Rebirth of the Campus Special Forces

Jiang Shan looked at the arrogant and powerful captain calmly, and waved his hand casually: "It doesn't matter, you should understand the situation first. We can just wait together. However, comrade police, I have to make it clear first that I

The reason why this friend took action was because the other party stole the wallet first and committed the murder with a murder weapon. I hope you will understand these things clearly."

Because he has the ID of Zhong Nan's special operations team, Jiang Shan can completely take over this matter. However... Jiang Shan has no intention of revealing his identity as it can be solved with a little money and compensation for medical expenses at most.

As for why these police officers changed their attitudes so drastically, Jiang Shan had a rough guess, but...if Mr. Wei was brought up about such a big bullshit, it would really be an anti-aircraft cannon to swat the mosquitoes.

Without intending to alarm anyone, Jiang Shan calmly followed several policemen into the police station.

Because they had to take notes for Monk Huida, several police officers asked Jiang Shan for his opinion and politely arranged for Jiang Shan and others to sit in a conference room.

While Jiang Shan, Murong Yueyan and the other girls were chatting about Monk Huida's arrangements, in the interrogation room, the policemen who had come back from arresting Monk Huida were chatting with the great monk very politely.

The writing went very smoothly. The great monk received Jiang Shan's guidance. With a shake of his head, he determined that it was the pickpockets who first showed their daggers and stabbed him in the stomach before he took action.

The little man who was called to the side of the interrogation room and stood leaning against the door heard what Huida said and immediately shouted: "You are talking nonsense. You, a monk, not only eat meat and drink wine, but also lie. You...you are really

How shameless! You were the one who slapped us first, and slapped us one after another. If you hadn't made us angry, who would have wanted to fight you!"

"Shut up! Did I ask you?" The captain's face darkened and he immediately shouted.

"Fifth brother, what are you doing?"

"Who is your fifth brother? Be honest and don't get too close!" While scolding him, the captain frowned secretly. Why is this deputy station's cousin so blind? Isn't there something wrong with this? It's so obvious.

I can’t even see the problem!

"You... okay, you guys..." The short man raised his eyebrows, his neck turning red with anger.

When I was in the police car, I listened to the policemen talking about the car that was following behind. Judging from the situation, the car should belong to a high-ranking official in Kyoto...

With an indignant snort, the short man turned his face to the side.

"If there is nothing wrong with the transcript, you can also come and sign..." Seeing that the short man stopped talking, the captain felt relieved a little. As long as this case is suppressed and everything is safe, let this plague monk go.

Go out and you're done.

As for the few pickpockets who were beaten, just treat it as a lesson and avoid disaster.

"Sign? I won't sign! No matter who comes, even if the King of Heaven comes, I won't sign. You know clearly that this is not the case, but you still..."

"There's so much nonsense!" Lao Liang slammed the table, glared, and scolded.

Monk Huida, who was sitting on the chair, turned around and looked at the people curiously. It was nothing. It seemed that this short pickpocket was very afraid of these policemen.

While Monk Huida was shaking his big head and watching the excitement, the captain secretly winked at the people around him.

Pulling and pulling, the short man was dragged out of the interrogation room.

"I don't care... I don't care who it is, this time the matter can't be settled like this. If we don't send the monk in, at least we have to pay for our brother's medical expenses? Are we being beaten in vain?" The short man stood in the corridor.

Here, he pulled his neck and shouted in a rage.

Jiang Shan, who was sitting in the conference room, pricked up his ears and listened to the roar in the corridor, and sneered disdainfully. This pickpocket really had some connections in this police station, otherwise... ordinary pickpockets would probably be frightened and polite when they entered here, pretending to be polite.

How could my grandson roar so arrogantly?

Thinking of this, Jiang Shan smiled playfully and didn't take it to heart. Although this kind of thing is not common, it is not the first case. The country is so big and there must be many shady things like this.

These are not yours to worry about.

However... just as the short man angrily asked the policeman why, the door of the deputy director's office opened, and a bald man in his forties came out. A pair of shining eyes, a hooked nose, and it looked like

Like a vulture.

"What are you arguing about... this is your home? What are you yelling about? You are becoming more and more outrageous!" Feeling a little embarrassed, the deputy director clasped his hands behind his back and scolded the short man in a deep voice.

Seeing the deputy director come out, the short man immediately became weak, curled his lips, and lowered his head in silence.

"Isn't it just a case of fighting? What's the fuss about... When someone is beaten, aren't we the police? Can we still let the suspect who broke the law of beating someone get away with it?"

"Xiao Wu, how is the case? Have you finished the transcript?" the deputy director asked with his hands behind his back and his head raised in an imposing manner.

Hearing what the deputy director said, the policeman who followed him knew that there was going to be a misunderstanding.

"Director...this is done, just finished. This matter is actually quite tricky, and the situation on site is also..."

"Okay, this is not the first time we have dealt with a difficult case. As long as we respect the facts, don't let the attackers go unpunished, and respect the police uniforms we wear, that'll be fine! Are they being interrogated here? I'll go take a look.

!”

Without waiting for the policeman on the side to explain the situation, the deputy director entered the interrogation room with his hands behind his back.

A few minutes later, the interrogation room became unusually quiet. The deputy director, who looked gloomy, squinted at the policemen in front of him.

"Lao Liang, is this the case you are handling?"

"Director, we respect the facts in this case, and... we have also said hello to Director Nie. Didn't Director Nie tell you?"

Upon hearing that the captain actually used his immediate superior, the director, to suppress him, the deputy director's face became even more ugly.

Peng... slammed the table, his eyes widened: "No matter who it is, we must handle the case fairly and impartially. No one can affect the fairness of our case handling. I'm asking Director Nie for instructions. Who are you asking for instructions? Who do you serve?

It’s for the millions of people. You’re serving the country and the dignity of the law. You’re serving Director Nie alone? It’s outrageous..."

As he spoke, he turned his head sharply and pointed at the great monk: "This is how you treat a suspect who has injured someone. You don't need to make him tea or water? How good would it be if you gave him a massage..."

His face suddenly sank, and with a bang, the deputy police officer hammered the table with a gloomy look on his face: "Hold him up!"