"I swear: I volunteer to become a people's policeman and devote myself to the noble people's public security cause..."

The Municipal Public Security Bureau held a rank of recruiting police officers who were promoted to full-time positions after the probationary period of the recruitment period and an oath ceremony for the new police officers in 2109. Zhong Tianzheng naturally became a formal people's policeman.

At 8 o'clock in the evening.

Zhong Tianzheng specially called Xiangyan Zhaoxing Yucheng and others to have a dinner together, and it was lively.

This time, Team Leader Li, who had no time, finally appeared on their table for the first time.

"I'll say first, I can't drink when I'm old, so you can drink it."

Team Leader Li touched the top of his sparse hair: "Come on, I'll use tea instead of wine, congratulations to A Zheng."

"Come on."

Everyone picked up their wine glasses lively.

...

Xibo Road.

The person in charge of the external office of Dongman Company came out of a Japanese restaurant full of alcohol and said goodbye to the people who were traveling with him. After the person left, he reached out to lit his Chinese cigarette, and then walked towards the parking lot 300 meters away.

"Damn it, I've been looking for any broken shop, there's not even a parking lot."

The middle-aged man loosened his slightly tight belt and unbuttoned a pair of shirt buttons and walked to himself.

Behind him.

A person wearing a baseball cap and a loose black sunscreen suit, covering himself tightly and unable to see his body clearly, also held a cigarette in his mouth, put his hands in his pockets of clothes, and followed the middle-aged man in no distance or near.

liquor.

It's a good thing.

Can mediate the atmosphere between people at the wine table.

After drinking a glass of wine, the feelings can be closer, and the words can be smoother when you blow your face.

But it has a big side effect, that is, it will lower people's reaction and perception.

Middle-aged man didn't notice at all, and he was following someone.

soon.

Middle-aged man walked to the parking lot.

It is not so much a parking lot, but rather an open space on the side of the road.

If it were during the day, maybe the traffic police would be given a ticket later.

Middle-aged man found his car, threw down the cigarette butt, and groped for the car keys from his pocket.

The baseball cap that was following behind quickly accelerated its pace, and simultaneously snuffed out the cigarette butt in his hand with his fingers and put it in his pocket. He lowered his head and rushed to middle-aged.

"Didi."

The headlights flashed twice.

Middle-aged man unlocked the car and reached out to pull the door.

"Bang."

A thick and wide palm slapped the back of the middle-aged hand.

"Um?"

The middle-aged man shook the alcohol-based head and hesitated for two seconds before he reacted, glanced at the arm on his palm, and then turned his head.

"Friend, are you going to drive drunk?"

The voice of the baseball cap was very heavy. It was a man. He lowered his head slightly, middle-aged and could not see his face clearly.

"No, no."

Middle-aged man thought for a while and was a little unhappy, but he still explained: "I just got something in the car and I couldn't drive it here."

Middle-aged people have seen similar news.

There are special gangs who are watching people at the doors of some restaurants and midnight snack stalls, and they are specifically looking for people who drive back by themselves after drinking, and then looking for opportunities to mess up and take the opportunity to extort money.

Drunk driving is being checked very strictly now.

This routine is correct, and most people will choose to settle privately.

but.

Middle-aged thought for a few seconds before he realized something was wrong.

No.

If the other party is trying to get into a car, shouldn’t it be time to wait until he opens the door and starts the car?

The car door has not been opened yet, why did he touch it?

"Oh? That's not drunk driving."

The man in the cap nodded, but did not raise his head: "Your name is Wang Yiwei, right?"

"ah?"

Wang Yiwei was stunned for a moment, unable to guess his routine.

The man in the baseball cap said to himself: "You work in a Dongman company, right? You are mainly responsible for external contacts, right?"

The appearance of the baseball cap made Wang Yiwei very alert.

Speaking of this, no matter how stupid Wang Yiwei was, he guessed that the purpose of the visitor was impure: "No, brother, what are you talking about? Have you drunk too much wine?"

While speaking, the middle-aged man took the opportunity to look around and tried to use force to his palm, but he was caught tightly by the cap and could not move.

"That's right you are right!"

The baseball cap said affirmatively, and his palm suddenly pinched the back of Wang Yiwei's hand hard, like an iron plier. The huge pressure of squeezing came, and he couldn't resist at all.

"Get in!"

The baseball cap shouted lowly, opened the car door with his right hand, held Wang Yiwei with his left hand, and pushed him down with more than 150 pounds on the driver's seat. He raised his right foot and pressed his knee tightly against his back and spine, instantly killing him.

The keyless starter car dashboard automatically illuminates.

"Damn!"

Wang Yiwei struggled violently for a few times, but it was useless. Instead, a severe pain came from his spine where the lower back was pressed.

"Click."

A switchblade stretched out from the man in the cap and pressed against his neck.

"Brother, don't be impulsive, just talk about it if you have something to do."

A cold sweat suddenly appeared on Wang Yiwei's forehead. Years of experience in the martial arts world told him how to deal with it. He spoke quickly: "There is money in the hand snatch. I just proposed today. 30,000 yuan is all spent. It can be used as soon as I get it. There is no surveillance here, so you are very safe."

The man in the cap didn't speak, just looked at him silently.

"Damn it, brother, you said something. If you want, you can give me a correct letter. I will definitely cooperate with you."

Seeing that the man with a captain was unmoved, the middle-aged Wang Yiwei was almost crying. Feeling the coldness of the blade on his neck, he repeatedly told him: "Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive, everything can be discussed."

"Yeah?"

The man in the baseball cap looked out of the car and lowered the hat a little: "I want your life."

"Oh, brother, please spare me!"

Wang Yiwei almost cried, and the muscles on his face were squeezing together and twisted: "We have no grievances and no grudges. If you take the money, I won't call the police. Really, I swear, I promise!"

"Oh? You're very rich, right. I almost forgot that you earn money from children, and you're specializing in spreading restricted comics."

The man in the cap nodded to himself: "Do you think I'm here to grab the money?"

"No, I..."

Wang Yiwei was really crying now, and his eyes turned around for a few moments and thought quickly. Since the other party had investigated his details clearly, it would be difficult to lose money and eliminate disasters today: "Let's do it this way, if you want to kill me, you have to give me a reason?"

"Xue Xiaodong, you must know each other, right? I killed it!"

When Wang Yiwei heard this, his heart suddenly felt a "kick".

"You provide a platform for comics full of blood-induced *crime sex*. I don't know how many young people have poisoned. This reason is enough for you to die!"
Chapter completed!