"I don’t know why you don’t ask?"
“……！” Liu Chun holding the head language.
"Drag him into the hutong traffic jam" Zhu Wei gasped and waved "Hurry up"
……
The other end
Zhang Tian took the words and sat on the sofa at home and asked, "Xing Jia Er agreed to meet us, didn’t she?"
Chapter one hundred and thirty-five Full of explosive counterattack
Ten hours after Liu Chun was arrested, it was the next morning. Zhu Wei took the team members to have a simple meal and then went to work again
road
Zhu Wei took the words and rushed Qin Yu and said, "Everything goes well. After catching the horns, you can move the third."
"Be careful not to leak the news" Qin Yu woke up.
"I know I’m being interrogated in isolation when I’m arrested," Zhu Wei asked lightly with a nod. "But today is Yuan Hua’s funeral day, and Lao San must have gone to the place … shall we move him at the funeral?"
Qin Yu’s words of "whole him" should be succinctly answered.
"Good" Zhu Wei nodded.
"pay attention to safety"
"got it"
……
Yuan Hua’s death was extremely sad after the scenery was limited to death. His death was definitely the gospel of funeral industry, and it was also the Ferrari in funeral.
The most prominent people on the ground in Songjiang were present. At ordinary times, rare cars lined up at the door. The team invited more than 20 elderly members of Tuzha Street to attend the funeral. The whole funeral looked quite grand.
However, this kind of ostentation and extravagance is only the self-satisfaction of the Ministry staff, because Yuan Hua started from a violent monopoly. Although he is rich, his personal reputation is very general. Many people have heard that he is dead and his comments are very authentic.
God, it’s time for class.
It’s dawn in Songjiang
Live cock should be!
Yes, when people are alive, they want to be competitive, but after they die, they get these comments
Halfway through the funeral procession, the third child hurried to the front and lay low in Yuan Ke’s ear and said, "… something happened."
"What?" Yuan Ke wiped away tears and asked.
"Liu Chun was arrested for making fake drugs and was blocked."
Yuan Ke was stunned. "Who did you listen to?"
"… I’m a superintendent." The third one has a dignified expression and uneasy eyes. "I’ve confirmed that Zhu Wei tried Liu Chun’s backyard."
Yuan Kewen clenched his fist.
"I also got involved in the ditty," the third child asked urgently. "I was caught making fake drugs now, so I said that Liu Chun had vomited. Did I miss it?"
"I’ll kill this Yongdong sooner or later." Yuan Ke got the point when he thought about it a little.
"What should I do?"
"You run away first, don’t contact the superintendent," Yuan Ke ordered. "I’ll call you after the funeral."
"Good" old nod "I walked first"
"hmm"
Say that finish old quickly disappeared from the crowd street.
……
When Ji Lin left, he said with great anger that if God gave him a chance to get up, he would let Songjiang North Sanli bury Yuan Jia’s grave.
Nowadays, although the Yuan family is not dead yet, Yuan Hua is really buried in a public cemetery in Songbei, which ironically proves that Qi Lin once said.
Karma?
Maybe
After the funeral, Yuan Ke hurried back to the Grand Palace in Tuzha Street, and just as soon as he entered the door, he came face to face and asked, "Is something wrong with Lao San?" Just told me that the superintendent went to the Lingpeng to find him. "
"Who’s coming?"
"Zhu Wei" bald light should way "with people and guns in the past".
Yuan Ke replied with a gloomy face, "Yongdong must have told the opposite side about the fake medicine. They followed the clues to catch people. The old man had run before he received the wind."
"This dog fucks Yongdong!" Bald touched his bald head and scolded, "He really doesn’t have any feelings."
"Now that this is gone," Yuan Ke turned his head and glanced at the people around him before he woke up. "If we clean up the fake medicine, we’ll be finished."