Tong An personally sent him to the gate of the police station. This was what his uncle Tong Lishu personally told him to be careful to entertain the bull-heeled man in Aocheng. After watching Zhen Nande get into the car and leave, Tong An's smile became more obvious. He returned to the office and opened the box. He looked at the bundles of RMB inside and said with a smile: "The business introduced by Uncle is very big."

He picked up the phone on the table, dialed a number, and after the other party answered, he restored the director's majesty and cleared his throat: "Tian Wen, come to the office for a trip."

In less than five minutes, Tian Wen, who had personally copied Zhang Moqian back, came to the director's office happily. After knocking on the door, he stood in front of Tong An with a charming and flattering smile on his face and said, "Director, are you looking for me?"

Tong An nodded and said lukewarmly: "How is the boy I brought back?"

"I have a hard mouth, but I can't last long. I'll be soft first. If I don't, I will be tortured. For two days, I guarantee that the boy pleads guilty. It's so inappropriate to trafficking drugs!"

Tong Annun nodded with satisfaction and said in an official voice: "We must take into account the public security issues in Anning District. Secretary Shi Liang is determined to crack down on pornography, gambling and drugs. Let's kill Zhang Moqian, the drug dealer. I believe Secretary Shi Liang will notice it. Let's get things done and wait for Secretary Shi Liang to investigate. I will say a few more words for you."

Tian Wen was overjoyed, nodded repeatedly, and left the office far away before whispering: "Fuck, why are you pretending to be upright? Your uncle and nephew are the biggest cancer in Anning District."

"What did the director of the team Tian say?"

A young policeman who went to the golden sunshine with Tian Wen to bring Zhang Moqian back ran over and asked.

Tian Wen's face calmed down again and he sneered: "I'll keep him in check for a while. If you don't admit it, you'll hit me until he confesses his guilt."

At this time, Zhang Moqian was being locked in a room.

In China, there is a saying that is quite interesting. Outsiders lead insiders. These group of bastards wearing police uniforms and taxpayers pay them, but help rich people do evil to do not do serious things. But they are good at torture and confession, just like the room where Zhang Moqian is now, with air conditioning, electric fans and chairs. The environment looks good, but Zhang Moqian knows that this is a ghost place where people can't see blood.

The door of the room was opened from outside, and Tian Wen, dressed in a neat police uniform, walked in and smiled calmly: "Mr. Zhang, how about it, do you agree or not? You are treated well now, but if you don't cooperate with our police officers to investigate the truth, you will suffer a little later. You have already thought about it."

"If you didn't do it, you didn't do it." Zhang Moqian said calmly.

"Very good, then you can stay here." Tian Wen grinned. The police uniform looked very righteous, but his expression was indescribable. He took out the bag of drugs from his pocket and threw it into the room, saying viciously: "I'm shameless. I know you have a backstage, but some people are not something you can afford to offend. If you give you half an hour and don't know what's wrong, my brothers won't blow it out, and you'll feel good at that time."

"Bang!"

The door was closed again, and the room seemed a little stuffy again.

Zhang Moqian lit a cigarette, took a few puffs, squinted his eyes and looked around, thinking that this fucking society is so realistic. If it were someone else, I'm afraid he would really die in this room, right?

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Zhicheng Home, a high-end villa area in Kunzhou.

At around 10 o'clock in the evening, Zhao Shi, who was watching TV, suddenly remembered the phone. The ringtone was harsh. Zhao Shi frowned, took out her cell phone and looked at the telephone. It was a strange phone call, and she answered with a puzzled look, "Hello, who are you?"

"Is it Miss Zhao?" There was a low voice on one end of the phone.

"I am Zhao Shi, who are you?"

"I am the King of Golden Sunshine. Brother Zhang was just taken to Anning Public Security Bureau. I don't know who to look for, so I can only ask you for help."

"Why should they take the local buns away?" Zhao Shi quickly stood up.

"The old fox Zhen Nande was cheated on. Brother Zhang had expected that we also had evidence in our hands, but the public security needs someone to clear it up." Wang said hypocritically. "It is an ordinary frame-up, saying that Brother Zhang is selling drugs."

"Well, don't worry, I'll talk to the Public Security Bureau."

"Shishi, what's wrong?" Zhao Shi's mother said in confusion.

"Something happened to my friend, I'll go find my second uncle." Zhao Shi, wearing pajamas, ran back to her room to change her clothes, and went downstairs in just five minutes.

"Shishi, just call, why are you doing so urgent?" Zhao Wu, who came out of the study, couldn't help but wonder when he saw this scene: "Which friend of yours has something to do?"

"My boyfriend." Zhao Shi took the car keys and said, "My mom, I'll go out first."

"Hey, when did you have a boyfriend?" Zhao Wu shouted at Zhao Shi's back, but Zhao Shi had already left quickly and did not hear his father's question.

"Old Zhao, when did my daughter have a boyfriend? I was about to let her go on a blind date. A friend's son, a returnee from overseas, is the president of a large group in Beijing. I was about to match them to meet him. Why did Shishi have a boyfriend?" On the sofa, the elegant and luxurious woman frowned. "Hey, Lao Zhao, did you think Shishi's boyfriend is the Zhang Moqian who came to attend her birthday party?"

