The top academic boss dresses as the villain Green Tea

The next day, Shen Xingge went to the police station again.

"Uncle Li, can I see that guy?" Shen Xingge sat in the reception room and gestured, "The one with the mole on his chin."

"You beat someone and are you ready to apologize?" Li Yingxun took off the lid of the teapot and glanced at the girl who looked like a good student.

"How can such a bad guy frame someone? They rushed up to beat me, so I held up a stool to protect myself."

"Okay, stop playing tricks on me here. Why are you looking for this person?"

"He may be related to Wang Long's death." Shen Xingge said bluntly.

"Be more specific."

Shen Xingge shrugged, "He seemed to be Wang Lung's subordinate before. The two of them had a good relationship. I secretly heard that when Wang Long was about to be released from prison, Wang Lung said that he would follow a big shot to do a big business. This The big shot should be the key. "

Li Yingxun put down the tea cup in his hand and persuaded, "Just leave this case to our police. Although I know that you, a little girl, are very capable, it is best not to get involved too deeply in Wang Long's case."

Shen Xingge lowered his head, and what appeared in front of his eyes was the scene where Yu Xingchao turned the steering wheel at the last moment and hit the big truck head-on. Is he a big shot?

Then you might as well give it a try and see who can uproot whom.

"I understand. I'm used to being brave when it comes to justice. Is there any investigation result on the gutter oil incident in the farmyard?"

Li Yingxun shook his head, "The oil in the courtyard is fine."

"Ok."

The damage to my mother's equipment was quite severe, and it would probably take some time to repair it.

"Classmate Xinge, there is something I still want to remind you."

Li Yingxun stopped the person and said what he had always wanted to say, "The white sand is in nirvana, and it is black with it. When the evil dragon is released, the first to be swallowed up will be the warrior closest to the evil dragon."

An old man and a young man stared at each other for a few seconds.

"I am not a warrior, and Xie Jinchen is not a dragon."

Li Yingxun lit the cigarette and murmured, "Really?"

If he had not seen the wounds of that gangster in Nansui City, his answer might be yes.

The depth of each wound stopped at the position closest to death.

"I can't control the hearts of these children."

Shen Xingge walked out of the police station. The wind blew over, carrying the smell of earth. The scene when he saw Xie Jinchen for the first time suddenly came to his mind.How could she let such a good-looking boy become a dragon?

Farmhouse in the western suburbs.

"Sister Fang, why are you so angry today?"

The woman called Sister Fang is Gong Fang, the female owner of the farmhouse.

The farmhouse caters to wealthy and powerful patrons, so naturally they won't be stupid enough to use gutter oil themselves.

Gong Fang felt angry when she thought that she had been stared at by the police for two days because of a little girl's video. "I can't transfer goods these days. You should also be more careful when transporting goods recently."

"What's going on? There are several operating shops, but you are the most hidden."

"I was disturbed by a little girl who doesn't know the heights of the world."

"What little girl, tell me, little brother, go help Sister Fang to vent your anger!"

Then there is the scene Shen Xingge is facing now.

Several decent-looking people from society stood in front of Shen Xingge, Xu Xin, and Zhang Jiajia.

"Kid Shen Xingge, would you please come with us?"

If there are no familiar black cross nails on the collars of these people, they are not Zhou Hong's men.

"Jiajia, Xinxin, my friend has something to do with me, you should go back first."

"Star Song!"

"You two little girls, this matter has nothing to do with you. Each of you should go back to your own home, find your own mother, and go home to do your homework."

Then the sliding door of the van was closed.

"Little girl, you do know the rules."

The person sitting in the car had his sunglasses slung behind his ears, and the rivet ring on his hand was shining brightly. It looked like it had been rubbed a little brightly from frequent use.

"I don't understand the rules. I just don't want you guys to... add more guilt to your crimes."