Translator: Henyee Translations | Editor: Henyee Translations
Director Han knew Zhang Weihong as well, but he was the deputy director here.
He was unwilling to offend Zhang Weihong, but he had the power to manage the place he was in charge of.
In fact, he disliked it when Zhang Weihong showed off her influence at the police station he worked at.
This was a police station, not her Hongjie after all.
Hearing that, Zhang Weihong gave him a glance.
Director Han organized the papers in his hands and also gave her a side glance. Seeing that, Zhang Weihong understood that he wouldnât help her. Anyway, it was the rule. Although she didnât think his position was important, he could refuse to help her when it fell within the ambit of his authority.
Zhang Weihong could take revenge afterward, but it wasnât worth doing that just because of a small argument.
All in all, as long as Director Han had the confidence that he wouldnât need to beg Zhang Weihong for help one day in the future, his attitude was fine.
Zhang Weihong understood it very well, so she said in a cold tone, âI need to take Feng Jun away. What procedures do we need to finish?â
âImpossible.â Director Han shook his head and turned her down in public. At this key moment, he must stand out as the deputy director. âThe injured people are in the hospital right now. What if any of them lose their lives because of him?â
Zhang Weihong blinked and slightly nodded. âIt seems that you plan to deal
with it according to the rules.â
Director Han felt stressed when Zhang Weihong stared at him.
He sighed. âSorry, the most seriously injured man could be permanently disabled, which will affect the judgment of injury. We need to have a meeting to see whether it is a light injury or heavy injury.â
Although Hong Jie had great fame, she wasnât familiar with the way the police dealt with problems. Normally, she didnât need to worry about that, and all she needed to do was to manage all kinds of resources.
Nevertheless, it wasnât easy to fool her. âItâs also possible that they robbed Feng Jun. Why can he leave right now?â snorted Zhang Weihong.
Hearing that, Director Han felt cornered. He knew that it was his fault, so he gave Hong a glance. âTell another person to visit the injured, and you should stay here.â
Hong was annoyed. He glanced at Zhang Weihong and wanted to say something, but in the end, he didnât say it out loud.
Other policemen in the station realized that the situation changed, and no one went to handcuff Feng Jun.
Zhang Weihong then walked to Feng Jun. She gave Wang Haifeng a nod before she said to Feng Jun, âSorry, I canât help you leave here today, but you donât need to worry about your safety. I can protect you.
Feng Jun beamed. âThanks. I should apologize to you because I didnât pay much attention to my Oftfarm these days, and there is no good weed for you to steal.â
When they were talking, many people were listening in on their conversation because they were curious about their relationship.
After hearing the content, they were surprised. Shouldnât they talk about what had happened today? Shouldnât Feng Jun defend himself?
Why were they still talking about QQ.f arm at this moment?
Actually, Feng Jun didnât know what he should talk about with Zhang Weihong right now. He couldnât thank her for firing him anyway.
âItâs fine, just a game to kill time,â said Zhang Weihong. She sized up Feng Jun. âYouâve changed a lot after only a few days. What are you up to recently?
Embarrassed, Feng Jun laughed and said, âUm, sorry, there are too many ears around us, and I canât tell you.â
Zhang Weihong nodded and wasnât mad at all. âAre you sure that you donât
want to come back to Hongjie?â
Feng Jun thought it wasnât an easy question, but he still shook his head after thinking about it for a while. âSorry, I think I love freedom more.â
âFine, youâre too successful to work in Hongjie now. In fact, I regret making that decision,â said Zhang Weihong.
Feng Jun understood that Zhang Weihong was showing her kindness towards, him, so he smiled. âAnyway, Sister Hong, thank you very much for your help.â âI didnât help you a lot,â said Zhang Weihong with a smile. âWell, Iâll go to have a rest in a nearby hotel and wait for your news. Don11 worry, Iâm sure you will be fine.â
Saying that, she gave Director Han a glance.
Director Han had his files and walked out without turning around at all.
Zhang Weihong snorted, then glanced at Wang Haifeng and Zhang Wei. You two donât need to stay here together. Why donât you do shifts?
âItâs fine. I have a tent and a bed. Iâll have a rest right here,â said Wang Haifeng. Hearing that, all the policemen in the police station were displeased. This was a police station, not a tourist attraction.
When Zhang Weihong was gone, Wang Haifeng went to take out his tent and bed from his car. A policeman walked to him. âHey, dude, are you sure? Can t you sleep in your car?â
âItâs not comfortable to sleep in the car,â said Wang Haifeng. âAnd itâll be easy to be regarded as a driver.â
âWell, you can turn to a policeman for help to get your friend out.â This policeman lowered his voice. âYou must give Director Han a good reason to release your friend, right? Given your influence, I think it should be easy for you to know several policemen.â
âWhy didnât you tell me earlier?â Wang Haifeng patted his shoulder, then gave him a pack of cigarettes. âThanks, bro!â
In fact, when the businessman behind Liu Hongâs back heard that Zhang Weihong went to the police station in person, he couldnât stay calm any longer and sent a message to Director Han to tell him that he quit.
Director Han, however, was unwilling to accept the result, because Zhang
Weihong would blame him for it.
The next day at 10 am, they heard the news from the hospital that Liu Shumingâs skull was broken, but he was in a steady condition now. He would stay in the hospital under observation for two days.
At this time, Director Han was off-duty, and all the people who were involved in the crime could also leave now, but they must come back once they were needed.
Feng Jun left the police station later, but his cash was kept by the police as evidence.
The police even wanted Feng Jun to pay the bail because Liu Shuming was injured by him.
Before Feng Jun could say anything, Zhang Wei argued, âIf you donât want him to leave right now, I can help you make a piece of big news about the crime. âYouâve already kept his forty thousand yuan in cash as evidence, which means that theyâre being suspected of robbery. How can you ask a man who was robbed to pay the medical fee for the robbers?â
The police charged Feng Jun for the bail because it was income anyway. It would be difficult for Feng Jun to have it back.
They didnât have a better choice because of the tight case funding.
Hearing that, no policeman dared to force Feng Jun to pay the money, and he was taken to finish the procedures afterward.
Feng Jun went to hold a piece of A4 white paper with his name printed on it on his chest. A policeman took a photo of his front face and profile.
After that, Feng Jun also needed to leave the fingerprints of all his 10 fingers. In that case, even if Feng Jun escaped, his features would greatly help the police chase him.
After that, Feng Jun walked outside and ran into Hong Ge along with his people at the door.
Hong Ge did some research on Wang Haifeng and Zhang Wei s family background. Although he didnât care much about them, he was unwilling to have more enemies.
Therefore, he only threatened Feng Jun, âHey, take care of yourself.
Feng Jun said, âDonât mess with me again.â
âSo?â Hong Ge cocked his eyebrow.
Feng Jun smiled at him. âDo it and youâll see.
âYouâre an idiot. Even if I mess with you again, what can you do to me?â said Hong Ge with disdain.
Feng Jun shookhis head. âEnjoy the rest of your life, because it will end soon.â Somehow, when Feng Jun said that airily with a serious expression, Hong felt a little scared.
âYouâre crazy!â He walked away. âLiu Shuming has messed with you many times, but youâve done nothing to him.â
Feng Jun was struck dumb for a long while. He then said to Wang Haifeng, âHaifeng, shouldnât I be so nice?â
âAlright, letâs go now!â Zhang Wei pulled him. âHow about the explosives? Do you have them?â
He had been holding back this question for a full night and half a day, but he was at the police station back then and couldnât ask Feng Jun about it, but now, he was eager to know the answer.