Outright Favoritism Chapter 684: : The highest level diplomatic representative

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The lawyer was puzzled and left the police station full of doubts.

At noon, the deputy director returned from a meeting, and only after inquiring did he learn that Li Qiao was still in the detention room.

"She refuses to leave?"

The police officer handling the case nodded embarrassedly, "Ming's attorney is here in the morning. I listened to her, and it seemed to be... let Ming Lao come and invite her personally before he left."

The deputy director sneered, "Then let her wait."

Regardless of Ming Lao's position in Pama, even the Shang family head of the first noble family had to call his father-in-law when he saw Ming Lao.

The young girl is afraid that she doesn't know the cruelty of society.

In the independent emirate of Pama, I still dare to make times, and there will be times when she will cry in the future.

……

Two hours later, the old city district police station received an accountability call from the Emirates.

The deputy chief was originally sitting in the office and the old **** was drinking tea. There was a knock on the door outside. Before he could answer, the officer handling the case pushed the door anxiously to report, "Deputy Bureau, something has happened."

"What's the matter?"

The deputy chief saw the police officer panicking and put on an adjutant admonishment: "How many times have you said that, as a police officer, you must be calm and calm, and you can't..."

The police officer did not dare to delay, forcibly cut off his words, and hurriedly said: "The deputy bureau, something has happened. The Emirates just called and said that we have imprisoned high-ranking people in our friendly country and violated the diplomatic relations law. Someone has been sent to negotiate, let us prepare the materials and basis for detention."

The deputy director shook his hand, and hot tea was spilled on the police pants, "You, say, what, what?"

The House of Chiefs is the highest authority in Parma. Calling directly to be held accountable, you can imagine how serious the matter is.

The police officer handling the case was earth-colored, clutching the door handle tightly, "Deputy Bureau, it's true, the people from the Emirates and the friendly embassy will be here soon. What should I do, do you want to notify the chief?"

"The director can't be contacted on vacation, don't be stunned, go and investigate quickly, who is a high-level person from a friendly country among the suspects in custody, go quickly."

The deputy chief had no time to care about the tea stains on the police pants, so he put down the water glass and urged the police officers to adjust the files as soon as possible.

This is a big deal, and he won't tolerate a fluke.

High-ranking people from friendly countries, foreign relations law, embassy negotiations...

These words alone can crush him, let alone put them together and they are like a reminder.

Ten minutes later, three detention materials were placed on the table in the conference room.

The deputy director was sweating, wiped his face, turned over the information and looked at it, "Are you sure there are only three copies?"

Several police officers who handled the case stood opposite him and nodded apprehensively, "Deputy Bureau, the Chieftain did not say which friend country it is, but we have checked and only these three persons in custody are of foreign nationality. "

Looking at the detention materials and evidence, the deputy bureau relaxed a lot.

These three people are all eligible for detention. One is a U.S. drug trafficker, one is a British emperor who is provoking trouble, and the other is an Australian assaulting a police officer.

The deputy bureau wiped his sweat, put the information on the table, and breathed a sigh of relief, "They are all criminals. Even if the embassy comes, we have a legitimate reason to refuse to negotiate."

Hearing the sound, the officer handling the case exchanged his sights privately, still feeling uneasy.

If it is really an offender, how can the Chiefs have the face to be held accountable?

Except for these three people, there are indeed no other international friends.

……

As it approached noon, the deputy bureau had completely let go of his worries. He glanced at his watch from time to time, and seemed impatient to wait.

A few more minutes later, the auxiliary police came to report that the cars of the Emirates and the embassy had arrived.

The deputy chief tugged at the police uniform, looked at his police rank badge left and right, and walked calmly and confidently to the front of the police station to greet him.

"Speaker Ning, hello, hello, come here, welcome you if you miss far away."

The deputy director enthusiastically stepped forward and tried to shake hands with the other party. He was smiling, but he was shocked.

Unexpectedly, the Chief’s Mansion actually sent the Chief’s younger brother, Ning Yuanyang, who was the chairperson at the time.

At this time, the upright and solemn Ning Yuanyang just glanced at him perfunctorily, then opened his hand to the person next to him, and introduced: "This is the ambassador to the Burmese Embassy, ​​Mr. Sayben. ."

The deputy director was shocked twice.

This **** is the highest-level diplomatic representative of the embassy.

Ning Yuanyang ignored the shock of the deputy director and made an invitation gesture to Sayben, "Mr. Sa, please come inside."

Saibn’s eyes are piercing, and his orthodox black suit and white shirt reveals the etiquette and arrogance of a diplomatic envoy.

In the reception room, the deputy director ordered two cups of tea and handed out three more files. Standing at the corner of the table, he laughed and said, "Chairman Ning, the three friends from our police department who have been imprisoned today The information is here, you two...Look at it first."

Ning Yuanyang flipped it over, and Saiben also picked it up and looked at it.

In just a few seconds, Sayben's face became very ugly. The other party spoke fluent Pama, his tone was very blunt, "Speaker Ning, what does this mean?"

Ning Yuanyang raised his hand to signal for him to be safe and restless, turned his eyes to look at the deputy director, and knocked on the desk, "Are you sure there are only these three people?"

"That's right." The deputy director beat a drum in his heart, fearing that it would affect the diplomatic relations between the two countries, and subconsciously suggested: "How about...I will take the two of you to the detention room?"

Don't talk about high-ranking people in Myanmar. In the recent case, there are no Myanmar people. This Mr. Sayben must have made a mistake.

The more the deputy director thinks about it, the more resentful he feels. It is simply a crime he wants to inflict.

Ning Yuanyang turned his head and asked politely: "What do you think?"

Saiben pursed his lips and stood up for himself, "Yes."

In a blink of an eye, the deputy chief led them to the detention room.

He was still chattering on the way, "Speaker Ning, I am afraid this is a misunderstanding. The police department rarely detains Burmese people, and you have read the file, really not."

Ning Yuanyang looked ahead and gave him a mere glance, "Have you waited for Mr. Sayben to see it before you know."

The highest-level representative of the Embassy of Myanmar is not so easy to send.

What's more, this time to accompany him is the meaning of his elder brother Chief Ning Yuanhang.

Not long after they came near the detention room, each time Saibn walked past a detention room, his steps would pause.

Seeing that it came to an end and only the last room was left, the deputy director's heart finally fell, "Dr Ning, look at this..."

The Chief Mansion is so exciting, he also wants an explanation.

At this moment, in front of the railing of the last detention room, Sayybendon was in shape, and he only glanced at him with his legs close together, palms hanging to his sides, and he bowed over ninety degrees respectfully, sounding like a bell. , "I have seen Tan Sri."

Deputy Director: "???"

Dan what?

Ning Yuanyang's gaze was slightly surprised, walked over quickly, and asked in a low voice: "found it?"

Saiben didn't answer, but still kept a bowed posture.

Until Li Qiaoqing said indifferently in the detention room, "Uncle Sa, don't be so polite."