"You are the girl from the Wang family?"

Song Zhongping looked at Wang Chen, with a hint of contempt in his easy-going eyes. In his eyes, Wang Chen was just an ignorant little girl:

"I remember that when I came to your house to visit Lingzun more than 10 years ago, you were still a little boy at that time. I haven't seen you for so many years. Do you don't know Uncle Song anymore?"

Song Zhongping was like an elder greeting a junior, as if he was not angry at all because Wang Chen captured his son.

"Hello, I really can't remember what happened when I was a child, but I only know that your son is currently a suspect. I need to take him to record his confession now. Please forgive me!" Wang Chen said, and was about to take Song Yi to record his confession.

"Hey, wait, why are you doing so anxious..."

At this time, Song Zhongping showed a little dissatisfaction. Wang Chen was indeed the same as what his sister said last night. He was a stubborn person and did not know how to socialize or adapt.

Song Zhongping's head tilted slightly, and the man standing behind him walked in front of Wang Chen. He looked gentle and was the most capable lawyer under Song Zhongping.

"Officer Wang, as far as I know, you have only grasped Cheng Meng's oral evidence at present, and there is no written evidence in black and white. There is no such statement in law in oral evidence. If you immediately ask Cheng Meng to tell us that our young master is suspected of hiring a murderer, it would be considered..." said the lawyer.

"I'll call my colleague of the caretaker Cheng Meng now." Wang Chen took out his cell phone and called his colleague of the caretaker Cheng Meng.

"Give Cheng Meng a cell phone, I want to talk to him now!" Wang Chen said.

"Captain, it's not possible now. Cheng Meng did the surgery at 6 a.m., and he is still under anesthesia." The police voice came from his phone.

Hearing this, Wang Chen couldn't help but feel frustrated and glared at Song Zhongping's lawyer.

"How is Cheng Meng's situation?" Wang Chen asked again.

"I heard from the doctor that the situation is pretty good. The five guns on his body are not in the critical position. All the bullets have been removed. In a few days, Cheng Meng's mind can be restored to a clear mind. We can record his confession for him in the hospital!" said the policeman in the hospital.

"Okay, that's it. You two generals Cheng Meng are obsessed with it. If you have any situation, report to me immediately!" After that, Wang Chen hung up his phone.

"Officer Wang, this is our bail statement about our young master. Now we are going to take our young master away. Do you have any questions?" the lawyer asked with a smile.

In Wang Chen's opinion, the lawyer was deliberately provoking her. Wang Chen didn't want to pay attention to him. He looked at Song Yi and said, "If you are the murderer, I will definitely catch you back to the police station with my own hands!"

"good!"

Song Yi smiled and approached Wang Chen a little, and he whispered: "That depends on whether you have the ability. In addition, I also want to remind you not to forget what I once said. If you wronged me this time, I will make you pay the price for it."

After saying that, Song Yi looked at Wang Chen and smiled softly like a winner, as if mocking Wang Chen's incompetence.

Song Zhongping led Song Yi out of the police station.

He went directly to a Toyota Prado at the door of the police station. Song Zhongping was from the court, so even though he was very rich, he could not drive a super luxury car worth millions!

The lawyer said goodbye to the Song and his son and left on his own.

As soon as he got into the car, Song Zhongping's face became very gloomy, which was very different from that in the police station. Song Yi, who was sitting in the passenger seat, felt particularly uneasy and did not dare to open his mouth to speak to his father.

Speeched all the way, Song Zhongping drove into a high-end community located in Pingchang District.

This community is not considered a luxurious one in Yanjing, but is a medium-sized community. An official like Song Zhongping lives in a good place, without showing off his wealth and leaving no talk. At the same time, it is not like some officials who deliberately pretend to be poor and live in the lowest-end community.

When he entered the room, Song Zhongping took off his Zhongshan suit and handed it to the nanny standing at the door. He was wearing a blue shirt inside, which was completely incompatible with the Zhongshan suit he wore outside.

"Come in with me!" Song Zhongping turned around and glared at Song Yi and said. As he said, he walked into his study. Song Yi was so excited that he followed him in fear.

Song Yi just closed the door and turned around, but he hadn't reacted yet.

With a "pop", his eyes turned black and he had already been slapped heavily on his right face! Song Yi was beaten so hard that his ears were buzzing, and his face felt like he was covered with chili oil!

"Damn it, let you be careful when doing things, be careful. You want to ruin all my reputation, right?" Song Zhongping glared at Song Yi and cursed.

Although he was calm when he was in the police station, he was actually more panicked and anxious than anyone else.

He is a high-ranking official in the court. Once his son is exposed and he commits such a crime as "hiring murder", the career he has worked hard to build will collapse overnight without any room for negotiation.

"Dad, I'm sorry, this time I was negligent in doing things. I promise not to make the same mistake again..." Song Yi quickly admitted his mistake to his father.

"I will kill you again with the same mistake!" Song Zhongping said with a whisper.

He sat on the swivel chair behind the desk, grabbed his hair with his hands, and lifted it up, and his thick black hair was actually lifted up.

