Chapter 12: Blamed for the Blame
85_85289 "Brother, is it cool?" Before going out, he pretended to force the man to squeeze his eyebrows and ask Chen Jing, but his eyes skimmed to Wang Bingyan's chest.
As a result, this buddy was tragic, Wang Bingyan's eyes froze, and she looked coldly at the pretending to be a man, and a sweeping leg was in the middle of the man's abdomen. said coldly: "Take him away for me too." β
"Poof, hahaha, pretending to be a man makes you cheap!" Liu Fatzi laughed, and this dramatic change made him lean forward and back together.
It wasn't until a hand suddenly grabbed his shoulder that the laughter stopped abruptly and suddenly turned into a bitter melon face. Zhao Jing had a cold face and pushed Liu Huan out with him.
"That's what you're called a brother, isn't it Bingyan girl?" Chen Jing laughed, was grabbed by Wang Bingyan by an arm, and walked out of the box, but he was extremely happy.
tilted his head to the side, almost touching Wang Bingyan's face, which was beaten with a lewd smile.
What a blatant desire to eat tofu! But the strange Wang Bingyan didn't get angry, and with a good-looking little face, she distanced her body from him.
Zhao Jing's resentful gaze came from behind him.
Forced cub, just let you scream, back to the police station has a way to torture you!
Pengcheng City has five districts and a population of millions. The Donghai District near the sea, the westernmost Lingnan District, and the south is the New District, which has developed the fastest in recent years. To the north is Peicheng District, which is also the oldest district in Pengcheng.
The remaining one is the waterfront area where the city center is located.
It is also the most developed district in Pengcheng, where all the organs and units of the municipal government are located, the Midnight Club belongs to the Linhai District, and Wang Bingyan belongs to the Linhai District Bureau.
Now, in the office of the director of this substation, there are two people sitting at night.
One of them was wearing a police uniform, and it was Zhao Gang, director of the Linhai District Bureau. And another middle-aged man is Lin Quan.
Neither of them spoke, and in the dim light, on the coffee table in front of the two, there was a palm-sized plastic bag containing a bag of white powder.
Glancing at the silent Director Zhao, Lin Quan said in a low voice: "This pack weighs three grams, which is enough for those three little bastards to be sentenced." When I get to prison, I have the means to kill them. β
Taking a deep breath of cigarette, Director Zhao said with a somewhat embarrassed face: "I never do this kind of thing, as a policeman, you must be worthy of my police uniform." β
Lin Quan pursed his lips and sneered, and opened the suitcase beside him with a snap, which was neatly filled with red tickets, a full 100,000.
"I just want him to go to prison, Brother Zhao, you have to help me with this. We have been friends for so many years, and you have also helped me a lot, Lin Quan is grateful, and I ask Brother Wang not to shirk this respect. With that, he buckled the suitcase and pushed it down in front of Director Zhao.
What he said was very coincidental, not only showing his attitude, but also reminding Director Zhao of the things he had done with him over the years, of course, there was no shortage of benefits.
Director Zhao's eyes were slightly condensed, his face was a little indifferent, and he said, "For the last time, I don't want this kind of thing to happen in the future." β
After speaking, he picked up the white powder on the table and stuffed it into his pocket. Lin Quan smiled, took back the suitcase, and said, "Director Zhao, don't worry, there will definitely be no next time." β
Director Zhao glanced at Lin Quan with a cold face and walked out of the director's office
The interrogation room of the Linhai District Bureau, an empty room, with only one table and three stools. It's not very big, the lights in the room are dazzling, Chen Jing put his feet on the interrogation table, reclining on the chair, staring at Cheng Lan with a pair of eyes, his eyes are not serious.
Zhao Jing slapped the table and shouted: "Boy, you give me an honest place, and don't look at where this is, sue sΓΉ If you don't explain things clearly when you enter here, no one can walk out unharmed!" β
Chen Jing nodded, with a look of I believe in you.
Zhao Jing forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and said righteously: "Be lenient in confession, strict in resistance, I hope you can think clearly." β
Chen Jing sneered, glanced at Zhao Jing, who had a straight face, and began to stare at Cheng Lan again.
Zhao Jing was annoyed, she was ignored by this kid like this, and she openly teased the policewoman at the police station, which made him feel angry in his heart, and said to Cheng Lan: "You go out first, I will interrogate him alone." β
Cheng Lan glanced at Zhao Jing and walked out.
On the one hand, she is inexperienced and is very uncomfortable being stared at by Chen Jing, on the other hand, she knows Zhao Jing too well about the son-in-law of the director's family, although she has not been in the police station for a long time, she is also clear about some insiders in the police station. Beatings and interrogations, staying up late for interrogation, not for nothing.
Zhao Jing is also the son of Director Zhao, who is usually arrogant and domineering in the bureau, and it often happens that he beats suspects, but because of Director Zhao's relationship, everyone turns a blind eye. As long as no one dies, it's fine.
After Cheng Lan left, Zhao Jing immediately changed her face, and looked at Chen Jing mockingly at the corners of her mouth. got up and walked to the corner, pulled out the surveillance video, and said coldly: "Boy, do you know what the fate of offending me is?" Today I will let you know that there are some people you can't afford to offend, and Bingyan is not something you can touch. β
Chen Jing frowned, looked at him with a stupid expression and asked, "Do you really dare to touch me?" β
"The grass and mud horses are still pretending to be forced with Lao Tzu, today Lao Tzu will let you see if I dare to touch you!" Zhao Jing sneered, threw a punch, and came straight to Chen Jing's face.
