Chapter 86 Hate

"You are very wrong in saying this by Supervisor. Since the founding of the People's Republic of China, the police have asked the prisoners and have never been tortured again. If you say this now, I really doubt whether you are a qualified people's policeman. On the basis of no evidence, what right do you have to torture an innocent person?" Su Qing had a head-on confrontation with Supervisor for the first time, questioning him sharply.

The supervisor was contradicted by Su Qing for a while and couldn't speak. He stammered and tried his best to argue, but what he said was obviously not convincing: "But he is very suspicious! Although he is not allowed to torture,... but this is understandable."

"Do you think this is an appropriate reason to torture a prisoner?" Su Qing pressed step by step.

"No matter... no matter what, as long as he is suspected, we should not let a criminal go." The supervisor was unwilling to give in, but his momentum had become weaker.

Ye Fan didn't say anything from beginning to end, just looked at the two people who were verbally fighting. Seeing that the momentum of the supervisor gradually weakened, he curled the corners of his mouth coldly.

"Have you agreed? Can I leave after I agreed?" He looked like a scoundrel, put his hands in his pocket, and looked at the supervisor casually, but he was so angry that he couldn't find any handle from Ye Fan, so he could only watch him pass by him.

Ye Fan, who had already left a long way from the supervision, suddenly turned his head and looked at the supervision with a smile: "Sir, if you have evidence next time, you will come to arrest me directly. I will wait at home at any time, but if there is no evidence, please don't wrongly accuse the good people, because not everyone is as easy as me. I'm leaving, see you next time!"

Ye Fan stretched out his hands and made a goodbye gesture to the supervisor.

Su Qing also curled her lips when she saw this scene. She had to say that Ye Fan did this so much that it was really satisfying. Then she nodded and turned around and left. The supervision was nothing to do, but he was busy.

The supervisor looked at the two people who left one after another and couldn't help but stomp their feet: "Ye Fan, you little bastard, don't let me catch your handle next time, otherwise you can just wait!"

In the Pei family courtyard, Mrs. Pei said everything she had prepared.

"What did you say? No wonder you stammered when I asked Zijun's whereabouts. I didn't expect him to be in the police station now." Pei Fucheng's eyes were round and he said angrily. The plate on the dining table was also swung to the ground with his hands, making crackling sounds.

"Fucheng, don't be angry, listen to me..." Mrs. Pei explained anxiously, afraid that something would happen? Fucheng was unwilling to save his son.

"Then you say I see what kind of flowers you can make up today. When Zijun was young, I said that he must be strictly disciplined, but you don't. Look at what he is spoiled by you today, a murder case! He dares to do it."

"Fucheng, listen to my explanation, it's not what you imagined. Zijun has his own difficulties, and even if he was murder, he didn't succeed! Isn't that kid alive? Just think of a way to save his son. If he didn't have a son, I wouldn't live."

Mrs. Pei could no longer hold back her tears and cried loudly.

"What are you talking about? No matter what, that's a life! It turns out that a kind mother is more defeated, and a kind mother is more defeated!" Pei Fucheng pointed at Mrs. Pei with his fingers, and his hands were trembling with anger.

"Of course you said that. I raised Zijun since I was a child. It was the flesh that fell from my body. Of course I felt sorry for you if you don't feel sorry for him. Now that he has something like this, you will shift all the responsibility to me." Mrs. Pei and Pei Fucheng confronted her.

Pei Fucheng felt his chest blocked for a moment, and he fell on the sofa, his eyes turned black. He held the edge of the sofa for a long time, but still couldn't recover.

At first, Mrs. Pei, who was lying on the ground, had not noticed it yet. When she looked up and saw Pei Fucheng's appearance, she was so scared that she didn't know what to do.

"How are you doing with Fucheng Fucheng? Don't scare me, your son has happened to such a thing. If you want to do anything, what do you want me to do?" Mrs. Pei pulled Pei Fucheng's arm and shook it constantly, and she was very excited.

Pei Fucheng's head was already a little dizzy, and when Mrs. Pei shook it like this, she became even more dizzy. She sat on the sofa and closed her eyes for a long time and couldn't open her eyes.

His voice was hoarse, and it took him a long time to say: "Let me go first, I will be shaken out of illness by you if I have nothing to do." After hearing this, Mrs. Pei let go of Pei Fucheng and sat on the sofa and looked at him nervously.

After another half a quarter of an hour, Pei Fucheng gradually improved. He was not seriously injured. He just heard such news and was just angry for a moment. After slowly calming down, the symptoms disappeared.

Taking a glass of water on the table with difficulty, Pei Fucheng slowly drank it into his mouth. "What do you want me to do now? He has committed such a sin. Will I feel guilty about how to save him?" Pei Fucheng patted his chest, as if he was asking Mrs. Pei on the surface, but in fact he was asking himself.

He is just a businessman. He has tried his best to do what he is good at. He has worked hard to do this for the rest of his life. He has always had a clear conscience in doing business, so he knows that his son actually murders others. How can he pass the hurdle in his heart?

"Fucheng, that's your biological son. You must save us. We only have one son. If we don't have him, who will inherit our Pei family's huge family business in the future, will we have to cut off our way out? Even if we give up accompanying, your Pei family is also a single generation of three generations. Do you have the heart to let you accompanying your family break the incense?"

I have to say that Mrs. Pei knows Pei Fucheng very well, and every word she says touched his heart.

Pei Fucheng finally compromised and slowly shook his hand to Mrs. Pei: "Don't worry, let me think about this matter carefully. If nothing happens, you can go back to the room first! Let me stay by myself for a while." His voice was very powerless, and he spoke word by word.

"Okay, I'll go in Fucheng first. You must think about it carefully. No matter what happens, you can't give up Zijun..."

"Okay, you go down first! Don't say anything anymore. I'll say it, let me think about it myself." Pei Fucheng waved his hand, obviously not wanting to hear what Mrs. Pei said again.
Chapter completed!