"Haha, are you a little confused about the situation? Is it you ask me or I ask you in this situation? Do you know what your identity is?"

Hearing my questioning, the policeman opposite him instantly slapped the table and slapped it in a panic.

"Comrade, I really don't know what I am. Did I get you caught and commit a crime or commit a crime? "I blinked my eyes and smiled angrily: "I just want to know why I came from Futian District to Nanshan District. Are I also guilty?"

The young policeman stood up with a "rubbing" and pointed at me and scolded me: "Wang Lang, pay attention to your attitude!"

"What attitude should I use?" I stood up without spoiling at all.

"Cruff..."

The door of the inquiry room was pushed open at this time, and a large group of policemen in regular clothes walked in. The one who walked in front was Qin Zhengzhong, who should have stayed in Yangcheng. Six or seven middle-aged policemen surrounded him. Qin Zhengzhong looked up at me and then showed an unrecognizable look and said, "Brother Wei, you are an old senior in this line. I should learn more with you. But after watching this trip, I found that you do not seem to meet the commendation in the document at all. The documents given by the province are to let our Yangcheng and Pengcheng learn from each other and help each other. But not only does the sanitation environment not meet the standards, but also the basic dress of the comrades does not seem to meet the requirements. For example, this young comrade, repeatedly speaking, during the inquiry record, you must turn on the law enforcement recorder. Where is your recorder?"

While speaking, Qin Zhengzhong looked straight at the policeman who had just asked.

"I..." The little policeman paused and stuttered: "My recorder is charging."

Next to Qin Zhengzhong, a middle-aged man with half-white hair and a half-white look that he looks fifty years younger than him immediately said with a smile: "Xiao Qin, this comrade is a temporary worker we just recruited here. He is indeed not proficient in work cognition, but his work attitude is worthy of praise. He cooperates with many major cases here, and I can guarantee this matter."

"Oh, I'm still a good comrade with an extremely enthusiastic work attitude." Qin Zhengzhong smiled with a long voice, turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man who had just spoken and said, "Brother Wei, can you really make a guarantee for him?"

"What...what does it mean?" The middle-aged fan, who was called Brother Wei, stuttered.

"Nothing." Qin Zhengzhong laughed and said to the little policeman: "Comrade, let me ask, what is Article 8 of Pengcheng Public Security Regulations?"

"Ah?" The little policeman was stunned and smiled dryly: "The eighth is...yes..."

"Don't be nervous." Qin Zhengzhong's smile on his face was as gentle as the spring breeze. He raised his neck and said, "Do you strictly obey the orders of superiors and resolutely fight against any illegal acts to the end."

The little policeman was like pounding garlic and pounding his head: "Yes, yes, that's it."

"Hahaha, Brother Wei, Brother Wei, what should I say?" Qin Zhengzhong laughed inexplicably: "There are only seven regulations in Pengcheng Public Security Regulations in total, and there is no eight at all. Is this the good comrade you said that you are extremely fanatical in your work attitude. Should you commend?"

Brother Wei's muscles twitched twice, and he kept speaking: "Xiao Qin, what I mean..."

"What do you mean? You can explain to the boss slowly when you look back, but I mean that your name is really not worthy of it. Okay, I won't say anything extra. Let's talk about it if you have the chance." Qin Zhengzhong interrupted rudely. After saying that, he waved his hand and turned around and was about to leave.

Brother Wei hurriedly rushed over: "Xiao Qin, Xiao Qin... wait a moment, I think this is a misunderstanding..."

"It's not a misunderstanding. It's not convenient for me, an outsider, to comment on you, but what I know is that since we are in this industry, we have to understand our jobs. As for everything else, we can make a long-term plan." Qin Zhengzhong turned his head and stared at Brother Wei without blinking: "Brother Wei, I believe you know that I have only a few good friends in Yangcheng. Although there are not many, each of them is in love with each other. I have a good friend who recently went to your Pengcheng to seek life, and I don't ask for care. I just hope that he can live. If my friend is in peace, I will do my best to make the other party uneasy in my way. After all, we will meet again next day."

After throwing this sentence off, Qin Zhengzhong slammed the door with his hands behind his back, leaving only Brother Wei and a few other middle-aged men.

The little policeman touched the tip of his nose and murmured at Brother Wei with a pale face: "Uncle, I..."

"Uncle, what uncle, I can't do my job well. Whoever allows you to ask more than you can ask? Go back and write me a 10,000-word review letter immediately." Brother Wei roared irritably, then walked up to me, shrugged his shoulders slightly and said hello: "I guess you are Mr. Wang Lang, the head wolf company, right?"

After seeing Qin Zhengzhong, my anxiety suddenly disappeared, and I raised my legs and asked, "Comrade, I am just an eyewitness. It seems that I have nothing to do with my identity and background, right?"

After Brother Wei was silent for a few seconds, he looked at me with a serious expression: "It really doesn't matter. I just want to know, does your Excellency really have nothing to do with Qian Long and Zhang Di involved in the case tonight?"

I twisted my fingers and asked with a smile: "Yes, they were all employees of our company, but they all resigned later. I just mentioned this clearly in the transcript. However, I have been asking questions that I have been asking. It seems that none of you gave an accurate answer. I just want to know that the incident happened was in Futian District, so why are we now in Nanshan District?"

"Sorry, this is my job secret, I can't answer." Brother Wei frowned and turned into a lump of flesh, and waved his hand and said, "Since Mr. Wang has explained it clearly, you can leave, but it should be noted that within the next week, you will be our witness and be obliged to accept our summons anytime and anywhere."

"Okay." I stretched and stood up.

"Bang!"

"Bang! Bang!"

Just as I was about to say a few more words to the other party, a few dull gunshots suddenly rang out.

"Reporting the report, asking about the shooting in the room, Ning Wei, the reporter, was shot twice and was killed on the spot..."

In the room, a sound came from the walkie-talkie on the chests of several policemen.

"What!" Brother Wei's cheeks suddenly turned white, as if they were covered with a layer of white paint, without blood.

"The call command center, the gunman was a man from Yanxia who was about fifty years old. After killing the reporter Ning Wei, he had abandoned his weapons and surrendered."

Immediately afterwards, another sound came from the walkie-talkie.

"Let Mr. Wang leave." Brother Wei blew a breath, grabbed a walkie-talkie, hurriedly ran away, shouting as he walked: "What is the identity of a gun holder? If you don't know, go check it out immediately, otherwise you will be out of class and go home to farm."
Chapter completed!