Bian Yu did not come alone.
The police station watched the man walk slowly into the police station. The years have not changed his face at all. He is still the same as when he first met, his face is too good to be a person of this age. Behind the man were two teenagers. The two were tall and straight, and they looked quite good. They looked familiar, and had a good memory to recognize that this was the child the man lost in the amusement park.
"You're here." Gong Tian walked out from inside, his tone was as calm as if a man had never left.
Hang Qing nodded: "you are here too."
At the moment when Hang Qing opened his mouth, Song Puzhi and Jin Jiu stared at Gong Tian in unison.
Gong Tian seems to be unaware of their gazes, he only looks at Hang Qing. Although his eyes seemed calm, Song Puzhi always felt that the old man's gaze when looking at Bian Yu was clearly deep, and contained a strong taste of coveting.
"Please, Mr. Bian, please." The police officer who was in charge of making the transcripts greeted him.
Hang Qing nodded.
Gong Tian immediately followed Hang Qing's side, Song Kuanzhi and Jin Jue were forced to walk two steps behind Hang Qing. Song Puzhi lowered his face, and Jin Jue frowned unconsciously. They were instinctively wary of this man, even though it had been so long.
Hang Qing was taken into an interrogation room.
There was a warm light inside, hot tea was served, and the chairs in front of the table were upholstered. After all, Hang Qing is not a suspect, but just came to cooperate with the investigation. Of course, the police station should set up the environment better.
Hang Qing walked over and sat down, and the police officer who made the transcript sat down with him, but sitting with Hang Qing face to face like this, the police officer seemed a little nervous, and the hand holding the pen unconsciously clenched the white color.
Song Puzhi and Jin Jue followed and stood on both sides of him, like two door gods.
Gong Tian swept them and sat down opposite Hang Qing.
The police officer slowly exhaled, and then began to ask aloud, "Is Mr. Bian Zheng your father?"
"Yes."
"He got out of prison more than a year ago and disappeared after that, you know?"
Hang Qing frowned. He really didn't care about this scum. So he was released from prison so soon? Why did you suddenly ask Bian Zheng? "I don't know about it. I haven't had any contact with him since he was in prison. Do you suspect that the girl was killed by him?"
"Yes. Can you talk about the scene when he was in prison more than ten years ago? You were an adult at that time, you should remember it?"
Hang Qing's eyes flashed. Would you like to show your feet
Forget it, do whatever you want. Whether it can be seen that something is wrong depends on whether the IQ of these people in the police station is online or not.
"After all, it's been too long, and I can't remember it clearly. I only remember that he was not arrested at the side of the house. You should be able to find out by checking the file. The one who knows him best should be my mother, but she is very Sadly, my mother has been dead for many years."
"Then do you think he might kill the victim in his hand before going to jail?"
"I am not very sure."
The recorder was a little anxious: "Then before and after he was imprisoned, did you find anything inconsistent or unusual?"
have.
But Hang Qing said, "no."
Bian Yu once witnessed the scene of his mother killing the girl in a frenzy, but after Hang Qing passed by, he instinctively hid the bloody images in his mind. After all, Hang Qing is a normal person. If he faces those memories every day , Hang Qing felt that sooner or later he would also have psychological problems. At this time, the recorder suddenly recalled the bloody fragment in his memory. Hang Qing pursed his lips a little uncomfortably, and there were also thin folds between his brows.
The note-taker gave up, and only asked a lot of questions in bits and pieces, but they were all innocuous, and it was difficult to get any information out of them.
"Thank you for your cooperation." The recorder stood up.
Bian Yu took a sip of hot tea, put it aside, and then stood up: "It's hard work."
The tired look on the recorder's face faded, and he immediately put on a smile: "Don't dare. Please."
"Are you free today?" Gong Tian's voice rang.
"I don't have time." Song Zhengzhi interjected suddenly, but then he realized that his attitude might make men unhappy, so he hurriedly reluctantly softened his tone: "I still have something to tell you. ."
What is it that has to be accounted for today? Can it be said for a whole day? Gong Tian glanced sideways at Song Jizhi, and felt a deep sense of the strong hostility on Song Jizhi's body.
"Another day." Hang Qing whispered.
Gong Tian could only smile reluctantly: "Okay." After waiting for seven years, he is not in a hurry.
