that he was not hurt too much, and it was a little strange. The eyes of the investigation were patrolled several times on the faces of He Wei and Wen Ren, and then the police officers behind him : "Call and let Xu specials come over."
The club manager didn’t know what’s going on until the police came. He rushed over and saw the waiter who was bleeding through the knife. He was shocked and cried with a rich face. “Police, this is what’s going on. child?"
The female police officer glanced at him and did not speak. She would not arbitrarily say anything until the matter was finalized.
The manager looked at the waiter and rounded his eyes, his body was still stiff, thinking that he was killed, and his heart was terrified. He recognized them and Huang Qi, and they dared not ask the cold greetings, they invited Huang Qi. On the one hand, ask about the situation.
Huang Qi and the female police officer said what he said. The manager heard that the waiter they recruited was going to kill. What can I do? Things are getting bigger, and the reputation of their clubs is probably going to be affected.
He was planning to plead with He Wei. A young man who was sweating and sweating came in. He frowned and asked, and he saw the young man coming to the female police officer. "Zhao Jie, what happened?"
Zhao Wei chined the waiter on the ground. "Look at what happened to him."
Xu Lin looked at her gaze, but before she saw the waiter, she was attracted by the greetings of He Wei and sitting.
"He Da Shao, smell people... young master."
When the manager listens, smells the young master? The eyes are still awkward. Who else can you besides smelling people? God, there is still such a big Buddha here, his heart shaking, he has to go forward and say hello, the result touched the cold eyes of He Wei, suddenly dare not take a half step.
"Xu Lin, this person I have to personally review, do you give it to your department?"
Xu Lin frowned. The waiter on the ground was indeed a warrior. The case of the martial art with the knife and the murder was under the jurisdiction of their special department. What does the meaning of He Dashao mean now?
Even Zhao Wei was unwilling to lick his eyebrows.
Xu Lin looked at more and more people around him. "This, He Dashao, we might as well go to the police station to say?"
He Wei took the hand of smelling people very naturally. "We went to the police station."
The work place of the special department and the police station are together, at the top of the police station, but it is an unremarkable branch of the police station. In the case involving the warrior, Zhao Wei was unable to participate. She looked at the greetings that followed Xu Lin’s top floor, and she stopped talking, but eventually she said nothing.
Xu Lin took them to the top floor, and there were a few warriors who were repaired by Huang Jie or Xuan Jie. They wore police uniforms and sat at their desks to handle the case. I saw Xu Lin bring three people in and look at it immediately.
Working in a special department, few people did not know how to smell people. After seeing him, all the conditioned reflexes got up and the "speaking team leader" almost shouted.
The level of the special department is similar to that of the public security department, but the action group that Wen Yiyi once led is only one in the country to deal with the national big case. Like Xu Lin, they are only handling cases in various jurisdictions. In this case, Wen Yiyi was once the top of all action groups in the country.
Xu Lin saw the excitement of his teammates, and he balanced his mind. He thought that the first time he saw the smell of people is not so stupid.
"What are you doing, boss?"
Some members pointed to the office that was tightly closed.
Xu Lin nodded and stared at the waiter. He took the greetings and heard the people and walked and said: "You should have been recorded by the police officer Zhao, but the young master was once a member of the action group. I really want to say It’s not ordinary people, He Dashao is good at practicing law, and now he is also a practitioner, so I will bring you up."
He Wei and Wen Renyi expressed understanding.
Xu Lin knocked on the door, and in a while there was a hoarse voice: "Come in."
He Wei took the smell of people, and when Xu Lin entered the door, he saw a middle-aged man with a rough look looking at them with his eyes.
The man's eyes fell on the smell of people, suddenly jumped up, excited across the desk, galloping to the front of the people, the tiger eyes red: "team leader!"
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