indianbanksassociation Chapter 153 Let’S Do Some Exercise First
Chapter 153 Let’S Do Some Exercise First
The next day, morning.
Zhao Yan and Fang Manning changed into civilian clothes and then started heading to the area where the Ultraman Legion was located.
"Hey, Comrade Zhao Yan, you can't do this, it's easy to be seen as something fishy."
Fang Manning looked at Zhao Yan, who was walking in front of him, and rolled his eyes speechlessly.
"Can't you?"
Zhao Yan was a little puzzled. How could he be seen when he was walking normally?
"The correct approach should be for the two of us to pretend to be a couple, go shopping hand in hand, and observe the situation." Fang Manning explained seriously.
This method is very common and almost all police officers know it.
"I see, but are you sure you don't want to take advantage of me?" Zhao Yan looked suspicious.
"..."
Hearing this, Fang Manning's pretty face darkened.
What nonsense are you talking about?
"How is that possible? I'm not that kind of person. Everything is just to catch the criminal as soon as possible."
"Okay, I believe you."
They are all glorious people's policemen, and Zhao Yan decided to give his colleagues some trust.
Then he took the initiative to hold Fang Manning's little hand.
"Why are your hands so sweaty?"
Zhao Yan was a little disgusted, it was sticky. Did this woman go to the toilet without washing her hands?
"..."
A blush rose on her pretty face, and Fang Manning whispered sheepishly: "I'm a little nervous."
This was her first time pretending to be a couple to investigate a case.
Normally, because of her high force value and cold appearance, her team members treat her as the Empress Dowager Cixi.
As for holding hands, I wouldn't even dare to kill them.
"You can't do this. People who don't know better think I'm a kidnapper." Zhao Yan said angrily.
Alas, we still have to rely on him at the critical moment.
It’s time to use the big deduction technique! Although he doesn't understand criminal investigation, he doesn't know how to pretend.
but,
He knows metaphysics!
Isn’t this better than the so-called criminal investigation technology?
No matter where you are hiding, I can find it for you with just a few clicks and no basic method.
Just when Zhao Yan was about to start the deduction, suddenly there was a strange movement in his sense of guilt.
He looked in the direction of perception and saw a little boy with a broken hand at the subway entrance in front of him, leaning against the wall and begging.
what's the situation?
How could a little boy, who was still disabled, be a criminal?
Guilt perception gone wrong?
Frowning slightly, Zhao Yan decided to go up and explore the truth.
"What are you doing?" Fang Manning looked at Zhao Yan walking towards the subway in confusion.
"Just follow." Zhao Yan replied without looking back.
"..."
The little boy was in ragged clothes and leaning against the wall with dull eyes, showing no reaction to Zhao Yan's arrival.
"Little brother, begging is not allowed here, you know." Zhao Yan knelt down and stared at the little boy carefully.
The little boy was unmoved.
"Where are your parents?"
When he heard his parents, the little boy's eyes moved slightly, but then dimmed.
"It's so pitiful. Let's give him some money." Fang Manning looked at the little boy and couldn't bear it.
"Although it is pitiful, I have also deceived many people." Zhao Yan stood up with a calm expression.
One code equals one code. Just because a person is pitiful, we cannot ignore the mistakes he has made.
Even if you can't help yourself.
"Huh? What do you mean?" Fang Manning looked stunned.
Could this little boy be a liar?
Zhao Yan did not answer, but suddenly turned his head and looked at the van not far away.
He just happened to catch the eye of a man with flowery arms.
Their eyes met, and nothing was said.
They stared at each other for a full minute, which made Fang Manning think that the two of them had fallen in love at first sight.
In the end, the man with the flowery arm was defeated and looked away with a guilty conscience.
Zhao Yan grinned, "It's you."
In the sense of guilt, the breath on the flower-armed man's head was almost red to black.
He walked over slowly and asked directly: "Brother, do you know that little boy?"
Hearing this, the man with the flowery arm looked confused: "What little boy? I'm waiting for a friend."
Zhao Yan smiled and slapped the flower-armed man hard on the face with a "pop" sound.
The flower-armed man screamed, turned half a circle, and his two front teeth flew out mixed with blood.
"Fuck! You dare to hit me while riding a horse?"
Covering his face, the man with the flowery arm looked in disbelief. Is this man sick?
Snapped.
"Why don't you dare?"
Now the two sides are symmetrical.
The flower-armed man was dizzy.
"Zhao Yan, what are you doing..."
Fang Manning was numb.
She couldn't understand why Zhao Yan started fighting without saying anything. Although the man with the flowery arms didn't look like a good guy, there was no evidence.
This is a foul!
She was naive and had not yet experienced Zhao Yan's case-handling style.
If Li Hui were here, he would definitely put a bracelet on the flower-armed man as soon as possible to protect him from being beaten to death.
"Catch the criminal. I can tell at a glance that this person is not a good person. What age is he? He is still an earthworm on one side and a gecko on the other."
Zhao Yan spoke resolutely and did not hide the contempt in his eyes.
"...."
Fang Manning was dumbfounded.
You are too casual.
Hearing the conversation between the two, the flower-armed man was shocked. Are these two men?
But he didn't give in at all, "Police? The police can beat people at will? What's your police number? I want to file a complaint against you! Find the media to expose you!"
Click.
Zhao Yan stretched out his hand and removed the flower-armed man's chin expressionlessly.
"It's so noisy. Do you think I won't know that you are a human trafficker without telling me?"
"Woo, woo, woo..." The flower-armed man ignored the pain, his eyes were horrified, and he stretched out his trembling hand to touch his chin, and his saliva flowed down unconsciously.
"Human trafficker?!" Fang Manning's eyes widened.
I unconsciously glanced at the little boy at the subway station and suddenly realized.
"Zhao Yan, how do you know he is a human trafficker?"
She recalled the scene just now, and there was no clue to prove that the man with the flowery arm was a human trafficker.
Could it be that her criminal investigation skills have declined? Not even as good as Zhao Yan, who just entered the industry?
Thinking of this, Fang Manning began to doubt life.
"You figured it out, you don't know that I am a master of metaphysics?" Zhao Yan asked in surprise.
Doesn't this woman know that he is the anchor Nuoyan?
"..."
Fang Manning was stunned.
She didn't even think it would be metaphysics. She thought she had found some clues and was ready to learn about it.
Yes, during the previous live broadcast, Zhao Yan had already proved that metaphysics existed.
Now it’s reasonable to count the human traffickers, right?
After thinking about it, Fang Manning was relieved.
"Ah ah ah, Lala..." The man with the flowery arm spoke crazily, pointing to his chin as he spoke.
"Tell me, where is my nest? What are you doing!" Zhao Yan looked impatient.
He could deduce it, but that wouldn't be a reason to stretch his muscles.
"Ah... Come on, Ah, Come on..."
The flower-armed man nodded his chin anxiously.
"What? You don't want to say it? How brave! I'll fight!"
Zhao Yan glared and gave an angry blow.
The fist hit the flower-armed man hard on the stomach.
"puff..."
Suffering this severe injury, the flower-armed man's eyes popped out and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Then he fell softly.
Fortunately, Zhao Yan stepped aside wisely, otherwise he would have been covered in blood.
"Uh uh uh..." The flower-armed man cried as he leaned on the van.
pain! It hurts so much!