Chapter 405

Worthy of being a security officer, what a terrible intuition!

Night Hong wiped a sweat, embarrassed way: "not me... But also almost."

Then she told song Lingling the whole story today.

There was a silence on the phone, then a burst of exaggerated laughter.

"Poof - ha ha ha ha!

How could you have provoked that witch?

Do you know, she was born five minutes earlier than me, and she ended up pushing me down.

After graduating from the police academy, she was promoted faster than the rocket.

I didn't come to Anming county because I didn't live in her shadow? "

After a pause, song Lingling finally stopped laughing and said solemnly, "although she does have a bad face all day long, she is not a person who can tell right from wrong.

I'll call her and tell her that if you go to the Security Bureau tomorrow and make it clear, it should be OK. "

After hanging up the phone, night Hong is frowning slightly.

Is it really as simple as song Lingling said?

...

Ye Hong underestimated the speed of news transmission.

That night, someone posted the night food incident to the Internet.

Although Sun Zhong's bloody body was mosaic processed, it still caused a network shock.

For a while, they were curious, shocked, angry, or happy to see... Countless comments filled the social media of egret city overnight.

In the early morning of the next day, a large number of reporters came to the gate of the night food.

Reporters with microphones and cameras crowded in.

Just a few security guards can't stop these crazy reporters.

"Is it true that a homicide happened in your shop last night?"

"I heard it was your employees who killed them?"

"Does he have a history of mental illness? What's the deep feud with the wounded? "

"Excuse me..."

but Yehong had no choice but to stop business today.

Close the shop door and stop all the reporters outside.

He was on the fifth floor, looking gloomy as the reporters faded away.

Half an hour later, Yehong has opened the night Jue to Huangming District Security Bureau gate.

Today is Saturday, and the financial department has a weekend off, so as not to ask Huang Wenfeng for leave.

He was about to get out of the car when he found two people coming out of the gate.

Song Qianqian is supporting a thin old woman out.

As they walked, they talked.

The old woman's face is angry, and song Qianqian is constantly comforting.

Night Hong's eyes suddenly congealed, and his ears stood up involuntarily.

"Ding! Trigger proficient listening. "

Two voices, if not, gradually spread to my ears...

"Da song, Li Dafa, you must not be lenient, you must sentence him to death!"

"Don't worry, Aunt Liu! They are such a group of fellows who have done so much harm to Uncle sun. I will certainly not let them go! "

"Well, thanks to our husband and wife, we didn't hurt you and song when we were little.

Now Lao sun is still lying in the hospital, and I don't know when he will wake up... "

then there is a series of crying and consolation.

Before long, song Qianqian sent the old woman to a taxi.

Although only heard two people a few words, but night Hong has captured a lot of information from it!

The suspicions in the mind were solved in a few places in an instant!

This old woman, who was called Aunt Liu by song Qianqian, must be Sun Zhong's wife.

Obviously, there is a certain connection between Song Qianqian and the couple!

No wonder to see Sun Zhong injured like that, song Qianqian will be so angry!