At this time, it was already ten o'clock at night, and the lights were already as bright as day. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Ping Fu looked at the police car in the distance, and decided not to do anything.

She gritted her teeth, wiped her face, wiped her eyes, and walked to the gate of the detention center with firm steps.

In the past, when Ping Yu came here to interrogate criminals, they were all police cars coming and going, and they could just show their documents and get a pass. Now, she didn't have a bag, so naturally she didn't have a police ID. Not only that, she was not wearing a police cap, her police uniform was also wrinkled, her eyes were red and swollen, and there were traces of tears on her face.

It is also normal to be intercepted by small soldiers of the armed police.

What is not normal is that Ping Yu became very arrogant, blocking the gate and not leaving, and even shouted: "Director Wang, Wang - Chief, I - want to see you!"

Ping Fu knew that as long as Director Wang was in the office, he could hear her shouting, because the window of his office on the third floor was facing the gate of the detention center.

When the armed guards saw that the situation was not good, they hurriedly closed the big iron gate of the detention center.

The crowd of people who were walking or walking quickly gathered around.

Ping Fu didn't care, she knew she had to make a choice tomorrow. So tonight is the last chance to meet Pingwei.

Before thinking about it, there was no personal grudge between herself and Director Wang, so how could he not help her with her last request? In her opinion, Director Wang was basically a policeman with good roots.

Anyway, if you don't try it, how do you know it won't work?

So Pingfu continued to shout loudly: "Wang-Suo-chief, you come out, I am Pingfu! Wang Director! Wang-director, you come out, I-want to see you!"

The middle-aged driver had to stop, open the door, jump out of the car, and shouted at the armed police: "What's the matter?

Ping Yu saw that it was the famous and bullish director of the king.

She immediately ran forward and shouted at Director Wang: "Director Wang, good, you are a king, Director, you are here, I am just right!"

Maybe he really did something wrong, as soon as Director Wang saw Ping Yu, a strange embarrassment immediately appeared on his face, and he was embarrassed and cordial.

- Perhaps, it's pretended, Ping Yu thought, so as not to be fooled, I will have to make a decision today.

I saw Director Wang turn around and say to the armed police soldiers: "Oh--looking for me, it's nothing-it's okay! Let's all go away, it's okay, it's okay!"

As he spoke, he pulled Pingfu into the car.

The car immediately slid through the big iron gate, away from the gate, away from the crowd of onlookers, and entered the compound of the detention center.

When he walked upstairs, Director Wang blamed him and said, "Pingfu, you girl, you are really not a fuel-efficient lamp! Say, it's so late, what is the important matter to find me?"

Ping Fu was expressionless, and sneered: "Is there anything important, don't you know yet?"

Director Wang pretended to be confused and said, "Why are you always so well informed?

Ping Fu couldn't help but smile, and said, "Why do you corrupt me when you know?"

Director Wang was impassioned with righteousness: "Didn't I say you, Pingfu, you are stupid, aren't you just a man, a good beautiful female criminal policeman, with a bright future! Why would you bury your criminal police career for such an unworthy man? You must understand that Director Duan is particularly optimistic about you! As far as I know, you are a reserve cadre who belongs to the bureau's party committee for the record! Don't get planted in personal problems!"

Ping Fu felt a sincerity, so he resigned himself and said, "But I, but I think he is a good criminal policeman and a good man! I just like him!"

Director Wang sneered and said, "There are more policemen in the Tonghai City Public Security Bureau who are better than him, why don't you open your eyes and take a look! Pingwei, now, it's just a criminal! Look, it's not worrying to be locked up here, otherwise I wouldn't have run from home again." Um-it seems, you don't know yet, right? It's all because of this Pingwei, who just beat Hao Hao half to death. Now, he has to be sentenced again. Intentional homicide is also justified. ”

Ping Fu was extremely surprised, forgot his grievances and anger for a while, opened his mouth, and stared at Director Wang.

Director Wang smiled and said, "I'll just say, how could you come here so quickly? Who knows the news? I also said that we have to carefully check the 'inner ghosts' in the detention center." It turns out that you don't know. Well, I can tell you that your former criminal police captain Ping Wei just beat Hao Hao, an authoritative expert in the legal field, and it is said that he punched the bridge of his nose and broke it. ”

Ping was so shocked that he didn't know what to say.

Director Wang said, "Then, you sit down in my office first, wait for me to take a look, and ask what is going on?"

Ping Fu nodded, watching Director Wang walk out, and the footsteps gradually faded away-

Suddenly, Ping Yu came to his senses a little and shouted, "Director Wang, wait-"

After chasing out, he saw Director Wang standing at the end of the empty corridor, turned around, and stared at the flat man who was running over.

Ping Fu ran over, stopped the car, stood beside Director Wang, looked up at Director Wang, who was a head above her, and sincerely requested: "Director Wang, let me see Pingwei again, okay? Please, the last one!"

As he spoke, Ping's eyes moistened and turned red.

Director Wang nodded and left.

Ping Fu returned to Director Wang's office, sat down on the sofa, and began to wait anxiously. Unable to sit still, she stood up and walked over to her. Then, he sat down again, immediately got up again, and walked around again.

Time, just like that, hour after hour passed.

Seeing a thick stack of magazines in the bookcase, she opened the door of the bookcase, took out a large stack, and spread it out on the coffee table. She began to flip through them one by one. She hoped to soothe her panic, nervousness, and anxiety through these prose magazines, but she found that she had turned the pages of the paper page by page, leaving no meaning in her mind, and she recognized the words, but she did not understand what they meant.

She shook her head and said to herself, "Ping, why are you so breathless?" Silence. Inhale. Out. Okay, do it again. She remembered the short yoga deep breaths that several female classmates had learned at school.

Suddenly, her eyes caught a glimpse of an essay signed "Artemisia Yanran" in a national-level core magazine of "Prose Overseas Edition". How familiar is this name, yes, Artemisia Yanran, that female doctor who studied in the UK!