Chapter 79 The role of human design Prelude to the storm
Chapter 79 The role of personality, the prelude to the storm (please subscribe)
"I didn't commit a crime! I was wronged!"
"Xu Jiajun abused his power! Framed and framed!"
Before Xu Jiajun could answer, Ma Chengkun struggled and yelled at the reporters.
However, the reporters ignored him at all.
Who is Xu Jiajun?
He is a model policeman, the patron saint of Hong Kong, with a sense of righteousness, a breeze on his sleeves, and a hatred of evil. How would such an upright person retaliate and frame him?
When Ma Chengkun said this, he was not only insulting Xu Jiajun, but also insulting the bright eyes of the masses.
There are so many of us but you can’t see clearly?
You are still too stubborn now, please don't use your villain's heart to judge Sir Xu's gentleman's heart!
"Mr. Ma, please don't get excited. Our police have always enforced the law impartially and acted in accordance with the law. We will never wrongly accuse a good person, and we will never let a bad person go." Faced with Ma Chengkun's accusation, Xu Jiajun seemed calm and calm, and
Comfort him gently.
Seeing his hypocritical appearance, Ma Chengkun was so angry that he yelled with red eyes: "Go to hell and enforce the law impartially! You are just framed! You are just retaliating for personal gain! You are pretending to be a righteous man! All of you will be punished by him!"
The disguise you put on has deceived you!"
A hypocrite who does one thing to his face and another behind his back!
"I understand the anger and fear in your heart when you are about to face legal sanctions, so I won't argue with you." No matter how much he spewed feces, Xu Jiajun remained neither angry nor angry. He is a model of civilized law enforcement.
Then he looked back at the reporter and said: "We received reports from informants very early on that Ma Chengkun and Ma Tingqiang were suspected of drug trafficking and have been secretly monitoring him. Today we learned that he met with members of the Taiwanese Sanlian Gang. It is speculated that both parties
It’s a flour trade.”
"Our police set up an ambush downstairs in advance and killed both parties involved in the transaction with lightning speed. They seized 15 kilograms of flour on site and killed a drug dealer who resisted arrest and attacked the police with force. The police will announce further investigation results through the Public Relations Department."
"boom!"
There was an instant explosion in the corridor.
"Mr. Ma, are you cooperating with your father who fled Hong Kong to reopen the Hong Kong market?"
"Mr. Ma, or should I say that your father's trading network has been in your hands since he fled Hong Kong..."
Ma Chengkun's father and uncle started their business by poisoning. This family has a criminal record. Although everyone was shocked when they heard that Ma Chengkun was addicted to poison, there were not many surprises. Like father, like son.
Maybe he has been secretly cultivating poison all along.
It’s just that I haven’t been caught before.
So Sir Xu is still awesome!
Dig out this hidden cancer.
"Shut up! Shut up, all of you! I'm not poisonous! I was framed! If any of you dare to write anything, I will ask a lawyer to sue you..."
Ma Chengkun's face was as ferocious as a demon, his eyes were bloodshot and he was roaring hysterically. If it weren't for being controlled by the police, I'm afraid he would have rushed up and mingled with the reporters surrounding him in the next second.
"Take the suspect and leave the scene." Xu Jiajun waved his hand to take Ma Chengkun away first, and then sighed with emotion to the reporters:
"To be honest, I am also shocked by this and very sad. As we all know, Mr. Ma's father and uncle fled Hong Kong due to drug addiction, but Mr. Ma has emerged from the mud and is a young and promising entrepreneur.
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"The birth of Oriental Morning Post came from the influence of Oriental Daily. In the industry, he was once a role model for me to learn from. So when he slandered me, I ignored him, just because I also admired him."
"But I never thought that he would follow the same path as his father. Every year, police officers and civilians die due to drugs. This is absolutely intolerable. What awaits him will be severe punishment and sanctions by the law..."
Xu Jiajun was righteous and solemn, and at the end of his words, his tone was decisive and full of power.
"Pap-pap-pap-pap!"
All reporters applauded in admiration.
"You surnamed Xu are so rude!" Ma Chengkun, who was dragged downstairs by the police, glared back and yelled, "I don't accept it! I'm going to sue you!"
He was really framed!
"Young Master Ma, please save it. Even if your throat is broken and you scream, he won't even say a word. Fortunately, you still run a newspaper." Hua Jizhong was a little impatient when he heard this.
One is a model policeman.
One is a poisonous son.
It’s another case of “people gain both the stolen goods and the stolen goods.”
Do you even have to think about who the reporter will believe?
There is nothing you can do to save yourself. If you are not as good as others and you stumble, just be honest. At least you will suffer less.
According to his experience, no matter how fierce Ma Chengkun screams now, he will scream even more fiercely in the interrogation room later.
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"Hahahaha! Hahaha! Xu Jiajun, you will die a good death! I will attack your mother! I will destroy the family property!"
"Xu...haha...Xu Jiajun haha..."
Ma Chengkun's laughter echoed throughout the interrogation room.
Xu Jiajun sat behind the interrogation table, with his legs crossed and a cup of tea in his hand, sipping it slowly.
Not far from the interrogation table, Ma Chengkun was tied up and fixed to the ground, while four police officers were tickling his armpits and soles of his feet.
He was twisting his body, laughing and cursing Xu Jiajun. The tears flowed and dried up, and his voice was almost hoarse. This feeling was simply worse than death.
Ma Chengkun is a rich man and has a private lawyer, so violence cannot be used against such a person.
Otherwise, you will bring trouble to yourself.
Therefore, this method is most suitable for torturing him.
"Dong dong dong!" There was a knock on the door.
