Thriller Paradise Chapter 971: Civil servants
Time goes back a little bit, let us first review what happened before Meng Jing Chan contacted Feng Bujue...
When Brother Chan called Guixiao’s house, it was about 11:20, and Guixiao’s mother happened to be at home; after the two exchanges, they found that Guixiao had left the company since 7:00 in the morning, but it hasn’t been there yet. When I went home, I never called home.
If it were on other days, they might not think too much.
Guixiao is also seventeen years old after all. Besides, he is a boy again. Generally speaking, he doesn't think about kidnapping. Even his family guessed... This kid probably lost his phone and ran to report the crime by himself.
However, this day is not an ordinary day...but a key game day.
Mengjing Zen... can faintly feel something wrong from this matter.
Everyone can see from Brother Zen’s hot nature to drink hot and the mantra of "don’t look at me now, how I used to be", you can see that this is a young man with social experience...
In order to be on the safe side, he specially went to the senior management of Order Studio and reported the matter...
The star player, the words are a bit weighty, besides... his suspicions are indeed reasonable.
The leadership of the order also quickly realized the seriousness of the situation, and this uneasy atmosphere gradually fermented over time...
As of two o'clock in the afternoon, Guixiao was still out of touch. At this time, his family naturally found that the situation was different, and suddenly became more anxious than anyone else.
So they reported the crime.
Brother Chan is not only Guixiao's colleague, but also one of the last people to have contact with him, and their personal relationship is not bad.
Therefore, Meng Jing Chan took the initiative to come to the Public Security Bureau to assist in the investigation.
Unfortunately, things are not going as smoothly as expected...
It’s not that...you report the case to the Public Security Bureau, and a whole team of police will immediately pounce on your case to collect evidence and investigate, and solve the case quickly within a few hours.
Only cases of robbery and homicide involving serious violence will receive this treatment.
And the general case of infringement of property (especially the amount of money is not too large), and this kind of disappearance (non-children, men, missing within a day), let's talk about two things.
Do you know how many small property infringement cases occur every...no...every day? Some victims did not even report the crime. Because they also know that even if they report the crime, they won’t be able to find them.
And the missing persons every year...Let's put it this way...The number of people lost every year in our country may be as many as the number of lost mobile phones.
In short...this kind of case, when reporting a case, basically make a record and register it. Then... wait.
How long to wait, maybe...
Of course, the investigative work will still be carried out normally, even if there are not many manpower, the efficiency is not high. what? You want them to set up a task force for you. Send two teams to show you the video, go field work, and analyze the case in turn? That’s okay...you know the director probably, but you can’t help the director...
As mentioned earlier, Ma Junxiao’s parents are both working-class people. To put it more simplistically-ordinary people. There is no right to speak, and no privileges. And he himself is not a big man, you have to say that he is a public figure... the title of "star player", in the eyes of the public security department, belongs to the same rank as the second and third line actors.
To sum up, the progress of the investigation is quite anxious. There is still a 20-minute line to report the case; there is only one police officer in charge of receiving the line, waiting for Guixiao’s parents and Brother Chan to review the situation. Explained. It was almost half past three, and the police were about to call for street surveillance near the orderly office building.
Seeing this, Brother Zen can't do anything. Let's walk around.... So he contacted the company's executives again, and there was nothing to say about it. Isn't it just a relationship? Don't worry, the relationship...we have. Come out and mix, go up to the giants and wealthy, go down to the local ruffians, and get to the top of the industry. There must be personal connections...that is, the so-called "relationship." The significance of Gui Xiao to the competition is self-evident, which has directly related to the interests of the studio. Even if he is regarded as an "asset", it is worthwhile to use the relationship.
Result. Within ten minutes after Meng Jing Chan finished the call, the task force... walked up.
These days, as long as you have someone in charge, everything is easy to handle. Understaffed, right? Let the police officers who are resting at home work overtime, why is it that they are on call 24 hours a day? Serving the people.
After four o'clock, the investigation process progressed rapidly. The bureau sent seven or eight people to sit there to watch the surveillance, and the route before the disappearance was quickly detected; five police cars were dispatched from the field service to interrogate witnesses along Guixiao's get off work route.
