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Lu Xiaozhan laughed and said, "Second uncle? The only male relative in my family is my grandfather, the old man. Where is the second uncle?"

Yang Meng said helplessly: "You haven't, where's your An Qi?"

Lu Xiaozhan suddenly realized, and patted his forehead: "You mean him? But I haven't seen An Qi's second uncle, and I don't even know where he is."

Yang Meng smiled mysteriously: "You don't need to know, I just know it. Now you should be wronged and spend the night here, and wait to continue making trouble tomorrow morning."

It is already past ten o'clock in the evening, and Lu Xiaozhan is right after thinking about it. It is meaningless to look for it now. There are only about ten people in the entire city bureau building, including wild cats, and it is boring to make a fuss, so he nodded immediately. : "Success, then please Brother Yang find me a cleaner room, I'll go to sleep. By the way, a friend of mine and another friend's mother were also brought here to take care of me. "

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There are several detention rooms in the city bureau, but I really can't find which one is clean. In the end, Yang Meng asked someone to clean it before he arranged for Lu Xiaozhan to stay. He also arranged for Qi Xiuyuan to come in. As a companion, as for Pu Yu, she was locked in another single room, and she was not allowed to go back for the time being.

Pu Yu is basically a victim in this matter, since Lu Xiaozhan intends to make a scene, he can simply keep her, at most one night of grievances, and wait for tomorrow to have fun together.

The detention room here is quite clean, and there are not many people locked up in the next few rooms. They are all idle now and have nothing to do. Lu Xiaozhan didn't wipe his face, so the blood on his forehead was still there, and he was a little bit with Qi Xiuyuan. After chatting for a while, handsome Qi was left behind, and he sat alone on the bunk and began to mutter.After all, Qi Xiuyuan was also a member of the Rainbow Group, and he was not surprised by this kind of inner strength mentality of ancient Chinese martial arts. Seeing that there was nothing wrong with him, he simply lay down and fell asleep.

When Lu Xiaozhan woke up, it was already past 07:30 in the morning of the next day. After a night of breathing and adjustment, all the fatigue of the past few days was swept away, replaced by a radiant spirit, just waiting for that The chief is at work.

At [-] o'clock in the morning, the bureau chief finally came late, but he still remembered Lu Xiaozhan's incident, and when he arrived at the office, he hurriedly transferred Lu Xiaozhan to the interrogation room, because he had just arrived in the office , I just heard the report from the young police officer yesterday, saying that Lu Xiaozhan didn’t cooperate at all, and I accidentally smashed his head, which made the chief a little annoyed——Prince Liu gave himself After the notification, I must let this kid suffer a little bit, it is best to let him stay in prison for a while, but as it is now, it is far from meeting the requirements for entering prison.

So the bureau chief brought a subordinate to interrogate Lu Xiaozhan himself. With his more than ten years of interrogation experience, he might not be able to ask anything.

Once in the interrogation room, as soon as the director stepped into the door, he almost turned his nose in anger. The suspect to be interrogated, Lu Xiaozhan, did not sit timidly and obediently like the others, but lay on the bed as if he was at home. Sitting on the chair, dozing off with eyes closed, with one foot raised high, looking leisurely, only a fan and a teapot were missing.

The director sat down with a dark face, and slammed the table: "Sit up straight! Do you think this is a theater?"

Lu Xiaozhan opened his eyes slightly, and hummed: "Director, it's not that I don't give you face, but I was injured yesterday, and I really can't sit up. You are tired, so if you have any questions, just ask, my brothers Make do with it."

The director immediately jumped up, pointing at Lu Xiaozhan and cursing: "Fart! Who beat you yesterday? Stop pouring dirty water on us here, how can I not know about your tricks?"

Lu Xiaozhan pretended to say: "I was really beaten, you see there is still blood on my forehead... Ouch! Now it starts to hurt again!"

The director gritted his teeth in anger, stretched out his hand and pulled out an electric baton from the waist of the subordinate next to him, strode to Lu Xiaozhan's side, and said viciously: "Did you hit you? Okay, I'll send you there later." Injury check, and check this injury by the way, if you have any grievances, you can go to the province and report to me!" As soon as he opened the switch while speaking, blue lightning flashed from the head of the electric baton.

Lu Xiaozhan shouted in fright: "Hey! You are the chief of the bureau, you can't take the lead in abusing lynching... ah!"

Before he could finish speaking, the director had already moved the electric baton in his hand towards him, and Lu Xiaozhan let out a ghostly howl, the decibels were so high that even the gate of the city bureau could be heard clearly.

In fact, with Lu Xiaozhan's physical fitness, he can completely withstand the voltage of this volt, but in order to show that he is in extreme pain, he screamed at the top of his voice. Anyway, after a night of adjustment, his middle breath can be said to be To a point where it's pretty full.

