Chapter Eighty-Six: Hatred

"Supervising you is very wrong to say this, since the founding of the People's Republic of China, the police have questioned prisoners, and there is no longer such a thing as torture, you are saying such things now, I very much doubt that you are a qualified people's policeman, on the basis of no evidence, what right do you have to torture an innocent person!" Su Qing confronted the supervisor for the first time, and questioned him so sharply.

The supervisor was speechless by Su Qing for a while, and tried his best to argue, but what he said was obviously not convincing: "But he is very suspicious! Although torture is not allowed, ...... But there's nothing wrong with that. ”

"Do you think this is a proper reason to be able to torture a prisoner?" Su Qing pressed step by step.

"No matter what...... In any case, as long as he is suspected, we should not let a criminal go. "The inspectors did not give in, but the momentum had weakened.

Ye Fan didn't speak from beginning to end, just looked at the two people who were arguing with each other. Seeing that the momentum of the inspector was gradually weakening, he coldly hooked the corners of his mouth.

"Okay, can I go?" he looked like a scoundrel, put his hands in his pockets, and looked at the inspector with a smile, but the inspector was not lightly angry. But now he couldn't find any handle for Ye Fan, so he could only watch him pass by himself.

Ye Fan, who had already walked far away from the supervision, suddenly turned his head and looked at the supervision with a smile: "Lord Inspector, next time if you have evidence, you will come directly to arrest me, I will wait at home at any time, but if there is no evidence, please don't wronged good people, because not everyone is as easy to mess with as me." I'm leaving, see you next time!"

Ye Fan stretched out his hands and made a gesture of goodbye to the monitor.

Su Qing also hooked the corners of her mouth when she saw this scene, I have to say that Ye Fan is really happy to do this, and then nodded and turned to leave, the supervisor has nothing to do, but he is very busy.

The supervisor looked at the two people who left one after another and couldn't help but stomp his feet: "Ye Fan, you little rabbit cub, don't let me catch your handle next time, otherwise you just wait!"

In the Pei family's compound, Mrs. Pei said the words she had prepared.

"What are you talking about? No wonder when I asked about Zijun's whereabouts, you kept hesitating, but I didn't expect him to be in the police station now. Pei Fucheng's eyes widened, and he said angrily. The plate on the table was also waved off the ground by his hand, making a crackling sound.

"Fu Cheng, don't be angry first, you listen to me......" Mrs. Pei explained in a hurry, for fear that something would go wrong? Fu Cheng was unwilling to save his son.

"Then you said that I will see what flowers you can make up today, when Zijun was young, I said that I must discipline him strictly, but you don't, you look at what he is like when you spoil him today, murder! ”

"Fucheng, you listen to me explain things, it's not what you imagined, Zijun has his own hardships, and even if he murders, he didn't succeed! Isn't that kid alive! You just have to find a way to save your son, if I don't have a son, I won't be alive." ”

Mrs. Pei couldn't hold back her tears anymore and cried out loud.

"What kind of bastard are you talking about, no matter what, it's a life! Sure enough, it's a loving mother who is so defeated, and a loving mother is so defeated!" Pei Fucheng pointed at Mrs. Pei with his finger, his hands trembling with anger.

"Of course you said so, Zijun was brought up by me when he was a child, it was the meat that fell from my body, of course I feel sorry if you don't feel sorry, now that something like this has happened, you have shirked all the responsibility to me. Mrs. Pei and Pei Fucheng collided.

Pei Fucheng felt that his chest was blocked for a while, and he sat down on the sofa, his eyes were black, he held the edge of the sofa and calmed down for a long time, but he still didn't come to his senses.

Mrs. Pei, who was lying on the ground at the beginning, hadn't noticed the same, but when she looked up and saw Pei Fucheng's appearance, she was so frightened that she didn't know what to do.

"Fucheng Fucheng, how are you? Don't scare me, my son just had such a thing, if you want to do anything, what will you let me do?" Mrs. Pei took Pei Fucheng's arm and kept shaking, very excited.

Pei Fucheng's head was already a little dizzy, but when Mrs. Pei shook him like this, the whole person was even more dizzy, and he sat on the sofa for a long time and couldn't open his eyes.

His voice was hoarse, and it took a long time to say a sentence: "You let go of me first, I will be shaken out of my illness by you for nothing." When Mrs. Pei heard this, she let go of Pei Fucheng and sat on the sofa and looked at him nervously.

After another quarter of an hour like this, Pei Fucheng gradually got better, his body was fine, but he suddenly heard such news just now, and he was in a hurry for a while, and now after slowly calming down, those symptoms just disappeared.

Holding a glass of water on the table with great difficulty, Pei Fucheng slowly drank it into his mouth. "Then what do you want me to do now? He has committed such a crime, how can I save him, won't my conscience feel guilty?" Pei Fucheng patted his chest, as if he was asking Mrs. Pei on the surface, but in fact he was asking himself.

He is just a businessman, he can do what he is good at so well, he has tried his best, he has worked hard to do this thing all his life, he has always had a clear conscience in business, so he knows that his son is going to murder others, how can he pass that level in his heart.

"Fucheng, that's your biological son, you have to save it, the two of us are just this one son, if there is no him, who will inherit our Pei family's business in the future?

I have to say that Mrs. Pei knows Pei Fucheng very well, and every word she says pokes into his heart.

Pei Fucheng finally compromised and slowly shook his hand to Mrs. Pei: "Don't worry, let me think about this matter, if there is nothing wrong, you can go back to the room first! His voice was very weak, and he spat out word by word.

"Okay, I'll go to Fucheng first, you must think about it, no matter what, you can't give up Zijun......"

"Alright, you go down first! Don't say anything, I'll say it, let me think about it myself. Pei Fucheng waved his hand, obviously not wanting to hear Mrs. Pei's words again.