The domineering president's barbaric wife

Fang zhixia didn't nod or shake his head. He just said, "I thought that detectives should be as gentle and gentle as detective yuan. I never thought that there were people like Ouyang Wu in this business!"

"There are always one or two people in an industry who corrupt the door." Yuan Xiaoming opened his mouth and explained with a smile. After that, he repeated the old story in detail: "if Secretary Fang doesn't want to go, just wait here. I can solve this kind of small matter by myself." Then, as if to prove his innocence, Yuan Xiaoming said, "Oh, I almost forget that Secretary Fang was sent by President Leng to help me... If Secretary Fang really needs help, I don't mind if you send another police officer with me."

Fang zhixia doesn't speak. He just looks at Yuan Xiaoming and looks at him mercilessly. You know, Fang zhixia has long been vaguely aware that Yuan Xiaoming has something to hide from himself, and with such a good opportunity at this time, how can he easily let it go just by Yuan Xiaoming's one or two words? However, Fang zhixia couldn't hide his disgust for Ouyang Wu

So, after thinking about it for a long time, Fang zhixia said his verdict: "detective yuan, I don't distrust you, but you know, I'm Mr. Leng's subordinate after all. Sometimes I can't do things based on my own subjective judgment. Therefore, when you are in direct contact with Ou Yangwu, I need to have one of my people by your side." With that, Fang zhixia made some small concessions: "however, for this candidate, I don't mind to decide according to detective yuan's own preferences." To sum up, the general meaning of these two sentences is that Yuan Xiaoming can choose a hand of Fang zhixia to monitor himself.

Hearing this, Yuan Xiaoming did not know whether he should thank Fang zhixia. But in the end, he happily accepted the stick and the candied fruit: "I'll thank Secretary Fang first."

Fang zhixia nodded: "as for the candidate, I don't know if detective yuan has the answer?"

Yuan Xiaoming also nodded: "detective." The detective is a police expert. He is as good as Yuan Xiaoming.

God knows, if you can, Yuan Xiaoming actually wants to choose a person whose IQ sensitivity is not so high. However, considering Fang zhixia, Yuan Xiaoming still gave in, because Yuan Xiaoming himself knew that only by putting a smart man around him, Fang zhixia could be completely relieved.

Sure enough, after finishing this sentence, Yuan Xiaoming noticed that Fang zhixia gave him, police experts and Ouyang Wu a free space to talk in accordance with Yuan Xiaoming's request - a van with only three of them. As a matter of duty, the police expert became a van driver. There were only three of them in the van. Outside the van, a black Mercedes Benz was on the left and a shared car was on the right.

Except for the sound of the wheels of several vans, there is very little sound coming out. You know, the atmosphere outside and inside the van is very different. Because since Yuan Xiaoming got on the bus, Ouyang Wu has never stopped swearing. Of course, Ouyang Wu's words are not all swearing, but yuan Xiaoming's words are as worthless as swearing.

On the back seat of the van, Ouyang Wu put his hands behind him and said to Yuan Xiaoming, "Yuan Xiaoming, you son of a bitch, don't think I'll lose if I'm in your hands now. I tell you, if you dare to touch me, the person behind me will definitely make you die ugly... Cough --" just now, I don't know if Ouyang Wu suddenly started coughing violently because he was exerting too much force. Seeing him like that, people have the illusion that he seems to be coughing out his intestines.

Yuan Xiaoming sat next to Ouyang Wu, looking at the people around him, he was still as steady as a mountain: "Ouyang Wu, are you tired?"

"I'm tired. I'm not tired. Cough --"

"Oh? Just not tired. Just in time, I'm not very clear about the goods on your van. " Yuan Xiaoming said without much concern: "Ouyang Wu, I think you are also a smart man, so don't play tricks. Tell me, where did you hide Wang Zhen? " I don't know how, Ouyang Wu, who was still coughing violently, suddenly became quiet. After a long silence, Ouyang Wu turned to look at Yuan Xiaoming and said slowly, "Yuan Xiaoming, it seems that I underestimate you too much. I didn't expect that you still have the ability to find Wang Zhen!"

