When Zhang Wenhao's parents rushed to the branch office when they heard the news, Zhang Wenhao had already been sent to the Jiangcheng No. 3 Detention Center.

The two of them were anxious in the substation, they kept looking for the police to ask about their son's situation, but no one took care of them, and the two of them could not find anyone who could ask about their son's whereabouts in the huge public security bureau.

Zhang Xingping thought that an old friend of his was working as a police officer at the police station below, and this was the only policeman he had a relationship with, so he immediately took out the phone, called the other party, explained the situation roughly, and begged the other party to help.

The other party is also very concerned, but because he is from the police station below, he can only call his acquaintances in the sub-bureau, and half an hour later, he struggled to find the news from the mouth of the sub-bureau, and the phone was called back to Zhang Xingping, and he said: "Xingping, your family Wenhao has a big disaster this time!" I heard that he seriously injured the son of Chen Ru, the head of our Jiangxin District, at school last week, and this case was personally supervised by the sub-director, and now Wen Hao has been sent to the third detention center, and before the trial, it is strictly restricted from meeting outsiders! ”

"Hearing"

Zhang Xingping only felt a thunderbolt from the sky, and the whole person was stunned and couldn't move.

On the phone, his friend was still persuading himself: "Xingping, don't waste time in the sub-bureau, they won't take care of you, in my opinion, now hurry up and find a way to figure out what is going on, and then find a way to see if you can go to the above activities to carry out activities, in case of delay, once the child is sentenced, then this life will be completely ruined!" ”

Although Zhang Xingping, who has been a soldier, is honest and honest on weekdays, he also has the blood of a soldier in his bones, he knows that there is definitely an insider secret in this matter, otherwise, it would be impossible for the people in the sub-bureau to complete all the processes so quickly, and directly send his son to the detention center, and the only thing he can do now is to go to the school to understand the situation first.

Zhang Xingping hung up the phone and said to his wife: "Let's go, let's go to No. 1 Middle School." ”

"What are you doing in No. 1 Middle School?" Song Huafang was already anxious, and when she learned that her son was taken to the sub-bureau, she naturally wanted to see her son first, but now that Zhang Xingping said that she was leaving, she was even more anxious.

Zhang Xingping's face turned pale, and he said, "My son is not here, he was sent to the detention center by them." ”

"What??" Song Huafang's strength was instantly wiped clean by Zhang Xingping's short sentence, and he collapsed to the ground at once, Zhang Xingping hurriedly stepped forward and asked with concern: "Huafang, Huafang, what's wrong with you?" ”

In the entire sub-bureau, so many policemen watched Song Huafang collapse, and no one stepped forward to ask, Zhang Xingping pinched Song Huafang's middle and wiped the sweat on his forehead, Song Huafang eased up a little, but as soon as he eased up, tears fell like raindrops, and muttered: "Xingping, what should I do?" What to do? ”

Zhang Xingping was extremely distressed and comforted: "Huafang, don't worry, let's go to the school first to understand the specific situation, don't you know what kind of character our son is?" He will not make mistakes of principle. ”

At this moment, a young female policeman came out of the archive room, saw Song Huafang slumped to the ground, and hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "This aunt, are you okay?" ”

Song Huafang shook her head and said, "Thank you, girl, I'm fine." ”

The female policeman felt that something was wrong, and seeing Song Huafang's prostration expression and the tears on her face, she hurriedly said, "You wait for me." ”

After that, the policewoman turned over and went back to the archive room, poured a glass of water, handed it to Zhang Xingping, and said, "Uncle, you let Auntie drink some water first, you can tell me anything." ”

"Thank you." Zhang Xingping glanced at the other party gratefully and said: "My child was brought from school by the police this morning, but in just an hour, he was sent to the detention center. ”

"How so?" The policewoman frowned and said, "That's it, you help Auntie to the archives to rest first, you can tell me the details of the matter, and see if I can help." ”

Zhang Xingping also hoped to learn more about his son, and seeing the policewoman's sincere expression, he also saw a glimmer of hope, so he helped Song Huafang and entered the archives.

"Xiao Wu!"

Just when the policewoman was about to enter the archives, a middle-aged male policeman called her, called her to the front, and said in a low voice: "Don't get involved in this matter, hurry up and send those two people away." ”

"Why?" The policewoman frowned and asked, "Even if it's a suspect's family, there should always be the right to know the situation, right?" ”

The male policeman said anxiously: "Why don't you listen to you, don't worry about this gossip, this case is personally supervised by the top!" ”

The policewoman's brows furrowed even tighter, and she said, "What about the supervision from above?" I didn't do anything wrong. With that, the policewoman had already turned around and left, and entered the archives.

In the archives, the policewoman probably asked Zhang Xingping and his wife, but Zhang Xingping didn't know what happened, so he could only tell him about what he had learned.

The policewoman was suddenly a little annoyed, and said: "What's so great about the district chief's son, even if it is really your son who broke the law, he has to follow the normal process, they are simply lawless when they do this!" ”

Zhang Xingping sighed, and didn't know how to say it, but at this moment, his phone rang, and it was Zhang Wenhao's head teacher calling.

The two of them were at work before, and they got the news because Song Yanni called Zhang Xingping as soon as possible, and just now, Li Nan found Song Yanni and told Song Yanni what Zhang Wenhao said before he was taken away by the police, Song Yanni suddenly felt that something was wrong, so she quickly called Zhang Xingping and said: "Brother Zhang, I just heard the classmates in the class report some situations, Wen Hao was arrested and there are other hidden secrets, where are you now?" ”

"At the precinct." Zhang Xingping immediately briefly told Song Yanni about the situation of the sub-bureau.

Song Yanni blurted out: "Then you hurry up and come to school with your eldest sister, oops, no!" I think the leaders of the school are also weird today, let's not meet at the school, there is a Shangdao coffee to the north at the entrance of No. 1 Middle School, let's see you there! ”

Zhang Xingping hurriedly said: "Okay, thank you, Mr. Song, let's go over!" ”

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Xingping said to the female policeman: "Comrade policeman, thank you, Wen Hao's homeroom teacher said that the classmates in Wen Hao's class had some hidden feelings with him, and I had to hurry over." ”

The policewoman hurriedly took a pen from the desk, wrote down her mobile phone number on the sticky note, and Wu Qingya, handed it to Zhang Xingping: "This is my mobile phone number, my name is Wu Qingya, if there is anything I can help, you can call me." ”

Zhang Xingping accepted the sticky note, thanked Song Huafang, and was about to leave, Wu Qingya sent the two out of the gate of the substation, stopped a taxi, and then turned back.

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