Two traffic policemen came over, and the young man said to Long Leiyan: "The matter is clear, we have also investigated the scene, it is indeed their responsibility, the police station will come in a while, and they will be held accountable for their deliberate injury, and they will compensate you for your economic losses in terms of traffic accidents!"

Long Leiyan scratched his head, and said in his heart that the electric mother would go to the house for dinner in a while, who had the kung fu to ink with them, anyway, he was not injured, and immediately said: "The economic loss should be compensated, I still have something at home, I don't have time to wait for someone from the police station, you see?"

The middle-aged man hurriedly said: "You just leave your ID number! If you have time, you can make a record, and when the result is out, they will notify you, and you can choose mediation or public prosecution." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Long Dashao immediately said his name and ID number.

The two traffic policemen looked at each other stupidly, why is his surname Long? Not surnamed Qiao?

The young traffic policeman asked quickly.

Long Da Shao smiled and said, "When did I say that my surname is Qiao?

The two traffic policemen are a bit big, and the live video has been recorded at the moment, and it is impossible to regret it.

Long Dashao rode on a mountain bike, took Chen Lingxin, and disappeared into the night.

The middle-aged traffic policeman pulled the young traffic policeman and reprimanded: "How did you do it? You explain it to me clearly!"

Could it be that he was deceived? No, at that time, he obviously heard him and Qiao Yingying on the phone, and it was absolutely impossible to fake it! The young policeman pondered for a long time, slapped his head, and suddenly realized: "Think about it, what kind of identity do people have? Can they be involved in this kind of thing casually? It must be a fake identity!"

The night is deep and the lights are hanging, it is the best time for the 'blue boiling' business, red men and green women are bustling in and out, the lights are red and green, and the paper is drunk and golden.

Liu Yang sat on the leather sofa in the office with Erlang's legs crossed, and behind him stood an innocent girl in a school uniform, pinching his shoulders and rubbing his back.

Liu Yang picked up a lady's cigarette, gently pulled out the filter, took out a thumb-belly-sized glass bottle from his pocket, added some white powder to the cigarette, and stuffed the filter back.

He took a deep breath of the cigarette, then leaned his head on the sofa and closed his eyes, and suddenly his whole body trembled, slowly opened his eyes, gently pulled the girl in front of him, put the cigarette on her mouth, and motioned for her to smoke too.

The girl's face was panicked, and she struggled to dodge. With a weird smile on his face, Liu Yang suddenly pressed the girl back on his thigh, lifted the short skirt with black and white checkered, and pressed the cigarette butt down.

A blister the size of a coin instantly appeared on the skin as white as a freshly peeled egg, and there were many scars stacked on top of each other, and a puff of green smoke rose from the cigarette butt press, and a wisp of burnt paste emanated from the air.

The girl shuddered, tears overflowed from the corners of her eyes, and her teeth clenched her palms, not daring to make a sound. Liu Yang let out a night owl-like grin at this moment, and poked the freshly scalding blister with his finger.

Suddenly there was a knock on the office door, Liu Yang let go of the poor girl, and shouted to please come in.

It was Wei Wei who came, and he first glanced at the girl with cold eyes when he entered the door, so frightened that the girl hid behind the sofa.

Liu Yang's soft voice sounded: "How's it going?"

Wei Wei lowered his head and looked at his toes, and said softly: "Wang Feng, Song Yanbo, and Li Lei have all been planted with narcissus, absolutely clean and neat, and there is no trouble!"

There are two ways to deal with these people: if there is enough time, they will load the flowers - put them in a large tin bucket, fill them with cement, and leave them for a few days until the cement is dry and throw them into the river.

The second is to plant daffodils, sometimes this method is used in a hurry, tying people in sacks until they are out of breath, tying them with stones and throwing them into the river together, which is fast, convenient, simple and easy. Li Lei and the others lost any value, so they enjoyed the second treatment.

Liu Yang nodded, took out the red envelope from his pocket, he wanted to look at those banknotes again, since he got these banknotes, he had to look at them countless times a day. Every time I watch it, I fantasize about what it will be like after mastering this technique, and I get great psychological satisfaction.

The red envelope was opened, and there were no red banknotes inside, but a stack of low-quality napkins came out!

Liu Yang and Wei Wei were stunned together, Liu Yang raised his head and asked through gritted teeth, "What about those on Song Yanbo?"

Wei Wei hurriedly took out a white plastic bag from his trouser pocket and poured the contents on the coffee table, but he didn't expect it to be a napkin, and the dark flowers pressed on it looked the same brand.

Liu Yang suddenly stood up and kicked over the coffee table, and roared angrily: "Made, who stepped on the horse's hands and feet?"

He circled around the office like a wounded beast, and after walking a few laps, he suddenly stopped, stretched out his halberd and pointed at Wei Wei, and said, "Send someone to keep an eye on that surnamed Long for me, don't ask him to play tricks!"

Wei Wei nodded and replied: "Brother Yang, don't worry, someone has already been sent, keep an eye on him twenty-four hours a day, as long as he goes out, we can follow!"

Liu Yang walked up to him and pointed his finger at his nose and said, "The person sent to the sect is smart, don't let him find out after a while! I don't want any more cat's eyes before next Friday!"

In order to prevent vandalism, monitoring facilities are installed on the dam almost every other section. Of course, hundreds of dense and sparse, dozens of kilometers of embankments, these monitoring also have blind spots that cannot be photographed. But these blind spots are classified information and are rarely known.

A small container car slowly stopped in a dead corner, and the door opened and jumped off six big men. They looked around for a moment, and saw that no one was looking. In pairs, they picked up a bag from the carriage, stood on the embankment, and threw the pocket in their hands into the river a few times.

In the midst of the surging waves, the three pockets disappeared into the dark river water in an instant. Two of the pockets struggled unnoticed.

A few big men got into the car and left the embankment, and the river still flowed calmly into the distance, as if nothing had happened here.

The surface of the river seems to be calm, but in fact, the undercurrent below is surging, and various whirlpools and undercurrents are intertwined. The topography of the river bottom is even more complex and changeable, and there are often potholes sucked out by whirlpools under the silt and debris.

The three sacks quickly sank to the bottom, and were swept up by the undercurrent at the bottom of the river, floating towards a dark and deep hole. Two of the three sacks were still struggling violently, but their strength could not compete with the undercurrent, and they were swallowed by the pit in the blink of an eye.

Underneath the sinkhole in downtown Jiangcheng, countless river water poured in from the culvert, forming a huge whirlpool that swirled around the former Emgrand Building.

The three sacks were carried to the center of the whirlpool by the undercurrent like three small boats.