When I received the call from Lin Tian, ​​Mo Tianjiao was going to the bathroom, "Well~ Hey, Lin Tian. (.Pure text)【"

Lin Tian heard Mo Tianjiao's abnormal voice and asked strangely: "Well, what are you doing? Masturbating?" We can't blame Lin Tian for being evil, it's because Mo Tianjiao's voice is so masturbating, just like a woman who masturbates.

Mo Tianjiao's face turned red and she quickly denied, "No, no~ Well, I'm using the toilet~ That's the sound of force~"

Lin Tian suddenly realized, "It turned out to be a shit-pulling sound~ It's really, I thought you were masturbating~" Lin Tian then understood, I guess everyone should be familiar with this sound, right? When I was in a big size, I held my breath and tried hard, and um~~ Dad came out.

"How can I do it~" Mo Tianjiao said shyly.

"But it is indeed quite tempting, just as tempting as the sound of your shouting when we were doing it." Lin Tian glanced at Xiao Hei who was concentrating on driving. His voice was very low. It was not because he was afraid that Xiao Hei would hear it, but because Lin Tian was worried that it would affect his handsome and handsome image. "Okay, let's talk about the serious business, when will your father go to the funeral home to cremate?"

"What's wrong at ten o'clock?" Mo Tianjiao didn't understand why Lin Tian called in the early morning to ask why this was done.

"Oh, it's okay, just ask casually. Okay, you can shit quickly~ I have something to do, I'm going to see you later~" Lin Tian hung up the phone after saying that.

Mo Tianjiao looked at the hanging-up phone, rolled her eyes, and continued to um~ try hard.[

After hanging up the phone, Lin Tian quickly called Lu Haoran, "Director Lu, Mo Zifeng was cremated at the funeral home at 10 o'clock. It is estimated that they will arrive around 9:40."

Lu Haoran quickly recorded the time Lin Tian said and said, "Okay, I'll write it down. If it's okay, come here directly. I'm in the branch now." With Lin Tian in him, he would be confident. After all, there will be a large number of reporters present this time, and these reporters are all for Lin Tian's face.

Lin Tian hung up the phone without saying a word and asked Xiao Hei to go to the branch office.

It was already nine o'clock when we arrived here, and many newspaper cars were parked in the branch office, and the reporters gathered in the branch hall waiting for the report that was about to begin! How dare these reporters report on the secrets of these big families before? They didn't want to miss this opportunity.

The sharp-eyed reporter looked at Lin Tian and rushed up, asking various questions when he opened his mouth.

"Lin Tian, ​​why did you appear in the branch? Do you ignore Han and Han doctors?"

"Lin Tian, ​​what do you think about the recent continuous crackdown on traditional Chinese medicine? Please tell me."

"Lin Tian, ​​I heard that the Korean and Chinese doctors had submitted a challenge letter to the Ministry of Health yesterday. Is this true? If it is true, have you responded?"

...

Some questions emerged from the mouths of these reporters.

Lin Tian was surprised at the informative information of these reporters. After standing in the hall to signal the reporters to be quiet, he said: "I have always been practicing the matters in traditional Chinese medicine. If I don't do it now, it doesn't mean I have no action in secret! Let me say the last time, the rise of traditional Chinese medicine cannot stop it!"

This is Lin Tian’s belief and the goal of his life. “As for the question asked by a reporter about the challenge book just now, I can answer you now! There is indeed! I have already faced the challenge! There will be a press conference tomorrow. At that time, I would like to ask all the adults to enjoy it and participate. As for the time being, the time for the competition will be set by both sides of the South Korea Island on the day after tomorrow, that is, the 18th.”

As soon as the confirmation news came out, the reporters almost screamed out excitedly.

Since Lin Tian emerged in traditional Chinese medicine, there have been more and more explosive news. Whether it is going to Xinjiang or various competitions, there have been endless hot topics, which have made these reporters feel full of pleasure! In addition to the strong support of the publicity department, these reporters have even relaxed their literary talent and written vigorously.

"Lin Tian, ​​will you still face Korean and Chinese doctors alone?"[

"Mr. Lin Tian, ​​are you really not helping with this competition?"

Similar questions were thrown out by these reporters.

Lin Tian looked at the time and it was already nine o'clock. He said, "This is the last question today. We have other tasks today! You will know whether there are any helpers when you attend the press conference tomorrow. Okay~ Let's end the interview first~ See you later~" Lin Tian left the reporter with a very stylish look and went straight to the conference room.

After entering the conference room, Lin Tian’s first words were to apologize: “Everyone, I’m sorry, I was blocked by the reporter just now.”

Although they had only known each other for a day, these leaders knew a lot about Lin Tian. They waved their hands and said they didn't mind. They also said that besides national leaders and celebrities, only Lin Tian was treated like this.

After Lu Haoran waited for everyone to be quiet, he got to the point: "Mo Zifeng was a retired cadre before, and some leaders may appear in the funeral home at that time. I hope everyone will not be affected by this aspect! We are policemen, and maintaining justice is something we must do! Do you understand?"

"clear!"

"Okay. According to the news, Mo Zifeng's body will be cremated at 10 o'clock, and the Mo family will arrive at the scene at about 9:40 o'clock. We will take advantage of this time to set up control to prevent riots! After discovering the suspect, we will quickly arrest him and if we resist, we will be shot on the spot!" With the note from the Ministry of Public Security, Lu Haoran let go of his hands and feet to do it.

"yes!"

"Okay, let's go." Lu Haoran looked at his watch and waved his hand, and quickly touched it.

In order to ensure the smooth implementation of the arrest, all the police officers involved in the arrest were dressed in plain clothes for the sake of convenience. However, as the director of the municipal bureau, Lu Haoran was wearing the latest style of police uniform. He received an invitation from the Mo family to attend the funeral.

