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"Mr. Shen, this student is also from our department. What misunderstanding is there between you?" The head of the department looked gloomy, especially when he saw Zhan Feng, "And Mr. Shen, your friend is a member of society, how can you Just bring it to my office and let him go out and wait."

Shen Yan paused, and then explained: "Director, this is..."

Zhan Feng showed his ID impatiently, and said coldly: "From the Municipal Bureau, this kid was suspected of intentionally hurting someone yesterday, and I'm looking for him. Let's go, come back with me to make a record."

He spoke solemnly, with a cold tone, and with the dark shiny police badge in his hand, the head of the department was startled, and his tone and words were slightly different: "This...is this really a police officer? Then, police officer You sit down first... Song Yang, what's going on, please explain clearly!"

Song Yang didn't expect the situation to take a turn for the worse. He panicked when he was stared at by the head of the department. He grinned and shouted: "The police officer is amazing? Can he work with the teacher to bully people?! Director, I really didn't lie, they did fight yesterday. Someone is coming. Look at the mark on my neck, fortunately I ran fast, otherwise I would have to go to the hospital today."

While talking, he pulled the collar of his clothes and showed them the scars.

Shen Yan watched coldly from the side, and suddenly asked slowly: "You said I made this scar?"

Zhan Feng took out a cigarette, lowered his head and lit it as if no one else was there, and when the broken hair on his forehead fell down, his eyes suddenly lifted up and looked straight at Song Yang through the hair.

Isn't this man a policeman?Why is his temperament so cold, when he looks at people, he doesn't look like a policeman, but like a killer...

The head of the department also stared at Song Yang.

At this juncture, Song Yang was already on the verge of riding a tiger, so he could only bite the bullet and say, "Yes, you strangled it."

Zhan Feng sneered, smoking a cigarette unhurriedly, with an expression of thinking about how to deal with Song Yang for a while.

Shen Yan asked again: "Then what did I use to strangle it?"

"That's it. The strap of the backpack almost strangled me to death!" Song Yang deliberately exaggerated and pulled the strap on his shoulder, "I didn't change my schoolbag on purpose to avoid your sophistry."

"If it was really strangled by me, I will definitely admit it, and I will never quibble." Shen Yan stepped forward, grabbed his belt, shook it in his hand and said: "Since you said that I strangled the injury Yes, then I should use this angle to strangle it, right?"

While speaking, he wound the bag strap up a circle, and pulled it back with his backhand——

"Hey, hey, hey! What are you doing!" Song Yang was taken aback by his sudden movement, and asked the head of the department for help: "Hey, you saw it, and he still wants to strangle me. How can such a person be qualified to be a teacher?" !"

Shen Yan said: "What's your name? I didn't use much force. I just showed the director the scene you were talking about. Did I strangle you with this posture yesterday?"

Song Yang vaguely felt that something was wrong here, but with his back turned to Shen Yan, he couldn't see his expression clearly, and the head of the department stared at him suspiciously, and nodded when he felt nervous, "Yes, you are That's it!"

"Really?" Shen Yan seemed to be smiling, looking back and said: "Zhan Feng, give me the pen."

Without further ado, Zhan Feng picked a red pen from the table and threw it to him.

Shen Yan caught it steadily, and pressed the tip of the pen to Song Yang's neck neatly. When he felt that he was struggling, he didn't bother to say hello, the tip of the pen dropped, and drew two lines steadily.

"F*ck! What the hell are you doing!" Song Yang had goosebumps on the back of his neck, and couldn't figure out his intentions, so he blurted out curses in a panic.

The head of the department frowned and scolded: "Song Yang! Keep your mouth clean, how can you talk to the teacher?"

It can be clearly seen that the attitude of the head of the department is completely different from when Shen Yan opened the door just now.

Song Yang retorted dissatisfied: "Director, he is messing around with my neck, didn't you see it?"

"Okay, take a look for yourself." Shen Yan took out his mobile phone and took a photo, then threw it in front of Song Yang and said, "If I strangled it, the mark would be the position of the red line, how can it be the same as the injury on your neck? superior?"

Song Yang looked down, and the two marks in the photo did not overlap, and the red line was obviously higher than the actual scar.There was embarrassment on his face, but his mouth was still stubborn: "What does this prove, maybe you lowered your hand when you strangled it yesterday, and raised it again today, of course it's not right."

Zhan Feng showed disdain when he heard this, and said in a low voice, "Have you ever had a fight? When you strangle someone, you still remember to get up and squat? You are fine."

"The person who left the scar is obviously shorter than me. If you are interested, I can also make a profile portrait for you." Shen Yan took back the phone and looked at Song Yang with a half-smile, "What do you think?" is this necessary?"

Song Yang choked for breath, and lowered his head with an ugly expression, as if desperately thinking of a countermeasure.

Shen Yan ignored him, turned to the head of the department and said, "Director, in fact, we met this classmate in the supermarket yesterday. He had a conflict with the cashier, and then took supermarket items indiscriminately, involving intentional injury. I I couldn’t see it, so I stopped him and asked him to apologize. It’s not like he said, there was any excessive behavior. There should be camera surveillance in front of the checkout counter in that supermarket. If there is no surveillance, you can also find yesterday’s cashier to ask.”

When the head of the department heard about the off-campus brawl, his complexion changed drastically on the spot, and he quickly asked, "You mean Song Yang really hurt someone? Then... is the other party okay? Did you call the police?"

"No, thanks to the presence of Police Officer Zhan, he stopped him in time, but this classmate was talking nonsense, and his words and expressions were ugly." Shen Yan smiled apologetically, lowered his eyes and said: "I may be meddling, but after all, he is outside the school. It represents our school, and if things got serious at that time, it might not be good for our school's reputation."

The head of the department breathed a sigh of relief, nodded hurriedly and said, "Yes, yes, yes, Mr. Shen, you handled it very well. Our school motto is to be respectful, thrifty and cultivate morality. If such a bad incident is reported, I don't know how it will be reported by the media. .”

The speed of change in this attitude of being arrogant and respectful is really astonishingly fast.

Zhan Feng let out a short sneer, and the head of the department hurriedly said: "I also have to thank Officer Zhan, I misunderstood you before, please forgive me. Since this student did not cause any actual bad influence, it is necessary to take him back to the police station Do you want to ask me a question? He is in the junior class of the school, he is still young and not very sensible, look..."

Song Yang was dumbfounded when he heard that, and he staggered to explain: "Director, don't listen to his nonsense, he doesn't even know that I am—"

"Shut up! If you're like this, you still have the guts to complain. Stand up for me!" The director blushed angrily, and reached out to pat the table. "Your business is not over yet, call your counselor in a while, record a serious demerit, and punish!"