Chen Jing smiled faintly, tilted his head slightly to the side, and dodged. Then he stood up suddenly, raised his leg and kicked it, hitting Zhao Jing's small stomach.
How powerful his kick is, just look at Zhao Jing's reaction.
There was a pig-like scream from the interrogation room, and Zhao Jing curled up on the ground, spasms, and her face turned purple in pain. The crotch of the pants was fishy.
Hearing this miserable scream, Cheng Lan shook her head at the door, her face was a little unbearable, she had always heard that Zhao Jing had beaten the suspect, but she didn't want to be so ruthless, what kind of pain did Cheng DΓΉ have to make such a heart-rending scream.
Cheng Lan's weak body trembled for a while, and she felt pity for Chen Jing. At the same time, he was a little dissatisfied with Zhao Jing, although this little rascal is lustful, he is not so bad, as for starting so hard.
At this moment, she saw Director Zhao coming this way, so she hurriedly opened the door of the interrogation room, she wanted to remind Zhao Jing that Director Zhao was coming, but she was stunned at the door.
Director Zhao frowned and said, "Xiao Cheng, what are you doing blocking the door like this, can't you let me in?" β
Hearing this voice, Cheng Lan couldn't help but shudder, turned her head to look at Director Zhao with difficulty, and was stunned to speak.
"What kind of expression do you have, what's wrong, is Zhao Jing beating someone to death?" Seeing Cheng Lan's ugly face, Director Zhao's heart tightened.
The public security bureau interrogates suspects, no matter whether they are beaten or boiled, as long as no one is killed, it is not a big deal. But if someone really dies, then the trouble will be big, at least not something that he, the director, can bear.
Usually Zhao Jing also knows what he does, but he loves this son too much, and he has warned him several times that he has not changed, but when he sees that he knows the severity of his actions, he no longer cares about it.
When he saw Cheng Lan standing outside the door just now, he knew that Zhao Jing must be beating Chen Jing, but now seeing Cheng Lan's appearance, he couldn't help but worry, pushed Cheng Lan away and walked into the interrogation room, and was immediately stunned.
Zhao Jing was lying on the ground, curled up, her pig's liver-colored face with a distorted expression, and she couldn't shout anymore. There is only air out, no air intake, and obviously the pain is not light.
"What's going on!" Director Zhao was immediately furious, pointed at Zhao Jing and asked.
"How do I know what's going on?" Chen Jing rolled his eyes and said.
"The little bastard of the dog, this is the Public Security Bureau, you dare to attack the police!?" Director Zhao's angry hands were trembling, and he pointed at Chen Jing and scolded.
"I assaulted the police? Uncle policeman, don't talk nonsense, do you have any evidence that I attacked the police? I'm sitting here motionless, and there's always a piece of evidence for wronging people, right? Chen Jing sneered and looked at Director Zhao defiantly.
"I, I" Director Zhao was annoyed, and kept the monitor in the corner, but I didn't say anything for a long time.
Seeing that the plug of the monitor had been unplugged, Director Zhao's angry face suddenly turned dark. With a dark face, he asked Cheng Landao, "What the hell is going on?" β
Cheng Lan shrank back in fright, her lips trembling: "Director Zhao, I don't know, Zhao Jing asked me to go out and say that he was interrogating alone." β
"If he asks you to go out, will you go out, why are you still stunned, why don't you call an ambulance quickly!" Director Zhao roared, like a mad wolf dog, seeing who bites whom.
Cheng Lan was yelled at by him like this, and her smiling face was almost crying. Quickly let out a sigh and ran out of the interrogation room.
"Bang!" Closing the door of the interrogation room, Director Zhao's face was extremely gloomy, he glared at Chen Jing fiercely, and said in a low voice: "Boy, I don't care who you are, if Zhao Jing has three long and two short, I will ask you to pay for your life." β
"Do you have proof?" Chen Jing said.
"Evidence, that's evidence." Director Zhao shouted angrily, grabbed a packet of white powder from his pocket that I don't know what it was, and slapped it on the interrogation table with a bang.
Chen Jing frowned, and when he saw a package of white powder on the table, his face was not good. He had heard of this kind of thing a long time ago, and he often blamed the police. Whether you want to rectify people, or you encounter an unsolvable case and arrest people, this kind of thing often happens.
Unexpectedly, he was met today.
Glancing at the white powder on the table, Chen Jing said disdainfully: "You are worthy of being the director, you really can do everything, you are really handy at this kind of framing and blaming the blame." β
"Humph!" Director Zhao snorted coldly and said gloomily: "Little bastard, just make your mouth hard, a pack of white powder is enough for you to squat, and Lao Tzu has a way to kill you when you enter it." I will make you unable to live, unable to die. β
"Who is the bastard?" Chen Jing was annoyed, stood up with a bang, and asked angrily at Director Zhao.
"Little bastard scolding you!"
Director Zhao also glared at him angrily and said without thinking, but after saying this, he suddenly understood that he had been fooled.
Chen Jing looked mocking, and elongated his voice: "Oh, it turns out that the little bastard/seed is scolding me!" β
Director Zhao snorted coldly, got up and connected the plug of the monitor to the power, just in time to shoot Chen Jing and the white powder on the table. And he picked up Zhao Jing and walked out.
Looking at Director Zhao's back, Chen Jing sneered