SanjitNovel 67. Stay overnight at the police station
67. Stay overnight at the police station
"Chen Youcai, Chen Youcai, you really don't make people worry..."
A moment later, the gate of the iron shed at the sawmill was kicked open, revealing a group of stalemate figures inside the house.
It was Lao Luo who led the team.
His gray hair was in a mess, and the rain dripped down the roots of his ears, wetting his turned-out collar.
He quickly scanned the field.
When his eyes fell on Zhang Xiangtai's corpse, the corners of Lao Luo's eyes twitched, and his face became more serious.
"Old Uncle Luo."
Seeing that the official messenger finally arrived, Chen Youcai's tense muscles relaxed, and he almost fell to the ground.
Fortunately, Song Yiyi gave him a hand in time, and Chen Youcai smiled, only then did he realize that he was still holding her soft little hand tightly.
Chen Youcai's old face burned, and he was about to let go.
Unexpectedly, Song Yiyi subconsciously shook her backhand, it seemed that only in this way could bring her a sense of security.
"I told you to stay away from Zhang Xiangtai. Why don't you listen, kid?"
A group of officials in uniform rushed in and controlled the scene in an instant.
Song Yiyi was the reporter, under her identification, Ma San and the others were handcuffed behind their backs, and turned into the official car parked outside the door.
Wang Zhuzi, who was holding a gun in his hand, startled the others, and without saying a word, he was crushed under him by two officials, causing him to scream in pain.
A thousand people were taken away, and Lao Luo took Chen Youcai and Song Yiyi into his driving seat.
He sat on the co-pilot, then slowly picked up a cigarette, and shook his head to Chen Youcai helplessly.
"I don't want to provoke him either, but some things cannot be avoided after all..."
Chen Youcai gave a wry smile, and then briefly explained what happened tonight, as well as the cause and effect.
Lao Luo was stunned when he heard this, and couldn't help but look at Song Yiyi a few more times.
"Luo Suo, Zhang Xiangtai has died, and was shot in the back... The other person suffered severe head injuries and was temporarily unconscious."
A subordinate quickly trotted over and reported to Lao Luo in a low voice with a solemn expression.
A gun involved, and someone died... Lao Luo's heart sank when he heard that, and his eyebrows were twisted into twists.
He rubbed his temples with a headache.
Needless to say, the next few days are sure to be hectic.
"Leave two people to guard the scene... Take them back to the prison first, and wait for the county to send people over."
The Zhangjia Town Police Station doesn't have a lot of staff, and this case is obviously beyond the scope of their investigation.
What can be done right now is to control the people involved in the case first, and wait for the superior department to send someone to deal with it.
The car started slowly and headed towards Zhangjia Town.
The heavy rain crackled on the roof of the car, making Chen Youcai's heart fluctuate accordingly.
Because of "kicking the table" in the police station last time, when Chen Youcai entered the lobby, many eyes immediately cast their gazes on him.
"..."
Chen Youcai was embarrassed, wishing he could bury his head in his crotch.
Thinking about how unlucky I am, such a passionate young man has entered the yamen twice within a week...
"Just stay here for the night."
After finishing the notes, it was already past one o'clock in the morning.
Lao Luo's eyes were bloodshot, he squeezed the center of his brows, and said rather painfully.
The course of the case can be described as tortuous and bizarre.
More importantly, according to what Chen Youcai said, he had already broken the rope that bound his wrist.
But the problem is, although Lao Luo has seen this guy with terrifying strength, how should he write it in the report?
Ordinary people simply don't have this ability!
When someone from above is sent down, he will inevitably be called to explain the problem.
The more I thought about it, the more I got a headache... Lao Luo shook his head, beckoned a subordinate to come over, and took Chen Youcai to the lounge upstairs.
"Old Uncle Luo, I want to ask, can Song Yiyi go back?"
When he stood up, Chen Youcai hesitated.
He stopped and summoned up his courage to ask: "She has been hit and frightened too much tonight... She lives in Zhangjia Town, and I can find her roommate to pick her up."
