The beautiful boy is disobedient, take over!

It took Zhong Ming a long time to come back to his senses. This time he hit the muzzle of a gun, and he was terribly annoyed.Ling Zhigang suddenly grabbed his collar and threw him onto the table. He slipped on the ground, pushed the information on the table to the ground, and scattered it all over the floor.Zhong Ming seemed to be about to cry, he gritted his teeth and remained silent.This time he admits to failure and can't rely on others.

"You are so courageous, you dare to sue me, and you want to put me in prison?" Ling Zhigang's tone was cold, and he was obviously really angry: "If I didn't sit in this position, would I have been sent to you by now?" In the cell?"

"I didn't tell a single lie, I told the truth!" Zhong Ming decided to lose but not to lose. At this time, he was determined not to give in, and the more he gave in, the angrier Ling Zhigang became.

"The truth?" Ling Zhigang looked at him, and suddenly approached him, pressing him on the table: "You can't catch me with just one word from you. What do you think, I'll help you. I Fuck you on this table, and you take my semen to the evidence collection office?"

Zhong Ming's back was pressed against the table, and the cold table touched half of his cheek. He was a little at a loss and said, "Don't you dare, this is at the Ruo Police Station."

Ling Zhigang put his hand on his trouser waist and said, "Whether I dare or not depends on you. It depends on whether you want me to fuck you here or go home to fuck you. You choose."

"Go home and do it." Zhong Ming grabbed the waistband of his trousers, blushing, "I'll dirty your table if you do it here!"

Ling Zhigang finally couldn't help laughing, and let go of Zhong Ming's collar.He originally thought that Zhong Ming would be embarrassed to answer him, but it was beyond his expectation.Zhong Ming quickly climbed down from the table, squatted down and quickly picked up the documents he had dropped on the ground, but he saw a bloody picture at a glance, which turned out to be a photo of a dead body, so he was so frightened that he hurriedly used a newspaper to pick up the documents. Covered it, stood up and put it on Ling Zhigang's table.

"You watch this every day?" He wanted to divert the tense atmosphere just now.

"scared you?"

"It's quite bloody, and if you watch too much, it will affect your psychology to some extent..." He wanted to say that it's no wonder Ling Zhigang is so perverted, how can he not be psychologically distorted after looking at corpse photos all day long!Ling Zhigang came over and took out the photos of the murder scene, and said, "I don't feel scared after seeing too much. Would you like to take back a few photos to practice your courage?"

Zhong Ming looked up at Ling Zhigang, guessing how serious he was in what he said.But Ling Zhigang shook the photo in his hand and said seriously: "Take it."

Zhong Ming was in a daze, and took it in his hand, holding it, his palm was actually sweating.

"Some of them actually didn't have to pay such a big price. It's a pity that they were disobedient and violated some regulations on the Tao, and were killed by their superiors. After they died, they couldn't find out. There is no way to report to the police station, there is no way to investigate this kind of case, and there is no way to investigate it." Ling Zhigang looked at him, and changed the subject: "Drink water, may I pour you a glass?"

Zhong Ming was holding those bloody photos, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw that one had both arms missing.He swallowed, shook his head and said, "I'm not thirsty."

Just as Ling Zhi poured himself a cup of hot tea, he opened the tea pot on the table and made a cup of tea. His posture was graceful and skillful. If he didn't know what happened behind his back, he really thought he was just a government official with a leisurely job.

He licked his lips: "Then...then have you ever killed someone?"

"What do you think?" Ling Zhigang sat down on the chair with a smile on his face, and crossed his legs: "If you're in this line of work, can you sit still without blood on your hands?"

Zhong Ming didn't know whether Ling Zhigang's "this job" referred to the position of the chief of the police station or the position in the underworld, but he was no longer willing to ask further, but blushed and said, "I'm sorry."

He raised his head and looked at Ling Zhigang: "I was wrong, I shouldn't report you, don't be angry, I won't dare in the future."

Ling Zhigang was in a good mood, took a sip of tea slowly, and said, "Go out, don't you still have classes? I have to work too."

When Zhong Ming came out of the bureau chief's office, he thought the sky was gloomy.He walked down the steps in front of the police station, and his heart sank every time he took a step.

The person who wanted to take care of him turned out to be the police chief Ling Zhigang. Does that mean that he will be finished in the future?Where else can I go to sue, go to the procuratorate or a higher people's court?He heard that the morals of this world are protected by officials and officials, so can he win the lawsuit? If he fails to win the lawsuit, Ling Zhigang will be annoyed, will he become worse?

Like a frost-beaten eggplant, he couldn't help turning his head to look at the magnificent building of the police station again, and saw a person standing behind the glass in the room of the chief's office, looking at him faintly.

Condescending, strategizing.