Chapter 401

The meaning of leaving aside is to throw out this hot potato. We must not let this big thunder explode in the police station. In that case, it is a big thing. It's hard to explain at that time.

Once Ye Mo leaves the police station, he immediately informs the Security Bureau to come and take him down. In this way, both sides can explain the past. Even if it is investigated, the responsibility is the lightest and shallowest.

No matter whether the identity of the expert is true or false, whether it is an ordinary liar or there is a more complex relationship behind it, it has no chicken feather relationship with the police station!

Fan Dawei naturally felt that this idea was quite good, which was undoubtedly the only way to calm the situation to a minimum.

But as the saying goes, it's easier to ask God than to send God!

Look at the tone and attitude of the other party. If you don't give a reasonable statement, the hot potato God he moved in must not be sent away

"Cough..."

Fan Suo cleared his throat and stood up.

"I said, have you figured it out? I tell you, here you don't expect to delay time. The most important thing we need is time. If you admit it now, I can count on you to turn yourself in. Everything is OK!"

Fan Dawei first threatened in a serious tone, and then changed into a relatively euphemistic tone.

"Think carefully, young man. You are still young and you still have a long way to go. How can you spend the rest of your life in that place? What will your family do? What kind of disappointments do you have to your youth and time? Think about it."

Ye Mo raised his eyebrows and thought the line was familiar, but he didn't expect to have a chance to hear it, he said.

"I have nothing to consider how you are willing to deal with it."

"OK! Since you won't admit it, let's talk about it!"

Director Fan wiped his hands, then picked up the letter of introduction posted with a small area and asked.

"Come on, did you engrave the official seal on it? What are your intentions and purposes of pretending to be an expert of the medical team? Tell me everything!"

"As I said, the letter of introduction was given to me by the Secretary surnamed Shen, and the matter of entering the medical team was decided by director Meng himself. If you don't believe it, you can check it yourself."

Ye Mo sat there, not much like the interrogator, but more like the interrogator. His tone and bearing were very plain and without waves.

"Hum, check. You don't have to teach us this. Of course we can check!"

Director Fan said so, but he was cursing in his heart.

Fuck your grandmother!

Jing fucking talks to me!

Laozi, I can check the leg card. As a small director of the police station, I can ask the big secretary and wife of the provincial Party Secretary to assist in the investigation?

I'm crazy?

Even if the two of them really come to work together, it's not that they're full!

How to end!

"Young man, I'm based on the principle of giving priority to education and supplemented by punishment. You should recognize the situation. If you don't take this opportunity to be frank and lenient, you'll suffer by yourself! Don't take chances!"

"Oh, thank director Fan for his kindness. Keep this opportunity for yourself!"

Ye Mo spread his hand.

"I've said everything I should say. If there's nothing else, don't waste each other's time. Deal with it as you like."

This attitude of not steaming and biting is to torture fan Dawei crazy. However, he has no way to deal with the other party's attitude.

Fan Dawei hated the itching of his teeth. He immediately straightened his face and suddenly felt a sense of killing. He said angrily, "well, I ask you, since you say you are a medical expert, you must know medical skills. How can you prove it!"

"How difficult is it!"

Ye Mo narrowed his eyes and said.

"Director Fan was injured recently!

After that, before fan Dawei made any moves, ye Mo was stunned. The conversation felt so similar. When he first contacted the aftershock in Dongjiang Municipal Bureau, it seemed that it was such a process to remove the suspicion!

"Pa!"

The deja vu dialogue continued. Director Fan patted the letter of introduction on the table and shouted.

"Don't play tricks on me! You can't be a policeman without getting hurt!"

Ye Mo reached out and rubbed his temples. He could already guess what happened behind him. He sat up straight and said.

"Then stretch out your hand and I'll give you a pulse!"

Seeing that ye Mo really wanted to make an inquiry, fan Dawei was skeptical, but he handed out his wrist.

"You have to lose weight, or how can you catch up with the suspect after you are so fat."

Seeing fan Dawei's fat forearms, ye Mo frowned and said.

"I fucking..."

Fan Dawei suddenly wanted to slap him, but he didn't dare.

After a joke, ye Mo stopped playing. He put three fingers on fan Dawei's arm and calmed down to diagnose his pulse.

As the saying goes, an expert knows whether there is one.

Ye Mo is seriously feeling his pulse. When fan Dawei sees the other party's posture, he immediately cackles and secretly says that it's bad.

It as like as two peas in the old Chinese medicine when he was in the Chinese Medicine Museum.

Is it difficult? What an expert!

With this idea, fan Dawei suddenly couldn't sit still. He felt like a needle under his ass and felt uncomfortable all over.

If you catch a fake expert and come back, although you have to ensure that you are not allowed to wear small shoes, after all, you have a decent face. If you really send the police to solve the problem legally, but if you catch a real expert and come back, it's fucking

It's just

"I'm not mistaken. You've also been injured recently."

Ye Mo takes back his hand after taking a pulse diagnosis for a while. As a result, he is stunned again. Why do you add a word "Ye", ye Mo's heart suddenly appears the dignified angular black face of the aftershock.

"You... Don't try to fool me! The tricks of these Jianghu warlocks also want to deceive me?"

Fan Dawei's back has been sweating. Yemo is right. He was injured recently, but he doesn't want to admit that he happily brought a big thunder back. He asks, trying to deny this fact.

"No mistake. You sprained your neck. It's serious. It should have been about a week ago, but you should have found an orthopaedic massage with good techniques. Your recovery is fairly good. You can move freely at ordinary times, but you will feel pain when you see the cold wind."

Yemo reached out and touched his chin, saying with great certainty.

"Which massage parlor?"

"Ji's physiotherapy house, the one by the river... Ah, ah?!"