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175 【Zhuju Zhang pig large intestine】

The iron door was opened, and Qin Hao came out of the interrogation room. In the interrogation room at this moment, three poor policemen were lying on the ground one by one, with bruises on their noses and swollen faces.

Soon, several police officers surrounded him, some even had guns in their hands. They already regarded Qin Hao as a dangerous person.

Qin Hao's lips curled up: "Call your director here. I want to ask him if he still wants to do it!"

After a while, a middle-aged man with a big belly arrived. He was the police chief Zhu Dachang.

"Hello, sir, are you looking for me?" Although Zhu Dachang is usually very cool and coaxing, he is a smart man and knows who should be offended and who should not be offended. If the other party spoke like this, I'm afraid it's

Very background.

Generally speaking, when Zhu Dachang meets such a person, he will first determine whether the other person really has the capital to pretend. If so, Zhu Dachang will tolerate it and please the other person. If not, hehe! The result will be death.

Therefore, although Zhu Dachang is not too old and is only in his thirties, he has already climbed to the position of police chief. On the way to his official career, the cautious Zhu Dachang does not seek merit, but seeks no faults.

Qin Hao just asked: "Do you have a phone here?"

"Sure enough, this guy seems to have some background!" Zhu Dachang sighed secretly. These days, it would be a crime to step on a cockroach to death. The background is all over the floor and is worthless at all.

After making a phone call alone in the room, Qin Hao walked out, then smiled and stretched out his hand to make a "please" gesture to Director Zhu.

The phone in the back room rang, and Zhu Dachang hurried to answer it. When he saw the number, he was stunned. It turned out to be from the municipal party committee.

"Hey...ah! Lord Mayor! Yes, yes, it's me, Zhu Dachang, yes, yes, yes! Yes! I know, I understand..."

Less than two minutes later, Zhu Dachang hung up the phone with a solemn look on his face. But when he walked out of the room, he held Qin Hao's hand tightly: "It turns out to be Mr. Qin, I'm sorry."

Zhu Dachang now has a completely flattering smile, and other people in the police station also know that the kid in front of him has a pretty awesome background. The mayor personally called and scolded Director Zhu, which can make even the mayor do this.

, I’m afraid someone with a high status

Outrageous. At least only cadres at the provincial party committee level have this capital. Of course, they don't dare to think any further, and how do they have the right to know Qin Hao's identity? He is a person sent by the central government, the provincial party committee?

In Qin Hao's eyes, it's nothing!

"I said, Director Zhu, why do you call it pig intestine? Is it your mother or your father?"

Phew! Phew!

The surrounding police officers all endured it, but did not dare to laugh. Zhu Dachang's face became quite embarrassed. He knew that he might have offended this big shot, and he quickly flattered him: "Hahaha! Mr. Qin is really humorous.

, my name is Zhu Dachang, not pig intestines!"

In fact, what Fatty Zhu hates the most is people calling him "homophonous names", and he even maimed people because of it. But the person in front of him is not a character he can afford to offend, so the poor "pig intestine"

I just have to endure it.


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