Very Secretary

  Very Secretary-Chapter 474 Killing with a Borrowed Knife

   A few non-mainstream masters who presumably hang out in Yanhua didn't like Lu Jianhong's way, and rushed towards Lu Jianhong cursing. Lu Jianhong was not as skilled as Niu Da, nor was he as good as Pang Xiaoshun. After paying the price of being punched in the face and kicked in the stomach, several non-mainstream people were all knocked down.

Lu Jianhong hit hard. For some reason, when he started the fight, his heart was full of anger. When he punched and kicked, he carried a kind of venting emotion to a large extent. Such opportunities to vent are rare of. So when this group of non-mainstream fell, they couldn't get up except humming.

  Zhao Jin was so excited that she couldn't control herself at this time. It's not easy to see this kind of realistic street fighting. So Zhao Jin, fearing that the world would not be chaotic, walked up to a few people who were lying on the ground and groaned, and each of them wrote "Break off children and grandchildren's legs". It hurts.

   What a weird Christmas, with "eggs" everywhere.

  At this time, a police car roared over, and it turned out that someone from the crowd of onlookers called the police.

   A few policemen got out of the car, and they were happy to see this. An older policeman smiled and said, "It's over so soon?"

  A younger man whispered in his ear: "Director Qin, your son is also inside."

  Director Qin's face froze, and he hurried over to check. Sure enough, his son Qin Changwu was lying on his side in the snow, covering his egg with his hands, his lips trembling, unable to speak.

  Director Qin felt distressed, turned his head and said coldly: "Take them all back to the police station."

"I don't have the time to go to the police station with you." Zhao Jin curled her lips. She is the daughter of the secretary general of the provincial party committee, and she is also good friends with the son of the secretary of the provincial party committee. Besides, she had a reason for this matter.

"Fighting on the spot, disrupting social and public order, do you still want to leave? This is the provincial capital, not a small valley!" Director Qin felt pain in his heart, and shouted to the policemen who came with him, "What are you still doing in a daze, take them all back to the station exist."

Lu Jianhong's anger has basically dissipated. He originally wanted to reveal his identity, and this matter is over, but now that the director of the police station is obviously suspected of being partial, he is not in a hurry to reveal his identity, and said flatly: " Which police station are you from?"

   "You'll know when you get there." A few policemen stretched out their hands to twist Lu Jianhong's arm.

   "Stop!" Zhao Jin became angry, "You are really courageous, even the Secretary-General dares to catch you. I want to see if all of you combined are enough to poke with one finger."

  The policemen couldn't help being stunned for a moment, Secretary-General? I was really not enough to be poked with a finger, so I couldn't help but looked at Director Qin to see what he meant.

  Director Qin was also stunned when he first heard it, but he reacted quickly, saying: "The prince broke the law and committed the same crime as the common people, so the secretary-general can fight in the street? If you have anything to say, let's talk in the office."

  Lu Jianhong smiled calmly and said, "It's everyone's responsibility to cooperate with the police. Let's go."

  Zhao Jin said coldly: "Wait a minute, I'll call my dad."

   "If you call your father, you have to go to the police station with me." The reason why Director Qin said such a thing is related to his level. If he is so old, how can he still be the director of the police station. He didn't even think about it, could the woman next to the deputy secretary-general of the provincial government have a small background?

  Lu Jianhong shook his head at Zhao Jin and said, "Don't trouble Secretary-General Zhao. I'll handle this trivial matter myself."

   Secretary-General Zhao called Director Qin very clearly, but at this time he was pretending to be confused, and he didn't believe it in his heart. How could such a coincidence happen?

  Followed the police car to the street police station, sat down, Lu Jianhong lit a cigarette, then took out his work card and put it on the table, the policeman in charge of taking notes was stunned.

  Lu Jianhong, deputy secretary-general of the Jiangdong provincial government. It is stamped with the big red seal of the provincial government, which is not fake.

   "Lu... Secretary-General Lu, do you want tea? I'll make you a cup of tea." The policeman took the opportunity to escape and reported to Director Qin.

   "Qin Suo, Qin Suo, he is really the deputy secretary-general of the provincial government." The policeman said in a panic.

   Director Qin buzzed in his head, slapped the table and cursed in a low voice: "This **** is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger."

  How can someone pretend to be a pig? I have already told you that you are the secretary-general. You must believe me. Besides, are you a tiger? But the policeman didn't dare to say these words, offending the secretary-general was certainly not possible, but offending the director, there was no good fruit to eat.

  Director Qin smoked a cigarette, thought for a while, and said, "The Secretary-General can't even fight in the street."

   This is a bit silly to say, don’t say there is a reason for it, it’s true, you, a small street police station, can still pull a deputy department-level cadre?

Of course, the policeman didn't dare to say this, and just said: "Qin Suo, Xiao Liu who was sent out just now went to the hospital to see, and Xiao Qin just suffered a little skin trauma. Do you think it's okay? You Said that a secretary-general would take a girl and purposely fight with a bunch of punks...with your son on the street?"

  After saying this, the policeman felt chills in his heart, and secretly cursed, my god, I almost told my true opinion about the director's son.

  Director Qin is still very clear about his son's virtues, most likely a few **** molested him before he was beaten.

  Director Qin is a little bit hard to get off now. He is not reconciled to his son being beaten, but the deputy secretary-general is not something he can afford. After thinking about it, he didn't come up with a good idea.

  The policeman made a cup of tea, brought it to Lu Jianhong, and said with a smile, "Secretary Lu, drink tea."

  Lu Jianhong said lightly, "Is it possible to interrogate now?"

  Lu Jianhong deliberately used the word "trial" to startle the policeman, and said, "Secretary Lu, don't say that, who dares to trial you."

   "No interrogation, no letting go, should I stay here overnight?"

  The policeman felt like his head was as big as a bucket. Well, can I hide, so he hurriedly said, "I'll ask Director Qin for instructions."

   Sneaked into Director Qin's office and asked for instructions: "Suo Qin, the Secretary-General is a little impatient."

   "Impatient? I'm not **** impatient yet." Director Qin cursed and said, "I'll talk about it later."

   Saying this, he has a bit of confidence. He looked through the materials just now, and among the group of people who were beaten was a man named Huo Dongge. He knew this person, and he was the cousin of Huo Donglin, the son of the director of the Provincial Public Security Department. This secretary-general can't afford to mess with himself, so someone can, right?

So he reported the matter to the District Public Security Bureau. Coincidentally, this street police station is under the management of the Sanhe District Public Security Bureau, and the district bureau leader is Fang Zhiping. Huo Donglin's cousin was beaten, that's okay, it just happened that last time he didn't do it well, Huo Donglin was very upset with him, this time, he felt that the opportunity to show it came.

   Director qin is also very sinister, so he didn't tell him the name Lu Jianhong.

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