With the two-pronged approach, the police quickly delineated the approximate time of the disappearance, and locked a white van and three suspects. It was basically confirmed that it was a kidnapping incident.
However... just when Brother Zen was a little relieved, and wanted to hide in the toilet cubicle to **** and smoke a cigarette... something that made him shudder happened.
This is a coincidence...
Brother Zen is a person who likes to squat to do things, and the toilet he went to was filled with toilets, so this guy squatted on the edge of the toilet very unscrupulously.
As soon as he squatted firmly on his front foot and was about to light a cigarette, he heard a sound outside the cubicle on his back foot, as if someone had walked into the toilet.
When this person walked in, he was already talking with his cell phone. He lowered his voice and said, "Why are you calling now? I'm in the bureau...it’s not easy to speak..." he said, I walked in and locked the toilet door from the inside without thinking about it.
After locking the door, he walked a few steps sideways again, peeping from the bottom one by one to see if anyone was in each compartment...
It may be because of a guilty conscience. This person instinctively uses one hand to hold the phone and the other hand to cover the mouth to block the sound, which makes him unable to turn the doorknob of the cubicle... Do not turn the handle, just open Can't open the compartment door...Can't open the compartment door, so he will look from underneath...
And Brother Zen... is squatting on the toilet, and you can't see his feet from the outside.
Meng Jing Chan started to eavesdrop so smoothly...
"Okay...there is no one nearby, you can tell..." After the man checked, he stood by the sink and raised his voice slightly.
Meng Jing Chan heard the first two words of this guy, and thought that this man had received a call from Xiao San.
But... After 30 seconds of listening, Brother Chan was shocked.
The man standing outside the cubicle was named Zheng, the deputy director of this branch, and the unknown person who called him... was instructing him to delay the investigation on the phone.
Judging from the tone of Deputy Director Zheng. He has either accepted bribes from others or has a handle in their hands...In short, he should be prepared to do so.
Anyway, the delay in investigating this matter is not difficult to implement, and the risks after implementation are...not big. Because this kind of behavior is difficult to define after the fact...what do you mean by procrastination? Procrastination can also be said to be cautious. Excessive caution leads to delays in time. Can it be called procrastination? Even if it does lead to any bad consequences in the end, what evidence do you have that this "delay" was deliberate?
About two minutes later, Deputy Director Zheng finished the call.
And the Zen brother in the compartment...Half off his pants, stepping on the edge of the toilet, squatting, holding a cigarette in one hand, and a lighter in the other... Keeping this posture, I dare not make a sound .
Don’t say it’s a cigarette addiction, he’s got all his feces addiction back...
After Deputy Director Zheng hung up the phone, he washed his hands in front of the sink by the way. Looked in the mirror, then he turned around...
"Hmm..." It may be due to years of experience in criminal investigation work, or it may be a suspicious nature. He suddenly thought of going to open all the compartment doors and confirm again...
Click--
Soon, he opened the door of the compartment next to Brother Chan and glanced inside.
No one...
Then, the sound of his footsteps came to the door of the compartment in front of Brother Chan...
At that moment, Meng Jing Zen's heart was hanging in his throat, and the only way he could think of was...pretend to be a deaf and mute person, and flicker over it temporarily...
Pong Pong Pong——
Just when Deputy Director Zheng was about to open the second door. The door to the toilet was knocked.
"Hey! Who is inside! Open the door!" A man's voice came from outside, "Who closed the toilet door? Open the door!"
Listening to his tone, he seems to be very anxious...
Deputy Chief Zheng heard the sound, curled his lips, walked over there quickly, and opened the toilet door.
"Get out, get out..." The person who came in was not a policeman, nor did he know the deputy chief in front of him. The eldest brother unceremoniously pushed away Deputy Zheng, rushed to the first cubicle and ran away. When he closed the cubicle door, he cursed, "The public toilet is still locked! Fuck you! "
Next. There was thunder and fire in the compartment, and there was a smell that made people worse than death.
"Ah--" A few seconds later, the dear man yelled comfortably.
