"Yo?" Wang Tianyou was stunned for a moment, the corners of his mouth hooked up a playful smile, and nodded, "Well, it hit!"

Pan Jun was taken aback, looked at Wang Tianyou carefully, and then said with relief: "It's okay, don't you feel too sorry! Isn't it just rubbing off some paint? It's okay, it's okay, just come back and find a 4S shop to repair it! It doesn't take a few dollars!"

Although he was extremely contemptuous of Pan Jun's face, Wang Tianyou's heart was still warm when he heard him say this. Hot Books

"Did I say that I just rubbed off some paint?" Wang Tianyou shook his head and smiled bitterly, took out the 20,000 yuan from his pocket, and stuffed it into Pan Jun's arms, "The two car doors on the left side are recessed, do you see enough for 20,000 yuan?"

Looking at the two stacks of brand-new banknotes in his arms, Pan Junden was stunned, and when he raised his head, his face was full of anger, "I'm grass, what the hell are you scolding me? Isn't it just a crash into a car? It's a blessing that people are fine, and that broken car isn't worth much! Even if you scrap it for me, I'll ask my dad for one! What does it mean for you to take the money? Don't you look down on your brother?"

"Hey, no!" Wang Tianyou looked at Pan Jun and misunderstood what he meant, and quickly explained: "This is not my money, this is what I blackmailed others!"

Hearing Wang Tianyou's words, Pan Jun was extremely decisive and put the money into his pocket without hesitation.

"Oh, then you're welcome!"

……

What happened next was full of drama, and when Pan Jun happily ran to his car with 20,000 yuan in his hand after school, his jaw almost dropped. If you open your mouth, you can stuff a fist into it, and your face looks like it's full of pain.

Poor Audi Q7, the left side from the front to the rear of the car has been hit into a large piece of depression, the door can be opened is already a blessing!

"Big brother, did you use Q7 as a bumper car to drive?" Pan Jun looked at Wang Tianyou's eyes full of resentment, and asked with a thump of his chest.

Wang Tianyou shrugged his shoulders and did not speak, but his eyes were quite innocent.

----- dividing line-----

After An Yufeng was killed, the Haitian City Police Department was blown up into a pot of porridge again, and Feng Feng, the only son of the political commissar of the Chengxi Branch, was killed by the gangsters!

This explosive news spread throughout the police system of Haitian City at an extremely terrifying speed, and even the aunt who swept the floor of the Public Security Bureau knew about it.

When Political Commissar Feng got the news, he immediately didn't come up and fainted, which frightened the surrounding police officers, and they pinched them for a long time before they were relieved. When he stood up, his originally cloudy eyeballs had already been overshadowed, and two lines of old tears crisscrossed his wrinkled face, and he couldn't cry. There is nothing more painful in the world than a white-haired person sending a black-haired person.

People in the system, the government's aftermath work is naturally in place. Feng Feng's funeral was completely conducted according to the specifications of the martyrs, and he was buried in the Haitian City Martyrs Cemetery. The organization also posthumously recorded first-class merit for him, posthumously awarded him party members, and various honorary titles, which can be regarded as a well-deserved death than Mount Tai.

The media in Haitian City and even H Province also made a big fuss about this matter, and the publicity was extremely good. For several days, newspapers and television could see the news of "a young police officer bravely fighting a gunman who died in the line of duty", which created Feng Feng's image extremely lofty, and even dug up the bloody thing that he helped the old lady cross the road on the bus during his school days.

Organizationally, it also set up a monument to write down its deeds, and held a special memorial meeting, calling on comrades to learn from the martyr Feng Feng, shed their blood to protect the lives and property of the people, and cast a police soul with their lives.

Of course, this memorial service was broadcast live.

The person is dead, and no one has delved into the truth or falsehood of Feng Feng's "life deeds", those deeds are of course touching and tear-jerking. Once it was broadcast, it also caused an uproar in society. Many people even spontaneously organized themselves to go to the mourning hall to send wreaths to the martyrs and participate in the memorial service. The tall image of the police has been infinitely expanded by the media, and the reputation among the people has also taken a qualitative leap and improvement.

Don't look at Feng Feng's life and grievances, death, it is really vigorous.

But for a father, no amount of honor and title can buy back his son's life. In just three days, Political Commissar Feng's hair turned white, as if he was twenty years old, and his originally bulging beer belly was getting thinner and thinner. The eyes are unusually empty, the majesty and momentum of the past have long been gone, and the current political commissar Feng is like a down-and-out old man, sitting alone in the corner in a daze all day long, and the cigarette rolls never leave his hand, at least three packs a day.

And Meng Qingya, as the deputy captain of the criminal police team and the leader of the day's mission, she could not escape the blame for the death of the criminals Hu Dahai and Feng Feng, and she was mainly responsible. The bureau leaders had a two-hour conversation with her on the same day. Coming out of the office, Meng Qingya's tears kept rolling in her eyes, but she bit her lip tightly and forcibly held back her tears!

"If it weren't for the fact that you caught the murderer in time, your police career would have come to an end. These are the original words of the director to Meng Qingya.

Although Meng Qingya was aggrieved in her heart, she did not complain. After all, life is priceless, no matter how Feng Feng doesn't attract people, it is also a fresh life, if he hadn't acquiesced to him at that time and gave Hu Dahai some fierce medicine, maybe he wouldn't have died!

Regarding Feng Feng's death, Meng Qingya's heart was full of self-blame and guilt. Not even his memorial service. Because Meng Qingya really didn't dare to face the smiling portrait.

Meng Qingya's innate stubbornness will never allow her to admit defeat easily! The only thing she can do at present is to pry out the hiding place of the drug trafficking gang from the mouth of this murderer who has just been caught, and wipe them out! Send the culprit to the execution ground! Perhaps only in this way can Meng Qingya's sense of guilt and guilt towards Feng Feng be alleviated.

However, what made everyone helpless was that although this murderer saved his life after being rescued, he didn't say a word after he woke up, and he was even harder than Hu Dahai! This made the police nervous, and they took strict care of this life-saving straw, and someone sat in front of his bed and stared at it twenty-four hours a day. The doors of the wards are also equipped with armed police with loaded guns, and the tragedy will never be repeated.

Just when the case reached an impasse again, unexpectedly, Meng Qingya suddenly received a call from Shi Shaowang.

"I'm at the gate of the precinct, and I'm looking for you to talk about something. ”

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