The male god blushed after being slapped in the face live

"Hi, hello, I'm Song Xiaoya from the Chengdong Branch of the Shoucheng Public Security Bureau. Is this the Liancheng Prison?"

"May I ask if a prisoner named Zhao Xue is detained in your place, and his ID card is 3256XXX...?"

"Well, okay, thank you. Can you help me find out what the reason for his imprisonment is?"

"Okay, got it, thank you."

Song Xiaoya hung up the phone, sighed, and looked at the haggard old man in front of her, "Master, let me verify it for you. This letter is not a fraud. Your son was indeed imprisoned in Liancheng Prison for two years. Someone The police were involved in pyramid schemes, and after the police dispatched, they found your son in this group of pyramid schemes, organized and led the implementation of pyramid schemes."

Today she was on duty to receive the police. The old man stumbled on an electric tricycle early in the morning and came in in a panic, saying that he had been scammed.Song Xiaoya asked carefully, only to find out that he had received the prison notice.

The old man who has been tempered by time now seems to be flustered like a three-year-old child, at a loss, not knowing what to do, and even took Song Xiaoya's car keys by mistake while waiting in the waiting room without noticing.

"My son is excellent," the old man wiped his face, his slumped face was full of pride and helplessness, "he graduated from a prestigious university and was hired by a foreign company with a high salary. He came less and less, and then one day he said that he would resign and follow a leader to go to other places to develop. When he first went to other places, he went home, but he didn’t call, and he didn’t go home during the Chinese New Year. Later, I followed his instructions I looked for the address once, but when I went there, I found that it was a courier point, not his company at all. Later, I stayed out of town for three days, but it was a big world outside, where could I find him. "

Song Xiaoya suppressed the discomfort in her heart and asked, "How long has it been since you saw your son?"

"It's been three years. I only have this one son. His mother is sick at home, and I didn't dare to tell her what happened to my son." The old man sighed and wiped the tears that didn't seep from the corners of his eyes, "Okay Ah, it's good to be caught by your police. At least I know he's fine. In the past three years, I haven't had a night without nightmares. I'm afraid that he was killed or something happened. It's better to be locked up than him to be outside. Do it!"

Song Xiaoya felt like a stick in her throat, she hesitated to speak.

She wanted to say something to comfort the elderly, but she didn't know what to say when the words came to her lips. After a long time, she said, "MLM is as addictive as drug addiction. Many MLM personnel will continue to do these illegal activities after they are released from prison. Although you Son will be reformed in prison, but when he gets out you'd better watch out and don't let him walk with those people again."

The old man nodded hastily after hearing this, and sighed again after nodding. His back was full of vicissitudes, and he rode the electric tricycle alone with difficulty and left in a slump.

Song Xiaoya felt a little uncomfortable.

She has been a police officer for three years, and she often encounters people asking for help.Although the boss told herself to handle the case as an emotionless machine, her stronger empathy than ordinary people made her unable to let go.

Before joining the police queue, she just thought it was a job, and the content was probably to fight wits and courage with gangsters.

But after she really engaged in this profession, she realized that fighting gangsters was only part of it.

There is really too little they can do. They can catch the criminals and bring them to justice to comfort the dead and comfort the living.

But those who were hurt by gangsters may not be able to erase the shadow and pain in their entire lives.There is all great love in the world, but it is also full of darkness and evil.

In order not to make the victims more desperate and pessimistic, what they can do is to do everything they can to make the evil suffer the punishment they deserve.

But how can the cases in this world be solved cleanly? Old cases were not solved, and new cases happened again.

Every time at this time, Song Xiaoya even imagined that a god would appear in this world, who could find those wicked people hiding in the dark and peeking at the mortal world, and punish them severely.

She imagined that there is such a god who can rescue those victims who are tortured by pain.

When Song Xiaoya thought of this, the figure of Xuan Wuji appeared in her mind.

That mysterious, unpredictable Xuan Wuji who can pinch and count, if he is a god, he must be the god in her fantasy.

Zhao Fei pushed the door and entered, just in time to see Song Xiaoya thinking about something.

Patting Song Xiaoya on the shoulder, Zhao Fei said, "Why do you feel like you are about to cry, and there are people asking for help?"

Song Xiaoya lowered her head and bit her lips, "Why, didn't the boss ask you to protect Lin Jiyao? Why are you back?"

"I caught a few people who beat others," Zhao Fei said with a chuckle, "Xiaoya, if you really can't stand the police, why don't you go and work on case files. If you only sort out case files, you won't be able to meet the masses face to face. Contact, less empathy."

Song Xiaoya shook her head, "It's fine, I'm fine. Isn't the police station handling the case of assaulting others? Why did you get involved?"

"It just so happened that we were at the scene, so we took care of it. Xuan Wuji and You Chiyu will come over to record statements in a while."

Song Xiaoya regained her spirits immediately, "Xuan Wuji wants to come? There is actually You Chiyu! You Chiyu is my male god!"

Zhao Fei stroked his chin and thought about You Chiyu's appearance, and for the first time approved of Song Xiaoya's star-chasing aesthetics, "You Chiyu is really pretty."

Zhou Kai walked in, pulling in three people like grasshoppers.

Song Xiaoya looked at the attires of these three people, and looked at Zhao Fei suspiciously, "Are you sure you are beating others and not spreading a cult?"

"Deal with this first, and then collect evidence to see if it constitutes a cult."

The three men in black robes: ...

The author has something to say:

Sorry for the lack of words today.

Description:

In the case at the beginning, the half-truth and half-fiction came from Dabai's side, which was very touching at the time.

Song Xiaoya's fantasy is my original intention to write this article, thank you for your support.

Kangkang Dabai (●—●), let’s pre-order it.