Chapter 117: Covering the Sky with One Hand (1)
Shi Yi did not take Zhou Xiuxiu to the hospital, but took her to a villa in Jiangxinyu and handed her over to a middle-aged woman for temporary care. After notifying Niu Dazhi, he left Jiangxinyu and rushed to the police station near the school.
The location of this villa is only a few hundred meters away from the villa of Niu Dazhi. Shi Yi bought it specially. After all, he stayed at Niu Dazhi's villa every time, and Shi Yi felt a little uncomfortable, not to mention that this villa has other uses, so he bought it, even if it was used as an investment.
The middle-aged woman in the villa was the nanny hired by Shi Yi, who was responsible for daily hygiene work in the villa. After all, Shi Yi did not often live in this villa.
The salary of the nanny is very high, with food and accommodation for two thousand a month. In this era of housekeeping industry, the conditions offered by Shi Yi are undoubtedly unprecedented. Of course, the nanny who can be competent for this position was also selected by Niu Dazhi and others. Finally, it was finalized after the 18th generation of his ancestors were investigated. The nanny in the boss's villa was not careless.
"Boss." When Shi Yi arrived at the police station, Niu Dazhi and Niu Ming were already standing at the door with four other bull demons. Seeing Shi Yi getting out of the broken car, Niu Dazhi hurriedly met him and shouted respectfully.
"Yes." After looking at Niu Dazhi and the other six (I will call him directly from now on), Shi Yi nodded slightly, without saying a word, and directly raised his legs and walked into the police station gate.
"Come on." As if he noticed Shi Yi's unhappiness, Niu Dazhi did not talk nonsense anymore. He waved at Niu Ming and the other two, followed Shi Yi tightly into the police station.
"Mr. Zhao, please calm down your fire, come and have tea, and drink tea." The director of the police station is also a clever figure. Although he was scared to death after retrieving Zhao Guanglei's identity information, he also knew that if it was handled properly, it might not be an opportunity to make friends with Zhao Guanglei. Once it is related to Zhao Guanglei, it can be considered to have something to do with Zhao Tielin to a greater or lesser extent. The director of the police station took the right opportunity to show goodwill.
At least Zhao Guanglei is very comfortable now.
"Go a little further and use some force." Zhao Guanglei leaned lazily on the chair that originally belonged to the director, looked up at the female policeman who was giving him a massage, and almost moaned comfortably.
"Mr. Zhao, this incident is really a misunderstanding, you..." The director looked at Zhao Guanglei with a smile on his face, almost treating Zhao Guanglei as his ancestor.
"You tell me this matter is useless." Holding the tea that the director respected, Zhao Guanglei took a big sip without any image, smacked his lips, and looked at the director and said, "Really, if you want to be safe, it is best to get my buddy's forgiveness, otherwise..."
"Otherwise, what will happen?" The director's forehead was covered with tiny beads of sweat, and he felt a little afraid of the buddy Zhao Guanglei said. Even the son of the deputy mayor said so. So what is his buddy? Thinking of this, the director looked at Zhao Guanglei with a look of begging: "Please ask Mr. Zhao to say more beautiful words to me in front of your friend..."
"Not a friend!" Zhao Guanglei glared and corrected: "It's a buddy! A guy who is a tough guy!"
"Yes, yes, yes..." The director subconsciously wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and kept nodding. At this time, he didn't dare to say even a word.
"Director." A young man's voice sounded from outside the door: "Director Ma is here."
"Ma Bureau?" Hearing the sound of the sound outside the door, the director was slightly stunned, and then stood up. Without waiting for him to take two steps, a middle-aged man in a police uniform had already taken big steps in.
"Master Ma, why are you here?!" Seeing Master Ma appearing in his vision, the director smiled far-fetchedly and greeted him.
"Hmph, I'll settle the score with you later." Director Ma, the director of the Longwan Branch of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, and the director's direct superior, saw the director's expression, Director Ma's face looked very ugly and glared at him fiercely. He suddenly received a call from Zhao Tielin before, but he didn't expect that Zhao Tielin's harsh criticism came to him.
