Chapter 472

Reasonable words.

Wang Yang, someone wants revenge for her. It must be her boyfriend or her relatives.

But.

Verified.

Wang Yang has no boyfriend or admirer.

There are no male relatives in Shangnan city.

So.

What is this person's identity?

What does it have to do with Wang Yang?

"Is it possible that she doesn't have an open boyfriend, and their relationship has always been hidden and not open, so her colleagues say she doesn't have a boyfriend?" Ah Xiang made a guess.

"It's possible."

Zhong Tian nodded in affirmation.

However, this possibility is slightly low.

In his opinion, Wang Yang would not be such a person.

If Wang Yang was an expert in fish farming, she wouldn't show such simplicity that night. People who can raise fish must have a heavy mind. In the face of Xiao Bo's unreasonable trouble, she has many ways to deal with it.

A girl with a pure mind can't pretend.

Especially in such things.

"What should I do now?"

Ah Xiang frowned in silence: "she doesn't have a boyfriend, so who can help her revenge because of her?"

“……”

Zhong Tianzheng heard that he didn't speak and squinted at the front: "according to Gu Mingyang's description, the perpetrator was a person with a disability in his right eye. His fake eye must be done through the beauty hospital. This is a direction of investigation."

"Uh huh."

Ah Xiang understood: "I will ask them to speed up the screening of people with disabilities."

"In addition, Wang Yang's social relations before her death should also be investigated to see if she found another beauty hospital to help the perpetrator get this eye through her own relationship." Zhong Tianzheng added.

After they simply determined the general direction, they drove back to the Bureau.

This time.

It's already afternoon.

It's the rush hour.

There are a lot of cars on the road and the speed is not fast.

The intersection ahead.

It's a big trunk road.

Zhong Tianzheng drove the police car, stuck in the front position, stopped behind the zebra crossing and waited for the red light in front.

Zebra crossing.

Pedestrians waiting for a long time began to walk together.

"Here, Lao Jiu."

Ah Xiang sat in the co pilot, looked out and pointed to the traffic police and auxiliary police at the intersection: "this boy looks very good now."

Follow the direction pointed by Ah Xiang's finger.

The old nine is wearing a vest and standing on the roadside to play an auxiliary role. He is talking to the two auxiliary policemen nearby. This posture seems to be the posture of a small leader. It seems that these goods are really mixed well these days.

"Do you want to say hello?"

Ah, Xiang still has a good impression of Lao Jiu.

In that meeting, Zhong Tianzheng, Ah Xiang, because of the hospital case, after meeting Lao Jiu, Lao Jiu went to the hospital several times. Lao Jiu saw that Ah Xiang's sister-in-law on the left and sister-in-law on the right called it a cordial.

of course.

The most important thing is the old nine. He is not bad, but also has a sense of justice and personal talent. He gives a very good impression.

"Forget it."

Zhong Tianzheng waved his hand, rejected her idea and said, "people are on duty at work, and there is no need to disturb others."

"All right."

Ah Xiang shrugged her shoulders, pulled her seat belt to relax, and found a comfortable posture to lean against her seat.

I'm really tired after running around day by day.

Right here.

An emergency happened.

Although this is a big fork in the road.

But there is no indicator light for turning right. According to the rules, you can turn right directly.

The president of the back set of Maserati rubbed on, and there was no steering light. He turned right and met the last pupil on the sidewalk.

The driver stepped on the brake and Kam Kam stopped in front of the pupils.

The driver pressed down the window, leaned out his head and shouted, "little fart, you don't look at your fucking walking, grass!"

Looking at the ferocious driver, the primary school monk timidly moved to the side and dared not speak.

The driver seemed very angry. He opened his mouth and continued to shout, "get out of my way."

Seeing this, Lao Jiu, who was not far from the side, came over with a big stride, glanced at the green light that was still counting down, frowned and advised: "master, it's almost over. Why do you scold a child? Besides, it's the green light now, and people are not wrong."

Originally, zebra crossing is a green light, and cars let pedestrians, which should be.

Even if it's legal for him to turn right.

Originally, Lao Jiu said it out of kindness.

But the driver was directly blown up by this sentence. He pulled the handbrake and directly pushed the door down. He went to Lao Jiu, pointed to his nose and scolded, "Grass Mud Horse, what's the matter with you? What's your name here? Think of yourself as the Savior? "

“……”

Old nine looked at the angry middle-aged driver, frowned and didn't speak.

"Grass!"

The middle-aged driver saw that although Lao Jiu didn't speak, he frowned. He was unhappy again and completely rocked: "do you fucking frown back at me? Who do you think is upset? You really think you're a traffic policeman in this auxiliary police skin? How much do you earn every day? Is there five insurances and one fund? Sand sculpture! "

The middle-aged driver was rich and powerful. When he spoke, the big gold chain on his neck trembled with his words, which was very conspicuous.

Lao Jiu licked his lips and said, "no, it's meaningless for you to talk like that."

"What do you want?"

The middle-aged driver stretched out his hand and began to push people. He pushed the unexpected old nine back and stumbled: "I just look down on you. What do you want? The dog's legs are still cow! "

As soon as Lao Jiu was pushed, the two auxiliary policemen standing there came up.

"Grass, what else do you want to do?!"

The middle-aged driver killed all sides and spoke with full confidence: "what do you want to do with me, a group of junk things waiting to die? Believe it or not, I'll let you collect things every minute and go away! "

Look at this posture.

In the white president's car, three middle-aged men rushed up with steps, looked at them covetously, and then began to push and shrug.

There are three people here.

I didn't dare to do it. I've been on guard.

It's about to start.

The pupils were so frightened that they almost cried and shouted, "uncle, don't fight, I..."

"I what I!"

The middle-aged driver shouted, reached out and directly pushed the pupils to the ground.

"Grass!"

Old nine gritted his teeth and scolded, and hurried to pull the pupils.

When the middle-aged heard this sentence from Lao Jiu, he directly exploded and kicked Lao Jiu, who was bending over to help the primary school students, to the ground: "how dare you swear? Dog! "