Chapter 410: Telling You to Talk Nonsense

Inside the Wudaokou police station in the capital.

"What's your name?"

"Dynasty. Xiao Wang, who is an eyewitness, is being questioned basically. However, his name is inexplicably a bit domineering, and someone actually named his child Wang Dynasty, maybe his parents are hardcore Bao Qingtian fans. It's just a parent surnamed Ma who named his child Mahan. Of course, it would be better if Zhang Long and Zhao Hu could be gathered.

"Dynasty huh, what do you do?"

"I work in the capital database, and I am responsible for the connection and maintenance of data processing and exchange for some departments in the capital. is a data processor. Wang replied truthfully. However, although he is a staff member working in the government department, he has no establishment and can only be regarded as a contract worker. Or to put it another way, it's temp workers.

It's hard to get a job on a national scale. Not to mention the establishment of civil servants, even the career establishment has become extremely difficult. This thing is really not clear, thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, this sentence is also very suitable for civil servants.

Thirty years ago, my mother taught her children: study hard, if you don't study hard, you can only be like your father in the future, and you will be a civil servant for the rest of your life.

And thirty years later, the mother taught her children: study hard, only by studying hard can you be like your father in the future, and be admitted to the civil service.

There are many such stories in the story club in the 90s, a group of old classmates have a class reunion, this one goes to the sea to do business, and the other is self-employed, and each of them mixes well. The classmates who are civil servants dare not squeak, for fear of being looked down upon by their classmates.

But this is no longer the case. Now that the civil servants are in the forefront, the national examination has become a lifelong goal that countless people are willing to strive for. It's too hard to get a job with an organization, it's too hard.

Although Wang Dynasty has good computer skills, he can't get the establishment of a career editor.

"You say that this Ma Zhimin is not the perpetrator now?" the policeman in charge of making the transcript put a photo in front of Wang Chao. The photo is the middle-aged man, not the young man that the dynasty saw at the beginning. So Wang Dynasty nodded: "That's right, it's not him." I witnessed the accident at the scene. At that time, a much younger man got out of the Lamborghini sports car. ”

Wang Dynasty directly explained: "This man named Ma Zhimin came later. He's clearly the top bag. ”

"Can you take responsibility for what you said?" said the police officer sitting across from the dynasty to the dynasty.

Dynasty: "Of course. You can also check the surveillance!"

"That one-way street was not monitored. There are very few people on that road, and it is a blind spot for surveillance. So if what you say is true. Then your confession is very important. Can you help us make a puzzle?" the officer made a small request to the dynasty.

"No problem. The dynasty immediately agreed.

When helping the police make the puzzle, Wang Chao asked the police officer on duty: "Can I ask how the mother and son who were hit are doing?"

"The situation is not optimistic. The officer pursed his lips: "Although I had already gone to the rescue at that time." But the child's injuries were particularly severe. At the time of the impact, there was already an intracranial hemorrhage. At present, it is still being rescued, and it is difficult to say whether it can be saved. ”

"The mother and son who were hit?"

"It's all ordinary people, ordinary people who live in the front alley. The mother just picked up the child from school and took a shortcut home. I didn't expect to fly into trouble. If the person who hit the person was Ma Zhimin, then this is an ordinary traffic accident. Although this may not seem right, the reality is that as long as the compensation is in place, the problem can basically be solved. But if you're telling the truth, then there's a top-bag case here. This is the same as a hit-and-run, or even more serious. This will be a criminal case. ”

The dynasty was completing the portrait puzzle bit by bit, although he had only seen the young man in a hurry. But the memory of the dynasty is excellent, and he is especially good at recording the appearance of various characters. So he quickly finished the character puzzle.

"I hope you catch this guy soon. Wang Chao said to the officer on duty after completing the puzzle.

"I hope so, too. The officer on duty nodded: "I'll get here first today." We may need your assistance if needed. ”

"I'd love to. Wang Chao shook hands with the officer and left the police station.

It was already late and the moon was already hanging in the deep blue sky. In recent years, the capital's air quality has shown some results, and the sky in the capital is finally not forever gray in winter. Sometimes there is such a highly transparent sky. Whether it's night or day, this highly transparent sky is always refreshing. People prefer bright suns and moons, not the ones draped in a thin veil.

Wang Dynasty doesn't care what kind of situation that Ma Zhimin is in now, and this kind of guy who gives people a top bag is not a good bird. The one who called the top bag is not a good guy, he drove a Lamborghini so swaggering and ran away, he must be a rich second generation. Wang Chao thought so in his heart, ordinary people, I can't say everything, but most ordinary people are more or less a bit hateful to the rich.

It's like seeing the fall of a big official, everyone applauds, but in fact, the people don't know what is going on. It is not clear whether it is a good official or a bad official who has fallen from power, everyone applauds a bad official who falls today, and everyone applauds a good official who falls tomorrow. Because many ordinary people just like to see the big people unlucky.

However, Wang Chao felt that he still had a sense of justice. For he himself has done his part to uphold righteousness. How can you let a real prisoner run away after hitting someone? This kind of top bag is definitely not good, and rich people can't do whatever they want like this!

Wang Chao thought so inwardly, and he slowly walked towards the place where he lived. Because the prices in the capital are high, especially the super high prices. The cost of renting a house in the capital can account for one-third or even half of many people's income, and in order to save money, many places in Beipiao are not very good. Either they are far away from the city, or they live in urban villages or basements with complex populations.

The place where the dynasty lived was in the capital, which resembled an urban village. The quality here is complicated, and there are all kinds of people. Wang Chao was on his way home, and he had just reached the entrance of the alley, when suddenly he felt that his eyes were dark. A hemp bag covered him so tightly that he couldn't see anything with his eyes.

Then Wang Chao felt a pain in his back, and it turned out to be a thick wooden stick whipped on his back.

"Ah~" Wang Dynasty let out a muffled snort. But no sooner had he screamed than he felt a lot of punches and kicks hit him. There were also wooden and iron rods that were beating themselves. Wang Chao wanted to shout for help, but someone kicked him in the head, and he was dizzy and unable to make any sound.

The dynasty was pressed to the ground and beaten by several men in the darkness. Iron rods and wooden rods beckoned to him. But no one is dead, because it is one thing to beat someone, but it is another thing to kill someone. These people beat so hard that Wang Chao felt that he was in severe pain all over his body, and he was about to fall apart, and at this time, those who beat him also stopped.

He vaguely heard someone say: "Boy, there are things in this world that can be said, but there are things that cannot be said." Did you know?"

Then there was the sound of footsteps moving away, and as the dynasty struggled to get out of the sack, he could no longer find any trace of those who had beaten him. He lay on the ground panting, and now he didn't even have the strength to stand up. He vaguely knew who was doing it, but did he want to compromise?