The look on Song Zhengzhi's face softened instantly, he hurriedly followed Hang Qing's side, and several people walked out together. Everyone didn't expect Hang Qing to go so fast. When he left the police station, people could not stop looking at his back.
When their figures completely disappeared from sight, they gathered together in front of Gong Tian. The captain of the criminal police officer in charge of the Jingshi Police Station said in a low voice: "That Mr. Bian is lying." After speaking, he was afraid that others would not believe him, so he hurriedly added a firm tone: "He must have found something wrong, but he He chose to conceal it, which shows that what he concealed is very important and cannot be known to the police…”
Gong Tian interrupted him lightly: "Bian Zheng is still just a suspect, maybe the murderer is not him at all, so our speculation about Bian Yu is unsupported by evidence."
The captain of the criminal police opened his mouth, and finally he could only say: "I will find evidence."
Gong Tian didn't think about the case anymore.
After learning from Gong Chengbei that Bian Yu reappeared and that the phone number had never been changed, he couldn't help dialing the number. When he thought that the number would still not be connected, Bian Yu's voice came from the other end.
At that moment, his heart was extremely quiet, as if something that had been hanging high in his heart finally fell to the ground.
He thought that goodbye Bian Yu would be so bland.
After all, seven years have passed, and many feelings have been blurred. Until he saw Bian Yu walking towards him again in the police station, Bian Yu still did not change, but Gong Tian's heart was a huge storm, and Gong Tian suddenly realized at this moment that he had changed a lot. Before, he would never take such a thing to heart. There is not more than one scenery on the road. If you miss it, let it miss it, and the memories will always be slowly annihilated.
But the fact is that when he looked at Bian Yu, he found that the memories hidden in his mind had never decayed.
Take it out and it's still as bright as ever.
When I faced Bian Yu, I couldn't help but feel the trembling in my heart, but I can still recall it now.
How can there be such a person in the world who can't help but be obsessed with it
Gong Tian slowly let out a breath and walked out in relief.
Since you can't let it go, don't let it go, it just so happens that Bian Yu reappeared.
After Gong Tian left, the captain dared to whisper: "I also know about this Bian Yu. Don't you think it's strange? A few years ago, I had frequent dealings with the police station, but suddenly disappeared again. It's a complete thing, until recently when the incident happened, the police station called Bian's house, and he appeared all at once. Isn't it strange?"
Someone smiled awkwardly: "Bian's family is low-key..."
"Low-key shouldn't be like this..." The captain shook his head.
After speaking, they turned their heads and saw Gong Chengbei standing outside the door.
"Hey Gong team is back?"
Gong Chengbei took a deep look at the captain, then nodded and asked, "Mr. Bian is gone?"
"left already."
A look of regret flashed across Gong Chengbei's face before he walked out. If he hadn't left the team temporarily, he would have met Bian Yu. Oh, what did the captain just say? It's weird to say Bian Yu. He also felt that Bian Yu was a little strange, but this should be Bian Yu's behavior. As for whether there is a problem with Bian Yu... Gong Chengbei firmly believes that there is no problem.
As he walked out, he took out his mobile phone and wondered if he should give Bian Yu a try.
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"That person named Gong is not a good person." Sitting in the villa of the side family, Song Puzhi gave Gong Tian an attribution.
Jin Jue paused, and then added: "Is he a good person?" However, his tone was much gentler.
Hang Qing didn't talk about this topic, but said, "the gallery is ready, when are you going?"
A look of surprise flashed across Jin Jue's face: "So soon?"
"Well, do you want to hold an art exhibition by the way? It's like cutting the ribbon."
Jin Jue was so moved that even his facial features were tense. It took him a long time before he smiled and said hoarsely, "Okay." After finishing speaking, he added, "Thank you."
Hang Qing handed him a business card: "if you hold an art exhibition, you will need him."
"Okay."
Song Zhengzhi couldn't help it: "Then I..."
"Just go to Bian's to report every day."
Song Jiuzhi suddenly felt a sense of loss that was not taken seriously, and when he saw the satisfied and moved smile on Jin Jue's face, Song Jiuzhi felt that his heart was pierced by a needle, and it was really uncomfortable.
He couldn't help asking, "Don't you have anything to tell me?"
