The little drama queen who was a prosperous husband in the 1980s through the book

Captain Zhang quickly pushed the phone on the table to Wen Huaizhi's hand.

Wen Huaizhi took the phone and quickly dialed a number.

"Hello, Director Qin? I'm Wen Huaizhi."

"Yes, you come to the Jiangzhou City Public Security Bureau now."

"You heard that right, it's the Jiangzhou City Public Security Bureau! Please hurry up."

Captain Zhang secretly glanced at Wen Huaizhi and secretly broke into a cold sweat.Tonight, the Jiangzhou City Public Security Bureau is going to be busy...

Captain Zhang first took notes for Bai Xue. Halfway through the notes, there was a knock on the office door.

Xiao Huang, who was on duty, brought in a middle-aged man.

The man was wearing a suit and tie. He stood straight and looked very formal.

As soon as he saw Wen Huaizhi, he immediately nodded and walked into the office with a bow, his expression submissive but fearful.

"Director Wen, you,"

Wen Huaizhi stood up, shook hands with him briefly, and then got straight to the point.

"Director Qin, let me ask you something. Director Zhou Guanshan, does Director Zhou have two sons?"

Director Qin glanced at Bai Xue sitting at the table and saw that Bai Xue was injured and Wen Huaizhi was covered in blood.He immediately realized that something had happened, and his expression suddenly became tense.

"Does this have anything to do with Factory Director Zhou?"

Director Qin was cheating and cheating, but instead tried to trick him, Wen Huaizhi's face became even more ugly.

He said in a very low voice, "Answer my question."

Director Qin nodded repeatedly, still looking very embarrassed.

The relationship between the Changzheng Factory and Jiangzhou City has never been very harmonious.In particular, the Jiangzhou Municipal Public Security Bureau and the Changzheng Factory Public Security Bureau often directly go to the Provincial Public Security Department due to jurisdictional issues.

Coupled with the economic collision between some localities and enterprises, the factory and the city are like two divided societies.No one looks down on anyone, and no one wants to blend in with anyone.

It was a lively night. The deputy director of the Changzheng Factory called the police and went straight past the Public Security Department and came to Jiangzhou City.The targets of the report are most likely Factory Director Zhou's two sons.

This!

So bad!

It was a big joke for Jiangzhou City.

Director Qin sighed, feeling that Wen Huaizhi was too young to understand the importance.

"Director Zhou has two sons. The eldest is Zhou Zhiguo,"

Director Qin glanced at Bai Xue and said with a strange look, "He is serving a sentence for intentional injury."

He looked away and continued, "The second child, Zhou Zhijun, is studying in university in Shanghai."

"Is Zhou Zhijun at home?"

Director Qin shook his head, "I don't know about this, but it's not summer vacation yet, so I should still be in school."

Captain Zhang picked up his pen and asked Director Qin.

"Zhou Zhiguo and Zhou Zhijun, personally, do you think they look alike?"

Director Qin frowned, thought for a while, and answered.

"picture."

The rain poured down, and in an instant, their conversation was drowned out by the sound of rain.

Captain Zhang looked at his watch and said, "Director Wen, there should be no results today. Tomorrow we will investigate whether Zhou Zhijun is in the Shanghai stock market."

"Okay, please."

Captain Zhang personally sent Wen Huaizhi out of the Public Security Bureau.

Looking at the pouring rain, Wen Huaizhi glanced back at Bai Xue.

At this moment, Director Qin stood in the corridor, very attentive, "Director Wen, you and Comrade Bai wait a moment, I will drive the car over right away."

Wen Huaizhi nodded, that was all he could do.

Director Qin asked the police to borrow an umbrella and rushed into the rain.

A few minutes later, a silver-white Santana drove over and parked steadily under the corridor.

In the 80s, Santana was worth about the same as the current Mercedes-Benz S-Class.Bai Xue felt that her eyes were opened. The deputy director was pedaling his bicycle every day, and the office director was driving a car.

The vehicle is driving on the way back to Changzheng Factory.

Director Qin glanced at Wen Huaizhi through the rearview mirror.

He cleared his throat and said, "Director Wen, I would like to take the liberty to ask, what happened?"

"Bai Xue was ambushed into the house, hit her head, and almost raped." When Wen Huaizhi said these words, Bai Xue clearly heard the bones rattling twice.

Bai Xue looked down at Wen Huaizhi's hand. Under the dim street light, Bai Xue saw his fists clenched and veins popping up on the back of his hands.

Director Qin seemed to have guessed something, and he was not very surprised.

"Director Wen, with all due respect. After the police in Jiangzhou City receive the alarm, they must go back to Zhou's house to investigate. Director Zhou will know that it was you who called the police, and you... will be more passive."

A cold snort escaped Wen Huaizhi's chest, and his hand relaxed a lot.

He raised his eyelids and glanced in the rearview mirror. Director Qin's eyes were hidden behind the frame, and he looked away calmly.

"Passive, what do you mean?"

Director Qin choked for a moment, blushed and tried to explain, "Director Zhou may have some opinions on you."

Wen Huaizhi crossed his legs and tapped his knees rhythmically with his slender fingertips, appearing calm and leisurely.

"Let him come to me directly."

Bai Xue's heart beat wildly, and she looked sideways at Wen Huaizhi.

The heavy rain washed away the glass beside him, facing the neon lights outside the window, emitting colorful dark lights.His body seemed to be trapped in a colorful canvas.

Bai Xue was a little confused.

The next day, Bai Xue lay at home all day.

When she got up on the third day, she went to the staff hospital to get a gauze change, and then went to the Qianjin Market.

Yao Qiang saw Bai Xue coming from a distance. He rushed to Bai Xue and was about to say hello to her when he saw Bai Xue with an injury on his head and a bad look on his face.

Yao Qiang suddenly became furious and his jaw tightened.

"You were beaten?"

Bai Xue looked solemn and nodded.

"Damn it! Whoever dares to hit you, I'll take off his skin. Tell me, who hit you?"

After thinking about it for a day and a night, Bai Xue was not sure whether the person who attacked him was Zhou Zhiguo or Zhou Zhijun.

She looked grave and walked to her sales department.

"talk!"

Yao Qiang was jumping around behind her like an enraged monkey.

Bai Xue turned around suddenly and stared into Yao Qiang's eyes, filled with incomprehension.

"Monkey" seemed to have been immobilized.

"How can one person be so similar to another person? Even their voices and eyes are exactly the same."

Yao Qiang blurted out without caring.

"Maybe it's the same person."

A slight explosion sounded in Bai Xue's ears, a crack opened in her heart, and a ray of light came in.