ex-husband high energy

what's the situation?

Everyone was stunned, even the police were stunned.

"You, you are talking nonsense!" Wang Jian came back to his senses, his eyes were red with anger, "I, my son has been good since he was a child, and he has both good character and academics. How could he have something to do with the murder case!?"

Zong Ming handed the arrest warrant to the policeman beside him: "Help him see it and explain it to him."

The police took the arrest warrant and looked it over carefully, and said to Wang Jian: "This is the arrest warrant issued by the Criminal Investigation Bureau. Your son is indeed suspected of multiple murders and has been brought under control."

Wang Jian pulled the arrest warrant, the veins on his forehead twitched violently, and his bushy eyebrows almost stood up. He was a different person from when he begged hard before: "My son doesn't even dare to kill a chicken. How can he kill someone? No way! Tell me Be clear, otherwise no one will leave today! Don't think that we country people are easy to bully!"

Several people nearby shouted at the same time: "Yes! Don't fool us, tell us what happened to him and where he is locked up!"

Zong Ming glanced at them coldly, and said in a deep voice: "Wang Hao's case involves a series of confidentiality regulations, which are directly handled by the Criminal Investigation Bureau. He himself is temporarily detained and cannot be visited!"

"I don't know what the Criminal Investigation Bureau is, but I know my son won't do anything!" Wang Jian walked a few steps in front of Zong Ming, and said with a hostile expression, "Don't try to wrong him, or I'll make it hard for you Let's go! I have only this son, whoever touches him will touch my family's grave!"

Zong Ming raised his chin slightly, looked at him from top to bottom, his expression was indifferent, and his voice was full of oppression, "The law will not wrong a good person, nor will it let a bad person go."

Wang Jian gasped for breath, and then waved his fists angrily: "No, where is he? I want to see him now!" Several companions rushed forward at the same time, shouting in agreement.

"Please calm down!" The policeman on the side immediately went up to block the crowd, and said to Wang Jian: "Don't mess around, if you dare to attack the police, we will have to arrest you and go to the police station!"

Zong Ming was extremely calm. Wang Jian's fist was only less than one centimeter away from the tip of his nose. He didn't even blink, and his dark eyes kept observing the other person's expression.Noticing that the mania on Wang Jian's face was slowly disappearing, he squinted his eyes and said, "You can visit me and I will notify the police station where your household registration is located as soon as possible. Go back and wait for news."

Wang Jian and others quarreled for a long time, and were finally persuaded to leave by the police from the Shihu Town Police Station.Levi sent them out, watched the taillights of the police car disappear into the darkness, and it was already 03:30 in the morning when they returned to the living room.

In the living room, Zong Ming was still standing there, his thin body tall and straight like a javelin.According to Levi's visual inspection, he is only five or six centimeters taller than himself, which should be about 1.8 meters, but I don't know why when I look at him, I always have a feeling of looking up at Mount Tai, which is extremely majestic.

"You, hello." Levi felt the need to make a formal self-introduction, and unconsciously used honorifics when he spoke, "Mr. Zong, I am..."

"Reeves." Zong Ming picked up his words and said, "Hi, I'm Zong Ming."

"You can call me Levi." Levi hesitated, and stretched out his right hand, "I grew up in Chinatown, so I'm used to being called by my Chinese name."

Zong Ming reached out to shake hands with him and said, "Okay."

The fiancée's first meeting seemed to be a bit of a breakdown. Fortunately, Zong Ming saw that he was a person who often made big news, and Levi's was very receptive to weird things, so there were knives, guns, sticks, and sexy handcuffs all over the floor. It didn't cause them any embarrassment, and everyone happily shook hands.

"Is your injury okay?" Levi felt that Zong Ming's hand was cold, and there was a thin layer of cold sweat on his palm, and he couldn't help worrying about his body. "How is your leg? Can you still walk?"

Zong Ming was obviously not a hypocritical person, and said directly: "It's hard, I can't leave."

Levi asked straightforwardly: "Where is it hard?"

Zong Ming's lower eyelids trembled, and he said, "The legs are so stiff."

Levi's suddenly realized, and immediately contributed his fairly strong shoulders: "I will carry you upstairs?"

But Zong Ming shook his head, took out the car key from his trouser pocket and gave it to him, saying, "Go and drive the car in first."

Levi took the key, drove his $100 million super off-road into the garage, and parked it with his own lemon yellow Geely Panda worth three thousand dollars.

The gap seems to be a bit big... Levi touched the panda's head comfortingly: "Don't feel inferior, at least your fuel consumption is low."

Back in the living room, Zong Ming had already sat on the sofa and was removing the metal bracket around his right leg.Levi had to admit that he chose his ragged trousers very well. Although they were ugly to wear, it was very convenient to remove the brackets without taking them off!

Zong Ming removed the whole bracket and let out a long sigh of relief.Levi saw a radial scar on his calf near the inner side of the knee. It should be a gunshot wound. It wasn't long ago, and the scar was still fresh. He didn't know how many steel nails had been put into the bone. It hurt for him to look at it.