"If you need me to mention everything, do you think you can still be qualified to enter the Bian family?"
Song Qingzhi was speechless.
In this state, Song Jingzhi's gaze towards Jin Jue couldn't help but be slightly jealous.
Hang Qing faintly noticed that the atmosphere in the car had become a little weird. He glanced at the two people sitting in the back row, but he didn't see anything, so Hang Qing didn't take it to heart.
Gong Tian and Gong Chengbei called Hang Qing at the same time, but Hang Qing just handed over the phone to his hand for a new one. All the calls were turned off. The two panicked for a moment at the same time in different places. . They thought that Hang Qing was like before, and disappeared in a flash.
The two father and son didn't sleep well that night, and when they woke up the next day, they could vaguely see the bloodshot in each other's eyes.
In the middle of breakfast, Gong Chengbei suddenly said, "What did Bian Yu say when he came over yesterday?"
Gong Tian didn't know his son's thoughtfulness, so he told everything that happened in the police station the day before. The more Gong Chengbei listened, the tighter his brows became. The knife and fork in his hand even slid across the plate unconsciously, making a sour creaking noise... Gong Chengbei abruptly stopped his hand: "If it's really What he is doing, the recent events are so turbulent, will he show up? Even go to Bian Yu?"
Gong Tian had to hold his breath much more. He lowered his eyes and slowly buttered the bread at hand: "It's possible."
"So Bian Yu needs protection, right?" Gong Chengbei said suddenly.
Gong Tian's movements paused.
Gong Chengbei's expression became brighter: "I think he needs the protection of the police, so I will apply today."
Gong Tian choked: "You?"
Gong Chengbei had already stood up grabbing the bread, then grabbed the trench coat with one hand, and strode out. Gong Tian glanced at his back and faintly noticed something was wrong. Gong Tian frowned, while Gong Chengbei's steps were very fast, and with one step of his long legs, he soon disappeared.
Gong Tian took out his mobile phone and called again, but couldn't get through.
Wouldn't it be another seven years
In fact, Gong Tian felt that another seven days would be unbearable.
If Bian Yu didn't appear in his life like this, maybe the name would have become a memory in his mind, but the man appeared for a moment, and then disappeared. As soon as the vivid memory was picked out, it sank again, and the taste was really sticking in the throat.
Gong Tian couldn't wait any longer.
If a gentle method is not enough, then change it to something a little more drastic.
Gong Tian instead dialed another number. It was difficult for the police to get the address of the Bian's old house. This sounds really funny. At least this is not difficult for Gong Tian. About ten minutes later, Gong Tian received the address information of the Bian's old house. But it looked like a very unfamiliar place. He tried to search on the map, but he couldn't find it.
No wonder the police station has difficulty locating the address of the Bian's old house...
Gong Tian frowned, and only then did he realize how mysterious the Bian family's style was. He called the number again, and the person on the other end agreed a few words before hanging up.
After the phone call, Gong Tian's face looked much better. After finishing the table, he walked out slowly.
Gong Tian went to the Jingshi Police Station several times, but couldn't wait for Bian Yu. He couldn't help but dial the man's phone again.
connected.
Hang Qing was leaning lazily in the chair, and Jin Jue stood in front of him and whispered that he wanted to invite him to see the painting together. Before he could answer, the phone rang. The ringtone of the new mobile phone was a little unfamiliar, so Hang Qing took the mobile phone and connected it after a while.
"Hey."
The breath on the other end seemed to stagnate for a moment: "Bian Yu?" Gong Tian's voice on the other end took on an inconceivable taste.
"Well, it's me. Is there anything wrong with Mr. Gong?"
"Your phone the other day..."
"I changed my phone and took off my card. Did Mr. Gong call me that day?"
On the other end, Gong Tian listened to the gentle tone, as if a fire was burning in his heart, and the flames made him feel extremely uncomfortable. At that time, he could still see the bright and gentle smile on the man's face, and even when he talked to him, it was a little gentle. The long time did not kill his memory, but did it kill Bian Yu's gentle attitude towards him
"..." Feeling the silence on the other side, Hang Qing couldn't help but wonder: "Mr. Gong?"
"Well, yes, I called you that day and found that it was turned off. I was a little worried."
Hang Qing quickly understood what Gong Tian was worried about.
