The Peerless God of War of the Female President

"What did you say?"

The speaker's voice on the other end of the phone suddenly rose several octaves.

"Are you kidding me? Morris arrests people first, and media reporters rush to report. Is this an arrest plan planned in advance? It is reasonable to be bumped into by one or two media. The media, fools know this is planned in advance!"

Buffon wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said in a low voice: "I also think there is something wrong with this matter, but the most important thing now is not this, but how to explain the matter clearly as soon as possible, if you don't give the media an explanation as soon as possible, The credibility of the police will definitely be greatly reduced..."

"Things have been made like this by you, what kind of credibility do you still talk to me about? You policemen are indeed more stupid than the other!"

Buffon's face was extremely ugly, and a fire of ignorance began to rise in his heart.

"Mr. Speaker, my current position is just a spokesperson for the police. I am neither the chief nor have any real power. My duty is to issue some police statements. Is it too much for you to rely on me for this matter?" gone?"

"Buffon, what do you mean by that? Could it be that you have completely lost hope for the position of director?"

"Mr. Speaker, I have already understood that if the matter of the Yang family is not properly resolved, the position of the chief of the bureau is like an electric torture chair. Anyone who sits on it will die. I still have a family. , Put your life in it!"

"Buffon, you have to think clearly. Now that your chief and deputy directors are all dead, whoever can succeed the police chief may be promoted to the Ministry of Justice in the future. The future is limitless."

"Hehe, in my opinion, old life is more important than future. I'm already old, and I can't afford to die for an illusory future!"

Buffon sneered and said: "Andre and Blake were carrying out your orders before, I'm giving you some information now, it's already saving face for you, you'd better not embarrass me, give me a quick 'Official statement', otherwise, I will release it according to the facts, and then don't say I don't cooperate!"

"If you say that, you are not afraid that the Ministry of Justice will fire you?"

"Whatever, if you want to fire me, you'd better hurry up, I don't want to be involved too deeply in this matter!"

"you!"

beep...

Buffon hung up the phone directly, calmed down his anger, and drove directly back to the police station.

After returning to the police station, Buffon immediately came to the cell where Yang Chen was detained.

At this time, Morris also returned to his post. After seeing Buffon, Morris felt a little surprised.

Because Buffon is the spokesperson of the police station, he usually does not come to the detention area to interrogate suspects.

"Sir, what can I do for you?"

Morris blocked Buffon's way and asked neither humble nor overbearing.

Buffon glanced at Morris, and said lightly: "I want to see Yang Chen, and I have something to ask him."

"This……"

Morris showed a embarrassed expression and said, "Sir, you know, this is against the rules."

Buffon snorted coldly and said, "A prison guard like you can go to the street to arrest the prisoner, but I, the press officer, can't I come to interrogate the prisoner?"

"Sir, if you have any doubts about my actions, you can report and investigate me. However, my current duty is to watch over the suspects. Without legal procedures, you cannot exceed your authority to interrogate the prisoners."

Buffon stared at Morris, and said coldly: "Morris, do you really think I believe your words? If I start an investigation, do you think I really can't find anything?"

"Sir, I still have the same sentence. If you want to start an investigation on me, please feel free. Before I am dismissed, I still have to abide by the rules of the police station!"

"you!"

"Maurice, let him in, I happen to have something to ask him."

Just when the two were at a stalemate, Yang Chen in the cell said something lightly. After Morris heard this sentence, he stepped aside without hesitation, and stood aside.

Seeing this, Buffon sneered, and said: "Morris, it turns out that what you call following the rules is Yang Chen's rules!"

Morris didn't even look at Buffon, as if he didn't hear this sentence at all.

"Mr. Buffon, if you have something to do, come in and talk. If you have nothing to do, you should leave quickly. It's really out of style to argue with a prison guard."

Buffon also knew that he had nothing to argue with Morris, so he walked directly to the door of Yang Chen's cell.

"The door is open, come in if you have something to say!"

Yang Chen was leaning on the bed, looking at the news page on the laptop.

Buffon frowned and said, "Are you treating my O City Police Station as a resort hotel?"

Yang Chen laughed and said: "Hehe, I think this place is much better than a resort hotel. The hotel requires money, but food and lodging are provided for free here, and there are police guards. To be honest, I don't even want to leave now!"

"Yang Chen, we are all smart people, so I won't go around in circles with you, just tell me, I will handle the bail procedures for you as soon as possible, and let you out."

Yang Chen didn't even look at Buffon, and there wasn't even a trace of expression change on his face.

"Really?"

"That's right, thanks to your men, prison guard Morris 'coincidentally' caught the real culprit who murdered Andre, so you can clear yourself of suspicion."

"Hehe, so you're going to admit that your City O police arrested the wrong person?"

"I can apologize to you on behalf of the O City Police Department, but this apology is only between you and me, and cannot be known by a third person."

Yang Chen picked his eyelids, and squinted at Buffon: "How much fake wine did you drink? You arrested me with great fanfare, and now you are going to release me secretly? You think I, Yang Chen, is a fool, Very bullying?"

"Yang Chen, I know you must have such thoughts, but I have to tell you that it was not my idea to detain Qing Ling'er before or arrest you later, and I have never participated in any opinions. In other words, if there is a grievance, there is a debt, and whoever troubles you, you should go to him to settle the score, instead of putting the score on my head, which is not fair."

"Hehe, the word fairness is really weird coming out of your mouths. Did you ever think about fairness when you detained Qing Ling'er on trumped-up charges?"

"I've already said, I didn't know about that matter, even if you want to find someone to settle the score, you can't find me!"

"I really didn't plan to settle accounts with you, because you and I both know that you are not qualified."

Yang Chen glanced at Buffon with a half-smile, and said lightly: "So, if you want to let me out, you can't do it, so go find someone who can give you orders!"

"Yang Chen, don't go too far!"

Buffon gritted his teeth and stared at Yang Chen fiercely, "You should be very clear, if the matter continues to be deadlocked, you will be making an enemy of the authorities of country J! No matter how powerful your Yang family is, it is still just a family after all. , against a country, do you have the confidence to win?!"

"Hehe, in fact, you should ask the person behind you. He used the power of the entire country J to oppose Yang Chen, does he have that strength? I, Yang Chen, can lose the entire Yang family. Winning or losing is just the rise and fall of a family. , and what about the people behind you, can they afford to lose?"

"you!"

Buffon gritted his teeth and stared at Yang Chen, wishing he could eat him alive.

"It's useless to stare. The most important thing you should do now is to go to your master and ask him to come and see me. Compared with a dog, I would rather talk to the master."

After Yang Chen finished speaking lightly, he turned his gaze back to the computer screen, "Morris, I'm tired, see off the guests."

"Yes!"

After Morris responded, he walked up to Buffon and said neither humble nor overbearing: "Sir, according to the regulations, you should go."

"Humph!"

Buffon snorted heavily, stared at Morris and said, "Are you an employee of the Federal Police, or Yang Chen's lackey?"

"Sir, what Mr. Yang said is right. What you should do now is to discuss countermeasures with high-level people, instead of entangled with me, a small prison guard here. Are you right?"