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"The two largest groups in Chixin City are fighting." Zhao Feng said while looking around: "It's hard to say how things will develop, but it is definitely not a good thing."

"The two biggest groups in Chixin City?" Xue Mo looked at Zhao Feng in confusion. As a good citizen of Chixin City, he really didn't know what they were.

"Yes." Zhao Feng nodded: "It's them. They got into a fight because of a conflict. They have fought several times in the past few days."

"Wait, wait." Xue Mo frowned slightly: "Who are you talking about?"

"You don't know?" Zhao Feng looked at Xue Mo like a fool: "You don't know them?"

"I am a homebody." Xue Mo explained everything in one word.

"..." Zhao Feng held up his forehead: "Forget it, it's okay."

"Wait, tell me clearly, what's going on?"

It's okay if this kind of thing doesn't stop. Since you have to listen to the whole set, wouldn't it be more uncomfortable than listening to half of it?

"Do you still remember what happened when we had dinner last time?" Zhao Feng originally wanted to talk about this matter, so he continued.

"Remember, the food that day was good, let's go together next time?" Xue Mo thought for a while and asked.

"You..." Zhao Feng sighed helplessly: "Do you still remember how many police cars passed by that day?"

"Police car?" Xue Mo thought for a while: "I have an impression that you went to the police later."

"Yes." Zhao Feng nodded: "Another person was killed in the park, and this time it was the police who fired."

"The police killed someone?" Xue Mo was slightly stunned.

Although many people had died recently, this time was the most shocking to Xue Mo. In Xue Mo's impression, police guns had a greater deterrent effect.

It ranges from firing a warning shot to hitting the limbs at worst, but this time he actually killed someone? It's really surprising.

"That was an accident." Zhao Feng shook his head: "The situation at that time was very special."

"That day, the Chengbei District Police Station received a call saying that someone was fighting in the park."

"When the police rushed over, they happened to see a man holding a bloody sharp knife and preparing to chop at another man."

"The situation was urgent at the time, and the police car was still some distance away from the man. The most important thing was that the only thing that was visible between the people and the man was the fence of the park."

"There was no other way. The police had no choice but to shoot and kill the murderer who was holding a sharp knife."

"There's no problem with that." Xue Mo nodded after hearing this: "Is there any problem with shooting in this situation?"

Xue Mo doesn't know much about the laws in this area, but no matter how he thinks about it, the police can't hold their guns and watch the death happen, right? That's really the problem. "

"The problem lies with the man holding the knife." Zhao Feng shook his head: "The man who was slashed immediately fled in a panic after the man was shot, and did not stop no matter how the police shouted."

"At first, the police didn't know what was going on. They just thought that the man was frightened and chose to flee under the stress. It wasn't until the police tried to find the man through blood that they discovered... that the knife turned out to be a pig. Blood."

"Pig's blood?" Xue Mo frowned: "Why is it pig's blood?"

"The police are also curious." Zhao Feng continued: "It was not until the identity of the person who was shot and killed was found, and then the body of the person who escaped... that the matter became clear."

"The one who was shot was a close associate of the boss of the old local black organization, and the one who escaped was an important member of the emerging black organization. Oh, by the way, you also know him, he is... the second son of the Beggar's House. " Zhao Feng said while looking at Xue Mo, his eyes full of scrutiny.

"Beggars' House?" Xue Mo was surprised: "The one I went to before?"

"Yes." Zhao Feng nodded: "The person who died is the person who opened the door for you as written in your book."

"He! He is!" Xue Mo stuttered and was speechless: "He is actually a bad guy?"

…

"Wang Ju, Wang Ju, are you okay?" This was the third time that Xiao Sun woke up Wang Ju who suddenly fell asleep.

"Ah? Ah, I'm sorry, everyone, where did I say just now?" Director Wang suddenly woke up and looked at everyone in the conference room.

"Wang Ju, otherwise you should go back and take a rest." Director Wang, the only person present who was qualified to say this, patted Wang Ju on the shoulder: "You are too tired."

"It's okay." Captain Wang shook his head, trying to stay awake: "I'm sorry, I didn't hear what you said just now. Could you please go over it again."

"..." The whole place was silent, and everyone was protesting with silence.

"Everyone, don't be like this." Bureau Wang took the folder in his hand and sorted it out: "We are doing this job, and we have already made plans to work overtime when we came in. I am working overtime, and everyone is at home. , since I haven’t fallen down yet, there’s no need for anyone to worry.”

Although Team Wang said it easily, everyone present looked at his shaky appearance and every word he spoke.

"Let's do this." Xiao Sun finally spoke: "Wang Bureau, we have finished reporting to you, but after the discussion is over later, I will investigate and you can catch up on your sleep."

"It's okay." Wang Ju forced a smile: "This level of intensity is nothing. I didn't sleep for the past three days and three nights, so it's okay. Don't worry."

"Wang Ju, I want political achievements and I am eager to be promoted. Give me the credit." Xiao Sun made a surprising statement: "I have connections in my family. Please be wise and give me the opportunity."

"Ah?" Wang Ju was stunned for a moment, then he realized what he was doing and his eyes were a little moist: "You, you, okay, I'll let you go this time, I'll go to bed, but you can't say this again in the future, sit down. "

"Yes!" Seeing Director Wang compromise, Xiao Sun quickly agreed loudly, scratched his head and sat down.

"Who will speak first?" Director Wang asked with great effort.

"Director Wang, let me speak first." A policeman stood up: "We tested the fingerprints on the broken wine bottle in the bar murder case, and it was Xiao Li's."

"Xiao Li..." Director Wang rubbed his forehead: "Director Wang, you should try to do some ideological work... Your own comrade, who killed a drug dealer, confessed himself, and confessed leniency."

"Okay, don't worry." Director Wang nodded.

"We also have clues here." Another policeman stood up: "The drug dealers are said to be Lao Wang's men."

"Lao Wang? That Lao Wang?" Director Wang looked at himself, then at the policeman, and asked with a confused look on his face.

"Oh, sorry, Director Wang, I didn't make it clear." The policeman quickly explained: "It was the Lao Wang who opened a chicken coop in the early years, then a dance hall, and recently opened a foot massage parlor."

"The boss of the black organization?" Director Wang frowned.

This Old Wang can be said to be a thorn in the side of their city bureau. They clearly know that the man is the leader of a criminal organization, but they have never found any evidence against him.