"Are you free?" Hang Qing asked.
"Yes... I'm free." Gong Tian was stunned for a moment, and he didn't even speak fluently.
"I'll invite Mr. Gong to dinner."
"Okay!" Gong Tian responded almost in one bite, and even in a place where Hang Qing couldn't see, Gong Tian stood up abruptly.
Hang Qing put away his mobile phone and saw Jin Jue staring at him closely: "Yes, is that Mr. Gong?"
"Yes. I'm going out now, painting... I'll come and see when the exhibition is on."
"Okay." Jin Jue's temper was obviously much softer. If it was Song Puzhi, he would try his best to keep Hang Qing at the moment. Jin Jue could only stand there and watch Hang Qing go out and wait. When Hang Qing had gone far, Jin Jue felt a strange and uncomfortable feeling overflowing in his chest.
Hang Qing asked Gong Tian to thank him.
After all, Gong Tian once invited him to dinner and helped a lot, but his sudden disappearance caused people to worry for so long, but it was not a good thing. As a real Bian Yu, of course he wouldn't take such a thing to heart, but Hang Qing is not really a pervert after all.
When he and Gong Tian made an appointment at a very private Chinese restaurant, Hang Qing briefly explained the reason for their disappearance. Gong Tian heard him take it in one stroke, but his eyes flashed, but he didn't ask any further.
When the meal was almost finished, Gong Tian suddenly said, "Mr. Bian has changed a lot."
"Um?"
"Mr. Bian doesn't have the slightest smile on his face now, is it because he feels unfamiliar when he sees me?"
Hang Qingzhen didn't expect that he would struggle with a smile, Hang Qing slowly revealed a smile: "of course not." It's just that he doesn't always put a gentle smile on his face like the real Bian Yu, and he rarely shows There are only a handful of smiles in the past seven years, so I am not used to it for a while.
After getting what he wanted, Gong Tian changed the subject in time: "Mr. Bian Zheng disappeared after he got out of prison. I don't know if he will find you. You have to be careful."
Hang Qing felt a little strange, Gong Tian's tone seemed to become a lot closer all at once. He nodded and said, "You don't have to be so polite, just call him by his name."
Gong Tian noticed the flash of disgust in his eyes, and quickly changed his words: "Be careful. Do you need police protection? If you need..."
"I don't need it, there are enough people around me."
Also, Bian Yu was accompanied by so many personal bodyguards. Why did his brain suddenly heat up, and he wanted to go with that kid Gong Chengbei
Hang Qing looked down at his watch, it was almost time. Gong Tian noticed his actions, and although he felt a little reluctance in his heart, he still stood up generously and said to send Hang Qing home. Of course Hang Qing rejected him. The Bianjia villa is different, not just anyone can go there. If Gong Tian went there, he would be imprisoned directly, and he didn't have to wait to continue to brush Song Puzhi's favorability.
Gong Tian, who was rejected, also maintained his demeanor well.
"Be careful all the way." Gong Tian watched Hang Qing get into the car.
After the car drove out for a while, Gong Tian returned to his car. There was some sweat in his palms, but he still started the car firmly, drowned in the sea of cars, and hung behind Hang Qing not far or near.
As the driver of the Bian family, the man in the driver's seat is extremely sensitive. He glanced back and said in a low voice, "Master, someone is following us."
Hang Qing glanced back, but because of the heavy traffic, he couldn't see the car he was following. But Hang Qing said decisively: "detour and get rid of him."
The driver knew very well how many secrets the Bian family had buried, and of course he knew that no one would be allowed to follow them to the Bian family. The driver gritted his teeth and started drifting.
Soon, Gong Tian found himself lost.
He couldn't help frowning.
Did Bian Yu tell the driver to get rid of him? Gong Tian always felt that Bian Yu was surrounded by a thick layer of mist, including the entire Bian family, which seemed extremely mysterious. If it wasn't for the suspicion of Bian Zheng's head this time, he would only be able to see Bian Yu's corner forever.
Gong Tian slammed the steering wheel hard, then turned around and left unwillingly.
Two days later, a large envelope was sent to Gong Tian.
That is the address of the old house of the Bian family. This time it is not just a place name. There is a huge map inside. It is a map of an old city. In the middle position, there are two small characters written in black pen next to it - Bian Zhai.
