(There is a change for Uncle Cabbage in the back, but it is not recommended to wait, it may be in the early morning)

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Hotel De'Longhi.

Wu Zhiqiang and Hou Jianhua were eating, this meal was a banquet set up by Wu Zhiqiang to thank Hou Jianhua for going to the police, and as soon as the meal came up, Hou Jianhua's phone rang.

"Hou Suo, no, we are surrounded by reporters!"

As soon as the phone was connected, a policeman shouted at the phone, and from time to time there was the noise of reporters, Hou Jianhua looked back at Wu Zhiqiang, "I know, I'll be over in a while." ”

"Calling reporters is part of your plan too?" After pressing the phone, Hou Jianhua sat back with a displeased expression.

"The reporter has arrived?"

Hearing Wu Zhiqiang's words, Hou Jianhua was angry, he was just a small director, just send a police officer to arrest someone, isn't it to make a big deal when the reporter participates? What should he do if he gets into trouble with the director? Besides, the other party is just a child, are you Wu Zhiqiang? You are also called a reporter, are you afraid that no one will know what your son has done?

"Old Hou, don't be so angry," Wu Zhiqiang poured Hou Jianhua a cup of tea, "You also know that it was my idea to expel from school this time, if Dai Yi comes back, I will have to have an explanation, right?" ”

"Your confession is to call a reporter."

"Lao Hou, this is not what I want, you know that person Dai Yi, if I don't make some noise, this old thing's suspicion will be committed again, you don't know, I have been the vice principal for a few years, this old guy has long looked at me unpleasantly, if he grabs a little bit of a handle at this time, I will not be the vice principal."

"It doesn't matter to me whether you are the vice principal or not," Hou Jianhua patted the table and stood up, "I tell you, now I walk from here, it takes twenty minutes to drive back to the office, I don't want to see those reporters again when I go back, I will give you a satisfactory confession tomorrow afternoon, and let you go through the procedure, but I hope to see the account book then." ”

"Old Wait, I can't take care of this." Seeing Hou Jianhua's face turn green, Wu Zhiqiang smiled shamelessly, "Have you ever seen someone call a reporter to retreat?" As for the account book, you can rest assured, it is very safe, you have done this thing, I will not be difficult for you, to ensure that no one will know what you have done at that time, that matter, God knows you know I know. ”

"Wu Zhiqiang, if you want to bring down Zhaohui or bring down Dai Yi, it has nothing to do with me, my request is very simple, give me the account book, but don't think that these things can arrest me to death, if you dare to threaten me with the account book again, I promise, you won't be happy!"

Leaving behind the cruel words, Hou Jianhua drove back to the institute angrily.

The reporters had been blasted out of the door, but they still didn't leave, one by one lying outside the security door screaming, eager to step on the hot wheels and rush in.

Several guards were in a standoff with the reporters somewhere.

Hou Jianhua got out of the car and strode towards the reporters.

He was originally arranged here to be the director after the peacekeeping army returned, and the momentum on his body was incomparable to ordinary people, but now he is full of anger, and he is even more domineering, and the reporters have moved out of the way.

"What about people?"

Unimpeded into the police station, Hou Jianhua asked with a cold face.

"It's locked up in the little black room, but this kid doesn't say anything, he's a tough guy."

"Alright, I'll go back and have a look."

I came to the small black house with a familiar car, and through the fence, I could see a seventeen or eighteen boy sitting inside, according to the rules, the boy had handcuffs in his hands.

Hou Jianhua frowned, he really didn't look like a person who was easy to talk to.

He's been here for some years, and even an adult would be afraid when he comes to this kind of place, but this kid is good, sitting there like an old monk.

Yes.

You're hard-mouthed, aren't you?

Then don't blame me for being rude.

"Have you given this kid a meal?"

"Where can I take care of him, we all just eaten."

The little police officer just replied, and in the next second, the lunch box he just bought was taken away by Hou Jianhua, only to see Hou Jianhua walk over and knock on the iron fence with his hand, "Boy, didn't eat." ”

Xu Yi looked up at him.

"If you want to eat, I'll go out after I explain it early," Hou Jianhua sat outside the iron railing, holding a boxed lunch in one hand, and said while eating, "I see that you are small, I will show you the truth, this is nothing at all, at most I will stay in it for three or five days, if you don't say it, this is ......"

"Hou Suo, no, the reporters outside are here again." Before Hou Jianhua finished speaking, a small police officer ran in in a panic outside the door, and his handsome face was frightened white.

"Isn't it over when you blast it out?"

"No, Hou Suo, yes...... It's the Song Bureau, the Song Bureau is blocked outside, and the kid's family also came, and he brought something called Xiao Duo, saying that he was a girl who was saved by this kid that day, and now the child is now being interviewed, and the reporter who broke in just now posted a poem on the Internet......

At this point, the little policeman's face turned whiter, and his voice became slurred.

