Chapter 7 (This chapter is free)

"Who said no, young man, you are so young and don't know how hard life is. Life is not as simple as you think. Isn't it good to be honest?" As soon as he said this, he suddenly saw Zhang Shaoyu picking up one and then lit it. The police officer was so panicked that he quickly grabbed the cigarette box and put it on.

"I said you kid really don't treat yourself as an outsider. I can't even bear to smoke this cigarette, you're addicted to smoking!"

Zhang Shaoyu chuckled, stretched his head and whispered: "Uncle, there are too few people like you who are honest now. You are a real people's policeman, dedicated to the people. A person like you should at least be a bureau-level cadre now. Alas, this society is too dark."

When he said this, he closed his eyes slightly, sighed constantly, and looked heartbroken, as if he was really sorry for others. In fact, this kid wanted to smoke others. This is authentic China. When my brothers were together, the most luxurious thing was to buy a bag of Hongtashan. It was the first time to smoke. So, he tried every means to mingle with the policeman. He could not let himself come to the police station for nothing.

"Huh? When did you come to the desk?" The police finally realized that you are a prisoner, and you actually lay on my desk and talked about family matters! He immediately drove Zhang Shaoyu back with a treacherous face and asked him to explain the crime immediately.

After taking the last sip, Zhang Shaoyu popped the cigarette butt out and said readily: "Sure, I'll tell me. Uncle, you have a good record, but there are no omissions." The police made him laugh and cry. This was the first time such a prisoner had met, and he even reminded me.

"Things are, that's it." Zhang Shaoyu thought for a moment and began to "confess". "That woman is a friend of mine. We made an appointment to meet on the dam today. The kitchen knife was actually with me. The public security management penalty regulations say that it is not allowed to carry controlled knives, but it is not allowed to bring kitchen knife? Later, when she wanted to go home, I asked her to wait for a while, but she didn't want to get angry with me, so she turned her head and left, and I chased after me. Who would have thought, you would be caught."

The police took the record carefully and raised their heads to wait for Zhang Shaoyu's following text. But after waiting for a long time, the boy stopped talking.

"What? It's gone?" the policeman asked with wide eyes.

Zhang Shaoyu's eyes widened: "Yes, that's how things happened."

"Bang!" The police closed the notebook hard. He finally understood. The boy had never thought about explaining the crime and was going around with him! It seemed that he was so worried that he would not die if he didn't see the Yellow River. He would not be honest if he didn't give him some great taste.

Zhang Shaoyu's face turned blue. He saw the police picking up the baton on the table. He was so panicked that he stretched out his hands and shook his mind desperately: "Hey, uncle, don't be excited. Listen to me, hey, uncle! Uncle!"

The policeman walked up to Zhang Shaoyu with a baton, shook it in front of him, and sneered: "Boy, if you don't tell me honestly, don't blame me for being rude."

Zhang Shaoyu suddenly changed his face, and he looked very nervous just now, but now he was calm and as stable as Mount Tai. This move scared the police. The boy's face changed just now. He was so scared that he was about to confess. He looked like an old man, staring at him coldly.

"I said, comrade police, don't blame me for not reminding you that the Ministry of Public Security has repeatedly issued orders and strictly prohibited torture and confession. If you touch me, it would be illegal. Maybe you would say that this is the old man's territory, and you can do whatever you want to do. But I tell you, my grandfather has a bad temper and loves me very much. If you deal with me, he is very familiar with you. This, hehe..." Zhang Shaoyu's words were just to scare the policeman. He didn't want someone to beat him into a pig's head, so he made up these words. Although it may not necessarily work, it can at least delay the time and think of other solutions.

But the police didn't think so. Look at this kid who looks arrogant, maybe he really knows the director. If that's the case, it would be hard to explain to the director. Besides, I'm asking the director for something these two days, but I don't have to figure it out. Thinking of this, he threw down the baton, turned around and shouted to the outside: "Xiao Liu, please come here."

