Chapter 642

The policeman in charge of the team was unexpectedly tough and said with a raised eyebrow: "what if I ask for it?"

Josephine chuckled. "In that case, you can make it hard, and I can do it tomorrow."

Sonorous and forceful words are almost threatening. She is also qualified to say such words. She can stare at the leading police with blue eyes and never give in.

"Keke" a middle-aged policeman with high status patted the leading policeman on the shoulder and said in a righteous way: "Miss Excuse me, ma'am. We don't have any evidence that you have anything to do with it, just as we can't prove that you have nothing to do with it. "

Tang Chuan looked at him and knew that he was intentional. He said that he had no way to take you. There was no evidence. He earned face in his heart.

However, he looked down on this tall French beauty with a strange accent. His salary can't catch up with a set meal here for a month. It's just a waste of a good name like Caesar.

"You don't look like miss. I'm too lazy to tell you so much. Wait for the court summons." Josephine said coldly, saying a series of numbers, which is exactly the man's alarm.

"I remember you!" She added.

There are many people in Yanjing, many rich and powerful people, and there are also some real people.

If it's serious, it's an apology at best.

This is what she is asking for. She doesn't care about the loss, and she doesn't want it. She liked the way they beat the police.

Chu Linghan met his good friend and said, "is this your police's attitude towards the people?"

The police didn't answer, but said in his heart: it's OK. I didn't see the group of grandsons being packed up.

The policeman in charge of the team did not dare to be as insidious as his companion. He said in a positive manner: "the job of the police is to protect the masses of the people. These guys are familiar with each other, and many of them have a case history. I just want to take three of them to assist in the investigation."

Tang Chuan laughed and made up a knife: "the attitude of assisting in the investigation is a little excessive. I refuse to help."

Someone got angry and crossed the leading police and said, "as a member of Huaxia..."

Josephine interrupted, "I'm not Chinese."

With that glance, no one stopped the policeman and continued: "as a member of Huaxia, I have the obligation to cooperate with the police in the investigation."

"Duty is duty I don't want to, so what? " Tang Chuan looked at him, looking at the fool's eyes made him angry.

"By the way," Tang Chuan suddenly smelled: "how long have you been here?"

Most of the police were in a daze.

Only a few team leaders were surprised. This is the figure arranged above. They come here to handle the case.

Of course, they told the following that there were reports and problems.

"We police need to talk to you about our work?" A policeman couldn't look down and pointed to tangchuan road.

Tang Chuan laughs. He is too lazy to talk to them and takes out the phone.

The wild voice of "boss" Li came from his mobile phone.

"Help me find out who wants to disgust me and say hello to those stupid cops." He said.

Li manhuang nodded: "no problem."

"Ling Han, go to the car and wait. Don't catch a cold."

Chu Linghan left, behind is a crowd of angry eyes.

Tang Chuan doesn't like to bully others. He prefers to use himself to suppress others.

Out of the consideration of the unknown, he did not intend to expose his identity, in order to let the hands-on people more unscrupulous.

His attitude towards an ordinary person is different from that of a rich and handsome man, let alone others.

"You go too!" He saw Josephine and shook his head.

Yanjing night is very cold, underground garage can drip into ice, many police are frozen hands and feet numb.

Squatting on the ground of the small gangster is to cry without tears, only the injured that was rushed, rushed to the ambulance to take away, with a small policeman.

Those policemen did not have Tang Chuan's good body, one by one frozen teeth, still confrontation.

Among them, there is the contribution of Tang Chuan in blocking the way. The pass on the window is more useful than the bright and beautiful identity.

What about officials in different systems? No face.

Tang Chuan didn't know this. He didn't even notice the small passes on the front passenger's window, nor let them use them.

The mobile phone of the police in charge of the team did not ring unexpectedly. After the routine inquiry, they immediately returned to the team and were hung up.

The leading police looked at Tang Chuan, not unwilling, but relieved. With a wave of their hands, the police stomped their feet and rubbed their hands to relieve the cold of their hands and feet.

Come in high spirits and walk coldly. In addition to the small gangsters, the people who should be taken care of can't take them away.

Angry, know the inside of the police look at each other, want to say, do not need to say, understand. All want to know which soul is the pit of their own.

"Thank you"

opening the car door, Tang Chuan said with a smile. His voice was not sincere, but a routine one.Josephine didn't care. She took a look out of the dark window, straightened up her folded clothes and said, "I'll go first, Ling Han."

The car lights illuminate the road she left, and the visible white fog dissipates in the air.

