Urban Playboy

Officer Xiao Wen walked to Zhu Ying and spoke a few words with the appraisal result in her hand before handing it to her.

Zhu Ying looked at the results of the appraisal and raised the cow-eared sharp knife on the table to look at Zhu Dazhang: "Zhu Dazhang, this blade has marks on it like He Ye's finger too, and of course, there are also marks on the grasshopper's finger!"

He cleared his throat and raised his voice, "The grasshopper's fingerprints were left on the dagger after you picked it up, and you and He Ye's fingerprints were left on it when you stabbed it with a knife. To be honest, who stabbed the cockroach!"

Zhu Dazhang stood up and chuckled: "Beautiful Leader!"

Zhu Dazhang was asking for a beating, he actually called the interrogator the "beautiful leader" at the interrogation room.

As my heart sunk, Zhu Dazhang's words came out again: "I told you earlier that I was the one who stabbed the man, so it's not strange that there's He Ye's finger marks on the surface, because He Ye used this blade to cut watermelons for us all to eat, so don't you think so?!"

Stupid pig actually dragged me into this! I cursed in my heart: "You stupid pig who killed me, what are you trying to do with me?"

I had initially kept my silence, not wanting to speak, with the aim of not adding to the trouble for Zhu Ying; but since Zhu Dazhang had pulled me down into the water, I could no longer keep my silence.

The other reason why I couldn't remain silent was because I wanted to place the blame on He Ye.

If I can help Zhu Dazhang wash off the dirt on his body, He Ye will be punished; but the scheme of the little slut forcing me to go to the wealthy lady Feng Yun and On Hui's side to get 1 million yuan from her won't work.

The problem was that Chen Erpu had told me about He Ye's righteousness and how he had saved my life;

He Ye's act of saving Wei Liang had also happened to me before. She gave me 2000 yuan to help me treat my father. Even though I rejected He Ye's kind intentions, I was very certain of her character.

I struggled in my heart for a moment, then stood up and said: "Reporting to Director Zhu, the one poking is not He Ye, I was there at that time!"

As soon as I finished speaking, I saw that Zhu Ying's eyes were sparkling with tears. I didn't think too much about the tears in her eyes, but later on I knew that they were tears of joy.

The reason why Zhu Ying was happy was because she had proven that I could already recognize her.

Previously, although Zhu Ying judged that I would recognize her, she was not sure. However, when I stood up and called her Director Zhu, she truly believed that I knew that the officer sitting at the front desk was the volunteer Zhu Ying who once taught Tong Village.

Zhu Ying was excited for a moment, she turned her head to Zhu Dazhang and said: "Alright then! Since there's dirt on him, Zhu Dazhang is the first killer! "

When Zhu Ying said this and saw that I was still standing, she waved her hand to indicate for me to sit down. It seemed that I still wanted to say something, but I couldn't, so I sat back down.

Just as I sat down, I saw Captain Qin beside Zhu Ying's ear mumbling a few words, and Zhu Ying immediately stood up.

Zhu Ying stood up and walked towards the door of the meeting room. I looked over with my eyes wide open; then I saw a big sized man escorted by a woman walking in from outside.

Zhu Yin saw a woman walking in and politely shouted, "Secretary Zhang, it's so late and you're still in the police station!"

As soon as Zhu Yin finished her sentence, a greasy-faced man with a partial head said with a serious attitude, "Superintendent Zhu, Secretary You Lan heard that there was a security case on the Inda Road, so she came to see for herself!

When the small head mentioned the Secretary Youlan, a buzzing sound resounded in my head. I opened my eyes wide and thought to myself: Zhu Ying called this woman Secretary Zhang, and the small head called her Secretary Youlan. So she is the Secretary of the West District, Zhang You Lan? Zhang You Lan was promoted from the position of Secretary of Zhang Jia Village's branch office to that of Secretary of the District Committee! That is to say, a rural woman turned into the secretary of the district council at the county level.

As I was daydreaming, I suddenly saw a familiar figure; I could not help but call out in my heart, "Zhang Long!"

Zhang Long is the baldy who tried to scam me with Tianlun Entertainment Center of 5,000 yuan, I immediately determined that this guy was a gangster.

Zhang Long's surname was Zhang, Zhang Kai's surname was Zhang, Secretary Youlan's surname was also Zhang;

Was Youlan's secretary, Ye Chong, here to inspect the police station or to exonerate these hooligans?

A simple security case involving the secretary of the district committee would be much more complicated.

Seeing that the little girl had explained to her why Secretary Youlan was visiting at night, Zhu Ying laughed, "Secretary Wang, no need to introduce me, the unit in charge of night visits is Secretary Youlan which always acts with ferocity. Welcome, Secretary Youlan and Secretary Wang please sit in the front row!"

Secretary Youlan held Zhu Ying's hand tightly and laughed: "Recently, the whole city has been grabbing so much that they can rectify the public security. The district government attaches great importance to every minor security case that has occurred in the region!"

The Youlan Secretary then said with a laugh, "Director Zhu has been conducting an interrogation of the security case all night. When I heard about it, I was very touched, so I rushed here with Secretary Wang Tian!"

The Secretary Youlan did not lose her leadership attitude as she finished speaking. She seemed to have remembered something she was missing as she hurriedly turned around to look at Zhu Ying, "Oh, there's also Comrade Zhang Jia Zhuang's Village Chief Zhang Da Mang, the person in question's cousin, Mr. Zhang Long!"

Zhang Long is Mai Suier's cousin? This was truly like looking for a fish, a shrimp, a frog's home!

I thought to myself, When I look at the Secretary Youlan, I see that she is quite charming, with a curly head. She is about thirty years old, and wears a snow-white blouse; her lower body is dressed in a blue skirt with hundreds of folds; her breasts are plump, and her blouse is held high by a pair of plump breasts.

My heart skipped a beat as I thought to myself, "The secretary is quite pretty!"

The reason I used such a disdainful tone to ridicule Secretary Youlan was because I felt that she had come at the wrong time.

A secretary of the district council, who came to the police station in the middle of the night to care about matters of law and order; was he a leader or did he have other intentions?

Since the beginning of the nation's ferocious anti-corruption campaign, the people had been unconcerned about the moral and moral leaders who spoke so arrogantly but with a nest of ascarists in their bellies.

The leaders served the masses, but for a little while they became the masters of the people; they caused false mistakes to occur frequently, and one after the other they applied for state compensation.

Those with high positions in power, such as the vice kingdom, provincial, and ground level, were constantly being pulled off their horses. When these fellows were in power, they were overweeningly arrogant. How mighty were they when they were acting arrogantly? However, after being dug up one by one, they were the most disgusting of all the corrupt criminals. These worms were the main culprits that had destroyed our Great Wall.

A position like that of secretary of the district committee is at best the size of a sesame seed, so don't take yourself too seriously.

If he had ulterior motives, he would have been the first to stand up and oppose the development of the situation.

It was true that his father was a real farmer in the poor hills of the west and didn't have much ability; but his great-grandfather was also a hero of Japan, and had served in the Zhongtan and Pingguang battles as the head of the Eighth Route Army; he had only responded to the call of the state to return home to work as a farmer, causing his descendants to live in abject poverty.

Gu Zi wouldn't lie on his Great Grandfather's efforts, but he was also a descendant of the revolution. If Secretary Youlan dared to put pressure on Zhu Ying, Gu Zi wouldn't be afraid of her authority.