Zhong Liang is the deputy director in charge of criminal investigation of the county public security bureau, when Yan Murong, who was dressed in military uniform and heroic, broke into his office, this guy was blowing the air conditioner, leaning crookedly on the office chair and reading an online novel, and when he saw Yan Murong coming in, he was so frightened that he almost didn't fall off the chair.

"You-you, you, you."

The scene in front of him made Zhong Liang a little scared, he thought that the matter of helping Wang Kui in the morning would be over, but as a result, people really came to the door.

"What am I?" Yan Murong looked at Zhong Liang with a frightened expression with a smile. "What? You don't know me anymore when you change your clothes? I said I was the leader. ”

"Hello Chief." Zhong Liang hurriedly stood up from the chair, saluted Yan Murong with trembling hands, and asked cautiously. "What instructions do you have, Chief?"

"Instructions?" Yan Murong sneered. "I'm going to say I'll let you handcuff yourself, are you handcuffed or not?"

"Why?" Zhong Liang was shocked.

Before he could speak, there was a cacophony of shouting outside, and at the same time, a police officer broke in without knocking on the door. Seeing Yan Murong and Hu Muyang Duo in military uniforms, they were stunned for a moment, and then said to Zhong Liang with an anxious face, "Zhong Ju, it's not good, the Qi family's family is making trouble again." ”

"Then hurry up and find someone to deal with it, what's the use of you telling me?" Zhong Liang exclaimed while wiping the cold sweat that kept dripping from his forehead. "Don't you see the chief here?"

"I can't handle it." The officer said with a bitter face. "This old Qi family wants to make things bigger, and the gate of our bureau is all fenced."

"This—"

Zhong Liang glanced at Yan Murong cautiously, but was directly glared back by Yan Murong.

"Go out and have a look."

"Chief, there's nothing to look at, is it?" Zhong Liang said vaguely. "It's just a bunch of people making trouble."

"You're a mess." Yan Murong shouted angrily, and didn't need Zhong Liang to lead the way, turned around and walked outside. Now that he is wearing this skin, Yan Murong has long planned to "go crazy".

Seeing Yan Murong walking out, Zhong Liang had no choice but to bypass the desk and follow quickly.

Outside the gate of the county public security bureau, which was already full of people at this time, Yan Murong glanced at it and saw that except for a few people kneeling on the ground at the front, almost all of them were watching the excitement in the back.

A white cloth was spread on the ground, and a big black character was written on it: "Injustice!"

Kneeling at the front were an old couple, who looked to be in their sixties and seventies, and beside them was a young woman holding a boy of three or four years old, holding the child in one hand and wiping tears from her eyes in the other.

The policeman with a riot baton in one fist was looking at these few people who came to the door to shout grievances, but they did not make any drastic movements.

"Get out of the way." Yan Murong snorted coldly, then pushed aside the policeman who was blocking in the middle and walked to the old couple.

"Uncle, auntie, what's wrong with you?"

"Y-you?"

The old man heard someone talking to him, and when he looked up, he saw that squatting in front of him was a young man with a good appearance, but wearing a military uniform.

"I'm in the army." Yan Murong explained and said. "What's wrong with you? Let's get up and talk first. ”

"Troops?" The old man glanced at it suspiciously, and after discovering that the clothes on Yan Murong's body were indeed not police uniforms, and seeing the two-bar and four-star epaulettes on his shoulders, instead of standing up, he began to kowtow to Yan Murong.

"The People's Liberation Army is here, and my son has been saved." The old man cried bitterly, grabbed Yan Murong's arm tightly, and said. "Comrade soldier, please help my son, he is wronged."

"Uncle, what are you doing here? Hurry up. Yan Murong quickly pulled the old man up and persuaded. Let's go in and talk about it slowly, and I'll help you when it's clear. ”

As soon as he heard that he was going to take care of this matter, Zhong Liang's frightened face turned white.

This old man's son was originally also a policeman, named Qi Guang, with strong work ability, but his personality was too strong, so he couldn't see those dark things. During a routine inspection of a local bar KTV disco, someone was found buying and selling drugs, and he was immediately arrested. But the opposite is true, not only did the five police officers who were traveling with them not catch anyone, but they were all sent to the hospital.

After being discharged from the hospital, Qi Guang continued to investigate the case, but before he could even do it for half a day, he was called over by the superior leader and told him not to investigate the matter again, and the city bureau took over the matter. But Qi Guang refused to give up, and stubbornly wanted to investigate. As a result, within two days, someone splashed paint on his door, and the word "kill" was written in red.

Even so, Qi Guang, who was jealous and hateful, did not give up, but after getting off work one night, he was beaten severely with a sack, and then caused a cerebral hemorrhage and a coma, and his limbs were also broken.

It was not the first time that the Qi family had come to cry out for injustice, and the police station also accepted the case, but it didn't take long for them to be told that the perpetrator had committed suicide in fear of crime.

The Qi family demanded compensation for Qi Guang's treatment expenses and compensation, but the answer was negative.

After listening to Old Man Qi's snot and tears, Yan Murong immediately had an answer in his head.

Suicide in fear of sin? Demons and ghosts don't bring faith.

"Director Zhong, is this a criminal case?" The corners of Yan Murong's mouth outlined a strange smile, looked at Zhong Liang and asked. It's just that this smile is like a talisman in Zhong Liang's eyes.

"Chief, you—this case is our case." Zhong Liang said squeaked. "Those murderers did commit suicide in fear of crime in the process of our arrest."

"Don't tell me it's useless." Yan Murong interrupted Zhong Liang's words. "It doesn't matter to me whether they die or not, I just want to know, why don't you compensate Qi Guang for his treatment?"

"I—"

"What are you?" Yan Murong said coldly. "Okay, okay, don't tell me it's useless, handcuff yourself yourself, and squat on my side."

"Chief—"

"Don't let me do it." Yan Murong said impatiently.

"Click!"

Zhong Liang had no choice but to jam the handcuffs that had been handcuffed to countless prisoners on his wrists.

"Tell me, what's the name of the shop that was checked by Qi Guang?" Yan Murong asked in a deep voice.

"Colorful years." Zhong Liang whispered.

"Colorful years? It's an interesting name. Yan Murong smiled, suddenly changed the conversation, and asked. It must be that Wang Kui's shop, right? ”

"Y-ah? No, it isn't. Zhong Liang nodded subconsciously, and when he reacted, his head was already covered with cold sweat.

"Don't rush to deny it." Yan Murong squatted down, looked at Zhong Liang with a pale face, and said. "I'll tell you clearly, I'm just going to find trouble for you today, you people, don't even think about running away - I don't care whose store it is, in short, it's all on Wang Kui."

PS: My arm still hurts so much that I don't have the strength to lift it up, so I can only put the keyboard on my lap to code words. It's just two chapters today.,I guess tomorrow should be a little better.。 Tomorrow 4 will make up for it.