Chapter Ninety-Three: The Cruelty of Reality
The word 'arrogance' really doesn't sound good to the leaders in the conference room. No, the faces of the leaders immediately became bad, and they glared at Zhao Ming with an iron-blue face in a tacit understanding.
At this point, Shen Bin is no longer good at pretending that nothing has happened. He sat up straight and opened his mouth, "Zhao Ming, we understand what you mean, sit down." ”
Shen Bin knows Zhao Ming's character very well, and to be honest, he has admired Zhao Ming very much in the past five years, otherwise the two would not have such a good relationship in private. So a sentence like this is tantamount to implicitly preventing Zhao Ming from saying more unpleasant things.
After all, tonight's meeting is not an internal meeting, because if it is an internal meeting, Zhao Ming speaks like this, and he Shen Bin can still keep Zhao Ming. And in the current situation, if these big leaders present are completely offended, then he Shen Bin will have no choice.
Shen Bin opened his mouth, and then Wang Tong looked at Shen Bin's face, and gave Zhao Ming a step down.
Soon, Zhao Ming and Su Tingting withdrew from the meeting.
Out of the conference room, Su Tingting, a strange girl, immediately smiled and gave Zhao Ming a thumbs up. "I was impressed with you, I didn't expect you to be so bold."
Zhao Ming knew that Su Tingting was ridiculing him, so he gave her a blank look and didn't take it seriously.
didn't expect Su Tingting's words to be finished. I saw that after the ridicule ended, Su Tingting suddenly changed her words for no reason, "But I'm curious how timid you think I am?" ”
Hearing this, Zhao Ming subconsciously raised his eyebrows, "How do you say this?" ”
"Huh?" Su Tingting became dissatisfied, "If you don't think I'm cowardly, why did you remove me from the direction of the investigation just now?" ”
Zhao Ming is helpless, Su Tingting, this girl is really good. "That's for your good."
The busyness in the police station continued until a little more than one o'clock, and one after another, the police officers couldn't hold it anymore and took a nap on the table. Zhao Ming cleaned up the table and prepared to rest on his stomach for a while.
However, it had only been lying down for less than five minutes before Shen Bin came over and knocked on his table.
Hearing the voice, Zhao Ming raised his head.
"Would you like to talk?" Shen Bin asked.
Zhao Ming thought about it, and finally stood up.
In the police compound at this time of the night, the wind was cold to the bone. Fortunately, the rain has stopped, otherwise it would have been even colder.
Because of this cold, Zhao Ming had to tighten his shirt and shrink his neck. The smell of smoke entered his throat, and with a spicy taste, Zhao Ming coughed twice.
"They made a decision," Shen Bin exhaled the smoke from his mouth, his tone indicating that the news was not good.
"So what?" Zhao Ming took a deep breath and was mentally prepared.
Shen Bin glanced at Zhao Ming, "They decided to make a deal with Pan Yuanmeng, and Pan Yuanmeng's early release changed Brother Kun's identity." A million cash in exchange for that little notebook. ”
This is good news, so it won't be the reason why Shen Bin is so toneful. So Zhao Ming asked again, this time the question was very simple, "But?" ”
"Tomorrow morning, they will personally go to the prison to make a deal with Pan Yuanmeng," Shen Bin's tone showed his helplessness, "I fought for it, but I couldn't help it." ”
Zhao Ming smiled, is this result unexpected? In fact, it is not surprising that Zhao Ming is no longer an innocent teenager, society is cruel, and he must accept it with a smile.
"Team leader, thank you for helping me fight for it."
…….
The heating in the police station is turned on sufficiently, but it is not cold, but it is really uncomfortable to sleep on the table in this position.
Because of this discomfort, even if he was really tired and tired, Zhao Ming still woke up at half past five. He stretched, got up and went to the bathroom to wash up briefly.
It's still a little early, and breakfast doesn't start serving until half-past six. Thinking about it, Zhao Ming walked out of the police station and bought a few newspapers at the newsstand not far from the side of the door.
Of course, the four corpses in that park yesterday morning and the horrific images made the headlines.
But what caught Mr. Zhao's attention was not reports about the four victims, but photos of the waterproof bags they had dug up from the bottom of the grassland.
Zhao Ming was really a little surprised, because he clearly remembered that the venue was closed yesterday. They were the only officers at the excavation site, which means that the photos were either leaked by the excavator driver or passed to the media by one of the officers.
Now everyone has a mobile phone, and yesterday's excavation site was chaotic because of the shock. In this case, it is not unusual for someone to take the opportunity to take some photos.
Can you find out who disseminated these photos? Zhao Ming knew the answer to this question.
The answer is yes, the only problem is that it takes time. And now, time is clearly not on the police's side.
And to be honest, as far as Zhao Ming is concerned, he doesn't want to pursue the person who sent the photo. He was just glad to see that what the leaders wanted to hide couldn't be hidden after all.
Zhao Ming read several articles about these photos in detail, and the articles did not point out the corpses of children in the waterproof bags.
At least not explicitly stated, the article uses a questioning tone, such as, 'What's in these bags?' ''Why did the police go into locking down the park and lying about the bags?'' ’
"What are the police hiding?" This question is highlighted.
Seeing these lines, the corners of Zhao Ming's mouth smiled again.
Raising his head, four police cars were slowly driving out of the police station. Zhao Ming saw a few familiar faces that he had seen in the conference room last night.
Seeing this, Zhao Ming raised his wrist and glanced at the time, it was not yet six o'clock. And it took about two hours to get from here to the prison, and the leaders stuck the time quite well.
Zhao Ming shook his head, he rolled up the newspaper and sandraced it in his arms and walked out of the police station, it was really a little cold early in the morning, it stands to reason that this season should not be so cold.
"Huh," walking with his head down, Zhao Ming couldn't notice the person walking in front of him in time, so he almost hit it directly. "You're just from home?"
Zhao Ming raised his head, it was Chu Mengyao. So he smiled, "Come out and buy a newspaper, you are early in the morning?" ”
"I went out for breakfast, I had to catch my breath after a busy night." Chu Mengyao said helplessly, "It's still early, let's go together." ”
Zhao Ming hesitated for a moment and nodded. Because it looks like he's not going to be too busy this morning.
"I heard that during the meeting last night, you said something terrible and offended the big leader?"