flstandardbreds Chapter 172 He Fan, right? We'll see!
Chapter 172 He Fan, right? We'll see!
The young policeman who escorted Mu Sheng back to the police station was very cautious.
In his eyes, Mu Sheng and the other two were practically tattooed with the words "First-Class Merit!" on their foreheads.
"Hey, Xiaobai, you're back from your call? What happened?"
A middle-aged policeman who looked to be in his late forties walked towards us.
The young policeman who was pinning down Mu Sheng was 'Xiao Bai', Bai Ting.
He jogged over and whispered in his ear, "Master, we're in big trouble."
After saying that, Bai Ting quickly pulled the middle-aged policeman and mysteriously walked towards the wall.
"Master, these three people might be enemy agents."
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged policeman's eyes widened as he looked at Bai Ting, then at Mu Sheng and the other two.
After a moment, he coughed lightly and asked in the same low voice, "Why do you say that?"
Bai Ting frowned and solemnly accused, "Stealing national medical research materials."
The middle-aged policeman was much more meticulous than Bai Ting: "There's no research institute in this area either."
But Bai Ting couldn't resist He Fan's unwavering belief: "Master! It's true! I personally searched the suspect and found it on him. That bottle looks like a high-end item! And the person who reported it said that the city police would be coming to take over in a little while."
Seeing Bai Ting's resolute gaze, as firm as if he had just joined the Party, the middle-aged policeman had his doubts but didn't say anything more.
Since they've been told that the city bureau officials are coming, they'll just have to wait for now.
After some 'secret planning', the two turned to look at Mu Sheng and the other two.
The middle-aged policeman cleared his throat and said loudly, "Take the person to the interrogation room to make a statement."
Mother Sheng was furious after hearing this. Why bother with a written statement when money can solve the problem?
"Hey, is it really necessary? Let me call home first."
Bai Ting was furious. How could a spy from the enemy want to call home?
"You still want to call and tip off others? Do you even know what betraying your country means...?"
"Hey, Xiaobai!"
The middle-aged policeman quickly interrupted Bai Ting.
It's still unknown whether the information is accurate. If it's false, directly 'convicting' someone will inevitably lead to complaints afterward, so caution is advised.
"Xiao Bai, they deliberately damaged other people's property. You can notify their families. Keep an eye on them and don't let them do anything underhanded."
Since his master had spoken, Bai Ting had no choice but to nod reluctantly, "Understood, Master."
After saying that, he angrily led Mu Sheng and the other two to inform their families.
After much deliberation, Mu Sheng decided to call Xue Yanbin.
Although his family had some money, they were ultimately no match for the Xue family.
Since He Fan can go against the Xue family, his family must be quite well-off, and his family connections might not be enough.
The group entered the interrogation room, and Bai Ting, with a long face, asked, "Phone number?"
Behind Mu Sheng, Liu Zhenghua, who had been silent all along, asked in a low voice, "Officer, can I call my brother?"
Without his cautious mentor watching over him, Bai Ting adopted the attitude he would use against enemy agents, coldly scoffing, "If you have a father, go find him; if you don't, go find your brother."
He believed from the bottom of his heart that these three people were definitely not good people.
If it weren't for his old-fashioned master insisting on going through the proper procedures, he wouldn't have even let them make the phone call. He would have detained them until the truth came out.
This is called handling special cases specially. If everything is done according to the procedure, there will be a lot of loopholes waiting for bad guys to exploit.
Liu Zhenghua was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but he had no choice but to obediently give out the phone number.
Zhang Qiang is from out of town. He met Mu Sheng last year when he was working as a bartender at a bar.
Because of his skill in flattery, he gained Mu Sheng's favor and is now the manager of Mu Sheng's store.
Bai Ting asked him to make a phone call, so he obediently called home, ultimately relying on his boss to smooth things over.
Finally, it was Mu Sheng's turn, and he struggled to give out Xue Yanbin's number.
