Putting Some Money In The Refrigerator Is None Of Your Business, Hou Liangping.

Looking at the smug expression on Hou Liangping's face.

There was also a little inexplicable joy mixed in it, as if a great revenge had been taken.

Zhao Dehan couldn't help but be stunned for a moment in his mournful state.

A little bit?

What do you mean, mocking me?

I just pretended and performed a few plays.

You, Hou Liangping, should often encounter this kind of situation, right?

You don't have to be so happy.

It's like a general who has always lost his life and won a battle for the first time.

Didn't you say it yourself, since you have been working for 20 years.

People who investigate crimes like me have never failed?

You don't look like it!

Or.

Hou Liangping is hinting that as long as I confess the facts of the crime honestly, I can be given a lighter sentence?

Thinking of this, Zhao Dehan cried more seriously, trying to squeeze out a few tears.

With a pursed mouth, he cried as if repenting: "Our family has been from the countryside for generations. We are so poor that we dare not..."

"When you took a lot of black money, why didn't you remember that you are the son of a farmer?!"

Hou Liangping curled his lips. When he spoke, he could even feel a layer of golden light on himself.

Noble and sacred.

The pride in his heart that was hit to the point of no hair left seemed to come back.

The mood that had been suppressed for several days was finally released tonight.

The misunderstanding caused when investigating Sun Liancheng, the helplessness and shame at his home, and the scene of wanting to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

It really gave Hou Liangping a lot of demons.

So much so that when he is handling cases now, he feels uncomfortable everywhere and feels restrained everywhere.

It seems that Sun Liancheng has become the sword of Damocles hanging over his head.

The spine is bent.

Especially Zhao Dehan, who acts like Sun Liancheng is possessed.

He was forcing himself not to let his inner demons affect him, but Zhao Dehan still revealed his scars one by one.

Originally, he could have continued to act with Zhao Dehan to see if he could get more useful information.

But he acted more and more like his inner demon.

So he brought Zhao Dehan directly to the villa where he hid the stolen money and caught him red-handed.

He looked at Zhao Dehan kneeling at his feet and thought he was Sun Liancheng.

Hou Liangping felt that he had never felt so happy in his life!

Zhao Dehan kept sobbing and said nothing.

He didn't know which link was wrong. Did he misunderstand?

Hou Liangping raised his chin higher and higher, and the arrogance and pride in his eyes became more and more intense, and the condescending attitude returned again.

He continued to transform himself into a judge of justice, criticizing:

"Now that you are in trouble, you know to say that you are the son of a farmer?"

"Farmers are so unlucky, to have a son like you?!"

Zhao Dehan buried his head, sobbing on the surface.

He realized that he must have misunderstood.

A young man like this, who has made such a great contribution, must be given some time to show himself.

To report.

To expose.

You have to wait until he finishes the surging inner drama.

Zhao Dehan is an old actor, but he quickly noticed Hou Liangping's thoughts.

So he lowered his head and continued to sob for a long time, and then Zhao Dehan said:

"Director Hou, I plead guilty, I want to strive for leniency, there is more upstairs."

He pointed to the second floor and continued: "My total money is ** yuan."

"Including the ** yuan that Ding Yizhen from Jingzhou gave me. I confessed and strive for leniency."

Hearing such a huge amount, think about Zhao Dehan's level.

Even Hou Liangping was stunned for a long time.

Then he remembered to manage his facial expression, as if he still felt that it was not enough:

"You took so much black money, but you only gave your mother 300 yuan every month. You are a filial son, but you have lost your bottom line as a human being, right?"

"Go upstairs and check!"

After that.

Hou Liangping had someone escort Zhao Dehan to the second floor.

Seeing the heavy cash piled up into the wall and the cash covering the bed.

Hou Liangping's heart to make amends finally settled down.

However, just as Zhao Dehan was crying and complaining that he had no choice but to take the black money, he reported it.

Chen Hai called him.

After the call was connected.

Hou Liangping, who was so proud just now, immediately became furious.

He angrily shouted at the other end of the phone: "What?"

"How many times have I told you, arrest the person first!"

"It's okay now?!"

"You have to report it, you have to report it, what are you reviewing, do you know that I have all the evidence now!"

"Catching Ding Yizhen is a huge achievement, the cooked duck has flown away, how can you delay my work!"