Zhang Yelei noticed Mu Qingya, and his expression moved, and asked softly with some hesitation: "Are you the President of Mu Qingya of Mu Group?"

"Yes, this is Ms. Mu Qingya, the president of Mu Group. She came to bail the young man named Zhao Fan. It was just a misunderstanding. What kind of bail is needed? I have already told Kong Pengsong to go to the detention room, and the young man will come out soon."

Mu Qingya just nodded, and Director Wu, who had come over after answering the phone, took the conversation and explained with a pleasing explanation while wiping his sweat.

"The president of Mu Group came to bail him in person? This kid hasn't seen him for a few days, and what's going on?"

Zhang Yelei's expression moved, and he looked at Mu Qingya with a little restrained look, but his heart was shocked.

He has been to the home of Zhao Fan's chemical factory dormitory. In his opinion, with Zhao Fan's situation, he can't have any relationship with a person like Mu Qingya. But now it seems that it is not only related, but also not ordinary relationships.

What kind of person is Mu Qingya? For Zhao Fan, he rushed to the police station to bail him so late. If he didn't have a deep relationship, how could such a situation be possible?

"The president of Mushi Group, chairman of Yong'an Auto Trade, director Wu of the Municipal Public Security Bureau came in person, and the provincial department personally inquired..."

Looking at the bustling group of people in the yard, Yuan Weihua, who was being held by two armed police, felt dizzy. For him, these characters, in the past, were there such opportunities to get close to him except to occasionally see them on TV?

If they were to change places, even if these people just said something to him, they would probably tremble all over excitedly.

But at this time, he was indeed trembling.

And this tremor is not due to excitement, but because of fear.

"Why did you create such a big battle? The Gu family is moving very quickly!"

Hearing Zhao Fan's lazy voice, a group of people in the yard looked up and saw him walking out of the detention room with his hands in his pockets.

The police chief named Kong Pengsong followed him with a complicated expression. His face looked a little strange, as if he was deliberately distanced from Zhao Fan. When he looked at his back, he was even a little afraid.

The two armed police officers following Director Wu looked the same as him, their muscles were tight and they looked extremely nervous.

"Hmm? Why are you running over?"

Zhao Fan soon saw Mu Qingya looking at him coldly, frowned slightly, and asked with a calm face.

"Boy, what's your attitude? Always Mu came here to bail you out. Will you die if you say thank you?"

When Zhang Yelei saw Mu Qingya's dark face, he felt a twitch. He ran over and slapped Zhao Fan on the head, while scolding him while constantly winking at him.

"Okay, Lao Zhang, you will be a slingering eyebrows after you squeeze a few more times."

Why couldn't Zhao Fan see how Zhang Yelei protected him? He reached out and patted him on his shoulder, and smiled.

He walked slowly to Mu Qingya and said with a serious expression: "Thank you, but there is no need to come forward in person for such a small matter. Wait for a while and I will take you back after I finish the matter."

"Um!"

Mu Qingya heard the worry in Zhao Fan's tone, and a trace of anger suddenly melted. She nodded gently by a devil, and responded gently.

What's going on?

Zhang Yelei on the side was stunned, Wen Chenggong was stunned, Director Wu was stunned, and Lin Shiqi, who was about to turn around and left, was also stunned.

Who is Mu Qingya?

She is the female president of the Mu Group. It is no exaggeration to say that she almost controls the entire Xiling City and even most of the Chu Province's economic lifeline.

In the eyes of most people, she is a queen who can only look up to.

Today, Zhao Fan was wearing a T-shirt that could be seen everywhere on the roadside stalls and a pair of black patterned beach pants. The one that looked a little more classy was the only black leather sandals on his feet, but everyone could see that the shoes would not cost more than 300 yuan at most.

Just like this, when facing Mu Qingya, he dared to speak with a tone of responsibility and order.

The key is that the queen who is so arrogant in their eyes is really like a young wife who did something wrong and agreed.

If there is a story, there will definitely be a story, otherwise how could this happen?

What's wrong with this world?

Have goddesses and nanny become standard?

Everyone looked at Zhao Fan and Mu Qingya with confusion, and the gossip fire in their hearts was burning fiercely.

Even Zhang Yelei, who was always calm, was full of curiosity. If it weren't for the wrong situation, he would have the urge to force Zhao Fan to the corner to interrogate.

Lin Shiqi's whole body became a little stiff. She had long seen the softness in Mu Qingya's eyes.

It seemed as if countless blades were stirring in my heart, my face turned pale, and tears kept falling down my cheeks.

Wen Chenggong, who was standing beside him, saw that she was a little shaky, quickly reached out to hold her and asked with concern.

Lin Shiqi looked at Zhao Fan in the crowd with a daze, and moved her footsteps and hid behind several soldiers.

She lost her mother since childhood, and her father Lin Tianyu was just a migrant worker at the beginning. Although her family is not bad, she has always been a bit inferior.

She didn't know Gu Ziyan, and maybe she dared to explore Zhao Fan's tone without any trace.

