Mr.Bo, Love me please be gentle!

It's already more than three o'clock in the morning. None of the yuan family said they would go back. They all stayed in the mourning hall.

Out of the friendship between the two families, the promise to Grandpa Jiang, or the Bo family's own interests, Bo Hanchi stayed here. As Jiang Shuren said, the Jiang family would be in chaos without him.

"If anyone doesn't want to stay here, go back now!"

In a noisy noise, a low and indifferent voice suddenly sounded.

The sound was not drowned, but was particularly clear.

Everyone was stunned. For a moment, the mourning hall was so quiet that the needle could be heard.

But no one dares to refute.

These people who stay here have some status in the yuan family. They naturally have a peeping heart for the position of home owner.

Human ambition is a very strange thing. It is like a balloon that keeps blowing up. It will only get bigger and bigger. Finally, it can't hold up, "bang" and blow it up.

"Han Chi, what are you talking about? The master died suddenly. Everyone of us is very sad. How can we go back to rest now! We have to accompany the master on the last trip."

"Yes! How can we go home and rest!"

"Besides, the owner left suddenly and didn't leave a word. Now we Jiang family don't even have a speaker. We discussed it. Tonight, in front of the owner, we picked out the new owner overnight, and the old owner's funeral will be handled by the new owner!"

"Yes! We've all discussed it. Just be a witness for us."

……

Listening to the elders of the yuan family, you said a word to me. The thin cold pool was cold and raised his lips. His dark eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn't say anything. He just waited for someone of them to resist the attack.

In fact, he was also very clear in his heart that this was the business of the yuan family. Although he had promised the old owner before, he was not a member of the yuan family after all and had no right to directly decide the business of the yuan family.

Hearing everyone's gossip, Jiang Shuren finally couldn't help it. He went to the people.

"I said, what are you talking about? Yuanyuan passed away. Shouldn't it be me?"

Jiang Shuren made no secret of his ambition, and a pair of sharp eyes swept the crowd indifferently.

Everyone was immediately happy and laughed with ridicule. They only felt that they had heard Tianda's joke, "Jiang Shuren, the capable person occupies the top! If you were qualified for the position of home owner, the old home owner wouldn't let a yellow haired girl take charge of our Jiang family."

In a word, he immediately beat Jiang Shuren back to his original shape. He is not qualified to be the master at all.

"Shuren, I didn't say you. Just like you, you'd better give up on the position of home owner!"

"You'd better die! If you hand over the yuan family to you, I don't dare to think about what the yuan family will look like in the future! Don't you feel sad to be trampled under the feet of several other families for many years?"

……

No one noticed that a young man slipped into the mourning hall. As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw the man standing in front of the right side of the coffin. It was him with a flash of ease in his eyes!

The boy hurried towards the man. He tried his best to keep his steps in order.

It took him a lot of effort to find out where he was going. Then he immediately ran out of the Internet cafe, stopped a taxi and went straight to the funeral home, giving him double the price.

After all, no driver wants to run to the funeral home this big night.

The young man pretended to give incense to the dead and bowed. He deliberately walked past the thin cold pool, then slowed down and quietly threw down a sentence: "Miss Song Li is in danger!"

With that, he couldn't wait to leave.

Bo Hanchi was shocked severely, and a pair of Zhan black eyes suddenly cooled down. The next moment, in the surprised eyes of the people, he rushed to catch up without hesitation. The boy must know something.

There are dim yellow street lamps outside, but they still can't disperse the thick darkness.

As soon as Bo Hanchi caught up with him, the boy immediately appeared in front of him and introduced himself quietly: "my name is Su Shenxing. I'm 19 years old. My family set up a night stand on Donghua road."

"Then?"

The expression on his face was very calm and did not get confused because of the boy's words.

The boy knew the identity of the man in front of him from the information he learned, but because he was calm in his heart, he was not afraid at all, but more a kind of worship and admiration.

He took a sigh of relief, summoned up courage and continued: "Miss Song Li and her friends went to our place for supper. A little gangster named a Biao fell in love with them and deliberately designed to provoke them, but in the end, a Biao and his men were beaten down by two little sisters, but the director of the Public Security Bureau in our area was a Biao's uncle, and finally they were taken away."

"Mr. Bo, this is the case. If you don't believe it, just call to check it."

With that, Su Shenxing looked at Bo Hanchi very seriously. This man is one of the three legends of the imperial capital and the sharpest knife among the sharp blades of the country. It's a pity that he quit early.

Bo Hanchi didn't doubt what the boy said in front of him, not because of anything else, but because of his eyes.

The boy's eyes are as bright as stars.

Even if a liar hides his mind well, his eyes will not be so natural.

"You take me."

"OK."

……

"Take their statements first, and lock them up immediately after taking their statements."

As soon as he entered the door of the police station, deputy director Zhang ordered him to go down. Young master a Biao's people should stay until that day anyway. Whether he can be promoted smoothly depends on this time.

"Also, cuff them immediately!"

As soon as the voice fell, someone took the initiative to take out the handcuffs. Deputy director Zhang seemed to think of something and quickly stopped: "wait! Let me come!"

Ali narrowed his eyes and looked helplessly at the city. Is he really going to turn the world upside down?

Qingcheng picks eyebrows, dare not?

Ali nodded immediately. This is the place of law enforcement. If this place is noisy, it will become unreasonable if it is reasonable! But she was not willing to be punished. They were just justifiable defense. What kind of detention should they use to treat the suspect? This is obviously public revenge.

In my heart, what a sudden surge of dissatisfaction, she hesitated without hesitation: "you stop! We are not suspect, why do you use handcuffs?"

Zhang has the final say, "I am the suspect, I am the one who counts."

The next second, Ali raised his hand and slapped the deputy director with a speed that was too fast to cover his ears. The cheek became red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye.