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50: Chapter 50: The betting money came back on its own?

"What??"

Luo Dichang, Wu Bowei, and the others following behind Fang Yihong were stunned.

"What gambling money??"

"The gambling money, of course! I just counted it. It's 756,800 yuan in total!"

This!!

The crowd was astonished once again.

"The gambling money ran back by itself??"

"Didn't Lu Chengze say he lost the trail??"

"What is going on?"

Fang Yihong also looked at Zhang Jingque with great curiosity and asked, "Did the gamblers surrender themselves?"

Zhang Jingque shook her head quickly.

"No, Yang Tian brought them back!"

"Ah!!"

Everyone's mouths dropped open in shock.

"Didn't he come back first?"

Zhang Jingque nodded, "Yes, he's been back for over ten minutes."

"Then where did this gambling money come from?"

"It's what Yang Tian confiscated from the gamblers!"

This!!

Luo Dichang and the others were a bit confused, and they all looked at Zhang Jingque curiously and asked, "Then where are the gamblers?"

"In the interrogation room, Yang Tian is watching them!"

"Holy crap!!"

Sun Dapang's brain crashed.

"Didn't he not go up the mountain? How did he bring the suspects back?!"

Wu Bowei said happily, "The God of Heaven is always good at surprising people!"

"Otherwise, the bureau leaders wouldn't praise him as a second-class merit harvester!"

The clouds of worry on Fang Yihong's face instantly dissipated, and he excitedly jogged to the interrogation room.

Pushing the door open, Fang Yihong hugged Yang Tian's head and kept praising him, almost kissing him.

However, the bloated man sitting on the tiger chair had a look of utter despair on his face.

He never expected that after a lifetime of hard work, galloping fast, and thinking he had escaped the abyss, he would end up tripping over a young man.

At the foot of the mountain, as soon as he got into the car, the young man took him toward the city. As they drove, he felt something was wrong. By the time he realized it and wanted to abandon the car and run, the other party locked the car door, slammed on the gas, and in the blink of an eye, drove the car to the Police Station.

How is this any different from walking right into a trap?!

The man looked at Yang Tian with great frustration. It wasn't until Fang Yihong came in that he looked at Yang Tian speechlessly and asked, "Didn't you say you weren't a police officer? Do you public officials all like lying so much?"

Yang Tian looked up at the other party, smiled, and showed his armband, saying, "I'm really not a police officer, I'm an Assistant Police Officer!"

"Isn't an Assistant Police Officer a police officer?"

Yang Tian nodded, "According to the relevant regulations, I don't possess the relevant law enforcement powers and treatment of a police officer!"

"If you don't have law enforcement power, then why did you drag me here?"

"What? Catch you? I don't know about that, I'm just a driver!"

"Youβ€”!!"

The man was speechless with anger, clenching his fists.

Fang Yihong immediately pointed his finger at his forehead and reprimanded, "What do you want to do??"

The man immediately calmed down.

"Nothing, I'm just practicing my grip strength!"

"Victory!"

Yang Tian finished a game, got up from his seat, and said to Fang Yihong, "I'll leave this to you!"

"Leave it to me, you go get some rest!"

"Ding! You actually had the head of the Police Station help you guard a suspect. It seems you are gradually getting used to lying flat. Congratulations to the host for gaining 50 salted fish points."

"Current progress: 850/2000"

Walking to the door, Yang Tian suddenly remembered something and looked at Fang Yihong, asking, "How do we handle that guy in the trunk who couldn't think straight??"

"Don't worry, I'll find someone to dispose of it in an environmentally friendly way. Once it's done tonight, I'll have someone call you!"

"Mhm, remember to prepare a few bottles of Coke."

"Okay."

Yang Tian walked two more steps forward and suddenly remembered something else.

"Station Chief."

"Anything else?"

"When I was bringing this guy back just now, I think I ran a few red lights. Why don't you clarify it with the Detachment??"

Fang Yihong's face twitched, then he said gently, "OK, no problem, I'll handle it!"

"Clap!"

Fang Yihong closed the door. The man sitting on the tiger chair looked at him strangely and asked, "You are the Station Chief?"

"Yes."

"And he is an Assistant Police Officer?"

"Correct."

"Then why does it look like you are the Assistant Police Officer and he is more like the Station Chief??"

Fang Yihong's mouth twitched, then he smiled and said, "That's right, as long as you have the ability, anyone can be my Station Chief!"

--

Yang Tian took the wild rabbit and bamboo rat out of the fishing box and threw them into the trunk.

He then carried the King Cobra back to his room, planning to take a nap.

Just as he lay down.

"Ding! Twenty suspects are waiting to be processed at the station, and your colleagues are already overwhelmed. You are actually taking a nap at this time; being a salted fish is nothing more than this. Congratulations to the host for gaining 50 salted fish points!"

"Current progress: 900/2000"

"Mhm! Not bad!"

Yang Tian slept soundly.

Meanwhile, Deputy Station Chief Zhu Zhipeng pushed open the door of the interrogation room.

"Station... Station Chief, where is Yang Tian?"

"I told him to go to sleep, what's the matter?"

"We are short-handed, I need him to watch the detention room!"

Fang Yihong said coldly, "If you're short-handed, go call someone else. Why are you calling Yang Tian? He's been busy all noon and needs to rest."

"That's true, but..."

Zhu Zhipeng smiled awkwardly, "There is no extra manpower left in the station, and the detention room is short one guard."

Fang Yihong said directly, "Then go call the Instructor back!"

"This... isn't the Instructor on vacation today??"

"So what if he's on vacation? If there's a battle, we must return upon summons!"

Zhu Zhipeng: "..."

"Forget it, I'll call him!"

Fang Yihong immediately took out his phone.

After notifying the Instructor, he looked up at Zhu Zhipeng.

"Anything else?"

Zhu Zhipeng laughed apologetically, "Station Chief, we need at least two people here for the interrogation!"

Fang Yihong immediately replied, "Am I not here?"

"You're going to do it yourself?"

"Is there a problem?"

"No... that's great!"

The man sitting on the tiger chair was stunned watching this.

--

The whole station was busy until evening before finishing.

Everyone stretched and came out of the case-handling hall and the interrogation room, while Yang Tian stretched and walked down from the dormitory building.

Zhang Jingque, as the chief of internal affairs, was also asked by Zhu Zhipeng to prepare a woman's statement.

-

"Dinner time! Extra food tonight!!"

Sun Dapang suddenly shouted, and everyone walked towards the cafeteria in unison.

However, just at this moment, a brand-new Audi A6 drove into the Police Station courtyard and stopped right in front of Zhang Jingque.

Everyone stopped and stared.

The next second, when the car door opened, everyone in the station couldn't help but roll their eyes.

The person who got out of the car was none other than Wang Hao, Deputy Captain of the Criminal Investigation Detachment.

He was wearing a black suit, had his hair slicked back with lots of gel, holding a bouquet of flowers in his right hand and a cake in his left, confidently walked up to Zhang Jingque, and handed them over with both hands, saying: "Happy birthday!"

Zhang Jingque was speechless after seeing what he was carrying.

He had already come once in the morning, and now he was here again. This act of fawning without cause must be either devious or malicious.

So she looked at Wang Hao unhappily and asked, "Are we that close?"

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