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Chapter 164 The word two hundred five is tailor-made for you(1/2)

This news video directly recreates the situation at that time.

"Don't kill me, I surrender, surrender!"

I don’t know if it was because it was too close or because Zhao Ling begged for mercy was too loud. He knelt on the ground and begged for mercy loudly at Liu Yiyuan clearly sounded in the hall through the TV.

"Scared!"

Qiu Xiong was not at the scene today, so he didn't know the actual situation at the scene: "A man who knelt down and begged for mercy in the face of the robber? It's simply embarrassing."

There is something to say.

Qiu Xiong was a man who used to be very high-profile and was also very revengeful.

But in this kind of scene.

He asked himself that he was still so unscrupulous.

"Wow! No."

Song Zijie looked at the scene on TV and complained directly: "Are these journalists and media now so fast? We have just finished returning to the police station. We haven't even sat in the hot butts, and the news is already flying all over the sky?"

This is Song Zijie's complaint.

"Didn't you notice?"

Azu glanced at the news scene with disdain and contempt: "When Zhao Ling came here, he not only brought people to recruit people, but also called reporters, probably just to photograph his heroic posture of capturing the robbers."

He snorted coldly, with a gloating expression: "Now, I'm ready, shoot myself in the foot, the reporter has shot him in the scene of his miserable misfortune, wait for death."

This kind of news was spreading, basically declared the "death penalty" of Zhao Ling's career in the police force.

It was Zhao Ling's move to take reporters to arrest the scene that quickly spread the entire Hong Kong Island.

In the news screen.

The reporter's voiceover was also extremely indignant, filled with deep questions.

Nowadays, there is no real-time barrage function.

otherwise.

At this moment, there must be a large string of barrage on the screen that is fragrant at Zhao Ling's mouth.

Mo Sir did not stop everyone from speaking, but his eyes remained on Zhong Wenze, as if waiting for his words.

“How to say it?”

Zhong Wenze smiled and shook his head, took out the cigarette in his pocket, pinched his index finger and thumb up, and slapped the cigarette butt up and down on the cigarette box: "Mo Sir looks like he has something to say."

"yes."

Mo Sir took a deep breath: "I have seen this news myself, but now there are two wind directions inside the police force."

"Um."

Zhong Wenze nodded when he heard this, and had already guessed: "Zhao Ling poured dirty water on us?"

"Yes."

Mo Sir nodded, "According to his description, he had the opportunity to directly shoot Liu Yiyuan and the others on the scene, but because of you, he failed. As for the matter of him kneeling down and begging for mercy, he kept silent."

Paused.

He added again: "You also know that once a person makes a mistake, he will definitely push the responsibility to others as soon as possible."

"Grass!"

When Azu heard this, he swears: "Zhao Ling is dead and we haven't said that he betrayed us, causing us to be blown by grenades. If Brother Ze hadn't reacted quickly, we would have lost in the car."

"Is Zhao Ling so?!"

Qiu Xiong took a step forward and cursed: "I have disliked him for a long time. If he does this, I will beat him to death."

"so what?"

Zhong Wenze was calm, and Zhao Ling's back bite was also expected by him. His wrong command caused so many casualties. If he did not push the responsibility on himself, he would be afraid that he would be dismissed on the spot.

"so."

Zhong Wenze sucked a cigarette, and the cigarette butts made a sound of tobacco burning: "What should I notify us here?"

"I have nothing to say."

Mo Sir pointed his finger on the desktop: "You three will write me a detailed case report after you go down, and I will submit it in the next step."

"We definitely have no problem here."

He smiled and shook his head: "If we can't handle this, we don't have to take you with us."

"That's right."

When Song Zijie heard this, he nodded with satisfaction.

If Mo Sir and the others didn't take the initiative to solve this problem, it would be too disappointing.

"but."

Mo Sir paused at this point and changed the subject: "I call you here, mainly to say something to Aze."

He walked forward: "In the reception room next door, Superintendent Zhao from Yuen Long District brought Zhao Ling here. He has been waiting there for a long time and said he had to meet you in person and chat with you."

"ah?"

Zhong Wenze paused after hearing this, waved his hand and said, "Why would I dare to talk to him, a superintendent? Just give me a reply."

Needless to say.

Superintendent Zhao came to find him at this critical moment, it must be because of Zhao Ling.

after all.

Zhao Ling is a relative of Superintendent Zhao.

How could he just watch Zhao Ling take the greatest responsibility?

but.

Zhong Wenze was not interested in playing with them.

"You go and meet him."

Mo Sir thought briefly and said truthfully: "Actually, we also want to refuse him, but Sir Zhuang wrote to him, saying that the new assistant director had greeted him, saying that you would like to meet Superintendent Zhao in person and give him a chance to speak."

"ah?"

Zhong Wenze responded when he heard this.

"But that's it."

Mo Sir looked at Zhong Wenze meaningfully and added again: "Sir Zhuang means that Aze, you can do it according to your own words. The reason why I want to ask you is mainly because of the newly appointed assistant director."

"You also know that there are ways to deal with the upper level within the police force."

"Sir Zhuang said that he did not guarantee that things would be going well. He only gave Superintendent Zhao and the others a chance to see you. You can go and meet them and deal with it."

Having said that.

Everyone understood what was going on.

"Um..."

Zhong Wenze took a sip of the cigarette, pondered for a while, and then nodded and agreed: "Okay, I'll go and have a look."

to be honest.

Zhong Wenze is quite satisfied with Mo Si and Zhuang Sir's attitude towards work.

How did they decide to do this matter? They agreed to Zhong Wenze without taking a lot of money, but came to ask Zhong Wenze for his opinions. Relatively speaking, it was still not disgusting.

"Go."

Mo Sir breathed a sigh of relief with relief, reached out and patted Zhong Wenze on the shoulder: "Sir Zhuang asked me to give you a message: He asked me to thank you for him."

"hehe."

Zhong Wenze smiled and shook his head: "Okay, you guys have guessed it long ago and I will agree. I'm also asking me if I'm fake."

"Hahaha...."

Mo Sir raised his head and laughed: "You have to ask for your consent, Aze, you are now our core figure."

"OK."

Zhong Wenze stopped talking nonsense. After smoking, he first returned to the office and wrote a detailed case report and submitted it. About an hour passed, and the police officer Zhao and the others were almost gone. Zhong Wenze was no longer reserved and turned around to the reception room there.

In the reception room.

Superintendent Zhao's face looked a little ugly, and he sat on the sofa without saying a word.

beside.

It was Zhao Ling who had simply bandaged it.

After Zhao Ling left the scene, he immediately found Superintendent Zhao and told him about the situation.
To be continued...
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