Master of the city

"All right, sir, don't hit people. I'll find them for you." The lobby manager appeased Zhang Fan for a moment, and immediately turned to the back of the waiter and called, "you pick up, who sent Lulu to prosperous business, come out for me!"

There were four waitresses standing at the door. They were whispering. When the manager yelled at them, three of them immediately stepped back. The other one with freckles shrunk his neck and began to look up.

"Zhang Xiaohua, come here for me!"

The lobby manager couldn't see who did it, so he yelled immediately.

"Well, manager, I, I didn't do anything, I just served them..."

Zhang Xiaohua heart a burst of hair empty, see the two men in the private room by Zhang Fan beat so miserable, she is really a little afraid.

"Did you give it to Lulu? Where did you get it? " The lobby manager pointed to Zhang Fan's trousers. His trouser pocket was not very deep, and a small part of the jar was exposed.

"Yes, I gave it to you, manager. Lulu is..."

"What is it? Say it

The lobby manager's heart is full of ups and downs. If it's spread out, it's going to be a big deal.

"It was yesterday. The gentleman brought it to me yesterday. He told me to come for dinner today and asked me to prepare the two cans of Lulu he gave me. If Lulu was wanted in this private room, he would give it to him. He gave me 200 yuan back..."

The more Zhang Xiaohua said, the lower her voice. Standing at the door, she could hear the voice of the lobby manager grinding her teeth.

If the girl is a little more shrewd, it can be said that she brought it when the guests came today and asked her to warm it up, then the hotel will have no responsibility. She's good enough to tell all the truth. It doesn't count if she buries herself. The restaurant has to eat melons.

"I'm really sorry, sir. This It's our management oversight. I didn't expect this kind of thing to happen. You see, we can talk about whatever conditions you have. "

The lobby manager really counseled me. Now there are more than a few waiters outside the door, and all the people who eat in other private rooms come out to watch. What Zhang Xiaohua said is true.

"What can I talk to you about? Do it yourself Zhang Fan raised his foot and kicked Chao Wu all over again.

"You, how dare you hit me..." Wu Quan, who was on the ground, finally took a breath. After being kicked to the wall, he got up and squeezed the words out of his teeth.

"I'll fight you! What's the matter? " Zhang Fan put up a Baijiu bottle from the ground with his toes, and lost it in the direction of Wu's head. But there were still some wine in the bottle, which made him lose his head and hit it on the wall beside Wu's head.

"Hua La", the broken glass splashed everywhere, marking two blood holes on the cargo's face.

"Aren't you an intermediary? Laozi is the manager of Tianqi group! If I want to kill you, it's just a phone call! "

Wu Quan didn't know whether it was a burst of anger or a broken jar. Even his company's name burst out. There was a hiss in the crowd. Those who ate on the third floor had some economic strength. Tianqi group was also very good in Jiangzhou city.

But no one thought that the manager of Tianqi group could do such a thing. Isn't your group rich in money? It's shameless to give someone medicine. For a moment, the corridor was full of discussions.

"You only need a phone call to kill me, right? Well, I'll kill you first!"

Zhang Fan's anger is about to burn to the top door now. He dares to blow his mouth there. He doesn't say anything. He picks up a chair, and Zhang Fan plans to go up and scrap it.

"Stop it! Police! Put down what you have in your hand

Just as the chair in Zhang Fan's hand was about to hit Wu Quan's head, a woman's drink came from behind him. Zhang Fan hesitated for a moment. Looking back, a short hair policewoman with heroic spirit was pointing a pistol at him.

Since ancient times, people did not fight with officials. What's more, Zhang Fan was an honest man. Seeing the gun, he was a little afraid. He threw his chair aside and walked back to Li Mengmei.

At this time, Li Mengmei had been confused by the medicine. She felt that a man came to her side and immediately put her hand around Zhang Fan's waist. Her scarlet face was lingering on him, which made Zhang Fan feel sad and embarrassed.

"What's going on here? Why do you beat people like that! "

Seeing that Zhang Fan didn't resist, the policewoman was also relieved. She put the gun back into the holster on her waist, touched it on her back waist, hesitated for a while, and didn't take out the handcuffs.

Mu Zixin didn't receive the report. She was a member of the municipal criminal police. She was just eating downstairs.

Things on the third floor are so noisy, and some people run down to call the lobby manager. The diners on the first floor have heard the news.