Chu Linghan cleverly did not ask for more detailed process. She had seen many people last night.

The sudden appearance of the police, she and Josephine are clear, there must be someone set up the Bureau.

The low engine sound wakes Chu Linghan's inanimate eyes, and goes away with the scenery outside the window, shuttling between the light and the dark.

Kuo is sitting on the second floor of the building.

The mouse forced to do things is still a matter of principle. After finding out that it was wrong, he did not immediately run away. Instead, he first informed the waiting middleman and successfully informed Guo pin of the bad news.

It appeared yesterday. Being able to type two words makes him look bad, which means that the gangster has failed. He didn't know what kind of results he could get in the next official position.

As time goes by, people rush from downstairs one by one. The car seems familiar, but the license plate number and the owner are not alone.

This is one of the longest days of the year. It gets dark earlier. There is no preferential treatment because Yanjing is the capital and big city.

Guo pin's heart sank with the night and looked into the distance. It was one of the exits of the underground parking lot.

The ambulance came in and out again, but the police car couldn't get in and out. He didn't get a trace of the information inside.

It was also unexpected.

Until the police car left, he got the news that someone appeared on it. He was a director

The corner of his mouth is slightly warped. The head of Yanjing police station has a high status, which is just like that in his eyes.

While Guo pin was waiting, Li manhuang's investigation was coming to an end.

Yanjing said big or small is not small. It's especially hard to find out the wild things. Do not like is the truth, do not give face, but not everyone dare to do.

Deal with, make do with, this is the choice of most people, carefully deal with Li barbarian.

News also quickly feedback to Tang Chuan, let him frown.

All points to a well-known Yanjing dandy.

Relative to that dispensable news, Tang Chuan is more concerned about the cultivators who appear around mouse Qiang.

It's not accurate to call him like this. The people around him are very young, and they have not really entered the ranks of practitioners, but they are definitely the top experts in the world.

"Boss, you have to take a look. The unfortunate child may die."

Li barbarian's hand has always been unimportant, and it's no accident that he almost killed a guy who claimed to be a cultivator.

Tang Chuan couldn't refuse. He also wanted to know the identity of the monk.

There are few people going out in the world of practice. In addition to the outside world, it is more important to have such people as tangchuan.

Although he seldom mentions his own identity, it does not mean that he, as a person who inspects whether or not he appears in the secular world, can tolerate the religious practitioners to intervene in the secular world.

In the past, the practitioners who met with him were either hard to come out once, or they didn't take part in anything. Before they did harm to the world, they didn't do anything.

It's true to violate the rules, but the rules are made by them. If there is a problem, they are the first to appear.

Taking a deep breath, Tang Chuan looks ahead and slowly stops his car in the garage. He looks at the quiet Tang family garden and sees such a beautiful woman.

"Ling Han, I have something to deal with. You can have a rest by yourself."

Pushing open the heavy door, tangchuan gave up his position and watched Chu Linghan enter the living room. Without looking back, he said, "come back early... I'll wait for you."

"Bang"

the door returns to its original position, which is his answer and does not need words.

Stepping on the Striped stone slab, Tang Chuan walked briskly every step, but his face was extremely serious.

He doesn't care whether that person is a monk or not, but if he appears around a gangster, he will violate the rules. This is not the scope allowed by Tang Chuan.

In a word, "he has to pay."

The Tang family manor is very large. Even if a large area is set aside for the College of traditional Chinese medicine, the rest can still accommodate thousands of people. This is not a high-rise building, but an ancient building with different forms.

Walking directly through the lush "vegetable garden", Tang Chuan came to a vermilion gate. Pushing his hand, he saw Li's wild and untidy beard.

This is what he looks like recently. Maybe he is busy. He is not as tidy as before. He goes around every day, red eyed and jokingly asking Tang Chuan to lighten his burden.

This is certainly impossible.

There are many people under Tang Chuan, but few can be trusted. Especially after the emergence of such a wonderful work as butler Tang, he knew more about people's hearts and couldn't believe it easily.Ling Yun once suggested Tang Chuan to read his heart. Tang Chuan refused. He didn't want to, but he didn't want to.

Knowing too much is definitely not a good thing. He can't suppress blindly, nor can he tolerate the ambivalence of his eyes.

What he didn't want to do was to kill.

"Boss, that boy should be a mendist. Ordinary people can't hold on to it for so long!" He had a cigar in his mouth, which was quite like a big brother before.

"As for the boy, it's just a bag of shit. He said everything." Li barbarian pointed to squat in the corner of the wall, not willing to look up the guy, there is no disdain.

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