Chapter 442 Congratulations to Mr. Lin
“The world is in chaos, and it’s not surprising that local snakes are so rampant.” Shu Ning said coldly: “Find a phone booth, I’ll call home right now and ask my dad to call the local police station. Let’s see who is more powerful, their local snakes, or me, the dragon crossing the river!”
Lin Zhijian was helpless.
In front of this eldest lady, he could only obey her.
The next morning.
Local police station.
Director Song strode to the morning meeting hall. Under the attention of everyone, he said solemnly: "Who handled the case in Hexing Building yesterday?"
Zhou Yuan felt suddenly in his heart. With a click, he weakly raised his right hand: "Director, I did it!"
"Did you ask President Shu's precious daughter to apologize?" Director Song asked with a cold look in his eyes.
Zhou Yuan's breath was stagnant and he said slowly: "Director, which President Shu are you talking about?"
"Of course it's President Shu from the provincial bank. Could it be that his surname is Shu and he's called the president?" Director Song said sternly: "How can you handle this case without even knowing the other party's identity information!"
Zhou Zhouyuan lost his temper after being scolded and said in a low voice: "I never thought a newspaper reporter could have such a relationship!"
"Confused!" Director Song shouted. Said: "Do you think it is easy to get a business license for a newspaper in the current world? Or do you think it is just a newspaper and you can handle it on your own?"
Zhou Yuan was scolded as a dog. With his head covered in blood, he had no choice but to say: "Director, the person who had the dispute with Miss Shu is our local Fuxi Hall."
Director Song: "..."
The cliché plot of officials being stupid and contemptuous of practitioners does not exist at all in "Zombie Taoist 2".
Looking at the entire Gantian Town, Mao Xiaofang enjoys a certain reputation among officials, gentry, and traffickers.
To put it more bluntly, people like Director Song know that Mao Xiaofang is really capable!
"As far as I know, Taoist Master Mao has a kind-hearted character, is upright, and has a broad mind. He should not care about a prostitute." Director Song murmured.
Zhou Zhouyuan hated Miss Na Shu so much that he inadvertently applied eye drops: "Master Mao is indeed a good person, but a good person is not a clay figure and has no anger at all. Director, you have never been targeted by Miss Na Shu. I can't understand how mean the other party is. It seems that Master Mao was so humiliated by her that the dispute started."
Director Song pondered for a moment and said: "There is one more thing. The newspaper office run by Miss Shu was burned down last night. Zhou Yuan, I will leave this matter to you to investigate. By the way, I will give Miss Shu an apology for your rudeness yesterday." Apologize."
Zhou Yuan: "..."
Niang Xipi.
It’s so damn cool to be powerful, and you can force the sufferer to apologize if you make a mistake.
As a sufferer, the environment around you is like a layer of shackles. Your direct leadership makes you suffer, so what can you do?
Can you ever take off your hat?
What a joke, only being alone can you be so free and easy!
Mid noon.
Shu Ning strode into the police station with his little follower, and asked a police officer: "Hello, I'm looking for Director Song. How should I go?"
The police officer was startled for a moment, then immediately put down the copy in his hand, stood up and said, "I'll take you there, madam."
After a while, the two were invited into an office. Director Song sat at the desk and asked, "Miss Shu, do you want to know the progress of the case?"
"Yes."
Shu Ning nodded and said: "Arson and murder with the intention of killing people, what a shocking thing this is. "Director Song, I suggest that this case must be dealt with seriously and dealt with strictly, so as to deter the criminals."
Director Song did not answer and said to the police officer who followed: "Go ahead." Sanyuan called me over."
"Yes, Director." The policeman saluted and strode away.
"Report."
In a blink of an eye, Zhou Yuan, dressed in a black police uniform, came to the door, stood in front of the room, saluted, and said loudly.
"Come in."
Director Song called him in and asked directly: "How is the investigation of the newspaper arson case going?"
Zhou Yuan: "The incident happened too late. Almost all the surrounding residents were asleep, and no witnesses were found. Moreover, the fire was too fierce and fierce, and there were no traces of alcohol, alcohol or even oil and water igniting it. I suspected that it was a ghost. Trouble.”
"What ghosts are talking nonsense."
Shu Ning's face turned green and he scolded: "When handling cases, we must be scientific and legal, not superstitious. How can there be any ghosts in the world? Take all cases where the ability is incompetent. All shirk It's easy for you police to commit crimes for ghosts."
Zhou Yuan was choked with anger, but he was concerned about the other party's identity and the director was watching here, so he held his breath tightly. Mouth, without saying a word.
Director Song coughed dryly and said: "Miss Shu is here just now. Sanyuan, please take her to take notes and see if you can find any clues."
"No need. What are you taking notes on? I know who did it," Shu Ning said decisively.
"Who do you think did it?" Director Song didn't say anything, so Zhou Yuan could only ask bravely.
“It must be Fu Xi Tang!” Shu Ning said: “So far, I have offended their family, so they must want to kill me.”
“Yes. Evidence?" Zhou Yuan said.
"Shouldn't the evidence be investigated by your police? What evidence do you and I want?"
