Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

Commissioner Zhang laughed, "We want to thank the three young people for your righteousness, or our police don't know when to go around."

"I don't understand the meaning of Director Zhang." Yan Rusheng raised his eyebrows high, his eyes flashing with doubt.

The righteous spirit? The voice was obviously ironic.

Director Zhang answered the question without asking, "Would you like to go to my office and have a cup of tea?"

Yan Rusheng said, "No, I want to see Wang Bin."

He put his hands in the straight suit pants pockets, more than 1.8 meters tall, and stood in front of Director Zhang, who was a head shorter than him.

He knew that since the other party was one step ahead, it must be done against the clock, and there was no need to greet him with a little police chief here.

Yan Rusheng thought, glanced at Director Zhang's face full of horizontal meat, a sneer twitched at the corner of his mouth.

Anyway, he's done this position shortly.

Director Zhang was stunned by the coldness that flashed in Yan Rusheng's eyes, his eyes flashed with guilty conscience, and then he nodded, and his face was chuckled and smiled. . "

Yan Rusheng pursed his lips and did not speak, and his eyes were still condescending to Director Zhang.

Director Zhang was a little embarrassed and annoyed. He thought he would come and tell him something good, but he didn't expect him to be so arrogant and supreme.

But he couldn't face him directly.

Wang Bin was locked in the interrogation room. Director Zhang opened the door of the interrogation room, stood at the door, pointed inside, and smiled to Yan Rusheng with a smile: "Yan, please!"

Yan Rusheng walked past him.

In the past, Director Zhang had a cold light flashing in his eyes, then he gritted his teeth and stared at Yan Rusheng with a severe glance.

After waiting for a while to walk in and sit down, Director Zhang closed the interrogation room door, then accelerated his pace to go outside, and drew his cell phone to make a call while walking.

"General Yan."

After Yan Rusheng sat down, Wang Bin, who was sitting opposite him, looked at him and called him, his voice was loud and clear.

The wrinkled face was as shivering as his voice, and the gray shirt on him seemed to have not been changed for a while. The whole man looked not only shy, but also very embarrassed.

The small plastic chair, Yan Rusheng sitting a little crowded on it, had a pair of deep black eyes, staring firmly at Wang Bin's face, and said nothing.

Under his gaze, Wang Bin narrowed his eyes gradually.

The atmosphere has been so silent, Yan Rusheng stuck his hands in his pockets and never took them out.

For a long time, he sat upright, and then said, "I just came to see you, after all, you are the old man my grandma pulled by."

The calm and waveless tone made Wang Bin startled.

After that, he got up and was ready to leave.

Wang Bin lifted his head slightly, looking at Yan Rusheng, his eyes instantly filled with guilt.

However, Yan Rusheng's gaze just passed him coldly, turned and raised his feet, and walked out of the interrogation room without turning his head.

Director Zhang was in the hall and saw Yan Ru was born. He immediately smiled and greeted him, "Yan."

"Thank you, Director Zhang." Yan Rusheng walked to Director Zhang and glanced at him. He didn't stop, and walked straight out of the gate of the police station.

The car was parked in the yard. He reached for the key, unlocked the car lock, and got on.