"...Your boy knows how to pity and cherish jade."
Lao Luo glanced at Chen Youcai with strange eyes, and thought of how the two of them clasped their fingers before, he couldn't help teasing.
Right now, the entire police station is extremely busy. He thought about it and nodded in agreement.
"Thank you, Uncle Luo."
Chen Youcai's old face was burning hot at the words, so he smiled embarrassingly, quickly took out his mobile phone, and dialed Sister Tao's mobile phone.
"Song Yiyi, don't think too much, go back and have a good sleep."
"……Um."
A while later, Sister Tao came in despite the heavy rain, quite surprised why Chen Youcai and Song Yiyi stayed in the police station in the early hours of the morning.
Due to Lao Luo's warning, the case needs to be kept secret for the time being.
Therefore, Chen Youcai didn't explain too much to her.
Fortunately, Sister Tao believed in Chen Youcai's character, so she didn't ask any more questions, she held her umbrella on top of Song Yiyi's head, put her arm around her shoulders, and hurried away.
"..."
He watched the delicate figures of the two girls disappear into the dark rain.
Only then did Chen Youcai look away, and followed an official to the lounge on the second floor.
Lying on a simple camp bed, Chen Youcai tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.
In my mind, the scenes in the iron shack of the sawmill still floated.
Speaking of which, tonight was really extremely dangerous, and I almost stepped into the gate of hell several times.
If it wasn't for the strange strength he possessed after taking the Dali Pill, it would be impossible for him to break free from the ropes that bound his wrists.
And if Zhang Xiangtai is not obsessed with lust, he will take the initiative to approach Song Yiyi.
Chen Youcai was also unable to hold him with a wooden stake in an instant and counter the crowd.
More importantly.
In the desperate situation, Wang Zhuzi's conscience realized that he knocked Feng Yiming unconscious with a brick, grabbed the pistol, and stood by his side.
These three key points, now that I think about it carefully, are really indispensable.
If he was not careful, he and Song Yiyi would most likely be chopped into pieces by that wheel saw.
Afterwards, the corpse was destroyed and buried, and it was unknown when someone would discover it...
"..."
Thinking of this, Chen Youcai broke out in a cold sweat, his heart was beating wildly, and he still had lingering fear.
The next morning, the sky cleared.
With a pair of panda eyes on his face, Chen Youcai walked out of the gate of the police station.
He didn't return all night, and he didn't know what his father Chen Dazhuang would be worried about... He was anxious, and he really wanted to fly back to Chenjiacun directly.
Passing by the breakfast shop, he bought some soy milk fritters.
Then he walked quickly, and finally returned to the small courtyard before 07:30.
"Xiaolin came to me last night and told me, did you go drinking with Wang Zhuzi?"
Chen Dazhuang obviously didn't sleep well either, staring at Chen Youcai with messy hair, his expression was extremely grim.
"Accidentally got drunk and lay in the KTV all night..."
Chen Youcai felt guilty after being stared at, and quickly said: "Dad, I was wrong, I won't get drunk again next time."
"It's not that you are not allowed to drink, but you can't drink until you don't even go home, understand?"
Chen Dazhuang bit a deep-fried dough stick, struggled for a while, and finally changed his tone of earnestness, persuading him in a low voice.
"I see, Dad, I promise this is the first and last time."
Knowing that his father was worried about him, Chen Youcai also felt uncomfortable, so he hastily said sincerely.
Chen Dazhuang shook his head and didn't say anything more. The father and son ate porridge and vegetables in silence, only the sound of raindrops dripping from the eaves.
"Excuse me, is this Chen Youcai's home?"
A crisp voice came from outside the courtyard, Chen Youcai's eyes widened, and he was biting half of a deep-fried dough stick in a daze.
"I gonna go see!"
After leaving a word in a hurry, he ignored his father's surprised gaze and rushed to the gate of the courtyard.
"Why did you come to the village so early?"
Opening the courtyard door, Song Yiyi who was wearing a white T-shirt and jeans outside the door smiled sweetly.
Chen Youcai's heart was beating wildly after seeing it.