Chapter 910: Is the license plate number mine?

Chapter 910: Is the license plate number mine?

  Chapter 910 Is the license plate number mine?

the next day.

  As soon as Liang Jing arrived at the police station, he found that the atmosphere in the station was very wrong. Liang Jing immediately had a bad feeling.

   Sure enough, before he asked what happened, Du Kun said: "Director, someone came to report the case today, say, say..."

  Liang Jing kicked up, "Now that you're the captain, can't you speak well?"

   Just a month ago, Du Kun was promoted.

Du Kun grinned, "Today someone reported to the police that his mother was knocked down on **** road yesterday and her waist was injured. The man sent his mother to the hospital, picked up some medicine, and sent her back. Now her mother is lying on the bed with backache and can't get up, they can't find the person who hit her, but his mother remembered the license plate number,..."

   "Is the license plate number mine?"

   Before Du Kun could finish speaking, Liang Jing interrupted him.

   "Bureau, Director, did you really hit me?" Du Kun was stunned.

  Liang Jing flew over again, "Hit your sister." When he got excited, he jumped out of a word he heard from Wu Yue.

   "Where is the reporter?" Liang Jing was so shocked that Pongci actually touched his head.

   "In the reception room." Du Kun followed Liang Jing and went to the reception room together.

  As soon as Liang Jing entered the door, the reporter recognized him at a glance.

   flattered: "Police, you handled the case really fast, and you found the person."

  Liang Jing pulled out a chair and sat directly opposite the reporter. Erlang raised his legs and smiled evilly, "How do you know that I was the one who hit your mother?"

  Yesterday when he sent someone back, because he missed Gu Juan, he only sent it to the door of the house, and he didn't even see the family of an old lady.

  Now this person recognizes him at a glance, and there is obviously something tricky in it.

  The informant choked, his face turned red, and he said after a while, "I, I guessed."

  Liang Jingxie squinted at him, "Then you said that your mother was hit by someone, and you also relied on guesswork?"

  The reporter responded very quickly, "Of course not, this is what my mother said."

   "You have to think about it, did your mother get hit?" Liang Jing's face turned cold, "Falsely accusing an official in office, but you will go to jail."

  Du Kun finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Liang Jing's words. He used the word "framing", which obviously meant that the matter had nothing to do with him.

  The reporter, when he heard that he was about to go to jail, was shocked, his eyes dodged, and he finally insisted, "My mother was hit."

"Okay." Liang Jing nodded and stood up, and said to Du Kun, "Du Kun, I'll leave this case to you. I'll take someone to No. xx, **** Road, and ask the victim, and see what the reporter said. Is it true?"

  Yesterday, the old lady was very kind. When she opened the door and entered the house, she thanked him and asked him to go in for dinner before leaving, and she also gave him the medical expenses.

  Liang Jing didn't quite believe that such an old lady would have such dark thoughts.

   But the man in front of him, with wicked eyebrows, is not a good person at first glance.

   "Yes." Du Kun responded.

  The reporter looked confused, stood up, pointed at Liang Jing's back and yelled, "He bumped into someone, why did you let him go like this? And why do you listen to him?"

   "Do you know who he is?" Du Kun looked like you were finished, "He is our bureau chief, you boy can wait to eat in prison."

   "Bureau, Director?"

  The informant's legs trembled in fright, and he almost wet his pants.

   "You guys, don't scare me, how can there be such a young director?"

   "I'm so full that I scare you."

  (end of this chapter)