"Boss, or...or let's forget it, right?"

Lang Qiao suddenly spoke out, and several people looked back at her.

When Lang Qiao played the guest role of the Warm Policewoman, she always had an exaggerated acting skills, and she was very good at threatening others with stares. She was never timid in fighting. It seemed that she was fearless of anything except hunger and coriander. The word "forget it" seemed to have not been included in her dictionary.

"Wang Xiao doesn't want to show up, so just do whatever she wants," Lang Qiao paused, and continued, "Aren't our focus now on Feng Bin's case? There is no other way of thinking - after all, Xia Xiaonan told the tracker on her phone that was dressed for Wei Wenchuan. If that Wei Wenchuan is really related to Lu Guosheng, then this matter could not have been planned by him alone. No matter how bad he is, he is still a student, he has to go to school, and he has to live in the school. He cannot be so powerful. I think it's better to focus on investigating his parents, right?"

"Your idea makes sense," Tao Ran frowned, "But murder is a case, and other cases are also criminal cases. We can't even pay attention to the primary and secondary investigation of a case, right? I remember that there is no principle of 'grasping the big and letting go of the small' in the criminal law."

Lang Qiao opened her mouth and swallowed the words back.

Luo Wenzhou: "What's wrong?"

"I know we have to check if something happens, but..." Lang Qiao paused hesitantly, "Not to mention a child, even an adult, she may not dare to know about this kind of thing. She is miserable enough. She always feels that she is still forcing her like this, which is a little... a little unbearable."

Because the victims seem to always be at fault, and always be "a pitiful person must have something hateful."

As long as a brave strong/rapist comes forward and marks her with a "weak and bully", thousands of strong/rapists are ready to move immediately. Even if they don't dare to take practical actions, they will still rush forward mentally, strip her clothes naked, and step on ten thousand feet.

Luo Wenzhou was about to say something, but was interrupted by a very colorless voice behind him: "Captain Luo."

Xiao Haiyang walked over with his hands and feet, holding a kraft paper file bag in his hand, and handed it to Luo Wenzhou without saying a word.

Luo Wenzhou glanced at him and didn't reach out to answer: "What are you doing?"

"I wrote the check." Xiao Haiyang said in a muffled voice, "please return to the team."

Tao Ran was puzzled: "Xiao Xiao wrote what check to write if he had nothing to do?"

Xiao Haiyang glanced at him blankly. The little glasses were as slow as a ball of inert gas in terms of human nature. They didn't react for a while. Why didn't Tao Ran know?

Luo Wenzhou opened the kraft paper bag in a few seconds and swept his masterpiece with a glance. Although Xiao Haiyang doesn't like to chat with people, he is very amazing. He is simply unstoppable. The thing is only 10,000 words, all handwritten, and it is a thick piece of manuscript paper.

Luo Wenzhou glanced at him and sneered, and patted the "Wanyan Shu" back to Xiao Haiyang's chest: "Who told you to write a check and let you return to the team? Where can I play house? Stay wherever I get cool?"

Xiao Haiyang was like a helpless myopic zombie, standing tightly in place, blushing, and was still a freshly cooked zombie.

Fei Du shook his head, walked around him, and was about to go to the office to pour a cup of coffee to warm up. At this time, someone stopped him: "Isn't this... Mr. Fei?"

Fei Du's brow frowned suddenly, but just the moment he turned around, a realistic surprise appeared on his face: "Wow, Mr. Wei!"

Luo Wenzhou looked back along his gaze and saw that it was a thin middle-aged man, dressed in fine clothes. His cheeks were slightly sunken, his eyes were long and narrow, and his upper eyelids were very different from ordinary people. It was like a knife carving an axe, with almost no curve, and a sharp horizontal line. When he smiled that way, his eyes were pressed down by the special eyelids, as if he had just drunk blood.

This is the legendary Wei Zhanhong.

Wei Zhanhong glanced at Fei Du in surprise: "Why did Mr. Fei come to the Public Security Bureau early this morning?"

Although Fei Du was not widely publicized about getting a diploma in a very heavy-tasting school, he did not deliberately hide it. He could find out by putting some effort into it. It is not surprising that these dandy guys spend time and money all day long and play with everything they have become famous.

But even though he is Huoqi, it is not easy for people to know about his case.

Fei Du felt a little regretful - if Wei Zhanhong and his son are there, he can't stay in the city bureau and leave.

"Send someone here," Fei Du said, raising his hand to close the loose collar, lowering his voice and handing Wei Zhanhong a meaningful and ambiguous look, "I made people unhappy last night. Isn't this apologizing for better performance?"

Wei Zhanhong laughed dryly, glanced at the detectives not far away, and felt that these shameless playboys were really terrifying and dared to provoke him: "You young people..."