When he heard that Song Ju was blocked outside, Hou Jianhua couldn't sit still, and when he heard that this kid was also given a poem by a reporter, he was even more angry, and slapped the table and yelled at the little policeman, "If there is a fart, let it go!" What was written? ”

The little policeman took out his mobile phone, and just as he was about to read it, he heard Xu Yi stand up in the small black room and recite loudly, "The sword is bright, and I have no evil heart." The old man remembered me as a widow and a disciple, and gave me a bosom friend. My heart is like an ice sword like snow, and I cannot pierce my husband, so that my heart will rot and the sword will break. The clouds break off the blue sky, oops! The sword changes with me and returns to the Yellow Spring. ”

The sweat on the face of the little police officer dripped down.

This poem was posted on the Internet by the reporter and quickly caused heated discussions, the most annoying thing is that the reporter also accompanied a picture, on the picture Xu Yi with handcuffs, lying on the ground, holding a pen in one hand, lying on the ground and looking back at the camera with a tragic smile, if he didn't know the truth, he really thought that this kid was abused.

I really don't know where this kid's appeal comes from, and where he can make trouble with Director Song, and if he continues to make trouble like this, maybe the mayor will know it.

After listening to Xu Yi's poem, Hou Jianhua almost vomited blood.

Assassins? Broken blue sky? Return to Yellow Springs? Do you dare to exaggerate any more? Didn't you just bring you handcuffs and shut up for a while in the small dark room without food? As for saying it so tragically? You haven't eaten, has anyone in this house eaten? I want to starve you, but I haven't said it yet, this is just an idea, and you will return to Huangquan? It's just a scoundrel!

Although he wanted to strangle Xu Yi in his heart, Hou Jianhua still rushed out with his butt burned, mom=yes, this time he was really killed by Wu Zhiqiang!

As soon as I got out of the office of the police station, I saw Director Song coming in embarrassed under three or four police officers.

"Old Hou, what the hell is going on?"

Director Song was about to be blown up.

When he received the reporter's interview letter at noon today, he thought that Hou Jianhua had made some achievements and solved what case this made the media compete for an interview, he originally planned to come over to join in the fun, appear in the mirror or something, this is good, the blocked one asked, what is not a premeditated violation of the law, what is beating a minor, what is not favoritism, the most annoying thing is that before he said a few words, a party stood up, tearfully described how to be disturbed = disturbed, how to be rescued, and what charity activities and projects to write poems, It was really the flush that he pulled his face in public, and he wished to find a crack in the ground to get into.

"Song Bureau, this matter is still under investigation."

"Investigation? What to investigate? When do you investigate and only arrest those who are brave and do not ask the parties to come? Also, what about that kid? What about the person named Wu Yuan who ...... "Director Song was angry and spoke incoherently"? Why don't you arrest him and ask him? ”

"Song Bureau, I ......"

"What are you, let me tell you, if you don't handle this matter well, don't be the director in the future." Leaving the next sentence, Director Song left in a huff.

Mom=yes, it's a shame to be thrown home today!

Back in the small black house, Xu Yi was still like that, as if what happened outside had nothing to do with him, seeing Xu Yi's appearance, Hou Jianhua's fire, angry teeth itching, okay, you kid, it's really smelly and hard The stones in the pit are smelly and hard, whoever gets it will be disgusting, isn't it?

"Open the door."

There was anger in his heart, and Hou Jianhua's tone was not very good, but where could the little police officer care about this, and hurriedly opened the door.

"You can go." Hou Jianhua held his breath and tried to be patient, "It's so late now, you can go back and wash and sleep." ”

Xu Yi opened his eyes and glanced at Hou Jianhua blankly, "Don't mind, I haven't eaten yet, I heard that the steamed buns and pickles here are good." ”

Hearing Xu Yi's words, all the policemen present almost knelt down, steamed buns and pickles are good? Are you really interested, come here to eat steamed buns and pickles?

It's a good thing for Hou Jianhua's concentration, otherwise he would have rushed up and beaten up, you kid is really cheap and good, I'll let you go, what's wrong with you? Do you want me to invite you?

But thinking of Song Ju's words just now, Hou Jianhua reluctantly smiled, took out five hundred yuan from his pocket and asked the little police officer to hand it over, "Take the money and want to eat steamed buns and pickles and go out and buy them yourself, it's so late, your parents are waiting outside, if you don't get off work, we will all get off work, please, go out, don't waste the police." ”

Xu Yi smiled.

What's wrong? You didn't waste police power when you arrested me, but now I'm eating steamed buns and pickles here to the point of wasting police resources? You're really interesting.

If you let me in, I'll come in, and if I let out, I'll go out?

Then I'm still ...... What is there to say.

With the money, Xu Yi walked out of the police station under the hug of all the police, as for why he hugged him before and after? Of course, I am afraid that this kid will regret it, in case he wants to drink the mineral water from the police station or something halfway down, it will be miserable if he doesn't go.

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(Sorry, it's late to update, Kavenka has been so great lately, I have to overturn three or four times to write a chapter, and I promised Uncle Cabbage to add more, but I see that it will be updated in the early hours of the morning, so I don't recommend you wait.) Momda. (To be continued.) )