After a few beeps, Xue Yanbin's voice came through the receiver.
"what happened?"
Bai Ting said in a businesslike manner, "Hello, your son maliciously damaged other people's property and is currently at the Xiujing District Police Station."
After saying that, he turned on the speakerphone and brought the phone close to his mother.
Mu Sheng felt dizzy and awkwardly waited for Xue Yanbin's reply.
Xue Yanbin on the other end of the phone was slightly taken aback, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.
Bai Ting was getting impatient and gestured towards Mu Sheng with his chin, signaling Mu Sheng to speak quickly.
Mother Sheng coughed lightly, forcing herself to speak, "Ahem... um... Dad..."
"I am Mu Sheng, please, please help me think of a way to rescue me..."
"Dudududu..."
Before I could finish speaking, the call was disconnected.
Xue Yanbin was leaning back on the sofa when he hung up the phone and slammed it aside.
This mother is truly more trouble than she's worth.
He thought these three people could come up with something amazing, but after waiting for so long, they only did something so childish that they could even end up at the police station.
Despite his anger, after a few seconds, he resignedly picked up his phone.
Although this lackey is stupid, at least he can hit the target when pointed at, so he's still somewhat useful. We should still try to save him.
Xue Yan made a phone call.
The call connected, and without any further pleasantries, he immediately introduced himself: "Uncle Wang, this is Xue Yanbin."
Although Xue Yanbin addressed him as "uncle," his tone showed no respect whatsoever.
The person on the other end of the phone seemed oblivious to Xue Yanbin's arrogance, simply chuckling, "Oh, hehe, Yanbin, your father has been here lately..."
This man was Wang Biao, the deputy director of the Xiujing District Police Station.
Before Wang Biao could finish greeting Xue Yanbin's biological father, Xue Wen, Xue Yanbin impatiently interrupted him.
"Uncle Wang, some of my friends have been arrested by your men. I need your help to check on them. There seems to be some misunderstanding."
Wang Biao immediately understood that this meant he was being asked to release the person.
His position as deputy director was actually not very high.
With an upright and incorruptible director above him, he wouldn't dare guarantee anything would be done if it were a big deal, but he still had the authority to release these kids who were just causing trouble.
Wang Biao's salary wasn't high; he usually earned a little extra by "doing favors" for the various business owners in the area.
He was even more willing to make connections with big capitalists like the Xue family.
After all, even a little bit of their fingers peeking out is enough to keep him busy for months.
Now that he knew Xue Yanbin needed his help, he became even more attentive.
"Hey, why are you talking about trouble between us? Yanbin, I've watched you grow up since you were a child. Don't worry, Uncle Wang will definitely not let anyone wrong your friend."
Xue Yanbin sat on the sofa, rolling his eyes. These sanctimonious old men in government positions just talked a lot of nonsense.
"Okay, Uncle Wang, I'll bring you some local specialties when we meet later."
Upon hearing this, Wang Biao's eyes lit up, but he pretended to decline, saying, "Hey, Yanbin, don't be so polite. I even held you when you were little. Saying this would make us seem distant."
Xue Yanbin rolled his eyes even more: "Well, if you're not going to be distant, Uncle Wang, then thank you for your hard work."
After saying that, he hung up the phone before Wang Biao could speak.
Wang Biao is a very greedy old man. Every time there's something like this, he manages to swindle him out of tens of thousands of yuan. But Xue Yanbin can't do anything about it, and he doesn't dare tell his father about it.
If Xue Wen finds out about this, he'll scold him for being useless.
Consider it a loss to avoid further trouble; the most important thing is for Wang Biao to resolve the matter quickly.
But He Fan, that woman, is really arrogant. She's only been in Lucheng for a year and she dares to confront our Xue family head-on.
As Xue Yanbin thought this, his disgust for He Fan reached its peak.
"He Fan, is it? We'll see about that~"
"Heh~"