Chapter 350: Disapprove

Just as everyone was observing, someone asked aloud: Has the driving recorder been installed?
Zhang Hongfei did not pretend this thing, because he is a policeman, there is no need to pretend this.
Even if it is installed, the windshield on the front face of the car is spent, it may not be clear.
In any case, Director Zhang was attacked by someone. The person was okay, and the problem with the car was not small.
There is no need to mention what is lost. The things that money can solve are not things, and he may not spend much.
Doesn't it mean that the insurance company claims compensation, and Director Zhang repairs the car, who hasn't given face?
Even if it is a regular car repair shop, as long as the ticket is issued, he is not worried about finding a place to reimburse.
The key to the problem now is two points.
First, who did this? The second point is how the hole in the front was caused.
Because there is no driving recorder and no monitoring of the incident, Director Zhang can only dictate the appearance of the other party.
It was a middle-aged man in black, with a Chinese character face and a broken eyebrow, which looked fierce.
In fact, Zhang Hongfei can basically determine who did it, and many people offended him in the past, but the only thing that has recently provoked is Feng Jun, the owner of that barren mountain.
Director Zhang has been a policeman for so many years. It is not uncommon for the poor and the evil to be seen. The little thieves of the mixed society have even been in contact with the unknown, but it is really rare to use such violent means.
Considering that Feng Jun opened the jade mine, it is not surprising to have such a method.
As for why people deal with him, is it still necessary to ask? He accompanied the notice to chant.
For those who are confused, he may think that he is just a last resort. He accompanied the people in the district to be a witness. In the future, when there is a dispute between the two parties, he can prove that the district has fulfilled the notification procedures.
But everyone knows what his police identity means: this is a national violent institution.
Especially on the day, he also warned two gatekeepers, so that his intentions became clear.
As long as Boss Feng ’s IQ is on the average, he will understand that Zhang cannot give up his behavior against the manor again.
So Zhang Hongfei knew very well that even if he changed to Feng Jun, he should give priority to dealing with the pressure from the police.
Of course, these are only Director Zhang ’s guesses. There is no evidence and free evidence, but he dares to pack the ticket. The truth of the matter is absolutely the case.
Since the master has been found, Zhang Hongfei couldn't help but want to go to the servant to settle the accounts. As a policeman for so many years, he has never met such an arrogant master, Nima, really thought that the national violence machine is the decoration?
But if he did so, he had to face a problem: he had only free evidence and no evidence.
Even if he wished to seize the surname Feng immediately and use various means to torture his anger, he must also admit that the man in black today is definitely not Feng Jun.
The height is not right, the appearance is not right, he has not seen Feng Jun, but the photos have been seen.
The most important thing is that the other party is a genuine billionaire, even if it is a layman who doesn't have a foothold, if you move such a person, you need to give some evidence-at least to get the approval of the above people.
While Zhang Hongfei was thinking about this, the onlookers were still talking about the hole-what can cause such damage?
Director Zhang actually does not care about such threats, the other party does not dare to shoot his rou body, it proves to be just intimidation, proves that he is still in awe of the state machine.
However, when I took a closer look at the hole, his face sank again. This unknowable method, and caused such a terrible damage, cast a shadow on his heart.
All in all, when something like this happens, the police must definitely report it. Although he is the police himself, the procedure should be followed. Then, we can investigate some people in a fair and fair manner.
After the police, other police colleagues asked him, who do you think is the most suspected?
Zhang Hongfei said that he stood upright and struck a lot of gangsters, and he couldn't figure out who might have done it for a while.
But that was the record in the transcript. In a small circle, Director Zhang spoke openly, "Holding the grass, the surname Feng's liveliness is crooked ... I don't even take our Baixing policeman's eyes.
There is no basis for this. It cannot be said in public, but in private ... who does n’t understand this?
However, some people reminded him, "Zhangsuo, this thing is not easy to publicize, there may be someone in the office waiting to watch the excitement."
This is not false, Zhang Hongfei is not only a policeman, but also a small officer, allowing him to remember Feng Jun, but not allowing others to think about him?
As a colleague, we cannot tolerate outsiders to offend the police as a group, but if we can easily engage in Zhang Hongfei and clean up the ascending channel, is it even more cost-effective?
The world is busy, all are profitable; the world is busy, all are profitable ...
Zhang Hongfei got the reminder and controlled the speech consciously, and then went home to rest at three in the morning.
At six o'clock the next morning, he woke up and couldn't sleep because of something in his heart.
When I went to the scene and looked at it, my colleagues from the technical department of the branch bureau had arrived, and I was sampling nervously. At most one hour, the vehicle had to be moved to the side, otherwise it would obstruct the traffic.