Mu Zixin's father, a police officer, died on business when he arrested the fugitive, when she was only 12 years old. The little girl was not defeated by her father's sacrifice. Instead, she was determined to be a good policeman and inherit her father's will.Compared with those who wait for their wages, Mu Zixin belongs to the type of bursting with a sense of justice. When she heard that something had happened, she rushed up to control the scene for the first time, even though it had nothing to do with her criminal police.

"Officer, do you need to ask why I beat people like that?" Zhang Fan tried his best to suppress his anger. For the first time in his life, he felt that his lung tube was about to burn. If it wasn't for mu Zixin's being a policeman, Zhang Fan really wanted to send her a sentence: "you are blind! Can't long eyes see for themselves? "

Mu Zixin rushed over in a hurry, but he didn't hear much from the onlookers. When he saw Li Mengmei holding Zhang Fan, he realized that something was wrong. She came over and turned Li Mengmei's eyelids and touched her forehead. Mu Zixin's brow suddenly wrinkled.

"Ecstasy? These bastards. Go and get me some herbal tea! Those two who have been beaten, be honest and stay where you are. Don't play tricks

Speaking of this, Mu Zixin turned to look at Zhang Fan, "you boy, don't be so cruel in the future. Even if they are heinous, there are laws to punish them. It's illegal for you to abuse lynching like this. Do you know that?"

Although it was a reprimand, the policewoman's tone was much softer than just now.

"Well, I see. Thank you, officer."

People can't fight. Fortunately, Wu Quan and Ji Wuzhou are miserable enough now. Wu Quan is covered with red oil all over his body, and the wound is stinging, but he can't get up. His facial muscles kept wriggling, as if to say something cruel, but because Mu Zixin was present, it was inconvenient to say it out loud.

Jiwuzhou, let alone being patted by the door panel, even if there is no fracture, the fracture is also unable to run. Hum, I've been sitting on my cheek for a long time.

"Well It's so hot... "

Li Mengmei's reaction is getting more and more serious. She tears her collar with one hand and touches Zhang Fan's body with the other hand. She looks like a womanizer.

Zhang Fan tried to pull her apart with both hands, but it was not easy to start. Finally, Mu Zixin helped to pull Li Mengmei apart and let her maintain the position of sitting on the chair for the time being. Well, in order to prevent her from jumping on Zhang Fan, Mu Zixin had to press Li Mengmei's shoulder with her hand.

Such a scene made the policewoman feel a little more disgusted at the two beaten guys over there.

Herbal tea has been used to solve the mystery here since ancient times. After pouring a few bowls, Mu Zixin was a little sober.

After more than ten minutes, 110 police officers finally arrived. The mess at the scene made them feel very upset. After asking about the incident, the police officers took Wu Quan, Ji Wuzhou, Zhang Xiaohua and Zhang Fan to the police car. The lobby manager and several other attendants were also taken as witnesses to take statements.

The only thing to be thankful for is that as the real victim of this case, Li Mengmei was not taken away together, but was sent back to the intermediary by Mu Zixin.

This is the first time for Zhang Fan to enter the Bureau, especially when he is alone in a small dark room.

Originally, he was on the victim's side and shouldn't be locked up. But in a rage, Zhang Fan's hand was really heavy. Both of them were beaten like that. It's really hard to say if they don't lock him up.

"Hey, you boy, come out, bring it to trial!"

Squatting in a small dark room for three or four hours, the door was finally opened. A fierce police officer stood at the door and yelled at Zhang Fan, taking him to an interrogation room.

In fact, the interrogation room is not as mysterious as you think. It's a relatively empty room. There is a restraint chair near the inside. When people sit on it, they can use the chair to lock their thighs so that they can't move.

Facing the chair is a desk with computers and printers on it. Usually at the end of the trial, the police will sort out and print out the trial records for the interrogants to check their signatures.

In the upper corner near the door, there is also a monitoring probe, recording what happened in the interrogation room at any time.

After being locked in the chair, Zhang Fan began to look around the environment. Soon, he found something wrong. I don't know why the camera in the corner on the opposite side tilted to one side and didn't point at him.

After the arrival of two police officers in charge of interrogation, the feeling of something wrong became even stronger.

There are names on the badge. One is Liu San, the other is Zhao Si. Judging from their faces, they are absolutely not fair and upright. Especially the sneer on the corner of their mouth makes people feel a little hairy.

"Lao Liu, you're busy. I'll tell the boy."

Zhao Si gave Liu San a wink. Liu San understood and sat in front of the computer and began to work.

Zhao Si lit a cigarette and looked at Zhang Fan coldly.

"Boy, you'd better give me a detailed account of your deliberate injury."