But looking at Mu Qingya, who was like a queen, she didn't even have the courage to look at her.

She wanted to leave immediately, but her feet were filled with lead and could not move.

I felt so sad that I seemed to have no more time to meet Zhao Fan after this parting...

"Director Wu, let's call an ambulance to come quickly. Something went wrong in the interrogation room."

Kong Pengsong stammered for a long time, walked to Director Wu hesitantly, and whispered in a low voice.

"What's wrong?"

Director Wu was stunned for a moment, looked up and looked at the interrogation room, his eyes shrank immediately.

Several policemen who had just followed Kong Pengsong into the interrogation room were dragging two strong men who had become a pool of mud and walked out.

The limbs of the two people were obviously broken, twisted at a strange angle, and they were weak and could not even scream loudly.

"There are four more inside."

The four policemen carefully leaned the two strong men on the steps at the door, shouted at the others around them, and five or six more people followed them in.

"What's going on?"

Zhang Yelei's heart twitched violently, his eyes flashed, he glanced at Zhao Fan's face, and asked in a deep voice with a dark face.

Zhao Fan smiled without answering, and walked towards the two weak guys.

When the two men saw Zhao Fan approaching, they were already trembling with pain, and their bodies were trembling even more and more, and their teeth were clattering.

Their faces were full of horror. They just opened their mouths and wanted to shout, but they covered their chests with great pain and kept coughing. Their coughing tears flowed, and their whole bodies were shrunk into a ball. They felt like even the lung leaves were coughing, making hoarse sounds.

"You guys tell me!"

When Zhao Fan saw their cowardly appearance, he was too lazy to scare them anymore, so he stopped and said lightly.

"It was Pan Danming, he asked us to come. It was this man, and this gentleman beat his son, let us, let us..."

These people had been scared by Zhao Fan for a long time, so they dared not hide anything. They trembled and told them all about the incident.

Pan Jian is Pan Danming's only son. He is afraid of falling off when he holds it, and is afraid of melting when he holds it. He is afraid of blowing it away even if the wind is strong. When he sees his precious son being beaten into such a miserable appearance, he instantly leaves.

Relying on his relationship with Yuan Weihua, even if Zhao Fan was arrested in the police station, he had no intention of letting him go. He was bold and arrogant and actually chose to arrange for someone to kill in the police station.

Yuan Weihua had long colluded with him, and he was familiar with this kind of thing. After a simple communication, he sent these six people to the detention room. Then, Yuan Weihua, who could not do anything to Zhao Fan, couldn't wait to send him in.

He forced Zhao Fan to confess the things he arranged, and failed to escape the crimes of Zheng Yunsong and his son, so he became interested in killing him.

He believed that as long as Zhao Fan died and then put pressure on some other witnesses, even if the Zheng family father and son could not completely separate their relationship, at least they would be sentenced to many years because of the lack of key witnesses.

The one who killed people was Pan Danming. He was at most responsible for one crime of dereliction of duty. Why not do it?

But they didn't expect that this time they kicked the iron plate.

Zhao Fan originally wanted to collect some experience points, but he didn't expect that these guys would press him to cover the soaked paper on his face.

If you cannot collect the experience value, these people will naturally be in trouble.

With Zhao Fan's ability, it's not too easy to deal with these people.

Especially with a try attitude, Zhao Fan took the handcuffs and shackles into the system backpack in the blink of an eye, and these people seemed to have seen a ghost and their momentum disappeared.

"Yuan Weihua, what else do you have to say?"

Seeing Director Wu's dark face, Kong Pengsong, as Yuan Weihua's direct leader, felt his scalp numb. He looked at Yuan Weihua with a dark face and roared with a roar.

"What can I say? I can only say that I have no idea about Mount Tai and offended the big man when performing my duties."

"They have a deep relationship and have invited so many big names. What else can I do besides being slaughtered?"

"Until now, I don't know what reason you have arrested me?"

"Did I do something wrong? This man was fighting in public on Xianfu Road. Shouldn't I catch him?"

"Now, with the red-mouthed and white-haired nonsense, has Director Kong convicted me? If so, all of us who are police officers can go to jail tomorrow."

"Who hasn't been caught by the police? I've long hated us, of course I'm catching and biting whoever I'm catching."

"Besides, these people have been beaten like this. Can't you see it? Although I am a policeman, I don't have such a strong will after being beaten like this. I guess I will say whatever others ask me to say."

Yuan Weihua is a policeman who has been in the industry for many years. His psychological quality is not comparable to that of ordinary people. Although he was so scared that he trembled all over when he saw so many big people appearing, his heart was completely settled from the moment he saw Zhao Fan still alive.

He understood the situation in front of him very well, and knew that if he did not clear his relationship at this time, he would probably have no chance in the future.

At this critical moment, he showed an extraordinary calmness.

There was a smirk on his face, and he didn't know how much grievance he had suffered. The words he spoke were very clear and could not find any flaws.
Chapter completed!