Zhang bureau came back as soon as he got the call. Compared with what happened before, it was more anxious.

I don't know how long I've been wandering indoors and outdoors.

Until the door heard footsteps, Zhang Bureau immediately came out from inside, looking at the oncoming Song Chen asked: "how's it going?"

As Song Chen walked forward, he pointed inside: "go in and say."

It's not a simple matter. After all, it involves quietness, and quietness is their people. Isn't it an obvious challenge to them!

Song Chen, who always has a pleasant face and talks and laughs, suddenly calms down, causing people around him to hold their breath unconsciously and dare not make a little noise.

Has been in a hurry into the office, Zhang Bureau closed the door, sat at the table, looked at him and asked: "what's the matter?"

Song Chen did not speak, Zhang Bureau immediately worried, "is that girl very serious?"

"No Song Chen dropped words, director Zhang breathed a sigh of relief, white his one eye, "not you, this is what expression."

"Isn't it supposed to be serious?" Song Chen asked.

Zhang Bureau knew that song Chen had nothing to do with such a puff. He found a cigarette in his pocket and handed it to Song Chen: "do you want to smoke?"

Song Chen shakes his head. He lights a cigarette and goes to the window to open it.

The smoke around the index finger was hazy, as if it was about to emerge in an instant. Zhang Ju put his hand on the ashtray next to him and sighed: "today, this thing really scared me. It's not long for us to be quiet, but our ability is obvious to all."

"A girl, some of the girls in our bureau are clerical, and her ability is more powerful than that of ordinary men. After all, the elder of my family, who is about the same size as my son, still loves how much she has suffered."

"Although it seems that she's coming for her, if we didn't let her go, maybe we wouldn't have provoked her."

"So, what do you think?"

After some words, the final ending is still on Song Chen's head.

Perhaps, Zhang Bureau has been asking Song Chen's opinions about how to do it.

"I'm not sure." Song Chen said truthfully.

Over the past few years, she has dealt with too many things, and too many people hold grudges. She can't find out who it is.

Zhang bureau took out a U disk from his pocket, inserted it into the computer and waved to Song Chen: "come here."

Song Chen didn't know what it was. He walked over and lowered his head. It turned out to be a camera.

But wait, it's like be quiet.

Song Chen pointed to the surveillance above and asked, "is it the street where things happened?"

"Yes, I made a copy when you reported it." Zhang Ju said, pointing to the one above and asking, "have a look."

If you can see it, it's easy.

The package is so tight that you can hardly see it. Moreover, there are very few lenses, so there is no way.

"Are you sure this is all surveillance?" Asked Song Chen.

"I'm sure." Zhang Bureau nodded. He still remembers that he specially told those people to cut off the monitoring nearby.

Well, the problem now is that it is impossible for human beings to evaporate.

"I've sent someone to look it up. The chances of finding it are slim." Zhang Ju sighed and came out.

He opened a pile of documents stacked in front of the desk and found one. He opened it and said, "I specially sorted out the possible people in these years, but because there is no evidence, there is no way to determine."

Zhang Bureau seemed to think of something. He asked, "didn't you say you found any witnesses?"

"This..." Song Chen grabs his hair. It seems that the whole person wakes up in a special tangle. He says in embarrassment, "I feel useless."

"How do you say that?"

Song Chen put his hands on both sides of the table, lowered his head and raised his head. He sighed: "the witness is Bai Jingan. People said that he only saw the fall, but people didn't see clearly."

"So that's it?"

Zhang Ju's words are also Song Chen's.

But now, after all, there is too little evidence. Song Chen clenched his fist and loosened it again, saying, "let's have a look again. It's impossible to let the police follow up the rhythm and investigate this matter."

Having said the important thing, Song Chen told Zhang Ju: "be quiet, let me ask for leave with you."

"What is she saying? How can I not let her ask for leave?" Zhang Bureau said angrily, charging Song Chen, "you take time to tell her that you must take good care of your body. This is the most important thing."

"She's not alone in the police station."

Some words can be described as sincere, Song Chen mouth pulled, he can say, the woman does not want to come back?

Well, you can't say that, otherwise, according to the temper of the director, let quiet roll back every minute."Do you have anything else to do?" Zhang Bureau suddenly asked, Song Chen shook his head, Zhang Bureau frowned and said, "since there is nothing, what are you doing here?"

Song Chen

It doesn't mean that a woman's face is just like the weather in June. If it changes, it will change. So is the face of this old man.

Song Chen did not move, Zhang Bureau turned around, staring at him and asked: "how?"

"I'll be out in a minute." Song Chen said, turned, a few steps to the door, but also close the door.

Out of the door, Song Chen was immediately surrounded by a group of people, cold almost did not scare Song Chen, and so see the people, it is quiet team.

"You're all here to ask about quiet," he asked

The nearest policeman wearing a hat looks very young. With this smile, dimples appear on his cheeks. He is very cute. He shyly asks, "we have a task, so we don't have time to see the team leader, but we are all in a special hurry."

"We know, director Song, as soon as you come back, we want to ask you. Even if we don't see her, it's OK to know that she's OK." A tall, thin policeman continued.

"Yes, so, director Song, can you tell me about it? It's too much time for you."

"Director Song..."

....

Song Chen felt that it was like a swarm of bees buzzing in his mind. He rubbed the bridge of his nose and reached out to stop him

"As for me, I can only say that your team leader has nothing to do, but the bullet just wipes his shoulder, and it can be cured after a few days."

Song Chen's words are no doubt a reassurance, let their restless heart get stability, everyone's face is relieved.

Song Chen suddenly said with a smile, "now, can you let me go?"

People a Zheng, immediately sorry to get out of the way, keep saying: "Song director, sorry, sorry."