Zhang Shaoyu clearly felt that he was "great" in his heart. It was over. He thought the director might be there, but why was he just in the office? Now he was exposed and he would not be more fierce?

"Uncle, please do something, please don't slap your face later." Zhang Shaoyu lowered his head and whispered.

In less than two minutes, the door of the interrogation room was pushed open. A middle-aged policeman who was about forty, with a bald head and a slightly rich appearance walked in. Zhang Shaoyu secretly called out, and was mentally prepared. He was waiting for a storm, and he was so cruel!

"Old Zhang, what's the matter?" After the director came in, he looked at Zhang Shaoyu with a gray face and asked the policeman.

The police stood up quickly, gave up the seat to the director, and smiled and shouted, "Sir, you are here. Please trouble you if you have something to do."

The director nodded, pointed at Zhang Shaoyu and asked, "What did this young man do?"

"Oh, it's him who was chasing the young woman on the street with a kitchen knife. Fortunately, I stopped it in time, so there was no bloody incident. I was interrogating him here, but he said..." The police stopped at this point, stretched his head over, and whispered in the director's ear. Zhang Shaoyu's heart was in his throat. Director, it's unfair, you have to make the decision for me.

After hearing this, the director stood up and walked towards Zhang Shaoyu step by step. Every time he took a step, Zhang Shaoyu felt a little touched in his heart. The director came to Zhang Shaoyu and looked at Zhang Shaoyu carefully.

Zhang Shaoyu lowered his head, and his handcuffed hands trembled a little.

"Shaoyu?" the director shouted tentatively.

The power of this sentence is no less than a bolt from the blue, and it made Zhang Shaoyu's head bounce like a conditioned reflex. Miracle? How did the director know my name? Could it be that he really knows me? But in my memory, there is no such person?

"You're your name Zhang Shaoyu?" the director asked with a smile. Zhang Shaoyu was a little dizzy. What's going on? He nodded subconsciously and replied, "Well, I'm Zhang Shaoyu." When the director heard this, he didn't ask any further, took out his cell phone and called.

"Hey, old revolutionary, it's me, Xiao Chen, yes, you're in good health recently? There's nothing else, just Shaoyu is in the police station now, don't worry, there's no big deal, there's a little misunderstanding. OK, OK, I'll send him back to you."

It was the first time in his life to ride a police car, and it was a special car of the director, but Zhang Shaoyu didn't feel any majestic. Needless to say, his grandfather started working in more than five years and finally retired from the county party committee. Now, most of the leaders in the county, except those transferred from the outside, know him. This director might have been a little devil under his grandfather.

You can tell from the tone he spoke to his grandfather just now that he really gave him a face, so the director personally sent him back. It's over, this time the matter has gotten a big deal. He seemed to have seen his wrinkled face twisted because of anger, while his grandmother stood aside and looked at him worriedly. Although this matter was a misunderstanding, would grandfather believe him? Also, if you go out with a kitchen knife, you can talk nonsense to the police, but how can you say to grandfather?

Forget it, forget it, you can't hide it. Go back and get scolded. I will pack up my things and go back to school tomorrow so that my grandfather will not be angry when he sees it.

Have I been fucking a ghost recently or what happened? I hit me all the troubles! I broke up with my girlfriend and met Zhao Jing again. Oh, it seems that I have to leave this sad place.

"Shaoyu, what's wrong?" Director Chen, who was driving on the side, asked with concern when he saw Zhang Shaoyu's expression was wrong. Zhang Shaoyu guessed that in the early years, when Zhang Shaoyu's grandfather was working in the county party committee, Director Chen was still a fledgling boy. He was supported by his seniors and had been grateful for his gratitude. As soon as he entered today, he recognized Zhang Shaoyu. He had seen the photo of this boy at the old revolutionary home.

Zhang Shaoyu lowered his head and said nothing, and his mood was extremely bad.

"Boy, men, don't be afraid of making mistakes, just make corrections. Go back and admit your mistakes to your grandfather, don't make the elderly angry, ah."
Chapter completed!