The moment Gong Tian got the map, he felt a little shocked. He didn't expect the Bian family to be so concealed.
No wonder... No wonder he can hide a side hustle.
Gong Tian pressed the map into the white paper.
This white paper was handed to him by Bian Yu back then, and the booklet that almost shocked the whole country was pressed in it.
Gong Tian just remembered that he forgot to ask Bian Yu why he helped him like that. Gong Tian suppressed the surging emotions in his heart and put the white paper into the cabinet. Just after putting it in, Gong Tian was not used to it. He has kept this white paper for a long time. Sometimes he is trapped by the case, and when he feels extremely anxious, he can't help raising his hand and rubbing the white paper...
Gong Tian thought about it, and put the white paper on his right.
Because of this Jingshi case, his office was temporarily moved to the Jingshi Police Station, and no one would dare to enter this office.
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In a blink of an eye, it was time for Jin Jue to prepare for the exhibition.
At this time, the little girl's case fell into a deadlock. The police did not dare to invite Bian Yu to cooperate with the investigation. After all, they could not produce any evidence. If they repeatedly invited Bian Yu to go there, they would definitely offend the Bian family.
Hang Qing put on a black suit and tied a bow tie, his neck was tightly wrapped, with a strong taste of gentleman and abstinence. Although his pretty girly face with a suit is a bit strange, he is better than his calm temperament, and he seems to have eliminated the sense of disobedience. A girl, that must be a noble girl who lived in a deep ancient castle and was raised with brocade clothes and jade food.
After the maid dressed him, she didn't dare to look again, and lowered her head deeply.
Song Xingzhi walked in, saw Hang Qing's appearance, and a trace of surprise and shock quickly passed through his eyes.
"Has Jin Jue been there?" Hang Qing asked without looking back.
"It's here." Song Jingzhi's eyes slid down unconsciously, and finally stopped at Hang Qing's waist, his waist is really thin... Song Jingzhi thought unconsciously.
"You go first."
Song Puzhi paused and said, "I'm not going to the exhibition, I'm going to the company, something happened."
"What's up?"
Song Puzhi did not answer.
"Then you can go." Since Hang Qing has let the two go out, of course he will not restrict them any more. Song Xingzhi won't ask more questions if he doesn't say it. Anyway, someone will come to report to him afterwards. However, Song Zhengzhi should have his own thoughts. For a while, Hang Qing was still a little melancholy, just like raising a child and feeding a wolf.
Song Zhengzhi stammered: "I-I'm worried that I can't solve it, can you come over later?"
The sudden show of weakness made Hang Qing stunned for a moment, which was not in line with Song Puzhi's character. But he was also curious about what happened, and after thinking about it, Hang Qing nodded.
Song Zhengzhi smiled slightly: "Although you won't go to Jin Jue's exhibition, I don't think he will be sad."
Hang Qing choked for a moment. He didn't say that he would not go to the art exhibition, so Song Puzhi told him for him? Almost immediately, Hang Qing looked at Song Zhengzhi with a smile: "Huh? If you really grow up, you want to decide for me."
Not only was Song Zhengzhi not afraid, but a blush appeared on his face, as if he was shy.
Hang Qing: "… "
Song Quanzhi hurried to Hang Qing's side, and knelt down with both knees: "it's my fault, please punish."
Hang Qing glanced at the look on his face, and he was extraordinarily serious.
"Go away." Hang Qing was too lazy to break him. I really don't know which link had a chemical reaction, which made the villain's attack crooked all the way...
Song Zhengzhi glanced at his waist and long legs reluctantly, then stood up and walked out obediently.
Jin Jiu on the other end didn't know that his plan to invite Hang Qing to go was completely destroyed by Song Jiuzhi.
Song Xingzhi walked for a while before Hang Qing set off slowly.
It was still very early at this time, only half past ten in the morning. The car drove out of the Bianjia villa and quickly drove in the direction of the city center. The sun was in the sky, and there weren't too many vehicles on the road. Logically speaking, the journey should be extremely smooth, but suddenly a figure appeared from the side, and before the car came close to him, he fell down first.
Hang Qing was silent for a while.
There will be times when the big boss is touched.
The driver's face was cold and his tone was fierce: "Master, why don't we just run over and see that he won't get up."