He was so bloody that he finally managed to get over it. After asking carefully, he found out that Zhao Tielin's only son, Zhao Guanglei, had been detained by a police station in his jurisdiction. Bureau Ma immediately frightened and sweated.
After hanging up the phone in a submissive way, he rushed here without stopping. He had already hated this director who was blind and gritted his teeth.
"Yes, yes..." The director did not dare to answer, nor did he dare to explain. He could only force his smile on his face and nodded his head, and his mouth was full of words.
Director Ma glared at him, then turned his gaze to Zhao Guanglei, who was leaning lazily on the chair, drinking the director's tea, and enjoying the massage of the female policewoman, the coldness on his face quickly melted like a fire, and he put on a kind smile: "Guanglei, are you okay?"
"Uncle Ma, why are you here?" Seeing Director Ma, Zhao Guanglei did not stand up. He seemed to be obediently calling Uncle Ma, but there was no trace of the tone that the junior should have when he saw the elders.
"Ha, didn't you hear you have some trouble?" Director Ma walked forward with a smile, signaled the female policeman to retreat with his eyes, stepped forward and put a hand on Zhao Guanglei's shoulder, and changed into a tone of emotion: "How long hasn't seen you, you have grown so tall."
"Uncle Ma." Hearing Director Ma's words, Zhao Guanglei looked up at him with a strange expression and said, "Have you been to my house last week?"
"Oh oh oh, yes yes..." Director Ma was embarrassed for a moment, then patted Zhao Guanglei on the shoulder as if nothing had happened and said, "Is anyone bullying you? Tell Uncle Ma, Uncle Ma helps you vent your anger!"
"My hand has been handcuffed for a long time, and it still hurts." Zhao Guanglei glanced at the director and said something that made the director sweat: "It seems that someone has said before that he should treat me with professional things."
As he said that, Zhao Guanglei blinked his eyes and looked like a curious baby: "Uncle Ma, do you know what professional things are?"
"Hmm?!" Hearing Zhao Guanglei's words, Director Ma's face changed suddenly. He turned around and looked at the director who stood aside and didn't dare to say more. He had a cold tone: "Is this happening?"
"This..." The director wanted to raise his hand to wipe his sweat, but he didn't dare to do so. He scolded the policeman responsible for interrogating Zhao Guanglei in his heart, but there was no obvious expression on his face, and hesitated and didn't know what to say.
"Hmph." Director Ma snorted softly and stopped asking questions. After all, he supported this director with one hand. For some things, you should forget about them.
"Guanglei, this is Uncle Ma's responsibility." Director Ma's face-changing speed is really shocking. He was still posing as an airs before, but when he turned around, he looked like a kind elder. He said to Zhao Guanglei: "Another Never mind, Uncle Ma will definitely come to apologize. Is this matter today? Can you just expose it like this?"
"Bang." As soon as Director Ma said, Zhao Guanglei had no time to say anything, the door that had been closed was suddenly knocked open. With a scream, the wooden door fell heavily, stirring up a flying dust.
"Who else?" Before the dust dissipated, Shi Yi's cold voice came from outside the house: "Stand out for me!"
"This is..." Hearing Shi Yi's voice, Director Ma's face suddenly changed.
"Ayi." Zhao Guanglei smiled on his face, stood up from the chair, rushed to the door quickly, and ran and shouted, "Where is sister-in-law?!"
"Xiuxiu is fine." Hearing Zhao Guanglei's voice, Shi Yi smiled only after a brief explanation of the situation. After turning his gaze to the policeman who was kicked out by him and hit the door, his voice was as cold as if it came from hell: "Say!"
"Cough cough..." The policeman who fell to the ground struggled to sit up. After a violent cough, a trace of blood spilled out of the corner of his mouth. He looked at Shi Yi with fear on his face. He wanted to say something, but he coughed again. After spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood, he simply fainted.
Chapter completed!