Naturally, Cao Jianjun couldn't believe what he said, so he then asked several on-site waiters, compared with the surveillance cameras, and finally confirmed that what he said was the truth.
After this set of procedures, it was already dark, and I and several colleagues were so busy that I didn't even eat dinner. Now that I have the results, I can finally give an explanation to Qi's family.
Because the family was still waiting at the police station, otherwise they wouldn't be so anxious. There was nothing to eat in the cafeteria at this time, so Cao Jianjun ordered some dumplings.
Zheng Sen was hungry early after a long day of work. At this age, he was also old enough to eat. He hurriedly opened the lunch box and put four dumplings in one mouthful.
As he chewed, he uttered unclearly: "Brother Cao, have you become rich recently? Why are you so generous today?"
"I can't stop you from eating. You've been working with me all day. Your brother and I can still afford a hundred and eighty yuan dumplings!"
Of course, don't listen to Cao Jianjun's words. This is now, because the investment side has seen some profits, so he dares to spend like this.
If it were before (the original person), he would definitely be reluctant to part with it. Although the salary and various bonuses for himself and his wife Zhou Hui averaged more than 20,000 yuan per month.
But there are also a lot of various expenses. In line with the principle that no matter how hard it is, the children can’t suffer, her daughter’s various interest classes every week, plus the mortgage and car loan for the family’s daily expenses, that is, Zhou Hui is good at running the family and can save money in these years. Make a deposit of more than 200,000.
While everyone was chatting, Wang Shouyi, who was on duty at night, came over, holding a plastic bag with several packing boxes in his hand.
He grinned, still speaking in the familiar Pingling Mandarin: "Hey Jianjun, your food is pretty good, and there are even dumplings!"
"Director, Brother Cao bought these~"
"Master, you haven't eaten yet, right? Let's have some together!" After saying that, Cao Jianjun quickly got up and got out of the way, pulled up a chair and sat next to him.
Although Wang Shouyi sat down here, he did not take the chopsticks and put the things he brought on the table.
"As you get older, you have to eat less at night. Thank you for your hard work today. I personally paid for an extra dish, pork head from the deli next to ours!"
"Thank you, Director~" Everyone laughed.
Here, Hu Sen was very fond of meat, so he quickly took the box out of the bag, opened the lid and took a pair of chopsticks.
Cao Jianjun knew that when the director came, he definitely didn't just come to deliver food.
So he picked up a bottle of mineral water from the ground and handed it over: "Master, drink water!"
"Everything has been investigated here. All the evidence now indicates that the death of Mr. Qi has no direct relationship with the hotel owner Zhao Yong. What he said is not enough to be considered as insult and slander!"
"Can the Qi family accept this statement? I think they are still waiting in the lounge!" After speaking, Wang Shou opened the mineral water and took a sip.
Cao Jianjun replied while eating dumplings: "Then we can't let them go!"
"We are a police station. Even if they want to cause trouble, they have to weigh their own score. Sometimes it is not just to make trouble, but everything must be based on evidence!"
"Well, it's up to you. This matter must be resolved as soon as possible!" After Wang Shou said this, he fell into an old habit and stood up with his teeth grinning.
He is now more and more satisfied with this apprentice. During this period of time, he is no longer as impetuous as before.
Thinking of this, she patted him on the shoulder and whispered in his ear: "Jianjun, Director Song called me just now, saying that he saw your remarks in the afternoon on the Internet, and even praised you!"
"I took a look at it just now, and what I said is reasonable and well-founded, but don't be proud and keep up the good work in the future!"
Cao Jianjun just smiled at this, but said with a concerned look: "Master, your back injury is getting more and more serious now!"
"I know an old Chinese medicine doctor. I will take you to see him during the next break. You must pay attention to it, otherwise it will become more serious the longer it goes on!"
