The policeman looked at the little monk and smiled. He took a step back and said with a smile: "I believe it, I believe it. You, the little monk, are so powerful. You have such good skills. Don't hit me. You have defeated several of us."
Police, I am no match for you. Come on, follow me to the police station to make a record."
When the little monk heard that the police wanted to take him to the police station, he stared in shock and shouted: "Police station?" He turned around and dove into the crowd around him. Lingling grabbed the little monk's arm and shouted: "Police station?"
Where are you running away from?"
When the young monk saw Lingling grabbing his arm, he turned pale and shouted: "Sister, he wants to take me to the police station. The master said that is where the bad guys stay. I...I won't go!"
Lingling spoke vividly and pulled the young monk to her. She looked at Gao Li and the others and said, "If we hadn't stopped this kid at that time, who would have escaped?"
After Wan Lin listened to Lingling's story, he looked at the little monk and frowned and asked: "Jing Heng, don't you recognize the police? Why do you dare to beat anyone? You are too courageous!"
When the young monk heard Wan Lin's scolding, he looked down at the ground and replied with a sad face: "Brother Wan, I really don't recognize the police. I usually follow the master to practice martial arts and hunt in the mountains, and occasionally go to the towns outside for walks.
, I have never met a policeman, let alone knew that someone wearing such clothes is a policeman."
The young monk said, then pointed at Xiaoya and Lingling and said to Wan Lin: "Brother Wan, if my senior sisters Xiaoya and Lingling hadn't saved me just now, the police would have taken me away and put me in jail."
He then looked at Gao Li and Li Dongsheng pitifully and said: "My master said before that the police are the ones who protect the people. We need to use martial arts to help them catch bad guys, but I don't recognize them. I beat the police this time
Oh, I caused such a big trouble, you won’t send me back to Lingyi Temple, right? My master will beat me to death."
Wang Molin and Gao Li laughed when they saw the little monk's pitiful appearance. Wang Molin looked at him and said with a smile: "You kid doesn't stutter."
He then comforted: "Don't worry, we won't send you back. You are here to catch thieves this time and to help the police eliminate evil for the people. It is not causing trouble. If your Minister Gao doesn't want you, you can come to me.
I welcome you!"
The young monk looked at Wang Molin, who was wearing a suit. He waved his hands and shouted anxiously: "Old chief, don't let Minister Gao abandon me! I am here to be a soldier, and you are not a soldier. I will come to your place."
Why are you going? I’m not going, I’m just going to be a soldier with my senior brother Wan.”
When Gao Li heard the young monk's cry, he leaned forward and pulled the young monk to him excitedly. He raised his finger and pointed at Wang Molin and smiled at the young monk: "Yes, yes, yes, if you don't go with this old man, you can stay here as a soldier.
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He then looked at Wang Molin and said with a smile: "Deputy Director Wang, did you hear that? The young monk doesn't want to follow an old man like you, so don't take any chances with this kid."
"Hahahaha..." There was a burst of laughter in the office immediately. Wang Molin raised his finger and pointed at the young monk and said with a smile: "Why am I not a soldier anymore? Let me tell you, when I became a soldier, your Minister Gao had not yet become a soldier.
Well, how dare you look down on me?"
When Yu Jing heard Wang Molin's voice, she pulled the young monk to her side lovingly and said with a smile: "Little monk, this is Deputy Director Wang, with the rank of lieutenant general. He is older than our officers, so we all salute him.
She then pointed at Wen Meng and said, "He is also your senior sister Wen Meng's father. You can't underestimate him."
When the young monk heard that Wang Molin had a higher military rank than Yu Jing, Gao Li, and Li Dongsheng, he quickly stood at attention, raised his arms nervously and saluted and shouted: "Report... report to the old man, Lieutenant General..."
Wang Molin stared at the little monk and shouted: "You kid, stop reporting, why don't you call me old man, and call me old man, lieutenant general?" Everyone around him laughed.
Yu Jing stretched out her hand and pulled the little monk to her side and smiled: "Little monk, didn't I tell you that he is the father of your sister Wen Meng? From now on, you can just call him Uncle Wang." Wang Molin also smiled and said: "That's right.
Yes, let’s call him Uncle Wang, it sounds better than old man.”
The appearance of the young monk filled Yu Jing's office with laughter, and the originally tense atmosphere in the room was swept away. Amid everyone's laughter, Secretary Wang suddenly looked at the computer and looked up and said to Wang Molin: "Deputy Director Wang, Northwest Bureau report
, the suspect Xue Fuming has been captured."
The room suddenly became quiet. Everyone looked at Secretary Wang in surprise. Wang Molin asked in a deep voice: "Where was he captured? Have his accomplices been caught?"
Secretary Wang quickly replied: "With the cooperation of the local police station, the Northwest Bureau followed Xue Fuming's trajectory after leaving the institute last night, and after visiting a large number of residents, finally found out that Xue Fuming left the city in a gray car. He
Stop at a secluded place halfway, then ride on a motorcycle that has been prepared in advance and drive northeast along the suburban road."
"Our people followed the trail and captured this person in a small county town a hundred kilometers away. Director Zheng of the Northwest Bureau is now interrogating him personally. This is the interrogation footage transmitted in real time."
As Secretary Wang spoke, he tapped the computer keyboard, and an interrogation scene immediately appeared on the screen on the wall. Everyone quickly looked at the screen.
In the dim interrogation room, a middle-aged man with black-rimmed glasses on his face was sitting on the interrogation chair. This man was sitting on the chair with his head lowered, his handcuffed hands tightly clenched into fists, and his expression looked very nervous.
A middle-aged man in plain clothes and a young man sat behind the interrogation table. The dazzling beam of light from a lamp on the interrogation table shone directly on the middle-aged man sitting in the interrogation chair.
Secretary Wang pointed at the screen and introduced: "Minister Gao, the criminal sitting on the interrogation chair being interrogated is Xue Fuming, the former deputy director of the Office of the Sixth Research Institute, and the middle-aged man sitting behind the interrogation table is Director Zheng of the Northwest Bureau.
"Wan Lin and others listened to Secretary Wang's introduction while looking at the picture on the screen intently.
At this time, Director Zheng in the picture said nothing. His sharp eyes were like knives, staring coldly at Xue Fuming who was sitting on the interrogation chair.
After a while, Director Zheng suddenly asked straight to the point: "Xue Fuming, do you know what crime you committed?" Director Zheng's voice was not loud, but his voice sounded like a thunder in Xue Fuming's ears.
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The boy trembled violently at the sudden sound, and then raised his head in the dazzling light. He squinted his eyes and glanced at the interrogation table in front of him, and then took a deep breath. He said nothing.
He lowered his head, his eyes looking very gloomy.