His **** is not exhausted, Deputy Director Zheng has already ran away from this toilet with his nose covered...
And dreaming of meditation. Also with the help of this "Sanji Brother"... he escaped in a thrilling manner.
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Time back to now, the police station is waiting in the lobby.
Professional not aware of their arrival, nearly forty minutes have passed. During this period, Meng Jing Chan first told them about his previous experience and what he knew, and then brought Brother Jue and Xiao Tan to say hello to Gui Xiao’s parents, introducing them to be "Xiao Xiao’s friends." .
Next. Feng Bujue went to make a few phone calls alone...
By 6:20 in the afternoon, a black Phaeton stopped at the door of the police station again, and a person walked out of the passenger seat.
This man is wearing a black suit, looks good, and looks serious.
When he walked by Xiaotan's silver Porsche, he glanced sideways and then moved on.
In a short while, he walked into the waiting hall, glanced away, and met Brother Jue and the others.
"Oh, Lord Bao, here you are." Feng Bujue smiled and stepped forward and greeted the secret agent of Jiu Ke.
"I said..." Bao Qing was not polite to him, and just replied, "Is the Porsche at the door sighing?"
"Yes." A small sigh replied immediately.
"You stopped at that place, do you know who is going to be ticketed?" It turned out that Bao Qing was struggling with this matter.
"Uh...I felt Gothic told me to stop there..." Xiao sighed back.
"Don't worry, Old Bao." Feng Bujue smiled, "The more the car is ditched, the more it stops in front of the law enforcement agency, the more no one dares to post it."
"Although your relationship with law enforcement agencies has been tense, is it really okay for you to stand in a black house like this in someone's office building..." Bao Qingxu murmured.
"Hehe...then let's do a social experiment when we have time to see who will post it." Feng Bujue shrugged, "I tell you...who dares to post, who is the pillar of society."
"Yes..." Bao Qing didn't talk nonsense with him, waved his hand, "Let’s do business first."
To make a long story short, after a few people chatted briefly, Feng Bujue introduced Bao Qing and Brother Chan to meet, and then Bao Qing showed his ID to a police officer...
Five minutes later, the four of them were sitting in the director's office...
After entering the house, Bao Qing just greeted the director and showed his ID again, and then... handed over a cell phone.
After the chief took the phone, he walked into the next room.
At this moment, Meng Jing Chan has basically fallen into a state of short-circuiting his brain, and his eyes can no longer calm down when he sees Feng Bujue.
"This... Brother Bao." Brother Chan asked curiously, "I don't know where you are?"
"Civil servant." Bao Qing only answered three words.
"Uh..." For the answer that said it was equivalent to not saying, Brother Chan naturally wanted to ask, "Specifically..."
"Civil servant." With a smile on his face, Bao Qing looked at Meng Jing Chan, and repeated these three words with emphasis.
With the cleverness of Brother Chan, when I heard this, I understood...no more questions.
"Speaking...who is on the phone?" Feng Bujue turned to look at Bao Qing and asked.
"On the other end of the phone, there is a person who has the power to decide many things." Bao Qing replied, "And that person who has the power to decide many things just talked to a'you and my acquaintance' ten minutes ago. Pass the day."
"Oh..." Feng Bujue said~IndoMTL.com~ So he is here to chat with the director now..."
"It seems that they have finished talking." When Bao Qing answered this, the secretary just pushed back from the next room.
"Sir." The director walked to Bao Qing with a serious face, "Next...what are your plans?"
Bao Qing didn’t reply, Feng Bujue, who was sitting on the sofa with Erlang’s legs upright by the side, rushed: "Pack all the investigation data so far and upload them to the computer here. Go to the interrogation room to stand by..." He finished quickly, and added, "Oh, yes, don't forget to confiscate his mobile phone as soon as possible."
"Hey...It's too arrogant..." Seeing this, Meng Jing Zen looked at Brother Jue with amazement, and said in his heart.
But the secretary didn't respond much, and after listening, he just looked at Bao Qing again in silence.
"Hey..." Master Bao sighed and said to Mr. Director, "Just do what he said..." (To be continued.)
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