Shu Ning asked matter-of-factly.
Zhou Yuanqi's teeth hurt, and he sighed silently: What kind of bad luck is this, that he fell into the hands of such a thing!
......
Shu Ning and Lin Zhijian waited in the police station from day to night. Their patience was exhausted, but they never got an answer.
Officer Zhou, who was responsible for supervising the case, did not come back until his shift ended in the evening, and could not be found at all.
Shu Ning understood. She was facing a tough situation. Even her father's pressure could not make the police station treat her seriously. Otherwise, they would not and would not dare to leave her here and treat her coldly. "Ajian, let's go."
Standing up from the chair in the lounge, she reached out and patted Lin Zhijian on the shoulder.
"Where to go?" The groggy Lin Zhijian blinked hard as if he had just woken up from a dream.
“Let’s find a place to live first.” Shu Ning sighed slightly, then cheered up again: “We must be prepared for a protracted war!”
Lin Zhijian: “… …”
He suddenly discovered that the goddess was not as good as he thought. At least he was quite helpless in terms of being pampered and acting wantonly...
“Fellow, have you seen this child?”
“Boss, have you seen this child? ”
Evening.
The duo from the newspaper office were eating in a restaurant when they suddenly saw an aunt walking into the lobby holding a black and white photo. She ignored the blank stares of countless people and asked everyone she met, with a pleading look on her face.
After staring at the aunt for a long time, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in Shu Ning's heart. He turned around and patted Lin Zhijian's arm, saying happily: "Ajian, I thought of a way..."
At the same time.
Inside Fuxi Hall.
After dinner, Mao Xiaofang suddenly called Qin Yao: "Is Taoist Qin free later?"
"You are free, what's the matter?"
"Then come with me. I have something to ask you." Mao Xiaofang stood up and said.
"Junior brother, do you need my help?" Lei Gang slowly stood up.
"No need, senior brother, it's a private matter." Mao Xiaofang shook his head and declined politely.
Not long after, the two of them walked out of Fuxi Hall one after another, and gradually came to the empty western suburbs.
Being in the wilderness, watching the stars and rivers shining, a refreshing feeling suddenly came to my mind...
"Taoist Master Qin, my senior brother was there before, but I never found a chance to say that I sealed the giant corpse in Cixi's tomb. What do you think we should do with it?" Mao Xiaofang suddenly asked as they walked.
Qin Yao: "Let's keep it sealed like this. I promised Cixi to spare her life, so I can't break my promise."
Mao Xiaofang nodded and said, "But if one day, she will If she comes out to cause trouble, I will still kill her."
Qin Yao Shi. Laughing: "Isn't this the right thing to do? I promised to spare her life, and you didn't promise her anything."
Mao Xiaofang breathed a sigh of relief, and then he didn't know which muscle was wrong. Asked: "Taoist Master Qin, what do you think of my senior brother?"
Qin Yao's smile paused slightly and said: "He has a deep mind and is not a good person. If you leave him in Fuxi Hall, disaster will happen sooner or later."
Mao Xiaofang: "..."
In fact, he He doesn't want to keep Lei Gang, but Fuxi Hall is the other person's home after all. He can't drive him out of his own home, right?
It can only be said that it is another confusing account that cannot be settled.
Thousands of miles away.
Renjia Town.
In Yizhuang.
A bank supervisory envoy stepped into the main hall under the guidance of a Maoshan Taoist priest. He saluted Uncle Jiu, whom he had met once before, and said, "Meet Mr. Lin."
"Envoy That's polite." Uncle Jiu stood in front of the main seat and returned the greeting.
The Banking Regulatory Messenger chuckled, put down his arm and said: "Congratulations to Mr. Lin for being promoted to one level. It takes two years to get promoted to one level. Although this speed is not the fastest in my memory, it is enough to surpass more than 90% of officials. ”
Uncle Jiu was stunned: "I have been promoted again?"
"Yes, you have been promoted again." The bank supervisor smiled.
Uncle Jiu was pleased and helpless at the same time: "What the hell is this!"
The bank supervisor laughed and said, "Just don't let the other party down."
Uncle Jiu exhaled Angry, he suddenly asked: "Messenger, I want to ask you something. Since others can improve my rank for me without telling me, then I can transfer my virtue to the other person without telling them." ”
His promotion was almost arranged by his third son, which made him feel somewhat indebted.
After all, he didn't know the existence of the filial piety system, but he always felt that Qin Yao's contribution to him far exceeded what he gave to him.
Thinking about it carefully, except for bringing him into Maoshan and giving him a good platform and some magical powers, I didn't seem to have done anything for him.
But the other party rewarded me again and again...
For Uncle Jiu, who loves face and wants to be strong all his life, he really feels that he deserves it.
"Yes, as long as you know the serial number of the other party's account." The banking supervisory messenger smiled.
Uncle Jiu's eyes brightened slightly and he said, "Can we find his account serial number in our system?"
"This depends on the permissions."
< br>The envoy from the Banking Regulatory Commission said: "After you return to the Yamen, you can ask your boss about this to see if he is willing to help..."
(End of Chapter)