Han Yang, who was in the patrol room, didn't know what happened to Feng Mansion and Feng Ming Tower.

"Mr. Han, sign it and press your handprint to leave."

Han Yang was taken to the patrol room without asking a few words, and a few minutes after Inspector Wu was called out of the inquiry room, his attitude suddenly became more pleasant when he came in again.

From the tone of his voice, Han Yang even heard a little politeness and a little flattery.

"That's it?"

Han Yang himself was stunned for a moment, and he didn't even ask half of the question.

"Mr. Han, the specific situation has been investigated by our patrol room, and Ah Kun's death has nothing to do with Han's silk shop."

Inspector Wu smiled and gently pushed the inquiry record in front of him, unscrewed the cap of the pen and handed over the pen to him.

"Okay, I see, thank you."

Han Yang nodded and said no more, took the pen handed over by the other party and signed his name.

I originally thought that I would be interrogated when I got to the patrol room, and then spend money to do it.

He was even mentally prepared to spend the night in the patrol room.

Who would have thought that it was only less than half an hour after I came in, and I was told that I could go home.

I didn't even finish the most basic cutscenes.

"If nothing else, judging from the performance of this Inspector Wu, he should have received an order from above."

Thinking of this, the three words Feng Jingyao instantly popped up in Han Yang's mind.

With his understanding of the patrol house in the French Concession, the only thing that can make Inspector Wu decisively release people is the two chief inspectors.

Deputy Chief Inspector Lao Jiu, who wore a pair of pants with the fat man, would never have given this order.

Therefore, the only person who personally ordered Inspector Wu to release him was Chief Inspector Ma.

"I don't know if I called the patrol room to let people go, whether Feng Chengcheng begged Feng Jingyao, or if this is what the Shanghai beach tycoon himself meant."

Whether it is Feng Chengcheng's intercession or Feng Jingyao's own decision, although the result is the same, the nature is completely different.

"I'm afraid that from the moment I walk out of the patrol room, others will subconsciously label Feng Jingyao."

Han Yang's face was slightly gloomy, although he was very reluctant, but there was nothing he could do.

"In the end, it's still too weak after all."

Secretly sighing in his heart, Han Yang simply stopped thinking about these things and didn't have them.

After Ah Kun and the others suffered heavy casualties at the door of their silk shop, Han Yang's reputation really skyrocketed as he expected.

He believed that as long as he walked out of the patrol room unscathed, his reputation would be even higher after tonight.

As soon as Han Yang said goodbye to Inspector Wu and left the inquiry room, he met a bald detective with a mustache.

This person's eyes are gloomy and the evil aura is very strong, giving people a strong sense of gloom.

"Elder Nine, Deputy Chief Inspector of the French Concession Patrol House?!"

With just one glance, Han Yang recognized the true identity of the bald head.

Judging by his gloomy face and hurried steps, it was obvious that he was heading for the inquiry room.

Encountering Lao Jiu at this juncture, Han Yang suddenly had a very bad premonition in his heart.

After only glancing at each other, Han Yang looked away as if he was fine, lowered his head and walked forward unhurriedly.

"Stop!"

At the moment of the wrong body, Lao Jiu suddenly stopped and snorted coldly, even if Han Yang was unwilling, he could only stand in place.

"Uncle Nine, how dare you alarm your big frame with this little thing, those people below are becoming more and more ignorant."

Inspector Wu, who had sorted out the inquiry records, just came out, and as soon as he saw Lao Jiu, he hurriedly greeted him with a smile on his face.

The attitude is very respectful and flattering.

"Who is this man?"

Lao Jiu stared at him gloomily, his eyes were extremely sharp.

Being stared at by him with such eyes, Inspector Wu only felt a little chill in his back.

"Uncle Huijiu, this person is Han Yang, the young shopkeeper of Han's Silk and Satin Store on Nanjing Road, didn't Ah Kun and the others happen to be shot at the door of Han's Silk Shop, and routinely take him back to ask a few words."

Inspector Wu didn't dare to hide it, so he could only report it truthfully.

However, Han Yang heard a strong sense of maintenance from his words.

It's still the same thing, from Inspector Wu's mouth, Han Yang seems to have been characterized as a bystander.

"By chance?"

"You actually told me that it was a coincidence, why didn't those people happen to die at your doorstep?"

Lao Jiu scolded Inspector Wu for slashing his head and covering his face, and his saliva sprayed directly on his face.

"I seriously suspect that this person is related to the murder of Ah Kun and others, come on, give me to torture him!"

After scolding Inspector Wu, Lao Jiu turned around and stared at Han Yang again, and as soon as he raised his hand, two fierce patrolmen came towards Han Yang with handcuffs.

"Damn, this dead bald head is coming so fast!"

Han Yang scolded angrily in his heart.

Just a little bit away from being able to get out of the patrol room.

Han Yang resisted the urge to rush up and knock him down, and could only watch as the two handcuffed patrolmen got closer and closer.

Facing Lao Jiu in the patrol room is tantamount to killing himself.

"Ninth Uncle, Ninth Uncle...... We have already investigated, and this young shopkeeper of Han's Silk and Satin Store has indeed nothing to do with the murder, and many people at the scene saw it. ”

"In addition, the release of people is also an order personally given by Chief Inspector Ma, this ......"

At a critical time, even if Inspector Wu was no longer willing to offend Lao Jiu, he could only take two steps forward to block Han Yang, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and he explained with a smile on his face.

No way, who made him Chief Inspector Ma's person.

"Heh, Chief Inspector Nama pressed me?!"

Lao Jiu's smile was even colder, and when he went up, he directly shook Inspector Wu with a big mouth.

"What are you doing in a daze, handing him up for me!"

After Inspector Wu, who slapped him, was dizzy and bleeding from the corner of his mouth, Lao Jiu rushed down to patrol again and shouted loudly.

Seeing Lao Jiu's reaction at this moment, Han Yang's heart had sunk to the bottom.

What kind of character Lao Jiu is, he naturally knows it.

Once it falls into his hands, even if he is lucky enough not to die, he will have to take off a few layers of skin!

Just as Han Yang hesitated whether to take Lao Jiu hostage and rushed out of the patrol room, a low and majestic voice suddenly came from the staircase.

"Lao Jiu, what happened to be so angry, it hurts your body."

Han Yang didn't need to look to know that the person who came was Inspector Ma.

In the entire patrol room, only Chief Inspector Ma, who is the top boss, dares to talk to Lao Jiu like this.

"Chief Inspector, why did you still alarm you, I'm really sorry to make you rest."

In front of Chief Inspector Ma, Lao Jiu was like a different person, and his posture was very low.