Chapter Thirty-Three: Copying Guys!

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He died in the county jail, and he had not yet had time to be convicted.

Zhang Zhen didn't tell him that Zhao Lei was saved by the antidote, he always thought that his goal had been achieved and he had taken revenge, so he was quite satisfied with his death, and there was no mental torture.

To be honest, for such a thoughtful old man, Zhang Zhen still has some admiration in his heart. He is like a clever chess player, and he walks almost seamlessly step by step, if it were not for Hua Lianrui......

It's a flower again......

Zhang Zhen has gradually become numb to her help, from gratitude to gratitude, and then to almost resigned acceptance, which is a bit of a broken jar and a lot of debts.

Zhao Lei didn't stay in the paradise-like bamboo forest courtyard in Beixinzhuang, and followed Zhang Zhen and them back to Tongyu City with his sick and weak body. According to his own account, he was frightened by the haunting and did not want to stay for a moment. But Zhang Zhen felt that this was only a superficial reason, and what he was unwilling to explain behind the scenes should be the hostility of the villagers in Beixinzhuang towards him.

There are many people who hate Zhao Laohu, and there are many people who hate their teeth and want to eat their flesh, but Zhao Laohu has the money to dominate one side, and those people dare to be angry and dare not speak. But Zhao Lei was only followed by a butler who didn't know martial arts, and they poured out their hatred for Zhao Laohu on him.

Even if he was just a Scribbler who lived in the way of a saint......

This is undoubtedly a very fucked up logic, but many people have this kind of logic. They transfer the humiliation they received from a strong person to the weak, so as to obtain the pleasure of revenge and psychological balance, and they are complacent, and they are called roundabout and intelligent, just like Old Man Xin.

Zhang Zhen's starting point as the head arrester was to deal with the Black Tiger Gang, the haunted case of Beixinzhuang, which was extraneous and distracting, and he didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but he was helpless because the officials in the yamen shirked each other. Unexpectedly, in the process of investigating the case, the core of the contradiction went around and around, and it still went back to the Black Tiger Gang.

Old man Xin was killed by the prison guards, and when he died, he had seven stab wounds and 29 whip marks on his body, and finally someone pierced his mouth with a short knife and nailed to the back wall of the cell. The death is extremely miserable, so people dare not look at it, not that they can't bear it, but they don't dare.

The jailer who took care of Old Man Xin was called Qi Qi, and he didn't come to the yamen to be on duty today.

Wu County's "head disease" was not cured and could not be treated, and Liang Xiancheng and Kong County Lieutenant were nowhere to be found. Zhang Zhen didn't bother to pay attention to them, and directly overstepped his authority, asking Yang Bantou to gather a group of officials in the lobby and prepare to arrest people.

Above the lobby, more than a dozen people stood in groups of three or five, whispering to each other. Eating in the yamen, this group of people is very lively, and they have already asked Zhang Zhen the reason why they called them here, because wherever Zhang Zhen's eyes went, the eyes of the crowd dodged one after another, and no one dared to look at him.

Zhang Zhen frowned, throughout the ages, the servants have been synonymous with tigers, wolves, eagles and dogs, but I didn't expect Tongyu City to be an outlier, and the catchers were as timid as mice.

"Yang Bantou, come here." Zhang Zhen inspected for a long time, and finally called this acquaintance out. Seeing this, the other catchers breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Yang Bantou gloatingly.

Zhang Zhen named Yang Bantou, not only because the two were familiar with each other, but also because of Yang Bantou's personality. Although he is weaker, he is still honest and obedient, and he is not as smooth as ordinary officials.

Zhang Zhen really didn't want to hear such a ridiculous reason as the second uncle's daughter-in-law giving birth to a big fat boy.

Unexpectedly, Yang Bantou leaned sideways and walked out step by step, his expression twisted like a little daughter-in-law who had just come out of the pavilion, and said in embarrassment: "Zhang Zhutou, this person ...... I can't catch it......"

