Wang Yi looked at the paralyzed middle-aged woman and the elderly man with tears in his heart, and felt sorry in his heart. Although what they did was wrong, they pity the hearts of parents all over the world.

Zheng Peipei looked at Wang Yi, and her heart warmed, this godfather is still quite reliable.

Wang Yi glared at Zheng Peipei fiercely, Zheng Peipei was not afraid, but stuck out his playful little tongue. Wang Yi had a headache for a while, and said that the girl's feelings are always poetry, and Wang Yi felt that the girl's rebellion was a horror movie for her parents.

Wang was worried about Jiajia and Nannan's future at first, and the girl's father always had an unfinished heart. But it's still much better than those boys who are extremely rebellious. Looking at the couple in front of him, Wang Yi calmed down inexplicably.

In short, it is a word, Chinese-style parents are here to pay off the debts of their children and grandchildren.

"Ladies and gentlemen!" Song Lixiong stood in front of the four words of the people's police with dignity and said loudly: "This case, our Kyoto City Police Department will definitely handle it strictly and bring these black sheep to justice, no matter whose son or grandson it is!"

"Okay!" the media reporter spontaneously cheered for Song Lixiong!

"May I ask Captain Song, according to an insider, this matter involves a well-known performing artist, is this the case?" a reporter wearing glasses sent a voice recorder to Song Lixiong's mouth.

"This matter was originally undiscloseable, what you said, I can only say that your insider is not simple!" Song Lixiong replied with a smile.

"Then may I ask if the suspects involved in the case are all second and third generations?" asked a delicate female reporter.

"Hey!" Song Lixiong said, "I can't reveal the identity of the suspect, but I can only tell you that I despise the second and third generations." As soon as they are born, they have wealth and resources that others have struggled for all their lives or three lifetimes of old and young combined cannot reach. But what did they do? How many incidents did my father have in XXX? The second and third generations are all Adou who can't be helped! They are all moths!

"Captain Song!" Xing Bin shouted violently, stopping Song Lixiong's tirade. Said seriously: "Before this matter is clarified, as a law enforcer, you should be silent." In addition, you are not responsible for this case at all, you have no right to speak, and some news related to the case should be published by the Propaganda Department, which is the rule! Also, do you exaggerate the facts and make sensational remarks in order to stir up the people's emotions and arouse their antagonism!

Song Lixiong said without panic: "First, I did not disclose any information related to the case, and second, my remarks only represent my own opinions. Third, I'm your boss, and I don't need you to teach me what to do!"

Seeing the tense words between the two policemen, this reporter felt as if he had eaten iced watermelon on dog days, which was a comfort.

Xing Bin restrained himself and tried not to have a hard time with Song Lixiong. This would greatly tarnish the image of the police. Song Lixiong seems to have taken this into account and is a little fearless. At this time, Xing Bin's phone rang.

After Xing Bin answered the phone, he said to Song Lixiong: "Let's go!

Song Lixiong's face suddenly changed slightly, and he quickly returned to normal, saying, "Let's go! Anyway, what I said is a conscience!"

Xing Bin looked at this "actor"! I can't wait to give him a hard beating.

Zheng Peipei's transcript was still made by Wei Yanan, and after recording the transcript, Wei Yanan sent Wang Yi and Zheng Peipei out. Wei Yanan's face was a little strange, and she peeked at Wang Yi from time to time, and when Wang looked at her, her eyes were like a frightened rabbit, dodging around.

Wang Yi was a little funny, of course, Wang Yi was not narcissistic enough to think that Wei Yanan had taken a fancy to him. The current situation can only show that Wei Yanan has some things to say to himself, and he is embarrassed.

"Zheng Peipei, wait for me in the communication room first," Wang Yi said, "I have something to say with Officer Wei." ”

Zheng Peipei glanced at Wang Yi and left reluctantly. Wang Yi stopped and looked at Wei Yanan.

Wei Yanan felt embarrassed for the first time, and he was a little squirming. Seeing that Wang Yi wanted to laugh, he didn't expect that this domineering and arrogant little policewoman would have such a side.

"Let's talk about something!" Wang Yi smiled and said, "If you don't say it, I'm suffocating!"

Wei Yanan suddenly smiled heartily and said, "I want to say sorry to you, when I first met you, I had a bad attitude, but later I learned the whole thing, and I realized that you are not that kind of person, I'm really sorry!"

"Is it just the first time," Wang Yi said with a smile, "It seems that every time I see you, it is like I smashed the glass of your house." ”

"Love forgiveness or not!" Wei Yanan rolled his eyes, as if being unreasonable was a woman's patent, "Anyway, I'm done apologizing, I have a clear conscience!"

The king smiled and said, "Whatever you want." ”

"Hmph!" Wei Yanan glanced at Wang Yi, raised his head and took the lead in arrogantly.

Wang Yi didn't have anything to do, it would be good if he could apologize, what else did he want? As soon as he followed Wei Yanan a few steps, Wei Yanan suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at Wang Yi and asked, "Do you know kung fu?"

The king nodded and said, "A little fur!"

"Someday I'll have time to learn!" Wei Yannan turned around and left.

Wang Yi is a little messy, what kind of rhythm is this?

"Political Commissar Huang, are you looking for me?" Song Lixiong asked respectfully, standing in front of his desk.

Sometimes Xing Bin admires Song Lixiong, this guy is born to mix officialdom, with a good skin and outstanding acting skills, a powerful master, it is difficult to be promoted if you don't want to, but now this level is not easy.

"You were interviewed at the door just now?" Behind the desk sat a dignified old man, staring at Song Lixiong and asking: "Who gave you the right? Who allowed you to be interviewed privately? Do you still have discipline in your eyes? And do you have any superior leaders!!"

But Song Lixiong was not afraid, and Director Zhang had the final say. But his face was still honestly frightened, and the apology came as soon as he opened his mouth, "I'm sorry for the political commissar!" It's all my fault, and I am also a momentary righteous indignation, and I want to use the power of the media to relieve the pressure on our police department, so that we can deal with it much more smoothly. ”

"Hehe!" Political Commissar Huang laughed angrily and said: "Song Lixiong, Song Lixiong, you have nothing to fear! Okay! We don't have to communicate about some things, someone will have a good chat with you!"

At this time, the rest room of Political Commissar Huang opened, and two middle-aged men in police uniforms walked out, saluted Political Commissar Huang, and said, "Thank you Political Commissar for your cooperation, we will take this Song Lixiong away!"

Song Lixiong's face turned white as soon as he heard this, and he instantly understood what was going on, at this time, Song Lixiong couldn't hold back any longer, and he didn't care that there was no one anymore, so he knelt down and cried: "Political Commissar Huang! You save me! I will take you as the main thing in the future! Political Commissar Huang! Please!"

"Scum!" Political Commissar Huang's face turned white, and he pointed at Song Lixiong and said, "Do you still have a bit of a human spirit!" and then turned his back and waved his hand.

The two middle-aged policemen understood, and escorted Song Lixiong, who was trembling all over, away. Xing Bin whispered: "Political Commissar Huang! It's all gone, Don't be angry with Political Commissar Huang, this Song Lixiong will have this day sooner or later!"

Political Commissar Huang sat on the chair and muttered, "Xing Bin! What happened to our cadres?"