Chapter 24

When Zhang Yunfeng's parents heard the news and rushed to the sub-bureau, Zhang Yunfeng had already been sent to Jiang City's third jail.

The couple was burning with anxiety in the police station. They kept asking the police about their son, but no one took care of them. The couple couldn't even find anyone in the huge police station who could find out the whereabouts of their son.

Zhang Xingming thought of his old friend who was a police officer in the police station down there, and this was the only policeman he had ever been on good terms with. He immediately took out his phone and called him, explaining the situation to him and pleading for his help.

However, as he was from the police station below, he could only call his acquaintances in the sub-bureau. Half an hour later, he managed to get some information from the sub-bureau's people, and called Zhang Xingming back, saying, "Xingmin, your Yun Feng has caused a huge mess this time!" I heard that last week, he seriously injured the son of our Jiang Xin District's Director Chen Ru. This case was personally handled by the bureau chief, and now, Yun Feng has been sent to the third jail. And before the trial, there are strict restrictions on meeting with outsiders! "

"Court..."

Zhang Xingming felt as if he had been struck by lightning, unable to move at all.

On the phone, his friend was still persuading him, "Xingmin, stop wasting your time at the sub-bureau, they won't pay any attention to you. In my opinion, right now, hurry up and figure out what's going on, and then think of a way to move up there, if it's delayed, the child's verdict will be completely ruined!"

He knew that there was definitely a hidden secret behind this matter. Otherwise, it would be impossible for the people of the sub-bureau to complete all the procedures so quickly and send his son straight to the jail. The only thing he could do now was to go back to school and understand the situation.

After hanging up, Zhang Xingming said to his wife, "Come, let's go to No.1 Middle School."

"Why are you going to No. 1 High School?" Song Huafang was already burning with anxiety. After knowing that her son had been brought to the sub-bureau, she naturally wanted to see her son first. Now that Zhang Xingming had said that he was leaving, she was even more anxious.

Zhang Xingming's face was livid as he said, "My son isn't here. He's been sent to the jail."

"What?" Song Huafang's entire body's strength was instantly drained by Zhang Xingming's short sentence, and he collapsed onto the ground. Zhang Xingming hurriedly walked forward and asked with concern, "Hua Fang, Hua Fang, what happened to you?"

In the entire sub-bureau, with so many policemen watching Song Huafang collapse, not a single person came forward to ask. Zhang Xingmin pinched his and wiped the sweat off his forehead, and only then did Song Huafang regain his composure. However, as soon as he recovered, tears started pouring down like rain, as he muttered: "Xingmin, what do we do? "What should we do?"

Zhang Xingming felt extremely pained as he consoled, "Hua Fang, don't be in such a hurry. Let's go to school first and get to know the specific circumstances. Don't you know what kind of character our son has? He won't make a principled mistake. "

At this time, a young policewoman walked out of the archives. Seeing Song Huafang lying on the ground, she hurried forward and asked: "Auntie, are you alright?"

Song Huafang shook her head and said: "Thank you young lady, I'm fine."

The policewoman felt that something was wrong, seeing Song Huafang's exhausted expression and the tears on her face, she hurriedly said: "Wait for me."

Finishing her words, the policewoman flipped over and returned to the archive room, pouring a glass of water before handing it to Zhang Xingming, "Uncle, let auntie drink some water first. You can tell me if there's anything you want to tell me."

"Thank you." Zhang Xingming glanced at him gratefully, saying, "My child was brought over from school by the police this morning, and in just an hour's time, he was sent to the jail. We came here to ask about the situation, but no one bothered with it."

"How could that be?" The policewoman frowned and said, "How about this, help Auntie to rest in the archives first. You can tell me the details of the situation and see if I can help."

Zhang Xingming hoped to know more about his son. Seeing the sincere expression on the policewoman's face, he saw a sliver of hope and supported Song Huafang into the archives.

"Little Wu!"

Just as the policewoman was about to enter the archive, a middle-aged male police officer called out to her, calling her over. He lowered his voice and said, "Don't meddle in this matter. Hurry up and send the couple away."

"Why?" The policewoman frowned and asked, "Even if it's the suspect's family, they should have the power to understand the situation, right?"

The policeman said anxiously, "I'm telling you, why aren't you listening? Ignore such trivial matters. The higher-ups are personally supervising this case!"

The policewoman frowned even more and said, "So what if they are supervising us?" I didn't do anything wrong. " With that, the policewoman turned around and left, entering the archives.

In the archives, the policewoman had asked Zhang Xingming and his wife a few questions. However, Zhang Xingming also did not know what had really happened, so he could only give a general summary of what he had learned.

The policewoman was a bit angry and said, "What's so special about the Chief's son? Even if he broke the law, he has to follow a normal pattern. What they are doing is simply lawless!"

Zhang Xingming sighed, not knowing what to say. Right at this moment, his phone rang. It was Zhang Yunfeng's form teacher.

Previously, when the couple had been working, they had received the news because Song Mengyao had immediately called Zhang Xingming. And just now, when Li Zekai had found Song Mengyao and told her what Zhang Yunfeng had said before he was taken away by the police, Song Mengyao had immediately felt that something was amiss. She hurriedly called Zhang Xingming and asked, "Big Brother Zhang, I've heard from my classmates that some things have happened.

"At the station." Zhang Xingming then briefly explained the situation of the sub-bureau to Song Mengyao.

Song Mengyao blurted out, "Then quickly come to school with big sister. Aiya, no! I think that the school's leader is acting weird today. Let's not meet at school. There's an island coffee shop north of the entrance of No.1 Middle School. Let's meet there! "

Zhang Xingming hurriedly said, "Alright, thank you, Teacher Song. We'll go over right now!"

After hanging up, Zhang Xingming said to the policewoman, "Comrade Police, thank you. Yun Feng's form teacher said that his classmate in Yun Feng's class had reacted to some secret information from him. I need to hurry over."

The policewoman hurriedly took a pen from her desk and wrote down her cell number and Wu Qingya's three words on a note paper before handing it to Zhang Xingming, "This is my cell number, I'm Wu Qingya. If there's anything I can help with, please give me a call."

Zhang Xingming kept the note and thanked Song Huafang before preparing to leave. Wu Qingya sent the two of them out of the entrance of the sub-bureau and caught them a taxi before turning back.