Seeing him coming, the deputy chief of the technical department said solemnly, "Lao Zhang, you have to be careful, not to mention what happened to that hole, even if this guy kicks you, you must be crushed."
Director Zhang nodded blackly and did not speak.
But the more he wanted, the more angry he was, Nima, all said that evil was beyond justice. After so many years of labor and management, the police could be intimidated by this little thing?
Around seven o'clock, the car was dragged into the police station courtyard, and after a while, Zhang Hongfei quietly found a confidant policeman, and said in black, "I will use your motorcycle to find someone."
The police officer looked at his face and asked carefully, "Aren't you going to find that surnamed Feng?"
"Just look for him," Zhang Changchang's eyes flashed fiercely, "Mad, labor and capital have not been irritating in recent years, and others thought I was a vegetarian!"
"I'll go with you," the little policeman was quite loyal. "It's a good deal."
Zhang Hongfei sneered coldly, "No, even if you don't take care of him, what can he do to me? Give him more courage!"
But the next moment, his voice softened a little, "Just know it, don't say it."
It's a bit of a confession of last words-as a qualified policeman, he can't stay behind.
A little sorrow swelled on the face of the little policeman, "Zhangsuo ... Would you like a recording pen?"
"I still have a law enforcement recorder," Zhang Hongfei smiled lightly, "but I didn't plan to use it."
He really didn't plan to use these things, tactics such as recording pen ... maybe the other party could not think of it? Just laugh.
The owner of a jade mine cannot be silly!
Zhang Hongfei rode a motorcycle and came to the gate of the barren mountain.
The gatekeeper still remembered him, but he still called him in and called Feng Jun's permission to let it go.
He entered the villa, and a beautiful woman received him. "Director Zhang came here early in the morning, and I don't know what to do?"
"I want to see Feng Jun," Zhang Hongfei didn't talk to her in a vain manner, and said with a black face, "I need him to give me a statement."
Li Xiaobin didn't care about the other party's attitude either. She already had Feng Jun's advice. "Feng is always busy. If you have anything, please tell me first."
Zhang Hongfei held back the fire and said coldly, "I can wait."
"Then you go upstairs," Li Xiaobin waved his hand, pointing his palm upward diagonally, "The second room on the second floor."
Without saying anything, Zhang Hongfei went upstairs and pushed open the door of the second room.
There was a man in the room who was sitting on the sofa and playing with his mobile phone, and said without looking up, "Go out, knock on the door and come in again!"
Which one does Zhang Hongfei control? He took a step forward, "Feng Jun, right?"
The man on the couch looked up and looked at him coldly, "Can't you understand people?"
At this point, Zhang Hongfei has confirmed the identity of the other party, "Feng Jun I tell you ..."
Feng Jun interrupted his words without hesitation, "I will give you two choices, go out and knock, or I will throw you downstairs!"
Four eyes are opposite.
Zhang Hongfei thought for a while, and finally nodded with swallow, "OK, you have money, you are powerful, I knock on the door."
He walked out of the door, then knocked on the door and walked in without speaking.
Feng Jun ignored him, playing the phone there for almost twenty minutes, and then picked up another phone.
Zhang Hongfei interrupted him silently, because he had already thought that the other party might be under surveillance. He had already said that he could wait. If he was impulsive now, it was just to give someone a handle.
Feng Jun plays with his cell phone as if there were no other people around him. Sometimes he concentrates, sometimes smiles, and even lights a cigarette in the interval.
He completely ignored the grown-up.
Zhang Hongfei also knows that the other party is holding himself. Although he is very angry in his heart, he still keeps awake-you are crazy, I have time to play with you, you are stretched, don't counsel!
Feng Jun played the phone for 40 minutes before raising his head and glancing at Director Zhang, "What's the matter?"
"Introduce yourself ~ EbookFREE.me ~ This is Zhang Hongfei," Director Zhang looked at him, and said blankly, "Does this name sound familiar?"
"Familiar," Feng Jun nodded and said with a smile, "That's the shame."
Zhang Hongfei regretted that he didn't bring a recording pen. He originally thought that even if he had a recording pen, he would probably be detected by the other party. It would be better not to bring it-this kind of owl might not have similar warning
At this moment, he really regretted it, but when he thought about it, his heart grew colder-are you really afraid that I will bring a recording pen?
Preventing tape recorders and not afraid of tape recorders are two concepts at all.
The former is still in awe, the latter is simply ... unscrupulous.
Realizing this, Zhang Hongfei's earlier anger was gone.
Now what he thinks is, be mad, you must be mad, the madness of the rain and the madness of the rain, do not let me seize the opportunity!
(First, the boss lady who is downstairs.)