Yuan Xiaoming does not move, "say, where is he?" Unlike others, Yuan Xiaoming lives as a detective. How can Ouyang Wu change the topic in a few words?

"I don't know!" Ouyang Wu snorted coldly and said with disdain, "don't you have great skills? If you have skills, you can find them yourself! I'll see if you really have the ability

After Ouyang Wu finished his sentence, a strange silence suddenly appeared in the van. For a moment, in the quiet carriage, except for three people's shallow breathing, there was only the sound of wheels rolling across the concrete street outside the car.

However, this strange atmosphere did not last long, but was interrupted by a scream across the sky: "ah - yuan Xiaoming, you beast!"

Ouyang Wu's scream made him stagger under the hands of the police experts in the driver's seat. The car that had been driving well suddenly drifted straight.

Thanks for the seat belt! After the response of the police experts, he sighed in his heart, and then wanted to stop to see if anything happened to the two people in the back seat. However, just when his hand was about to reach the handbrake position on his side, Yuan Xiaoming found out and stopped: "Inspector, please continue to drive. Ouyang Wu and I are all right."

The police expert hesitated a little. He looked up and took a look at Yuan Xiaoming and Ouyang Wu in the rearview mirror. Ouyang Wu's hand, which was originally handcuffed behind his back, has been changed by Yuan Xiaoming to be handcuffed in front of him. Ouyang Wu's back is bent. Yuan Xiaoming is like a Buddha in front of him, blocking the scene behind him. Therefore, the police experts can't see exactly what is going on in the back seat, but they can probably guess it.

After thinking for a long time, the police expert said in a huff and puff, "but detective yuan, I just heard Mr. Ouyang scream in..."

"Well, yes." Knowing that concealment is impossible, Yuan Xiaoming simply nodded to the police expert, but then said, "but detective, I promise you, the voice will be lower next." Note that what yuan Xiaoming said is "the voice will be smaller", not "the voice will disappear".

The police expert is also a passer-by. How can he not understand the hidden meaning behind this sentence? He sighs silently and knows that he can't stop it. The police expert can only say, "detective yuan, I know you are angry, but I also hope you can weigh your strength when you punish Mr. Ouyang. Because you have to know that in s country, the abuse of lynching will be punished. "

Yuan Xiaoming bowed his head and answered darkly: "thank you, detective. It's illegal to abuse lynching in our country."

After receiving yuan Xiaoming's assurance, the police experts are much more relaxed. Thinking that Yuan Xiaoming is a detective, he should be a well-informed man. So after that, there is no longer drag, speeding up the car's slow speed.

As the speed began to run normally, the police experts took back their original thoughts behind the car and put them on the steering wheel in front of them. It's a long way to go.

Fang zhixia had a slightly relaxed mood, which was revealed from his eyes.

The back of the van.

Ouyang Wu, who was deliberately blocked by Yuan Xiaoming, was pale, with big drops of sweat dripping from his forehead, and his breathing became heavy, which made people feel embarrassed just by looking at his face.

Ouyang Wu raised his head with his remaining strength and took a look at Yuan Xiaoming standing with his back to him. Ouyang Wu hates it. The enemy he has hated for most of his life has already stood in front of him and is within his reach... But he can only sit here and watch. He can do nothing and dare not do anything. You know, no matter how much Ouyang Wu hates yuan Xiaoming in his heart, he has to admit that he is a human being first and foremost. He is a flesh and blood person who can be afraid of pain and complain. When he thought of it, he didn't know why. Ouyang Wu felt that time was becoming more and more difficult. Ouyang Wu forced himself not to bow his head.

Because, Ouyang Wu thought with a little despair, even if he did not bow his head, he could know that with Yuan Xiaoming exerting force on his fingertips for a long time, and it was still more and more heavy, his fingers must have begun to be seriously congested... But there was no way, except to sit and wait for yuan Xiaoming to release his hand, Ouyang Wu had no other way.

The only thing Ouyang Wu could do at this time was to force himself not to plead with Yuan Xiaoming. Looking at the figure of the person in front of him, Ouyang Wu felt that his breath had been stuck in his throat. However, not long later, when Ouyang Wu thought he was going to amputate, or his breath was exhausted, Yuan released his foot.