Zhang Zhen was stunned and said, "Can't catch it?" A jailer, without asking for instructions from his superiors, used such cruel means to kill prisoners without authorization, such a heinous act, you say you can't catch it? ”

Yang Bantou pulled Zhang Zhen aside and said in a low voice: "Koji seven...... He is a member of the Black Tiger Gang, do you think he is afraid of crime and dare not come to the yamen today? He probably received the bounty, where did he go to spend all his time? ”

Zhang Zhen sneered: "What's wrong with the people of the Black Tiger Gang, what I arrested is the people of the Black Tiger Gang." ”

Yang Bantou said with a bitter face: "Zhang Zhutou, Lieutenant Kong has a good relationship with Zhao Laohu, and he is your top boss, if we want to move the people of the Black Tiger Gang, should we ask Lieutenant Kong for instructions first?" ”

"No need to ask."

Zhang Zhen also became a little angry, and said in a deep voice: "Yang Bantou, you just have to arrest people, I will carry the problem if there is a problem." ”

Seeing Zhang Zhen's resolute attitude, Yang Bantou's lips twitched for a moment, and he still said, "Subordinate...... Yes, sir. ”

The others snickered, all with a look of watching a good show.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhen said sharply: "You think it's none of your business, it's quite exciting to watch the excitement, right?" Good! I'll go to arrest someone this time, you all follow, whoever dares to run, I'll break his leg! ”

The faces of a group of catchers suddenly fell.

At this time, Xing Jianxun said in the crowd: "I said Boss Zhang...... You are a noodle shop, I don't know what means you used to deceive Lord Wu before you became the head catcher. But then again, you can't pull us on our backs just because you have a grudge against the Black Tiger Gang......"

Immediately, a few people chimed in.

"Pull you back?" Zhang Zhen's brows furrowed, staring at Xing Jianxun and walking towards him, Xing Jianxun felt a little weak in his heart, and hid in the crowd, but was still pulled out by Zhang Zhen holding his collar.

Zhang Zhen brought him up in front of him, glared at him and shouted, "You told me that the Black Tiger Gang is my personal grudge? Good! Then let me ask you, when I was the shopkeeper of the noodle restaurant, I paid less than a penny of various taxes in the yamen? But when someone came to my noodle shop to make trouble, stabbed me twice and set fire to my shop, why did you go? When you took the money, you said that you were the official who managed the government to ensure the safety of the party, and when you were really in charge, where did you go?

Now that a life lawsuit is in front of you, I let you arrest someone, do you dare to say that it is a personal vendetta? So tell me what you're wearing this dress for? Tell me where you get your monthly money? The people in Tongyu City spend their hard-earned money to support you, just to let you be a group of mud tires and wood sculptures, and even turn a blind eye to such a fierce, cruel and blatant murder case? Yes? ”

Xing Zhutou's face was blue and white for a while, and he was speechless.

Zhang Zhen said that, he looked around the faces of the crowd with an awe-inspiring expression, and said sharply: "If you still want to eat this bowl of rice, follow me to arrest people now!" If you don't dare to go, take off your official uniform and let me go! ”

There was silence in the lobby, and the crowd looked at each other, and after a while, three people hung their heads and covered their faces and wanted to go out.

"Stop!" Zhang Zhen shouted.

The three people stopped, and one of them said with some embarrassment: "Didn't the head catcher say...... Can we go? ”

"Take off your official uniform!" Zhang Zhen said coldly.

The man only held his face red, gritted his teeth and struggled for a while, remembering the might of the Black Tiger Gang, and finally took off his official robe and went out wearing only a white undershirt. The other two people painted the scoop in the same way, and also took off their official uniforms and left.

When they went out, Zhang Zhen looked at the rest of the catchers and said, "Finally, there are still a few men with handles, let's go!" All you have to do is follow me to arrest someone! The sky is falling, and I, the head catcher, are carrying, as long as I don't fall, I won't be able to hit your head! ”

With that, he took the lead and went out with his head held high.

At this time, Yang Bantou suddenly said loudly: "Go!" Brothers! Follow Zhang Zhutou! How much anger the Black Tiger Gang has suffered from the dog day, this time I have to settle accounts with them! All with guys, and let those bastards know that we are not easy to bully! ”

This honest person on weekdays rarely burst into foul language, and rushed behind Zhang Zhen with great excitement.

The rest of the crowd was quickly instigated by Yang Bantou, and although his face was bitter, he still stubbornly followed.