Chapter 702: Do you want to be so cruel
In the evening, Xue Yiluo received a call from Zhou Huan, and Zhou Huan would come to the city bureau in person tomorrow to see her.
If we don't meet, how do we sign a contract?
Of course, that's all for later.
That night, all the officers of the Interpol team worked overtime all night.
The interrogators changed twice, interrogating Pei Qi and Ren Yingying continuously.
The rest of the people, of course, continued to look for other evidence, and then returned with a series of things.
Letting the murderer go unpunished for ten years is indeed the lack of the police. This has to face the entire network, and the scalp is numb.
the next day.
Su Zhixiao and his party have already got off work, and the Luo team has to deal with the leaders. Lao Zhao and the others have to write a report, so they have to continue to stick to it.
. . . . . .
Family home.
Climb up to the fourth floor and open the door.
As soon as I pushed it away, I could smell the smell of soy milk fritters in the room.
Stepping in, I saw a man standing at the dining table:
"Get off work? Let's have breakfast first. Aunt Feng got up early in the morning to make it."
No wonder the smell is fragrant, the ones bought outside are not so fragrant.
"I'll wash my face."
Well, eat it and take a shower.
Then, you can sleep well.
After a simple wash, I came out. After working overtime all night, I was already hungry.
The couple sat face to face. The man was very considerate and didn't need Su Zhixiao to do anything at all. What to eat and what to drink were all handed directly to his mouth.
Protest is still ineffective!
What kind of fun is it?
Why don't you go and feed the sloths?
After eating almost, Su Zhixiao quickly got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower and wash his hair.
After coming out half an hour later, the dining table has been cleaned up, someone is sitting on the sofa reading the news.
Looking up:
"Wife, the city bureau has issued a notification. Has the case been solved?"
"Thank you for the evidence you provided."
"Thank you? How is the wife being thanked?"
I plugged in the hairdryer, and before I could start blowing my hair, I glanced at the man over there:
"Don't overthink it, it's your obligation to cooperate with the police investigation!"
So, this wave of blood loss!
got nothing.
"As for being so cruel? Officer Su?"
The woman had already turned on the blow dryer and blew her hair, ignoring it at all.
After a while, the man received a call from the Fu Group and had to rush over.
"Wife, I'm going to the company."
"Um!"
. . . . . .
Fu Er was sitting on the boss chair in the office of the president on the top floor of the Fu Group headquarters building. In front of him were all the senior executives of the Fu Group, all with cold sweat on their foreheads and trembling.
Someone turned the chair and said slowly:
"My brother has only been on a business trip for a few days? You have such a big basket? You're all planning to pack up and take people away, right?
Okay, the gate is right there, it won't be far away! "
Every word caused the executives present to lower their heads more and more, not daring to take a breath, let alone anything else.
So, the rumors are true.
It's better to mess with Fu Da than to mess with Fu Er.
Fu Da was angry, so his face became cold, and his eyes were a little bit penetrating.
But Fu Er was angry, that deterrent power was comparable to the atomic bomb.
With a 'bang', the documents on the desk were slammed to the ground:
"Give you four hours, after four hours, if you still can't come up with a decent remedial plan, all of you, all leave!
Also, if you take this humiliating and rotten plan under my nose again, don't take your hands! "
Damn, do you still want to chop your hands?
Do you want to be so cruel?
The dignified prince of the Fu family, are you a black man?