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Chapter 163, Zhou Jian of the Public Security Bureau

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    When he came to the gate of the detention center, he saw two groups of people.  On one side are my homeroom teacher Huang Xin and lecturer Shen Guoming, on the other side are the robust Director Wen Aihua and a quiet and beautiful girl.

    Although the class teacher Huang Xin came to see him, he was a little surprised, but it was not surprising. After all, I left his contact number yesterday. It is estimated that the police notified him that he was arrested, so he invited lecturer Shen Guoming to come and see it.

    However, this Chief Wen has nothing to do with him Looking again, he recognized that the girl next to her was Hanxin, the girl he rescued from the gangsters the night before.

    This Could it be that she wants to protect herself?  How did she know that she injured someone and was taken away by the police last night?

    "Teacher Huang, lecturer Shen." Lan Feiyang hurriedly called out from a distance, and then bowed to Wen Aihua, "Director Wen."

    He is a student, and instinctively called his teacher first, instead of currying favor with officials like social people.

    "Yes. Lan Feiyang, are you okay?" Huang Xin opened his mouth to answer.

    "I'm fine, nothing happened." Lan Feiyang said and moved his eyes to Yu Hanxin.

    "Come out?" Before he could speak, Yu Hanxin smiled elegantly, as pure as jasmine, "Are you okay?"

    "I'm fine. Thank you for bailing me out! Thank you, Director Wen!" Lan Feiyang hurriedly bowed and nodded politely.

    "You don't need to thank me, you just need to thank me, my precious niece." Wen Aihua said slowly with a serious face, "Also, fortunately, except for one broken rib in the waist, all the gangsters have dislocated hands and feet  And some lacerations, bruises and minor injuries. Even if I don't show up for bail, you can go out in a few days."

    "Okay, uncle, don't take education classes with others. Speaking of which, Lan Feiyang offended those gangsters because he saved me." Yu Hanxin said coquettishly, grabbed Wen Aihua's arm and smiled at Lan Feiyang, "You don't have to  Thank you. There are causes and effects, and if you don¡¯t care about it, I won¡¯t be able to bear it.¡±

    "But, but how much is the bail? I'll go back and get the money and return it to you." Lan Feiyang didn't know if his more than 10,000 yuan was enough.

    "Uncle, do you still need money for bail?" Yu Hanxin was stunned for a moment.  She has been obsessed with studying since she was a child, and she really doesn't understand some things in society.

    "of course yes."

    Wen Aihua nodded, then turned and walked towards his police car, "But I didn't get out, someone else paid it long ago. I just accompany you to pick him up. Now it's all right, the teacher is here too, let's go. By the way, boy,  It was a man surnamed Zhou who asked me to release you on bail, and he will be here soon. Maybe I have something to talk to you about, so you can wait here, just to chat with your two teachers. Two teachers, I¡¯m leaving first.¡±

    "Okay. Director Wen, hello!" Lan Feiyang, Huang Xin, and Shen Guoming nodded and sent each other off.  Yu Hanxin had no choice but to get in the car obediently.

    "Teacher Huang, lecturer Shen, thank you for coming to see me." After sending Wen Aihua and Yu Hanxin away, Lan Feiyang said to Huang Xin and Shen Guoming again.

    "You are my student, if something happened to you, how could I not come?" Huang Xin was honest, "Lecturer Shen is very righteous, and drove to accompany me as soon as he heard about it."

    "Oh, it's nothing. This is what it should be." Shen Guoming smiled heartily, "Lan Feiyang has also attended my class after all, so he can be regarded as my student."

    Shen Guoming said so, but felt a little ashamed in his heart.  Because he and Guo Hongwei were originally college classmates, but later Shen Guoming was admitted to P University as a graduate student, and stayed at the school to teach after graduation.

    Guo Hongwei came to ask Shen Guoming for help, can he help with such a small matter?  Isn't it just that the deposit was paid, but he didn't come out?  Well, I will accompany his head teacher Huang Xin to pick it up.

    Unexpectedly, Wen Aihua arrived one step ahead of them.  Shen Guoming couldn't help being surprised: Could it be that Guo Anni found the executive deputy director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau through her relationship?  This is the third person in the Municipal Public Security Bureau besides the director Zhang Jinsheng and the political commissar.

    "Besides, I have selfish motives in doing this."

    Shen Guoming continued, "Mr. Huang, you also know that my five-year-old son likes to dance sticks and sticks. Recently, he always asks me to find him a master. I think Lan Feiyang, your martial arts is very good.  Dealing with a dozen gangsters armed with steel pipes, bayonets, and daggers, they all lay down, and you are fine except for a few torn trousers. I would like to ask you to use your spare time to teach my son, can you? Of course  , it¡¯s not that you are required to teach, it¡¯s paid.¡±

    "Of course!" Lan Feiyang nodded quickly.  He was worried that there would be no place to work after school started. Wasn't this falling asleep and hitting the pillow?

    "Okay, we've made a deal like this. If you're free, go to school to find me early. If you're busy??Let¡¯s teach after school starts.  "

    "Okay." Before Lan Feiyang finished speaking, an Audi A4 rushed over and stopped beside Lan Feiyang with a "crack".

    The teacher and the student turned their heads at the same time unconsciously.  The car door opened, and a tall man with sunglasses jumped out.

    "Young man, are you Lan Feiyang?"

    "Yes." Lan Feiyuan nodded, looking at the man in sunglasses suspiciously, "You are"

    "You two are the teachers of P University, right?" Zhou Jian stretched out his hand to take off his sunglasses, "My surname is Zhou, and I'm from the Provincial Public Security Bureau. I want to talk to Lan Feiyang about something, and I hope the two teachers can lend him to me for a while  .¡±

    "Look at what you said, just talk to him." Huang Xin smiled a little cautiously, "Then we won't bother you. Lan Feiyang, Lecturer Shen and I will leave first."

    "Okay." Lan Feiyang nodded, "Teacher, let's go!"

    "Well, bye! Be careful yourself in the future." Huang Xin said while pulling open the door of Shen Guoming's black Dongfeng Sunset car.

    "Young man, can we find a place to chat?" Zhou Jian turned around and asked when he saw a cloud of flying dust kicked up by the east wind and sunset and drove away.

    "Okay." Lan Feiyang nodded happily.  He already recognized who he was.  Nine years have passed, and the face of the tall and handsome special police captain has also been stained with the weather and scratches of the years.

    "You really look like a person." Sitting in the Audi A4, Zhou Jian said while driving.

    "Who do you look like?" Lan Feiyang pretended to be in a daze and asked.  "A man named Yang Lan was the hero of Bohai nine years ago. It's a pity that he was short-lived and soon fell like a meteor."

    "Oh." Lan Feiyang nodded lightly.

    "Why, haven't you heard of it?" Zhou Jian was a little strange.

    He is Guo Anni's personal bodyguard, or some relative of hers. Didn't Guo Anni mention it to him?  No, Yang Lan's kung fu is extraordinary, and he is also so powerful; the two of them look so similar, is there any relationship between them?

    "I've heard of it." Lan Feiyang was still calm, and seemed to be a little bit sad.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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