It turned out that Song Zhongping was born with a bald man. At the age of 30, he became the "Mediterranean Sea". Song Zhongping simply removed all his hair, but after all, he was an official in the court. Song Zhongping bought a wig for himself. Over the years, even his colleagues closest to him did not know that he was actually a bald man.

Song Zhongping placed his wig on the desk, took out an exquisite iron box from the drawer, opened the iron box, and lies quietly in the iron box with 6 top Cuban cigars.

Song Zhongping took out one, ignited it and started to suck it. At this time, he needed nicotine to calm him down.

A mouthful of light blue smoke emerged from his mouth, causing his nerves to relax for a while.

"There must not be any problem in this matter. Do you have a clue how to solve it now?" Song Zhongping looked at Song Yi and asked. He was no longer as excited as before.

"Dad, don't worry, I can solve this problem!"

Song Yi breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Currently, Cheng Meng is holding information that is not good for me. Just let him shut up forever!"

"Okay, you do it as soon as possible and do it safe!" Song Zhongping explained. In fact, he was quite relieved about Song Yi, but what happened this time was too sudden and almost made him unable to react, so Song Zhongping was furious.

"Yes, I know," Song Yi replied.

"In addition, the American Huaqing Gang had clear news yesterday. They agreed to my request. Once we were going to showdown with the Zhong family, they would send experts to help us defeat the Zhong family in one fell swoop." Song Zhongping said while thinking about the phone call he had spoken with the leader of the Huaqing Gang Zhan Tianya yesterday.

Song Zhongping has been planning to completely and completely snatch the underground world of Yanjing and even North China from the hands of the Zhong family. He has never fought a war that he was unsure. Over the years, the underground forces controlled by the Song family have been "despicable". Until the past two years, Song Zhongping felt that the opportunity for the Song family to replace the Zhong family has been coming.

Song Zhongping has been communicating with the American Huaqing Gang who had been in contact with him a few months ago and asked them to help him with his actions. The Huaqing Gang's attitude has always been very vague. Song Zhongping knew that the Huaqing Gang needed to evaluate the strength of the Song family.

Yesterday, when he called the leader of the Huaqing Gang, Zhan Wuya, he finally waited for the reply he wanted. Zhan Wuya made a clear statement that he supported the Song family to seize the underground world of Yanjing and North China. Once the Song family wanted to fight the Zhong family to a decisive battle, the Huaqing Gang would provide the strongest assistance.

"Huaqing Gang agreed, it's great!" Song Yi also shouted in surprise. He knew that his father had been communicating with Huaqing Gang.

"You will deal with your matter first, and then go to the Zhong family immediately to negotiate with Zhong Jiuzhen! Just follow what I told you before!" Song Zhongping was smoking a cigar and thinking in his mind about the scene of Song Yi and Zhong Jiuzhen's negotiations at that time.

"Dad, are you too anxious?" Song Yi asked a little unreasonably.

"urgent?"

Song Zhongping looked at Song Yi, slightly dissatisfied with his doubts about him: "I have always taught you that timing is fleeting. At present, for our Song family, our strength has also been achieved. With the support of the Huaqing Gang, this is the best time. If you miss it for a while, you don't know when you can come again. As a man, you have to make a quick decision. Do you know?"

"Yes, Dad, you're right, I'm too hesitant! Once Cheng Meng is solved, I will go to Zhong Jiuzhen to show off!" Song Yi lowered his head slightly and said.

"Okay, you go out and think about your own affairs!" Song Zhongping waved his hand to Song Yi, and Song Yi left the study.

The next day, at 6 o'clock in the morning, Cheng Meng was staying at the Third Hospital of Yanjing Medical University.

Outside Cheng Meng's ward, two policemen were sitting in rows of chairs. They leaned against the backrest and closed their eyes. They were guarding Cheng Meng in the hospital and could not sleep in the bed, which made them feel very tired. At this moment, just give them a pillow and they guaranteed that they could snore.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak..." A small cart slowly walked over.

"Stop!" When the cart passed by the two policemen, the two policemen woke up at the same time and looked at the person behind the cart.

The cart is made of stainless steel, about 1.3 meters high, with a blue trash can, a small green bucket, broom and mop. This is a cleaning cart. The one pushing the cart is an old woman with wrinkles and a hunchbacked figure.

Hearing the humble whispers from the two policemen, the old lady was startled and looked lingering in fear while covering her chest.

"Comrade Police, I am a cleaner in the hospital. I come to clean every morning. If I can't finish cleaning this floor before 7 o'clock, the hospital will fire me!"

The old lady quickly explained to the two policemen, looked at Cheng Meng's ward and said, "I heard that the person who was locked in here was a murderer, and I was quite scared. Comrade, if you say that this ward doesn't need to be cleaned, then I can't ask for it. As long as you go to the hospital management office to help me tell the director, don't let me deduct my salary."

"Ah?" The two policemen looked at each other. If they went to the management, they would have to leave the hospitalization department. They would go around a big circle before they arrived. They didn't want to go.

"So that's it, grandma, go in and clean. Don't worry, that person is still unconscious and he is wearing handcuffs. It's impossible for him to hurt you. Go and clean!" the policeman said.
Chapter completed!