The confession of the Zhao family’s daughter’s birthday party has long been spread throughout Kunzhou City. Of course, as for whether the confession was successful, very few people know it.

"I think it's that boy. Shishi Zhang is so old and hasn't cared so much about a man." Zhao Wu rubbed his head with a headache, "That boy is not suitable for Shishi."

"Do you think someone is poor?"

Zhao Wu shook his head, "It's not the reason. To be honest, I appreciate that boy's character very much. But if they are really together in the future, I'm afraid Shishi will not be able to control him."

In a luxurious villa on Anning Avenue.

Xue Chan has a habit of taking a bath every time she comes out.

The water vapor in the bathroom was hazy, and Xue Chan was lying comfortably in the bathtub playing with foam. At this time, her cell phone rang.

"Xixi, what's wrong?" Xue Chan answered the phone and said with a giggle.

"Xiaochan, no, Zhang Moqian was captured by the police." Lan Xixi on the other end of the phone seemed very anxious.

"What's the matter with me when that guy was captured?" Xue Chan said that, but he paused and asked, "How did he get caught?"

"The police said he was selling drugs." Lan Xixi said anxiously: "Xiaochan, do you have any way to help him? I believe Zhang Moqian is not that kind of person."

"That bastard is caught, hum." Xue Chan snorted coldly. Just this morning, she received a text message from Zhang Moqian, which almost made her angry. The content was like this: Mr. Xue, hello, I take the liberty to ask you not to wear black frames without glasses in the future, because this is the second most pussy dress in the world. If I see you dress like this next time, I will put my booze on your eyes.

"Xiao Chan, why are you doing this... Zhang Moqian is pretty good." Lan Xixi was anxious, "I don't care, Xiao Chan, you must help him."

Dear bastard, I don't want to save him.

Xue Chan hung up the phone, looking like she gritted her teeth, and seemed a little unreasonable, with less queenly temperament and more a little feminine atmosphere. Who would have thought that Mr. Xue, the dignified Jianning Industrial, would grit his teeth?

Finally, Xue Chan, who had lost her temper for no reason, called her.

Hot spring area, entrepreneurial park.

36D Teacher Jiang was tutoring Zhong Jiawei for science when she received the news that Xiao Moqian had entered the police station. Zhong Jiawei was good at biology, but physics and chemistry were very bad, especially chemistry. They were in their third year of high school, and even an ordinary chemical equation was unmatched, which made Teacher Jiang have the urge to slap him hard.

"Hey, my poor little Moqian, I'm not yet in my zodiac year, there are only so many disasters and difficulties." Jiang Jiaomei hung up the phone and sighed repeatedly.

"Sister Jiang? What's wrong with you?" Zhong Jiawei scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "By the way, what does the reaction of calcium carbonate and xi hydrochloric acid produce?"

"Let the homework be put aside first. What happened to your brother Mo Qian, and now I have something to do again." Teacher Jiang's fox eyes flashed, looking excited, and seemed not very worried about the little Mo Qian who was locked in a room in Anning Branch at this time.

"My grass, what's wrong with Brother Mo Qian?" Zhong Jiawei cursed.

"Oh, I've been framed." Teacher Jiang blinked the fox eyes that were fascinated by the unpaid lives and said, "Our little Moqian is just too honest and always bullied. If he can have half of your treacherous minds, I don't have to worry so much."

Damn, Brother Mo Qian is still honest? Zhong Jiawei doesn't believe it. At the birthday party of the Zhao family's daughter, he witnessed Brother Mo Qian's methods with his own eyes. Not only did he make Hu Yu, who was a headache, slapped his mouth behind his head, but even the rookie in the demon city of Ma Muzhen was very excited by Brother Mo Qian.

Of course, Zhang Moqian is Sister Jiang's forbidden body, so how dare Zhong Jiawei express his thoughts? He was not yet beaten to death by Sister Jiang. The first thing Zhong Jiawei, a big playboy, fears most is his father, and the second is Sister Jiang.

"Jiawei, how is your relationship with our little Moqian?" Teacher Jiang looked at Zhong Jiawei with a smile.

"Brother Mo Qian is my idol!"

"Well... Now that your idol has been framed, what should I do? I don't need my sister to teach you, right?" Teacher Jiang patted Zhong Jiawei's head, "Your Brother Mo Qian is trapped in Anning Branch."

"Cao, I want to know who framed me, Brother Mo Qian, I won't mess with him." Zhong Jiawei cursed, patted his chest hard, and promised: "Sister Jiang, don't worry, I am the secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Committee. Please help me and ensure that Brother Mo Qian comes out of the Anning Branch without any damage."

"Oh, then that's what it is today."

After driving Zhong Jiawei away, Jiang Jiaomei called Shi Liang, and the content was very simple: "Your brother-in-law was caught in Anning Branch, so let's do it yourself!"

Next, our teacher Jiang dressed up and went downstairs to do a spa with his bag!
Chapter completed!