country evil

Early the next morning, while beating their chests and stamping their feet, the two vowed together that they would never let him go.

Yang Luoxuan knew that Zheng Tianhao's mother was number one or two in the city, and if he used her name to punish such trash, it would be easy, so he leaned closer to Zheng Tianhao and whispered: "Tianhao, you can't use crooked ways. If you abolish that kid, you can walk the right path."

Of course Zheng Tianhao understood what he meant, but he was afraid of causing trouble to his mother and adversely affecting her official career, so he said euphemistically: "This kind of matter is originally shameful, and it should be resolved through normal channels, so as not to cause trouble."

Yang Luoxuan said quietly: "The two comrades-in-arms were injured and disabled, let's let it go, no matter what, we can't swallow this breath, since Lin Le was the one who started the incident at the hot pot restaurant that day, why don't we report to the police, saying that he was drunk and made trouble, looking for opportunities to retaliate, taking advantage of the two A comrade-in-arms went for a walk outside the lumber factory, entangled a group of people, and beat them to a disability, what do you think?"

Zheng Tianhao punched Yang Luoxuan on the shoulder, "Okay, it's better for you, the retired special forces captain Gao Ming," his face darkened again, and he muttered, "Because my mother is in office, I know more about the police stations in the city, but unfortunately the area where the timber factory is located belongs to the Shuicheng Police Station , is a female director, named Deng Dingqin, who is extremely serious about her work, and was awarded as an outstanding policeman in the city last year, and she has always acted impartially, so I am afraid it is not easy to handle."

Yang Luoxuan cheered him up and said, "Don't worry, as long as you, Mr. Zheng, report the case in person, how dare she ignore it? What's more, Lin Le picked things up first, and the waiter in the restaurant can be a witness, not to mention being charged with intentional injury. Give him a security penalty, pay for medical expenses, close him for a while, and scare him so that he doesn't dare to hang out in the city, it will also work."

Zheng Tianhao thought for a while, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, do as you say." Immediately drove to Shuicheng Police Station.

However, except for an old residential area built in the 80s, the area under the jurisdiction of the Shuicheng Police Station is only a little bustling with food courts, and most of the rest of the site is an empty abandoned timber factory. He graduated from the school and has been working in the local area for more than ten years. He has served the people with a kind attitude, responsive to every request, and worked tirelessly. He was ruthless and ruthless in dealing with the society's liars, garbage, etc., and was praised by the residents in every way.

Deng Dingqin was in his thirties. For a long time, he left early and returned late, and devoted himself to his work. He spent countless times on holidays and holidays. There was a family cold war, so that the last round of that matter, which only came in a month or two, was still a matter of haste, so the relationship between husband and wife gradually became indifferent. After two or three years of cold war, finally the work was separated. The son was handed over to the man, and he had nothing to worry about. Most of the originally suppressed femininity turned into a driving force for his career. Later, it faded away and almost had no desires. He regarded the police station as his home and the residents of the jurisdiction as his family. Relatives, even ignoring the bosses and colleagues' needles for money, introducing friends and so on, and have no intention of starting a new family.

That day, when the sky was just dawning, Deng Ding and Qin Youyou, who lived alone, woke up and habitually looked at the pillow, only to realize that they were alone, an unspeakable feeling of loneliness welled up from the bottom of their heart, alas, counting Come on, it's been a day since my aunt went away, and the last two or three days have been the time when tenderness is like water in the past. After some sighs, the nest that hadn't moved for a long time actually surged softly, and it hasn't been touched for a long time The peaks and ridges are also a little numb and itchy. I wish I could find a sneaky hand and rub it hard. However, it was just a flash of thought, and the extremely weak flame made it as strong as a military camp. His ideological defense line was automatically extinguished, and he was silently thinking about the work that should be done that day.

After waking up, I went to the bathroom to untie a small hand, and opened the white panties, oops, the top was wet with something, this kind of normal phenomenon, at least two or three years did not happen, I had to , extremely patiently, changed into a pair of pink panties.

After washing up, I made a bowl of instant noodles and ate, put on my uniform, buttoned up all the buttons, and took a photo in front of the full-length mirror in the bathroom. Alas, I still retain the heroic appearance in the photo of the police academy, but my chest is slightly protruding , was brutally strangled by the tight uniform, still showing a rough outline, even after giving birth to a baby, her waist was still tight, and her heart was pounding. No wonder after the divorce, many people rushed to introduce friends, The extremely calm heart gave birth to a bit of complacency that a woman should have, and the mother-in-law couldn't help but let go of a small hand.

I drove to the police station, opened the gate, sorted out the files, checked the records, and browsed the internal webpage. I was busy for a while, but none of the police officers showed up. After all, except for herself, everyone was working according to their work and rest time.

I was looking through the records of an old case, a luxury Mercedes-Benz entered without permission, parked in the open space where the vehicles were parked, walked out of the duty room, just about to fire, the door opened, and a person came down, a familiar face, Taking a closer look, it was Zheng Tianhao, the son of Pu Jinhua, the vertical leader in the city. He had to smile and said: "Tianhao, hello, come early in the morning, what's the matter?"

Even though his mother was her immediate boss, Zheng Tianhao was very good at being obedient, he stood at attention, raised his hand and said, "Hello, Miss Deng."

The two of them entered the duty room together, and after sitting down, Zheng Tianhao said with a sad face, "Sister Deng, I'm here to report the crime." He lied that the two special forces soldiers who were beaten and disabled last night were his friends, and told the wrong story A pass.

While Deng Dingqin was taking notes, he said angrily, "I was away last night and went to deal with a neighborhood dispute in a residential area. I didn't expect that after receiving the police from several young men in the office, they would be perfunctory. We must teach them a lesson."

After finishing the record, Zheng Tianhao said: "The victim is still lying in the hospital, can Miss Deng ask?"

After Deng Dingqin learned about the whole process of the country boy's troubles in the jurisdiction, he was obliged to say: "Of course, if the injury is serious, you can apply for a judicial appraisal."

Zheng Tianhao opened the door of the Mercedes-Benz, "I'm on duty in the hospital today, so I won't accompany Sister Deng to investigate. In addition, if witnesses are needed, the restaurant waiter can testify." Before getting into the car, he smiled at Deng Dingqin meaningfully, "I still hope Sister arrested the little local tyrant in the countryside and put him in public security detention, and then I will definitely speak well for you in front of my mother."

Deng Dingqin is not old enough to be the director. Apart from his seriousness and responsibility for his work, and his ability to deal with the delicate relationship between superiors and superiors, he is naturally not too bad. He understood: "Okay, I will take someone to the hospital to ask. That little local tyrant must be brought to justice as soon as possible." I thought to myself, since the superior's son reported the crime, even if it is a bit tricky, within the scope of the work regulations, it will be more or less biased towards the victim.