After answering two calls, Xiang Wenqi never thought that a 16-year-old child could make such a big noise. The entire police station confronted each other with guns, and even the police officers were injured.

He resisted the urge to reach for his forehead, and shouted in a deep voice, "Hurry up and put the gun away!"

At this time, all the talents in the corridor took the guy in their hands angrily, and when they saw their boss greeted him with a smile, they immediately realized that something was wrong.

This motherfucker must have caught the wrong master, right?

The deputy who came in a hurry was surprised and hesitant in his heart, but he thought that he had received a lot of money from the Bai family. The murderer identified by the family's own hands, you see..." Did you close it?

Before the second half of the sentence was finished, Xiang Wenqi's heart burned with fire, and he turned back and shouted at his deputy, "Look at what, you motherfucker is careful with money in your hands. death flower."

This deputy is also under one person and more than a hundred people in the bureau. It stands to reason that Xiang Wenqi has just arrived, and should not cut him like this in front of his subordinates, but instead of offending the ancestor in the house, it is better to find Song Ye back now. the most important.

The deputy who was watching was scolded and stunned on the spot, Xiang Wenqi then let out a long sigh, hurriedly greeted him, and extended his hand towards Song Ye very politely, "Song Shao, misunderstanding, this is all a game. There is a misunderstanding, the people under my command are not sensible, just now your family has called to explain the situation, and I will send a car to take you back after the formalities are completed."

Song Ye, who was sitting on a chair with his legs crossed, lifted his eyelids, looked at the middle-aged man with a few stars on his shoulders in front of him, and raised his eyebrows, "Oh? My family?" She didn't think it was Song who was thousands of miles away. Family members, even Zhao Zhen, are not so capable. As for Xu Fangsheng, he should not be considered relatives. After thinking about it, there is only one name left in his mind.

Sure enough, Xiang Wenqi lowered his voice, laughed and reported the man's name, "It's your brother, Colonel Qin's call."

Brother... The corner of Song Ye's mouth twitched, this cheap big brother is really useful, and it can be used in any occasion.

However, "I was careless and defended too much just now, and it seemed that I injured the police officer." She raised her chin coolly and pointed to the man who was being supported.

What was too defensive, what seemed like, my fucking spine was almost broken... The man on the side crooked his nose instantly, but because of the situation, he had to swallow his anger and dare not attack.

Don't say it was him, even Xiang Wenqi just wanted to make things smaller at this time, but the new little policeman in the room was ignorant, so he stood up and pointed at Song Ye's nose and complained, "It was you just now. Injuring people intentionally, otherwise how could the door be broken."

Yes, everyone looked at the whole collapsed door. If there is no full strength, how can such a shocking effect be created.

In fact, Song Ye's strength is comparative, but, "Then let me ask this police officer, have I ever left my seat since I entered the door?" She tilted her head, but she was pure.

The little police officer was stunned for a moment, then shook his head subconsciously, "That's not true..."

"Then I'm sitting in the seat, he didn't come to beat me, how could I touch him?" This rhetorical question directly blocked the mouth of the little policeman, and after stuttering for a long time, he couldn't speak.

Xiang Wenqi was also in shock and doubt, secretly saying that this child is really not an ordinary person, he is not surprised, and his mind is meticulous.

In just a few tens of seconds, he has calmed down, bowed slightly, and said calmly: "These subordinates did not follow the rules and regulations, I will take it seriously, Song Shaoxian, please, I will send a car to take you back."

Song Ye saw that the other party was eager to get rid of it like a hot potato, but he was not in a hurry at the moment, got up and said, "Someone in the hospital identified me as a murderer, this is related to my reputation, until the matter is clear. , I'd better stay here and cooperate with the investigation."

"Uh...you want to stay here?" Xiang Wenqi was stunned for a moment, thinking he heard it wrong.

But Song Ye swaggered out of the room, looked back at Xiang Wenqi who was still in the room, and said coldly, "I don't know where I want to cooperate with the investigation?" She said politely, but then The deputy didn't seem to be cooperating with the investigation, but was calling for people to prepare the VIP lounge.

Xiang Wenqi finally had to bite the bullet and bring people to his office.

Until two figures, one big and one small, disappeared around the corner, everyone in the corridor and the room woke up like a dream, looked at each other, and all saw strong unease on each other's faces.

Looking at this situation, even the bureau chief personally greeted him. Where is this little ancestor sacred? Damn, they just pointed a gun at her!

At this time, Song Ye in the house was sitting on the sofa, enjoying the luxurious lunch of the bureau chief. .

"Hello." Picking up the phone, she leaned back in the chair, feeling the dizziness slowly subside.

"What's wrong with your voice, your body isn't fully healed yet?" The man on the other end of the phone still maintained his usual cold-hearted style. He went straight to the point, and even a word of greeting seemed superfluous, but at the same time, the man was observant and could hear Song Ye's tired tone. , couldn't help but ask two more questions.

Song Ye could almost imagine the good-looking appearance of the man with his brows furrowed at the moment, with sharp eyebrows and sharp thin lips. This kind of concern made people feel comfortable, so she eased her brows, and her voice was calm with a hint of laziness, "Well, , seven seven eight eight. You, that sounds good."

At least compared to her still dizzy and dizzy, the man seems to have an extraordinary ability to recover, and his breath has stabilized as usual.

"Hehe, brat, I want to be called Big Brother." The man laughed softly at the other end, his deep voice came through the microphone, causing the eardrums to vibrate and itch, as if it could penetrate into people's hearts.

Song Ye was sure that if this person was in front of him, he would pat his head with his big hand.

She curled her lips inaudibly, but didn't fight back. After all, this time, he had to show his face in order to eat delicious prison meals. Song Ye didn't understand the world at all.

Taking her silence as embarrassing, the man didn't bother about the topic, "Have you returned to school?" The middle school entrance exam was approaching, all the candidates were preparing for the exam in the school, and there were few students like President Song Ye wandering outside.

"No, I still need to assist in the investigation. The homework is not in the way. The same is true for reviewing in the police-station." Song Ye held the phone and saw the face of Wen Qi's face instantly pale, so Shi Shiran added, "Xiang Ye Uncle is very nice to me."

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