"Discredited!" Lin Tiansheng sneered, rushed over and grabbed the short and fat man's wrist, twisted it vigorously, and then picked up the handcuffs and handcuffed him.

"Ahh Yes! Humpty Dumpty looked up to the sky and howled: "The police have arrested people indiscriminately, the police are bending the law for personal gain, and God will not tolerate it!" ”

"Arresting people indiscriminately and bending the law for personal gain, is it intolerable?" Lin Tiansheng picked up the confession of the rich second generation and threw it in front of Humpty Dumpty: "Zhou Feng, please read your son's confession, and then think about how to explain to the prosecutor, who is bending the law for personal gain, God will not tolerate it!" ”

"What!" Zhou Feng was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the confession that was close at hand.

"Huh! Maybe you can't read, let me read it to you! Lin Tiansheng picked up the confession: "On June 27, my father Zhou Feng drank too much wine, and the two of us shot on the balcony with air guns, saying that whoever can hit the eyes of the newspaper seller on the side of the road will get 1 million!" ”

"I didn't shoot first, but my dad was amazing, and my dad picked up the air gun and shot the newspaper seller blind!"

"You! You Hu! Zhou Feng was startled, and then roared inwardly: "You planted the blame!" ”

Lin Tiansheng slammed the confession on the table: "Nonsense? Open your dog's eyes and see who is talking nonsense and who is slandering! ”

Zhou Feng never dreamed that his son would confess, he was stunned for a while, and then suddenly roared hysterically: "Fart, you police fabricated confessions in a vain attempt to persecute legitimate businessmen, I am a big taxpayer, and I am ......"

Before Zhou Feng finished speaking, Lin Tiansheng went up and punched him in the stomach.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the guy lowered his head and vomited out all the contents of his stomach.

And Lin Tiansheng sneered: "Senior Brother Zong, you checked the airsoft bullet that was taken out of the eye of the person selling newspapers on the side of the road, and found that the fingerprints on it were not the guy inside at all, right!" ”

"That, that!" Faced with this scene, Zhao Yichen and Zong Hanxiang were already frightened, and they didn't know what to say, and after a long time, they nodded and said, "Yes, that's the case!" ”

"Then please check this guy's fingerprints, maybe there will be unexpected gains for you!" Lin Tiansheng said with a sneer.

When Zong Hanxiang heard Lin Tiansheng's words, his eyes suddenly lit up, he did find that the fingerprints on the bullet did not match the fingerprints of the rich second generation when he investigated the car case, but after Lin Tiansheng's reminder, he suddenly woke up, and then he hurriedly walked over and rummaged through the cabinets to find the fingerprint instrument......

And Lin Tiansheng continued: "Nonsense, I'm asking you to see other evidence!" ”

As he spoke, he grabbed Zhou Feng by the collar and dragged him to a computer, then flew up and kicked him in the knee, making him kneel somewhere.

Next, Lin Tiansheng quickly typed a URL on the keyboard, and said at the same time: "That day, you and your son shot the eyes of passers-by on the balcony and even had the heart to shoot a video, and then pass it to a certain mailbox, ready to show off in the future, just now when I was interrogating your son, your son of the loser also told me this mailbox, you may not know, right......"

As soon as Lin Tiansheng's words fell, a video of Zhou Feng aiming with an air gun and then shooting at the road began to appear on that website.

Next to him, his rich second-generation son laughed while holding the camera: "Dad, Dad, is your marksmanship really more accurate than mine, I don't think so, hahaha!" ”

On the opposite side of the camera, an old lady selling newspapers is standing under Lie Yue holding a newspaper, looking at the dusty road.

There is a stark contrast between the inside and outside of the lens.

Right now!

Syllable!

The gun went off!

"Ahh The old lady who sold the newspaper fell in a pool of blood, and blood flowed down her eyes: "Ah! Yes! ”

The old lady lay on the ground screaming, while the pedestrians on the side of the road gradually gathered, and everyone pointed at the old lady. What makes people feel angry is that even at this time, the camera in the hand of the rich second generation has not been put down, and he is still recording.

And next to him, Zhou Feng laughed hysterically: "How is it, is Lao Tzu's marksmanship more accurate, hahaha......"

"Yes, Dad, your marksmanship is so accurate!"

Syllable!

Lin Tiansheng raised his hand and knocked Zhou Feng's front teeth away with a big mouth, and then pulled his tie and dragged him in front of the reporters: "Everyone sees, it's this scumbag, he's so rich, he has scraped enough people's fat and people's cream, he doesn't know how to repay the society, but harms the society, and you black-hearted reporters are actually cursed and abused!" ”

"Okay, you said I tortured me to extract a confession!" Lin Tiansheng pointed at him angrily: "I'll torture to extract a confession, it depends on whom, I'm for the old lady who sells newspapers, for her son to seek justice, I want to send him to prison, I'm a policeman, my task is to send this scum of harmful design to prison, no matter who it is, he has committed a crime, don't meet me!" ”

Speaking of this, Lin Tiansheng glanced at the reporters with a cold gaze: "If you meet me, it will be nine deaths, and I will definitely send him to prison, including you, reporters!" ”

I don't know when the reporters stopped filming, they just stood there and looked at Lin Tiansheng with appreciative eyes, although they took Zhou Feng's money and came to make trouble.

But what Zhou Feng did still shook their originally weak professional nerves, and the sonorous language of the policeman in front of them completely shocked them.

They can tell at a glance who is right and who is wrong.

Of course, what can deter them even more is the sentence of this policeman: I am a policeman, and my task is to send this scum of dangerous design to prison, no matter who he commits a crime, as long as he doesn't meet me, otherwise I will die and will definitely send him to prison.

I don't know who was the first to start applauding, and then the reporters started to applaud.

For a while, the offices of the four groups were filled with crackling applause.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Yichen and Zong Hanxiang, who were overwhelmed by this rich second-generation shooting case, showed a trace of wry smiles.

I'm a cop, and my mission is to send this scum of hazard design to jail, whoever commits a crime, as long as you don't meet me.

Once upon a time, this was their ideal, but as time went on, they found themselves more and more distant from their ideals.

And at this moment, from this newcomer, they found a certain temperament that exhilarated them.

Perhaps, the future of the four groups depends on him. The two people, who were extremely tired at the moment, glanced at each other, and there was a look of relief in their eyes......

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