The vehicles lined up in a row. Although they were gambled on the road during peak hours, when the exclusive passage was opened, the black sedan and the reporter's vehicles were driving smoothly, and the funeral home arrived soon.

At 9:30, Lu Haoran completed the control and there were elite police officers in all locations.

At 9:40, the Mo family's black Mercedes-Benz convoy came to the funeral home, and the long convoy was also followed by the Mo family. The Mo family had many branches and leaves, and relatives who came from all over the country, Mo Mingming's wife's parents, old colleagues, old comrades-in-arms, and even some relatives came.

With Lu Haoran in police uniforms, the Mo family's pomp is quite huge.

Soon, more than a dozen leaders with big belly and greasy heads and flour were also here, and these people supported the Mo family! Although there was no call for help from Mo Mingming and others at that time, the relationship was always there. Besides, who knows if the Mo family has the handle of these leaders?

At 9:50, Mo Zifeng's body appeared, and the funeral home staff began to arrange the final inspection.

At ten o'clock, everything was ready, and the visitors from all sides were in several rows waiting for the last moment to come; Mo Haitian, Mo Mingming and his wife, Mo Tianjiao, Mo Yifei, Mo Yiping and their mother's relatives all watched Mo Zifeng's body enter the cremation room with grief.

At ten o'clock, a stream of black smoke emerged along the high chimney.

Ten minutes later, the staff solemnly handed out of the workshop with an exquisite and luxurious box and handed it to Mo Haitian.

Seeing that his father was only left with these things, Mo Haitian and others burst into tears. At the same time, their hatred for Lin Tian and Lan Yanmei reached the extreme. After crying a few times, Mo Haitian walked in front, Mo Mingming, Mo Tianjiao and others followed behind, everyone lined up to temporarily put the coffin up for the official burial tomorrow.

At this time, Jin Desheng, who had already prepared, appeared with people. As soon as he appeared, the reporters quickly got out of the car and started taking pictures.

Jin Desheng walked up to Mo Yiping in confusion eyes and said, "Mo Yiping, I am Jin Desheng, the director of the Public Security Bureau. You are arrested for organizing women to sell #prostitutes, drug trafficking and killing people to silence them. Let's follow us." After he finished speaking, the two police officers behind him came up and handcuffed Mo Yiping.

"Stop!" Mo Mingming shouted angrily, "What are you doing!"

"Catch people." Jin Desheng looked at Mo Mingming, "Director Mo, I hope you don't obstruct judicial justice."

"I hinder judicial justice? Why do you get the first pacification? It would be fine if the second uncle and third brother didn't come out. You, you are actually..." Mo Mingming was about to get angry.

"Director Jin, today is Mr. Mo's last day in the world. Can you tell me some affection?" This is a leader who has a good relationship with the Mo family.

"Sorry, this is the order from above." Jin Desheng gave no face to anyone.

Crack Crack

The reporters took photos in a row, and such pictures are rare. I believe that the newspapers will be sold out again tomorrow.

Mo Mingming's face turned red with anger. He pointed at the reporters and cursed: "Fuck! Why are you shooting? Stop shooting! Get out!" With the support of the propaganda department, these reporters ignored Mo Mingming's shouting, but instead recorded Mo Mingming's ugly face with the camera.

Jin Desheng's actions caused a sensation in the funeral home. Some people were angry and some had expressions on their faces, but most leaders began to have other ideas in their hearts! These people have been in the officialdom for most of their lives and have become spirits. If there is no one behind Jin Desheng, they will not believe it if they beat them to death.

Mo Haitian held the coffin and glared at Jin Desheng.

Mo Tianjiao glanced at Lu Haoran among the guests, quietly pulled the sleeves of the second brother, and whispered: "Second brother, Lu Haoran is here, let him solve the problem."

Mo Mingming's eyes lit up and thought to himself. He nodded gratefully to Mo Tianjiao, came to Lu Haoran and said, "Director Lu, you must take care of this matter! Today is the day when my father leaves, so we have to finish the Mo family, right? We don't blame you if the second uncle and third brother didn't come out, but now..."

"Okay, I understand." Lu Haoran agreed very happily.

"Thanks."

"It's okay, go, go over." Lu Haoran said as he walked towards Jin Desheng, who had already handcuffed Mo Yiping, "Jin Desheng, who asked the arrest of someone? Ah! Don't you know that today is the day when Mr. Mo left? Do you still have a conscience?"

"Conscience? I only have justice in my heart!" Jin Desheng cooperated with the acting, which was agreed before.

Lin Tian, ​​standing in the dark, smiled and watched the two directors acting, and said to himself: "I didn't expect Lu Haoran to have the talent for acting. I admire him~"

When Lu Haoran heard this, he immediately furiously said, "Jin Desheng! Release people quickly! Believe it or not, I will withdraw you!"

Jin Desheng glanced at the corner of his mouth and sneered: "Director Lu, I've captured this person today! And you don't have the right to take care of me! Removing my position? You are not qualified enough!"

As soon as these words were said, the funeral home was in an uproar. This was a blatant disobeying the orders of superiors. This was to be punished!

But there are some people who are mocking Lu Haoran. They think that Lu Haoran is too famous and can't even suppress his subordinates. What else can he do?

"You..." Lu Hao was breathing in anger, "I am your boss!"

"That's right, but I have this." Jin Desheng took out the instructions from the Ministry of Public Security from his briefcase, shook his wrist and said, "This is an instructions made by the Ministry of Public Security himself. Director Lu, you really have no right to care about me!"

“…”

The whole funeral home was stunned!

It turned out to be a document issued by the Ministry of Public Security. As soon as this document was released, the whole nature changed, and the faces of those leaders were even more unpredictable...
Chapter completed!