"There are many benefits." Fei Du leaned close to his ear and whispered, "It feels different, and it's good to exercise regularly. The most important thing is... I can know a lot in advance if I accidentally."

Wei Zhanhong's face changed slightly, thinking of Fei's reaction as soon as Zhou Junmao had an accident,

Fei Du took a little step back, swept his thumb over his lips, revealing a frivolous smile.

Luo Wenzhou: "..."

He just watched quietly how someone pretended.

Fei Du asked with great concern, "But why did you come here for this big weekend?"

Wei Zhanhong smiled bitterly and reached out to push a young man behind him. The young man only had thin lips and pointed chin exactly the same as Wei Zhanhong, but he looked much better than his father, as if he was as long as the chairman of the male student union in the idol drama. He was not afraid of the stranger at all, and laughed before he could speak, and greeted Fei Du politely.

"Children are all debts," Wei Zhanhong sighed, not knowing whether to answer Fei Du or to listen to the police not far away, he deliberately increased the volume, "It's all this incompetent boy who caused trouble in school and bullied other children, which made people unable to bear the troubles outside the school. What's going on with him? It's all because his family has not been well educated. I'm ashamed. Didn't this bring him to cooperate with the investigation?"

The young Wei Wenchuan was indifferent and looked calm, but he lowered his head slightly as expected.

Wei Zhanhong slapped his back hard again: "How did I teach you at home? Flies don't bite seamless eggs. If something happened to you now, it's just that you have a problem. If you didn't bully your classmates first, where would the rumors come from? How could there be so many troubles?"

Fei Du's eyebrows moved and said, "Rumor?"

"There is a girl in their school," Wei Zhanhong frowned and said to Fei Du with a "unspeakable hidden" look, "Because of this incident, it is said that some bad rumors have spread... We have nothing, but how bad the spread of these things will affect girls? When I came in just now, I met the girl's parents at the gate of the city bureau. People said that the rumors were simply shadowless."

How could Wei Zhanhong, a big boss who is busy with a lot of things, know ordinary citizens like Wang Xiao’s parents?

"Bullying other children", "cooperating with investigation", "rumor"... On the surface, it is an old father who is disappointed, but in fact it is implying that the so-called "collective/infringement" of the municipal police, no matter whether it has happened or not, can only be a "rumor". No matter what the truth is, the result is this.

After all, Wei Wenchuan was young and not cunning enough. After hearing this, his face was filled with three points.

Lang Qiao's face darkened and was stopped by Luo Wenzhou with his hand raised.

"Taoran, take them in." Luo Wenzhou casually ordered, without even looking at Xiao Haiyang, walked straight to Fei Du, took out something from his pocket and gave it to him, "Give you the car keys, don't disturb official business here, get out of your way."

Fei Du reached out to pick up the thing and smiled. He glanced at Lang Qiao and Xiao Haiyang who were publicly admitted to being suppressed by Luo Wenzhou. He raised his hand and kissed his fingertips, then reached out and pressed it on Luo Wenzhou's lips. He retreated quickly before Luo Wenzhou hit him and floated away.

Luo Wenzhou: "What do you think? I don't work anymore!"

Ten minutes later, Xiao Haiyang was drooping and walked out of the busy criminal police team of the city bureau. He was like a bamboo pole, like a stray dog, looking almost a little lonely. He walked alone through the streets that seemed a little depressed on the weekend morning. He was a little confused. He knew in his heart that he might be dismissed this time, but he didn't give up and wanted to save it... However, the rescue seemed to be difficult, and he always felt that Luo Wenzhou became even more angry after seeing him.

But what should I do if I can't be a policeman in the future?

Xiao Haiyang stopped on the crosswalk, and realized that he did not seem to feel the pain of unemployment like the collapse of the sky and the earth. Fei Du is right. This job, Gu Zhao, has been heavy shackles pressing on him over the years. Once he has been removed, he has not yet felt lost, and he has a faint sense of relief.

"Am I such a person?" he thought silently.

At this time, a car suddenly sounded the flute at him on the street. Xiao Haiyang thought it was blocking the way at first, so he quickly accelerated his pace and walked across the crosswalk. Then he took a look and noticed that it seemed to be Team Luo's car. The window rolled down - I thought who would come to him, and Fei Du, who had just been bombarded by Luo Wenzhou, showed his face.

"Get on the bus." Fei Du said.

"No need, my home is not far away," Xiao Haiyang said, and then remembered something again, and added a stiff sentence, "Thank you."

"I didn't want to give you it," Fei Du laughed, "I'm going to go to the girl Wang Xiao's house. I can't remember her registered address. Do you remember?"
Chapter completed!