Hang Qing didn't speak, he opened the car door and walked down.
People who touch porcelain are annoying, but he is still sitting in the car. If the driver really runs over, he will have to leave a shadow.
It's just that Hang Qing never thought that as soon as he opened the door, the man rushed up, hugged his leg tightly, and shouted, "Bian Yu, Bian Yu..."
Hang Qing frowned, is he still someone he knows? Hang Qing patiently kicked him away without a single kick, and at the same time lowered his head to see the man's appearance. It was a middle-aged man with strong hands, with half-length hair hanging down around his neck. He was wearing a gray 30-dollar stall with short sleeves. It seems a little out of place in this cold season. The man was a little excited, and his limbs were shaking slightly.
"Who are you?"
The moment Hang Qing finished asking, the men and the driver in the car followed, and they surrounded the man. At this time, although there were very few cars passing by the roadside, there were still some drivers who couldn't help but look over here.
The man raised his head suddenly, looked at Hang Qing and said excitedly: "I'm your dad! Bian Yu, I'm dad!" He emphasized the word "daddy" several times.
Hang Qing looked at him condescendingly, with a look of disgust flashing across his face.
The man looked at Hang Qing's face and was stunned for a moment, but then there was a look in his eyes that made Hang Qing feel sick. This man is probably the bereaved dog who has been doing it for a long time. Ten years in prison, not only did not wear away his perverted hobbies, but instead magnified the ugly desires in his heart countless times. Hang Qing easily glimpsed the desire and obsession in his eyes.
Now he is not so taboo that even the face of his own son can make him long for it
Hang Qing no longer hesitated, and kicked it on his chest.
The man has done a lot of physical work in prison. Compared with his weak body in the past, he is actually much tougher now. Hang Qing's kick just made him shake.
Bian Zheng showed a ferocious expression, he stood up suddenly and grabbed Hang Qing's arm: "I'm your father! Nothing big or small! Your mother is dead, you don't know how to respect me anymore ?"
"Respect?" Hang Qing kicked up again: "I never thought of doing this to you."
Bianzheng's eyes were burning with anger. He was a head taller than Hang Qing, but because of his slightly hunched back, he looked extremely wretched, and the grim expression on his face made him look extremely terrifying. But how could Hang Qing be afraid of him? After all, he was not the cruel and timid Bian Yu, and he did not inherit Bian Yu's fear of this man at all. He froze his face and extended his hand to the driver.
Of course the driver understood what he meant.
This is for a gun.
Just when the driver was about to draw his gun, several cars suddenly surrounded him, and someone shouted, "Don't move!"
It was followed by another voice: "The suspect is right, please come with us!"
The driver hurriedly put his hand down, and Hang Qing also slowly put his hand away. He was panicking. He looked at Hang Qing with disgust and scolded: "You called the police? Fuck your motherfucker. Son, how dare you send your father in again? You should have strangled you when you were born! Don't you think you can be clean? Fuck!"
Hang Qing frowned.
He didn't call the police at all, because he never thought that the person who touched the porcelain in front of the car was Bian Zheng. And it seemed obvious to the police that this man was Bianzheng. They are coming for the side... Is this idiot being targeted by the police? No, not possible. If the police found his trail, they should have caught him long ago, so why should they indulge Bian Zheng to talk to him
The police quickly surrounded him and knocked down Bianzheng mercilessly.
Then they glanced at Hang Qing who was standing in the center.
The man is wearing a decent suit and a white bow tie. The whole person looks like a pure and flawless white flower has finally bloomed in a black blade of grass. They glanced at Hang Qing, and then looked at Bianzheng, and immediately felt that this old man was really disgusting...
It's incredible that such an ugly old man could give birth to someone like Mr. Ben.
Bian Zheng was quickly detained and got into the car.
A man walked up to Hang Qing, and the man smiled: "I'm Guan Yong, the captain of the Jingshi criminal police. Hello, Mr. Bian."
Hang Qing glanced at him and nodded slightly: "well, shut up the team, I saw you that day."
"Yes..." Guan Yong smiled and took out a search warrant: "Please cooperate, we need to search the side's house."
Before Hang Qing could speak, the driver and his subordinates behind him were already cold, and looked at Guan Yong eagerly, all showing their unpleasantness to be offended. After all, this person is indeed the first person who dares to say that he wants to search the old house of the Bian family.
