After Liao Fan finished speaking, he put his arm around my shoulder and was about to leave.
At this moment, when had this young policeman ever been ridiculed like this? His face immediately turned red and gradually turned green.
His figure flashed and quickly stood in front of Liao Fan and me.
"Sir, I suspect that you and this lady are related to this murder case. Please stay and cooperate with the investigation.”
The young police officer was obviously on bad terms with Liao Fan. And his typical shameless way of saying," If you want to punish someone, you have to have a reason." It made people feel that he was framing them.
Liao Fan pursed his lips tightly and narrowed his eyes slightly. A cold aura began to seep out of his body.
Those who were familiar with him knew that he could not be provoked. Obviously, this young policeman did not know. He thought that Liao Fan was just a rookie who was bluffing and had nothing to be afraid of.
The young police officer was eager to solve the case and gain merit, so he stopped Liao Fan and me at all costs. Even though he was afraid of Liao Fan's powerful aura in his heart. But in order to claim credit, he…went all out.
Liao Fan looked at the police officer who didn't know what was good for him and asked coldly,""Your number?"
The young policeman was stunned.
Although he hadn't handled many cases, this was the first time he was asked for his serial number by the police. His heart suddenly skipped a beat, and for some reason, he felt a little flustered.
Liao Fan looked at the young policeman as if he was looking at a pile of trash. There was no respect in his eyes.
"Brat, don't think that you can be arrogant just because you're a police officer. There are many people in this world who are more impressive than you. "If you want to detain me, you have to call your superior and ask if he agrees.
Also, if you want me to cooperate with the police, go back and report to your chief. Then, ask him to call me personally. My name is Liao Fan.”
Liao Fan ignored the dumbstruck young policeman and hugged me. He left without even turning his head.
The young policeman looked at us as we walked away. He was stunned. In his chest, there was a great shock…
He wasn't a fool. Of course, he had heard about the most powerful people in City A. And who would rather offend the King of Hell than offend him? And that person, coincidentally, was the person he had offended today--Liao Fan.
The young policeman looked pale, as if the end of the world had arrived. It was as if his parents had suddenly died. He immediately wilted like a frosted eggplant.
It seemed that the young policeman had kicked an iron plate this time. His face turned pale.
The old mister Nangong who was killed this time was an extremely important government official, and the cause of his death had a wide range of implications.
Not only did the white path waver, but even the underworld was shaken. Obviously, this old mister Nangong had an important position in both the underworld and the underworld.
However, in recent years, the murdered Mr. Nangong had offended someone, causing him to have a hard time in politics. Some people attributed the murder of Mr. Nangong to the underworld, and the most likely culprit was the Golden Tiger Gang, which had risen rapidly in recent years.
It was said that the Golden Tiger Gang's helper had always been a mysterious fellow. No one knew his exact age and appearance, nor did anyone know where the Golden Tiger Gang was located. It was just that the people in the underworld were spreading the news like crazy. No one should provoke the Golden Tiger Gang. Otherwise, they would not even know how or when they died.
The reason why this government official died so easily was very likely that he had offended the mysterious Golden Tiger Gang. That was why he had gotten into trouble and lost his life…
The young policeman suddenly thought of many things.
He was thinking that even an important member of the country could still be assassinated quietly under the protection of heavy encirclement. This really fulfilled the old saying-there was always someone better.
He was sweating profusely. He was afraid that he would walk down that path without anyone knowing. It seemed that he could not offend just anyone. He was still too young and rash.
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