Xu Jiajun said casually: "Come in."
"Sir Xu, Ma Chengkun's lawyer is here and wants to see him." A senior police officer came in to report.
Xu Jiajun waved his hand to signal him to go out.
The officer turned away and closed the door.
"Stop, untie Mr. Ma and help him to the chair." Xu Jiajun put down the teacup, then stood up and walked out of the interrogation room. He saw a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes being stopped by the police and arguing about something.
He knew that this person was Ma Chengkun's lawyer.
He immediately walked over and asked, "What's going on?"
"Hello, Sir Xu, I am Mr. Ma Chengkun's lawyer. Now I want to meet with the client, but your subordinates stopped me." The middle-aged man looked unhappy and took out a business card and handed it to Xu Jiajun and said.
Xu Jiajun casually took the business card, then extended a hand with a warm smile and said: "It turns out to be Chen Dazhuang, whom I have admired for a long time. You can rest assured that Mr. Ma is quite happy at the police station and has not been wronged."
After all, he was so happy that his voice became hoarse with laughter.
"Take Chen Dazhuang to see Mr. Ma." Xu Jiajun casually instructed a police officer, and then smiled at Lawyer Chen: "I have something else to do, so let's go first."
"Sir Xu, let's go slowly." Lawyer Chen felt that Xu Jiajun was indeed a model policeman, and his treatment of others was not as brutal as that of a small police officer. This is so reasonable!
He was led by police officers to the interrogation room.
I was shocked when I saw Ma Chengkun's current situation.
"Sheng Ma, did they beat you? I'm going to ask for an injury test right away!" Lawyer Chen said and turned to leave.
"They didn't hit me." Ma Chengkun, who had already recovered, gritted his teeth. He knew that no one could be held responsible for this matter, so he didn't want to argue any more. He lowered his voice and said, "Inform my father that Xu Jiajun was targeting him and his uncle.
Go, tell them to leave me and Aqiang alone, and never go back to Xiangjiang!"
At the same time, Ma Xizhen and Ma Xiru, who were far away in Taiwan, had learned from their own news channels that Ma Chengkun, Ma Tingqiang and Hua Jizhong had been arrested.
"Xu Jiajun! He and I are at odds with each other!" Ma Xizhen grabbed the ashtray and threw it out, smashing the valuable TV into a big hole.
They firmly believed that Ma Chengkun and Ma Tingqiang could never commit poison, and they also knew that Hua Jizhong was after Xu Jiajun, so this was obviously a frame-up.
Compared to Ma Xizhen's anger, Ma Xiru was much calmer and kept sitting on the sofa smoking a cigarette.
Ma Xizhen was not satisfied after smashing the TV, so she turned into a desktop cleaning master and smashed things on the table. She said anxiously: "Brother! What time has it been now, and you still have the heart to smoke!"
"Why don't I get angry with you? Are you anxious? What's the use of being anxious?" Ma Xiru looked up at him and shook the ashes from his cigarette: "You must understand that you must stay calm when dealing with big things."
"Dingling bell~Dingling bell~"
At this moment, the phone rang.
Masiru picked it up and connected: "Say."
"I am Ma Sheng's lawyer. He asked me to tell you not to worry about them. Xu Jiajun is here for you. You must not go back to Xiangjiang..."
"I'm going to attack your mother!" Hearing this, Ma Xiru smashed the phone, stood up and stepped on it several times with red eyes. She turned around and roared at Ma Xizhen: "I'm going to scratch Xu Jiajun."
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"Brother...what's wrong with you? Calm down!" The situation suddenly changed and it was Ma Xizhen trying to persuade Ma Xiru.
Masiru's face was full of anger, his breathing was rapid, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Xu rushed to the street in an attempt to catch us. Akun and Aqiang were implicated by us. He told us to leave them alone. Don't worry."
Can I leave it alone when I return to Xiangjiang? Can you leave it alone?"
The son was framed and imprisoned after being implicated by him, and he told himself to leave him alone. But as a father, can he really leave him alone? What kind of father can bear it?
Ma Xizhen was shocked and angry when he heard this. He wished he could go back to Xiangjiang now, but he forced himself to calm down: "Brother, if we go back to Xiangjiang now, we will fall into Xu Jiajun's plan. He must have laid a dragnet waiting for us to hit him head-on.
, Besides, we can’t save Aqiang and the others even if we go back.”
"You know what I said, Aqiang and Akun do not have to be rescued, but Xu Jiajun must die!" Ma Xiru said fiercely, staring at Ma Xizhen.
Ma Xizhen immediately realized that if Xu Jiajun was alive, Ma Chengkun and Ma Tingqiang would not be safe even if they were in prison. On the contrary, they would be even more dangerous.
And as long as Xu Jiajun is dead and there is no obstruction from him, they only need to spend money to make Ma Chengkun and Ma Tingqiang have their sentences reduced until they are released from prison.
So whether it was to vent his anger or for Ma Chengkun and Ma Tingqiang, Xu Jiajun had to die.
"Brother, what are you going to do?" Masi Ruzhen asked Masi Ru's plan after thinking about this clearly.
Masiru said with a gloomy face: "Back then, we left our hometown and fled from Xiangjiang like a lost dog to save their black hat. Now that I am avenging my son, they should give me some convenience."
"You give 10 million to those brothers. Three days later, the two of us will lead people across the sea. My son has been bullied, and the father has to make the decision himself."
In the past two years, they have put on suits, but he wants some people to know that they can also carry guns at any time.
He never forgot his roots.
Ma Xizhen's heart suddenly trembled, knowing that her eldest brother was going to play a big game, and Xu Jiajun would definitely die.