Seeing Song Ziyu being so domineering, the security officer was a little scared.
"You... how dare you..." The security officer was a little embarrassed when he spoke.
"Mr. Ye, a good man doesn't suffer the consequences of his life." Song Ziyu advised.
These guys are a bit lawless, it will be bad luck if they continue to fight hard.
Seeing this, Mr. Ye finally shut up angrily.
Mr. Ye may have realized that it was meaningless to just appeal with his mouth.
Seeing Mr. Ye sit back in his seat, Song Ziyu let go of his hand.
"Old guy, I'm warning you one last time. If you dare to chirp again, I'll put you in the hospital today!" After the security officer gave a stern warning, he turned on the law enforcement recorder.
…
The public security bureau's black-and-white painted prevention and control vehicle started, dragging him and Ye Lao to the Laojie branch.
In the car, Song Ziyu finally noticed that the group of guys who beat up were not subject to coercive measures. On the contrary, he and Mr. Ye became suspects inexplicably.
It's a little ridiculous.
But at this moment, Song Ziyu still doesn't understand what's going on!
Soon, Song Ziyu and Mr. Ye were taken to the bureau, their mobile phones and change were confiscated, and then they were put directly into the interrogation room.
The interrogation room is a small dark room with only about a dozen square meters. There is a row of benches inside. On the benches lie several idle men who were imprisoned. When Song Ziyu and Mr. Ye came in, the idle men moved their bodies considerately. , leaving a place for the two of them to sit.
"This is the first time in my life that I have been to a place like this." Mr. Ye's nose was so angry that he was crooked.
"Hey, Mr. Ye, haven't you noticed that those guys who beat people and the security officers are obviously the same group..." Song Ziyu sighed and said.
"It's lawless! Is there still king's law? Is there still law?" Ye Lao said angrily.
Before Song Ziyu had time to speak, an idle man in his fifties lying next to him sighed and said: "Stop yelling, it's useless to yell here... I cried injustice like you when I came in, but what's the use? You will know after you have been locked up for a year and a half that it is useless to complain."
Song Ziyu looked at this unshaven idle man who was almost moldy all over and asked, "Uncle, how long have you been locked up here? It stinks."
The idle man counted the time and lamented: "It's been a year, right?"
"Playing the piano randomly! The maximum detention limit in the interrogation room is three months. How could you live here for a year?" Mr. Ye asked: "What did you commit?"
Hearing this, the idle man said in a resentful voice: "I am a northerner and a businessman. I came to the southern capital to discuss business. I was arrested and imprisoned for a year just because I argued with someone in a restaurant about whether to eat dumplings with soy sauce. Duo, who do you think I should talk to?"
"this……"
Hearing this, Ye Lao, who had experienced hundreds of battles on the battlefield and could be steady in any situation... was silent now.
"Have you never complained?" Mr. Ye held back his words for a long time before he said this.
The idle man burst out laughing when he heard this: "Complain? How come there is no complaint! I complained several times this year, but when I told them that I was arrested for eating dumplings without soy sauce, the people who came to investigate did not Don’t believe me.”
"The person handling your case should know about it, right?" Mr. Ye felt that something was really wrong.
The idle man murmured faintly: "Maybe the person who took care of me has forgotten me a long time ago, but it's not necessarily..."
After listening to Xianhan's words, Mr. Ye seemed to realize that his situation was not good.
Song Ziyu also realized that something was wrong.
The moment her cell phone was taken away, Song Ziyu knew that things were in trouble!
This is cutting off contact with the outside world.
"I don't know how Xiao Li is doing." Mr. Ye, who was sitting on the stool, sighed and said quietly.
…
Just when Song Ziyu and Ye Lao were squatting to catch lice, in the office of the Laojie Management Branch, a group of guys who wanted to be more aggressive than others were having a heated chat with the branch director.
"These two guys are the ones Brother Diao asked to deal with, so I'll help you!"
After the bald nose was bandaged, it was difficult to speak.
"You don't need to say anything. I've already called you. I know how to deal with it. Don't worry." Jiang Hong, the branch director, waved his hand and said, "Brothers, hurry up and get your injuries checked. Injuries like yours should be treated as such." You are seriously injured. When the case is settled, their family will have to pay a large sum of money for medicine and mental damage to compensate you."
The bald man smiled when he heard the words: "What Director Jiang said is absolutely true. When the time comes to actually implement it, your benefits will definitely be indispensable."
"Hehe, no problem. Just take some notes and go back. Those two people will stay with me and I will ensure that they will not live in peace for the next few months." Director Jiang had a very bad temper and directly patted his chest and said: "Your compensation is just a trivial matter. These guys are lawless and wantonly destroy the spiritual civilization construction of Nandu. They dare to take guns to the streets. Their nature is extremely bad. I must uphold justice this time and have to sentence these guys to ten years." No more!"
"Bureau Chiang is just, you can't even understand Bao Gong's trial!" The bald head was overjoyed.
"You guys go back, I'm going to sort out the materials and deal with them." Director Jiang held a cigarette in his hand and looked confident.
The bald man remembered something and couldn't help but ask: "Director Jiang, by the way, is the guy with a steel pipe on the back of his head okay?"
The bald man knew how ruthless his brothers were, so he asked anxiously.
After all, beating someone to death is not easy to deal with.
Pay attention to public opinion.
Hearing the bald head's question, Director Jiang said calmly: "Is something wrong? What can be the matter? It's just a minor injury at most. It's not a big deal. Just rest assured. Even if something really happened, the outside world won't know anything about it. , I have informed people to isolate all sources of information, you have to believe in our ability to do things!"
"But there seems to be a bit of a fuss today. Will there be any entanglement from reporters or something?" Baldhead asked again.
"Oh, you are really over-concerned. If any blind reporter dares to spy, I will directly ask Lianhuashan Psychiatric Hospital to issue a certificate and let him go to Longchang to enlightenment." Jiang Bureau smiled and said: "I have plenty of means to solve this problem. kind of thing."
Hearing this, Baldhead felt completely relieved.
"Then I'm leaving?" Bald Head said to Jiang Hong, "I'll have a drink later."
"Hurry up and get me the injury report. We need to hurry up on this matter." Director Jiang did not forget to warn.
"See you later."
The bald man left the Public Security Bureau with his men in a swagger.
Director Jiang took out a bottle of red wine from the drawer and poured himself a glass. Then he opened the newspaper delivered by the bald man and took a look at the bundles of banknotes inside. He thought to himself that Lao Diao was really generous this time. He was sincerely asking for it. Deal with the other party.
But even if Lao Diao doesn't give the money, he still has to do it, because there are people watching from above.
