The young policeman said: "I know, Master, you are a good person! You are different from those people! Only people like you, Master, are the real hope of our capital police."

The old policeman smiled and said, "This is exactly the belief I have always adhered to! I have adhered to this belief all my life, and I don't want to lose it again when I am approaching retirement. However, my abilities are limited, and I can only do what I can with my own strength.

I will do something worthy of my conscience within my reach. Unfortunately...my power is too limited!"

The young policeman glanced at the cleaning lady's body and asked, "Is this the end of the matter?"

The old policeman said: "I can't count it. I always firmly believe that good and evil will be rewarded in the end. It's not that I won't be punished, the time has not yet come! But specifically for this cleaner... Alas, I guess her fate is miserable. What happened this time is...

See if there is anyone at home.

If there is someone who can make trouble, he can get more compensation, but it is impossible to bring down that person based on this matter.

If there was no one in her home and there would be no trouble, then her death would be in vain.

The most we can do now is to tell them who to go to for trouble and compensation, that's all. As for where the matter will go... it's not up to us to decide."

The little policeman sighed heavily and tightened his grip on the camera in his hand.

The old policeman said: "If... that person is still there, and if we ask for his help, things may have a chance of turning around, but it's a pity... Alas!"

"That person? Which person?" the young policeman asked quickly.

The old policeman said: "That's the one who injured the prince and hospitalized him!"

The young policeman was startled, "Ah? The prince was injured and hospitalized? Didn't it mean that he was injured by prey while hunting, so he was hospitalized?"

The old policeman smiled contemptuously and said: "That's all a unified statement to the outside world. It's a lie. The real situation is not like this. The prince was injured! A man like him was injured and hospitalized.

, how could they tell the true situation? So they created this kind of lie to the outside world."

"So that's what happened!" The young policeman suddenly realized.

The old policeman said: "That's right! In fact, not only the prince, but also the incident that happened at the Xiangshan Hotel some time ago was caused by that person."

The young policeman said: "I was also sent for that incident at that time. Wasn't it said that there was a terrorist attack? Afterwards, in order to stabilize the people of the capital, the superiors strictly requested that no leaks be made!"

The old policeman smiled and said, "Those are official arguments, and the real situation is not like that. The real situation is that the princelings tried to harm Xia Qingge, and that person got angry and interrupted thousands of people.

Princeling’s legs!”

"Good! It's just what a good man should do when he gets angry for his beauty!" The young policeman praised: "The princelings are usually arrogant and domineering, but they actually set their sights on Xia Qingge, our country's singing god. It's simply incredible.

Unforgivable! But, Master, how did you know about this?"

The old policeman said: "This matter is not widely spread outside, but inside, many people know about it. Although your master and I have not become officials, after all, I have been involved in the Beijing police circles for decades.

It’s not a problem to get some inside information.”

The young policeman nodded, "Yes! With your ability, master, it is indeed a piece of cake to obtain such information. However, the man who can injure the prince and break the legs of thousands of princelings is really worthy of his attention."

He has some courage and ability, but I wonder who that person is?"

The old policeman said: "It's ironic, that person happens to be the person our police want to deal with."

The young policeman asked strangely: "Oh? Why is this?"

The old policeman said: "Do you know the Qing faction? Nanhong and Beiqing are the two largest gangs in the country. That person is the new boss of the Qing faction! The leader of the largest gang organization in the country!"

The young policeman was shocked: "You mean Ling Feng? It's him?"

"Yes, it's him!"

The young policeman smiled bitterly and said: "I didn't expect it! A person who stands at the top of the system is a heinous criminal, while the leader of a gang organization is doing things that benefit the country and the people. What is wrong with this society?"

"So, many times, what looks good may not really be good; and what looks bad may not really be bad!" The old policeman said: "Unfortunately, according to the latest information I got, that person is also there

I recently died under someone else's plot, alas! What a pity!"

"Ling Feng is actually dead?" The young policeman's heart sank, and he sighed: "It's true that good people don't live long, and disasters are left for thousands of years! Our society really needs people like him who are both capable and righteous.

Such a touching person.”

"It's a pity that there are too few people like this... The reality is like this. What can we two ordinary policemen do? You see, police officers from other departments have already arrived, and the level is not low. This can explain the problem.

This case will definitely be taken over by them next, and the major issues will be reduced to trivial matters. This is the reality. What can we do? Let’s just hand over the case and then do whatever we need to do!"

The young policeman sighed, carefully collected the evidence he had collected, and followed the old policeman towards the police car that came later...

…

Things turned out just as the old policeman expected. The squadron leader of the Beijing Traffic Police Brigade in charge of this area came personally and took over the case.

What happened next was not as expected by the old policeman. After the traffic police system took over the matter, it was artificially suppressed, and the body was quickly cremated. It is said that even the family members of the deceased were not able to see the deceased for the last time.

All traces left at the scene were wiped clean, as if nothing had happened.

The young policeman waited for several days, but did not see any action taken by the relevant departments. He only saw a man in his fifties who was lame in one leg, using crutches, and carrying a thin little girl about six or seven years old.
Chapter completed!