"There's nothing I can do. I'm getting older, so I'll just stick to it for two more years, and wait until I'm old enough to retire and have a good rest. I've been to the hospital before, and the doctor said I have to rely on support!"
Wang Shouyi was naturally very grateful for his apprentice's concern. He didn't even look at his small eyes, and his smile was now only a slit.
Then he turned to look at everyone: "You guys eat slowly, then go back to the nest first~"
"Director, walk slowly!"
After eating the dumplings, he was resurrected with full health. Cao Jianjun took the folder and came to the lounge, where he saw everyone in the Qi family eating dumplings.
He directly stepped forward and asked with concern: "What's the matter? Are the dumplings enough to eat? There are not enough dumplings left outside!"
"That's enough, that's enough, thank you, comrade police!" Sister Qi, who was sitting on the chair, thanked her repeatedly.
Cao Jianjun also pulled up a chair and sat down, smiling and saying, "You guys eat, and I'll keep the story short!"
"Although I am very sympathetic, I am very sorry. After our detailed investigation, we found that the old man's death was not directly related to the hotel owner!"
After all, the Qi family who were eating dumplings didn't want to do this. Sister Qi burst into tears as soon as she said it, dropped her chopsticks and sat down on the ground.
He cried: "Is there any more royal law? Dad, please open your eyes and see. My daughter is unfilial and I have no ability to avenge you. If you are alive in heaven, take me away with you!"
"Why do you say it doesn't matter? My dad was killed by that black-hearted businessman. You must have taken money from him, otherwise you wouldn't have spoken to him like this!" The third son of the Qi family stood up and said angrily.
"Pa!" Cao Jianjun heard this and slapped the table hard.
He stood up and glared: "This is the police station, you must be responsible for what you say!
"You are monitored at every location in the institute. If there is evidence that I have accepted bribes, you can complain at any time. If not, it is slander!"
"According to Article 246 of the Criminal Law, whoever openly insults others by violence or other methods or fabricates facts to slander others, if the circumstances are serious, shall be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not more than three years, criminal detention, public surveillance, or deprivation of political rights."
Sister Qi stopped crying when she saw this. She quickly stood up and scolded her younger brother: "Third brother, what are you doing? Look at where this place is. Are you stupid?"
"I..." Qi Laosan also woke up at this time, lowering his head and not daring to say anything. He was just a civilian, and he still had a natural fear of the police.
I dared to say that just now because my life has not been going well these past few years. I am still in my 30s and have accomplished nothing. I just divorced my wife last year and wanted to vent my frustration.
"I'm sorry, comrade policeman, my brother was just too sad, so he spoke without hesitation. I hope you don't take it too seriously!"
Sister Qi is usually in charge of the Lao Qi family. In fact, she has the same idea. Her father's affairs should not have much to do with the restaurant owner.
After all, they are still poor. They just want to see if they can get some money by making a fuss. After all, the three brothers and sisters have not been happy with their lives these years.
I won't mention it for my brother. He and his sister are divorced and the other is widowed. It feels aggrieved to talk about it, otherwise he wouldn't have asked his 72-year-old father to have breakfast by himself.
Cao Jianjun here felt a little less angry when he heard what she said.
He tried to persuade him: "The old man has passed away, and you feel uncomfortable too. I understand this. Don't worry, I just pretended that I didn't hear you!"
"It's not easy to see you guys. To be honest, the best way to reconcile is to reconcile. Based on the existing evidence, even if it goes to court, the chance of winning the case is estimated to be very small!"
Later, seeing that their emotions had stabilized, someone brought the hotel owner Zhao Yong in.
The next step was relatively smooth. Both parties directly agreed to settle. Although the hotel had no responsibility, it was out of humanitarian concern and wanted to spend money to buy peace of mind. The boss Zhao Yong still paid 50,000 yuan for mental damages...
(PS, the author has no friends in this field and doesn’t know who to ask, so this is purely nonsense. Do you think it’s reasonable?)
(End of chapter)
