In the interrogation room, Deputy Director Zhang was sitting across from Li Qiao, pretentiously flipping through the materials in his hand, and smiled unkindly, "Little girl, you are young, and you have a good temper, do you know I am? Who?"
Li Qiao lowered her head and touched her nails, and asked casually, "Who are you, does it matter?"
Deputy Bureau Zhang was immediately unhappy. He had dealt with the case for many years and hadn't seen anything hard. If the yellow-haired girl in front of him had not looked at her, he would have been forced to confess.
"Oh, you are very courageous. You are not afraid of this bureau if you enter the bureau without repentance..."
The threats were still on the lips, and the door of the interrogation room was suddenly pushed open vigorously from the outside.
Deputy Bureau Zhang trembled all over, and yelled without seeing it, "Who? Don't you know how to knock on the door?"
Just finished speaking, two backlit figures at the door have strode in.
Deputy Bureau Zhang concentrated his eyes and couldn't help but breathe in a cold breath, "Old Fei, why are you...returning?"
Fei Zhihong snatched the folder in his hand and gritted his teeth and said, "If I don't come back, are you still planning to continue to dominate the police station?"
Deputy Bureau Zhang chuckled and said: "You can't talk nonsense. Old Fei, I did this for a reason..."
"Zhang Leshan, you fucking ask for a blessing!" Fei Zhihong took the folder and patted him on the shoulder, pitying and sarcastically mocking.
Immediately, his expression relaxed a little, and then he leaned over to look at Li Qiao, his tone apologetic: "Qiao Qiao, is it okay? Godfather is late, making you wronged."
Flowing cloud: "?"
Zhang Leshan, Deputy Bureau: "???"
Li Qiao lazily raised her eyes, looked at Fei Zhihong, and pulled her lips, "It's a bit late, I almost thought you were retired."
Fei Zhihong supported her shoulders, pulled the person up from the interrogation chair, and walked out the door under the guise of her.
At the door, he turned around to look at the panicked Deputy Bureau Zhang, "Zhang Leshan, I will trouble you to explain to the Emperor Yan Huang, Mr. Yun, why we have forcibly detained Li Qiao."
Deputy Zhang's legs softened and he was able to hold on to the interrogation table. What did he hear just now?
Emperor Yan? President Yun?
Among the four of wind, moon, cloud, and rain... Is it Mr. Yun?
Deputy Bureau Zhang has never been afraid of anything in his life, relying on his backing, bullying and fearing hardship has long become a habit in his bones.
At this time, he stared blankly at the awe-inspiring Liuyun, and when he was flustered, he began to pick up his phone, intending to find a life-saving straw.
"Sao Qiu, I was killed by you!"
Qiu Huan, who had just returned to the company, looked at the screen and frowned, "Deputy Zhang? What do you say?"
Then, Deputy Bureau Zhang put out all his previous speculations and practices, and Qiu Huan was stupid.
When did his mother ask Zhang Leshan to target Li Qiao?
"Sao Qiu, you have to take care of me. If it wasn't for helping you, I wouldn't provoke Yanhuang's President Yun."
It can only be said that the deputy bureau Zhang is too stupid, and he always wants to give advice.
In this way, he asked Qiu Huan for help in front of Liuyun. Not only did he dug a grave for Qiu Huan, but he also completely lost his black hat.
A few minutes later, Li Qiao sat in the office of the director in a leisurely manner. He glanced at Fei Zhihong and said, "Today's matter, please help my godfather to keep it secret."
Fei Zhihong sat at the desk, looked up and down Li Qiao, and confirmed that she was safe and sound, then asked: "Secrecy is fine, but you can tell your godfather, what is going on?"
"It's a long story, I'll tell you later if I have a chance." Li Qiao said and looked out the door, "Why would Liuyun come with you?"