Zong Ming leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes to rest. Levi's poured him a glass of water. He raised his eyelids and tapped his slender fingers on the armrest of the sofa twice to express his gratitude.

The soft light shone on his face. His face was not delicate, at least it was much rougher than a quarter-breed like Levi's. It was a typical northwestern man, with slightly protruding browbones and a high bridge of nose. With a slightly raised hump and a resolute jaw line, the entire facial features have a subtle depth, not as aggressive as white people, but they have a bit of implicit sharpness.

Levi's inexplicably remembered the words "I am such a man" on the refrigerator, which seemed to be tailor-made for Zong Ming.

After resting for a quarter of an hour, Zong Ming regained some energy, and the sweat on his head also dissipated. At this time, Levi noticed that the tattoo behind his ear was gone. It was probably tattooed with the legendary pigeon blood. Seeing water or being emotional will appear.

How sulky is this man's heart!

"I'm afraid I need to ask you to do me a favor." Zong Ming hesitated and said.

Levi's was flattered and hurriedly said, "Say it."

"You don't need to use honorifics with me." Zong Ming said, "There is something in the trunk of my car, please carry it in for me."

Levi asked, "What?"

Zong Ming said, "You can see it when you open it."

Levi felt that his expression was a bit strange, but he didn't think much about it. He took the car keys and went to the garage, and he was dumbfounded when he opened the trunk.

What is this called?Isn't this human?

A young man in his early twenties lay curled up on his side in the trunk, he didn't know whether he was unconscious or asleep, his eyes were tightly closed, his lower eyelids were covered by crow's wing-like eyelashes, and he remained motionless.

Levi's deeply felt that his marriage was a bit sloppy. A person like Zong Ming knew that he was a bloody master just by his name!

However, it was too late to regret it now, Levi's tangled his hands for a while, gritted his teeth, carried the person out of the trunk, and carried him into the living room.

Seeing him coming in, Zong Ming took out a key and threw it to him, saying, "Don't bother the second master, please help me carry him directly to the third floor."

Levi was speechless and choked, so he had to carry the person up to the third floor.

Open the oak door, there is a short passage inside, a bit like a porch, with a screen at the end.Turning around the screen, it suddenly became clear that the entire third floor was connected, with no walls, no partitions, and only a few square pillars as load-bearing.

In the empty space, there is a row of log bookshelves as high as the ceiling against the wall, and a large desk and a comfortable rocking chair next to the window.At a depth of more than 20 meters in the middle, there is a group of linen sofas near the door. Behind the sofa is a huge wool carpet. Various books, magazines, laptops, and game controllers are scattered on the carpet. Serial rings, music boxes, etc., were disassembled in sevens and eights, and the parts were all placed in a square paper plate.

In the back of the room was a four-poster bed with no curtains, quilts and pillows piled up in a mess, and the sheets were crumpled, as if two tigers had just fought on it.

"Put it on the sofa." Zong Ming followed him into the door with a cane and said.Levi put him down as he said, and after thinking about it, he stuffed a cushion behind his head.

Zong Ming put down his crutches, took off his dirty T-shirt and threw it on the ground, and pushed aside a bookshelf, which turned out to be the cloakroom behind it.He hopped in to change clothes, Levi stood there not knowing whether to leave, hesitantly asked: "Who is this person?"

A rustling sound came from the cloakroom, and Zong Ming said in a muffled voice, "Wang Hao."

"Huh?" Levi was stunned, "He, wasn't he captured by some criminal investigation bureau? Why did you bring him back?"

Zong Ming came out of the cloakroom, pushed the bookshelf back to its original place, and said, "It's inconvenient to ask him about some things in the Bureau."

Can I take it home for interrogation if it is not convenient?What kind of divine logic is this?As a law-abiding five-good young man, Levi's heart trembled a little: "This, isn't this illegal detention? The police can't take criminals home for interrogation, right?"

"Yes, I seem to have violated the relevant regulations." Zong Ming said lightly, and sat on the sofa, "Then you still want to marry me?"

"..." Levi was tongue-tied, it seems that fake marriage is also illegal...

But if he knew that he was the director of the Criminal Investigation Bureau, he wouldn't marry him if he was crazy!The barrage in Levi's heart can break through the sky, isn't Zong Jiayu too pitiful?What kind of "non-profit organization" is the CID?

Well, they don't appear to be profitable.

"Okay, I'm just joking." Zong Ming saw his bewildered expression, hooked the corners of his mouth, and said, "This is the Criminal Investigation Bureau, Super Case Division [-]. I'm interrogating him here, it's not a violation."

"Huh?" Levi felt deeply that his IQ was not enough tonight, "Isn't this your home?"

"Hmm." Zong Ming straightened his collar, put his long legs on the coffee table, like an emperor, "I told you this is my office. I'm the director, where am I? Where is Eleven, See?"

The cobalt blue shirt concealed the unique banditry on his body, and the well-made trousers covered the horrible scars on his legs. Levi even suspected that the tattered migrant worker's motto he had seen before was just a hallucination.

At this moment, the personable, jade-like man in front of him is the real Zong Ming, the director of the Eleventh Division of Chaos Cases.