Madam Became a National Male God After Wearing the Book

Chapter 165: ID card



Chapter 165 Identity Card

"Papa Papa!" The policewoman patted the desk sharply, "Did you hear that this is the police station? Are there any rules, a suspect, don\'t squat in the corner, and ran to the police station to have a relationship, you …"

The policewoman hadn\'t finished speaking, He Yunting suddenly raised his eyes, Sen Han\'s eyes were wrapped in the violent pressure peculiar to the superior, and the policewoman was so scared that she could not speak a word.

He Yunting retracted his gaze, tilted his head and said to the lawyer behind him, "Sue her."

Xu Feng immediately stepped forward, "Okay, Mr. He."

He walked to the policewoman and said, "Hello, police officer, I have evidence to suspect that you abused lynching and tortured my client during the handling of the case. Please show the police officer\'s ID. I will submit evidence to the relevant department according to law, and then lodge a complaint against you. ."

Policewoman: "???"

The middle-aged police officer beside    listened more and more wrongly. How did it feel that the latter was more difficult to deal with than the one who just came in?

He quickly pointed to a few small policemen, "Go, bring in the rest chair outside, and let this person sit down and rest!"

Stepping up to Xu Feng, he said, "Hello, I am the person in charge of the night shift tonight. We have neglected to handle the case. The little girl has just been promoted. She is young and motivated. Can\'t open the net.

What happened just now must be a misunderstanding. We will handle the bail formalities for your client, and it will be done right away. "

Xu Feng looks at He Yunting, and He Yunting looks at Qiao Yi.

Qiao didn\'t even think about making trouble with the policewoman, just didn\'t want to squat.

She was a little sleepy, and nodded dartingly.

He Yunting looked sober and nodded to the lawyer.

Xu Feng, as the chief lawyer of He\'s International Lawyers Group, was picked up from the bed by Mr. He on a phone call in the middle of the night. He thought it was the second young man who had an accident and entered the bureau.

came to know that it was for such an unknown young man.

The lips are red and the teeth are white, and the face is tender, so he shouldn\'t be an adult yet.

Mr. He’s attitude towards the young boy is absolutely extraordinary. On the face, he seems to be angry, but he and Mr. He have been together for many years. When Mr. He is really angry, the mountains and the ground can’t be exaggerated. It\'s just as simple as pulling your face.

This...It is rumored in the company that Mr. He doesn\'t like ordinary people, he doesn\'t like women, and he doesn\'t like men. Is it possible that he likes children?

Xu Feng felt suspicious, and became more respectful of Qiao Yi\'s attitude.

"Master Qiaoyi, I need to use your ID card."

He Yunting\'s big hand wrapped around Qiao\'s waist, and his cold breath hit her head.

"Ask you for an ID card."

Qiao Yi: "..."

I am not deaf, I heard it!

Reached out and touched in his pocket.

Having half of it out, He Yunting took it away.

【Qiao Yi: Male, 1998.06.06】

Fucked his eyebrows slightly and handed the ID card to the lawyer.

"Bail procedures must be done, but the case must also be investigated. My client is a good citizen who abides by the law and will never do anything illegal. Please check it out."

"Yes, yes, yes, yes." The middle-aged police officer was six in a row, his head nodded like a typewriter, all kinds of smiling faces.

The policewoman can continue investigating the case as soon as she hears it, she smiles openly, slaps her on the desk, and her voice is two decibels higher.

"Have you heard? The other party supports a thorough investigation. I warn you, you can\'t escape. I have time to consume with you! It\'s best to confess as soon as possible. The longer the delay, the more disadvantaged you are! Say! You guys! Where did you race the car!"

Qin Fang was forced to cry and heal soon, is there anyone to help him?

Qiao wanted to check each one, and he was so nervous that he grabbed He Yunting\'s shirt.

He Yunting looked down, ignored her, took her to the lounge chair, and waited for the lawyer to complete the procedures.

Joe was so anxious that his eyebrows burned. You are the savior. How can you push me into the fire pit?

The police can\'t tell me to check it. What the **** are you checking? You, you, you, you want to **** me off.

As soon as Joe sits on a chair and moves around, he can\'t hold a position for 5 seconds, just like a child with ADHD.

"What? You have a long nail on the P stock?"

He Yunting looked at her.

Well, the ID card is a man. It’s a wooden method. The hero’s heart is dripping blood.

(End of this chapter)