Killer in the Coffin

Angela blushed, feeling that the director's words made some sense, but she still insisted, "But I asked the girl, and she identified the Asian as the rapist. Before the suspect can prove her innocence, shouldn't I arrest him and bring him back to investigate?"

"Is that girl's word for it?" Andrew asked.

"Then I'll have the girl called in to investigate." Angela stood up, not wanting to be in the director's office for a moment.

"Aiyo …" "My ancestor, it's fine if you caught a calamity fiend, but you still want to bring a f * cking fatal one in? Aren't you going to turn the police station into a pot of porridge?" Andrew almost swore at Angela.

"I'm not going to arrest him, I'm just going to follow the normal procedure." Angela couldn't understand why the director was so nervous about the fact that she had only brought someone with her.

"I'll give you two options right now. The first one is: Release the person you captured immediately; the second one is: Carry on and leave immediately!" Andrew stood up and put on a show of authority.

Hearing that, Angela immediately stood up, her eyes glistening with tears, "I won't let that person go, let's see what you can do to me!"

As soon as Andrew saw that Angela's eyes were starting to fill with tears, his anger was extinguished in an instant. He quickly changed to a mild tone and said, "Aiyo, my young mistress, can I beg of you? Your father is about to retire in a few years, can't you let me live in this position and leave? "

"You still know that you're my dad? Then you should support every one of my decisions, and not always let me do things that aren't light or heavy, and let the people in the department talk about me behind my back." Angela couldn't help but cry. She had never asked her father to reveal her identity to anyone in the department because she wanted to prove it through her own abilities.

"My dear daughter, your dad is already so old. I only have a daughter like you. If something were to happen to you, how would I explain myself to your dead mother?"

Andrew was most afraid of seeing his daughter's tears. Normally, he would have been soft-hearted if this had happened, even if she had applied for the arrest of a fugitive.

Angela put her gun down on the table and said, "If you let this guy go before I investigate this Asian, I'll never go home and apply to be a spy at the border!"

"Going to the border to be a spy?"

Andrew patted his head, trying to calm himself. He knew his daughter too well. If he forced her again, she might really leave.

Andrew sat back in his seat, picked up his tea cup and took a sip, "Girl, this time you have to listen to daddy, daddy will definitely not hurt you, after this, what kind of case do you want to get involved in, dad will definitely not interfere again."

"Which time didn't you say that?" Angela decided to go all the way.

"Father will tell you this – if you don't let this person go today, it might cause the death of every single comrade in this department. You don't have to think for yourself, but you should think for the others as well. Most of the people in this department are family members, so how many families will fall apart in the event of an accident?" Andrew knew he could not move his precious daughter, so he decided to take the soft route.

"Don't try to scare me with this. When we chose to become police, we were prepared to sacrifice our lives for the people. This is the oath every police officer made at the police academy." The more Angela talked, the more excited she became.

Andrew took a deep breath and said, "Okay, okay, Dad won't be able to beat you. Father will tell you the current situation. After you hear it, you can decide for yourself. If you decide to leave him in the police station … Daddy won't stop you anymore. "

"Speak." Angela folded her arms across her chest, tears no longer streaming down her face.

The Asian man you captured is called Wei Yi, the bodyguard of the Wei family. He and the young miss of the Wei family beat up the eldest son of the Rickie family into a cripple in the bar. The Rickie family has always been a branch of the second largest gang in the city. Andrew explained the formidable relationship.

"So he's a bodyguard, not a bad guy …"

Angela whispered, and her face brightened at the news.

Andrew heard Angela's words clearly and said anxiously, "Not a bad guy? What are you thinking about now? "

"Huh?" Angela snapped out of her daze, turned her head, and said, "Then we can't let him go. Beating someone up is against the law, and he has to bear the legal consequences. Otherwise, how can we explain it to the Rickie family?"

"Making you a cop was one of the wrong decisions in Dad's life." Andrew touched his hair again and said, "If the Rickie family is willing to go through the legal system, why would they hire people to kill him?"

"Anyway, we can't let this person go no matter what. You said that this person is the bodyguard for the Wei family, but the young miss of the Wei family personally said that he is the criminal who attempted to rape. With human and material evidence, he must be investigated, unless the people from the Wei family come to sell the case." Angela bit Wei Yi to death. She wouldn't let him go until she knew who he was.

She had lost to him once ten years ago, and this time he absolutely could not laugh at her.

If she let him go, he would know that the police had let him go out of fear of trouble, and Wei would always look down on her.

"You're really not letting this person go?" Andrew said urgently, "Don't forget what your father's position is like. It's because the former director offended important figures of the Night Traveller race and they assassinated his entire family, forcing people like me to take over. And now you're going to provoke them …"

"I tell you again, as a policeman and a daughter: no!" Angela stood up with a determined look. "If you're worried that he will bring danger to the department, I can take him to other places to interrogate him."

"You …"

Andrew drummed his fingers on the table, not knowing how to persuade his precious daughter.

"If there's nothing else, I'll be going." Angela stood up and turned away.

Andrew wanted to say something more, but after looking at his daughter's back, he could only helplessly accept this fact. He shouted, "Come back!"

"Is there something else?" Angela, who had just reached the door, turned her head slightly.

"Your gun!" The director took a long breath.

Angela went back to her father's office in silence, retrieved her pistol, and said nothing.

"Do you know why father gave you this gun?" Andrew spoke suddenly, his voice softer.

"I know. I was just afraid that I would get too excited and pull out my gun and fire at him. That's why I have installed such an old gun with external insurance." Angela fought back tears. It had been a long time since she had quarrelled with her father.

In fact, she understood her father's difficulties. After her mother left, it wasn't easy for him to bring her up by himself, to be single for so many years, and to be able to do such a good job as a cop. It really wasn't easy.

"No …" It was your mother's gun. It saved my life. I hope it can protect you. " Andrew's eyes were also somewhat moist. He had always wanted to protect his daughter, but every time he saw her stubborn face, he knew that sooner or later, his daughter would have to fly away from his wings.