The director bared his teeth for a while when he howled, and couldn't help digging his ears and cursing inwardly: "This kid looks so thin, but he is in good shape. Others will fall to the ground and foam at the touch of a stick. ring?"

Lu Xiaozhan fell to the ground and gasped for breath. It took a long time before he said intermittently: "Director...you, if you want to ask anything, just ask directly, don't stab me with a big stick? I...I'm ticklish ..."

One sentence made the director almost vomit blood in anger, he gritted his teeth and continued to stab the electric baton, cursing: "Are you ticklish? Then I will cure you of this disease!"

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A flash of lightning flashed, and Lu Xiaozhan let out another terrifying howl. The director shocked him vigorously with an electric baton in one hand, and covered his ears with the other hand, and let him scream if he screamed. This is the Municipal Bureau. Who dares to control me?

At this moment, the door of the interrogation room was knocked suddenly, and the chief locked the door when he entered, just because Liu Taiyuan took care of him, and he wanted to teach this kid a lesson. Annoyed, he shouted at the door, "Who is it? Get out!"

The sound of knocking on the door suddenly stopped, and then it turned into a violent slamming on the door. Finally, the chief couldn't hold back any longer, and before his department went down to open the door, he ran over by himself, stretched out his hand and twisted the door lock and pulled it open. , still cursing in his mouth: "Which bastard? Didn't I see that I was busy?"

The door was opened all of a sudden, but to the chief's surprise, the person standing outside the door was not any of his subordinates, but a solemn man in his fifties, behind him A large group of people followed closely, all of them stood with their hands down, as if they were silent.The moment the director saw him, his feet felt weak for a while, and he stammered after a long while, "An...Secretary An?"

Of course, it is impossible not to know the person in front of him if he can achieve the post of director of the municipal bureau of the provincial capital city - the secretary of the provincial party committee of the three northeastern provinces, the well-known second child of the An family in China, An Liang!

An Liang snorted, ignored him at all, walked in with his hands behind his back, glanced at the electric baton still emitting electric sparks in the hands of Lu Xiaozhan and the director who fell on the ground, and said coldly: "Are you here?" What are you doing?"

The director tried his best to restrain his mind, put down the electric baton quickly and said with a smile: "Secretary An, why are you here? I happened to be interrogating a prisoner here. This kid participated in a fight and injured and disabled more than 40 people..."

An Liang raised his hand to interrupt him, but still said coldly: "I'm asking what you are doing!"

The director couldn't help trembling again, and cold sweat suddenly oozes from his forehead. This Secretary of Security is known as the iron-blooded secretary. He has a straightforward temper and never bows to power and wealth.But now that he was poking someone hard with an electric baton, he happened to see him rightly. If he couldn't come up with any reasonable explanation, I'm afraid I'd be sitting in the end of my position as director.

An Liang glanced at him expressionlessly, snorted, but suddenly turned to Lu Xiaozhan and said, "You brat! Get up and talk to me!"

Everyone present was startled, why did Secretary An use this name for the suspect?But what happened next made them even more stunned—seeing that Lu Xiaozhan, who had been shocked to death by the director, suddenly got up from the ground, patted the dust on his body, raised his head and grinned at An Liang: "You It can be regarded as coming, if you don't come again, I guess I will have to explain my life here! Oh, by the way, how is Song Ge recently? Second uncle!"

This sentence of Second Uncle clearly reached the ears of everyone present. The power was almost as powerful as a thunderbolt. The director's forehead could not even ooze cold sweat. There were only two words in his heart - it's over!It's over!

An Liang's sullen face suddenly relaxed a little, and he nodded: "Ah Song is not bad, he will be promoted soon, and then you two brothers will meet and talk... Let me ask you, what's going on today?"

Lu Xiaozhan twisted his hands and feet, and groaned: "Isn't it yesterday that I went to a friend's house to play, and ran into her mother being blackmailed, and then I beat up the injustice and beat all those gangsters to the ground, but in the end those One of the gangsters didn't come in, but I squatted here all night, and today I was poked with an electric baton for a long time by the chief... By the way, yesterday they wanted to put me in jail or something, you see My forehead is broken, it was for them to beat me."

This long passage was as fast as a machine gun, and it made it clear what happened yesterday and today. The more An Liang listened to it, the darker his face became, but the director became paler as he listened to it. He turned his head to the director and asked with a smile, "Director, do you have anything to add to what I said?"

With a bang, the chief finally had no strength left to stand, and fell down on the ground, his face pale.

An Liang glanced at him expressionlessly, then glanced around at the people behind him, turned his head and said to the director in a deep voice, "Are you going to explain to me here?"