Guan Yong looked at Hang Qing with a smile as if he couldn't see those sharp eyes.
Of course Hang Qing can't let him go.
"Okay." Hang Qing replied, "driver, drive."
The driver was stunned for a moment, but then he understood what Hang Qing meant.
There are so many industries under Bian Yu's hands, which are all over the major high-end residential areas in Jingshi. Moreover, most of the houses have special personnel to take care of them. Even if they are directly taken there now, those places are more or less like a home, and they can still deceive the captain of the criminal police.
Guan Yong smiled and said, "Do you mind if I sit with you?"
"Please." Hang Qing glanced at the direction where he was being escorted into the car, and then got into the car.
At that moment, he really wanted to kill Bian Zheng. Living in this world with such a disgusting person is really a kind of harm to others. Looking at people like Bianzheng more, Hang Qing can't help but feel hot eyes.
After getting in the car, the driver quickly started the car and continued to move forward.
Guan Yong suddenly said: "Hey, the direction is wrong. Is Mr. Bian's driver dizzy? Can't even tell the direction? This is not the way to the Bian's old house. Or, are you here? Aren't you going to take me home?"
Hang Qing's heart sank.
How does Guan Yong know where the Bian family is
Worried that Guan Yong was cheating him, Hang Qing said in a low voice, "Captain Guan, what direction is the Bian's house, no one knows better than my driver."
Guan Yong smiled: "Otherwise, I'll drive? I think your driver is really dizzy."
Hang Qing noticed that the blue veins on the driver's neck were slightly protruding, which was obviously tight to a certain state. If Guan Yong continued like this, maybe the driver would not be able to help himself.
Hang Qing said in a cold voice, "then shut down the team and drive." He just saw what kind of calculus Guan Yong was playing.
Guan Yong smiled, got out of the car and walked to the driver's seat. He knocked on the window and replaced the driver. The driver was replaced with a gloomy face, and then sat down beside Hang Qing.
Hang Qing frowned secretly.
Although all the people in the Bian family are perverted, one is better than six, and ordinary perverted murderers can't compare with them. But these people are indeed less flexible, and even less good at concealing their emotions. They can show offended anger, but they shouldn't show resistance. The more you resist, the more you tell Guan Yong, is there anything shameful in the Bian family
But now that we have reached this stage, it is useless to say more.
Hang Qingqiang made up his mind.
"Drive." Hang Qing ordered as if he had ordered the driver, obviously disrespecting Guan Yong.
Guan Yong was not angry, he started the car with a smile, turned around, and hit the road. When he reached the fork that was not far away, Guan Yong walked onto the fork on the right as if he was familiar with the road. Hang Qing's eyes became more and more cold.
The police cars followed all the way, all heading in this direction together.
Before long, the car drove on the familiar route.
Seems to be really prepared. Although Hang Qing was surprised and unhappy, his face was not exposed at all, his hands were always on his knees, and his posture and etiquette were impeccable.
Soon, the car stopped.
This is the first time this place has welcomed so many cars.
Guan Yong opened the door and walked down, and "heartedly" opened the car door for Hang Qing. Guan Yong pointed at the iron gate in front of him, and there were many buildings surrounded by big men. He smiled and said, "This is the Bian's house, right? Am I right?"
The expressions of the driver and his subordinates changed.
Hang Qing said lightly: "Captain Guan is really smart. Where so many people can't find it, Team Guan actually found it."
Guan Yong's face was faintly excited: "Then may I bring my team in?"
"Please." Hang Qing walked in first after saying that.
The subordinates hurriedly saluted and shouted "Master", and then they looked at Guan Yong coldly, not at all eased by the fact that they were the police. Guan Yong was not angry, but became more and more excited. He led people to quickly search for this huge building.
Hang Qing sits coldly on the sofa.
After a while, Guan Yong came down with a thick photo album.
He sat down in front of Hang Qing and said with a smile, "don't mind if I look through it?"
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At the same moment, Gong Tian discovered that someone had entered his office without permission, and the position where the white paper was placed was obviously shifted.
Gong Tian laughed angrily: "The thieves have all come to the police station? What a great skill!"
A group of people was trembling and hurriedly mobilized the monitoring.