After hearing this, everyone present realized that they had misunderstood him.

"It's just a banner, nothing special."

The public security comrades immediately arranged people to do it.

Han Che's expression looked a little unnatural.

Fortunately, he did not accuse Song Xing in public, otherwise it would be so embarrassing.

The kidnapped old lady came to the Public Security Bureau with everyone, but she fainted from fright before and just woke up now.

When she saw that she was at the Public Security Bureau, the old lady's tense mood relaxed completely.

Some people are just so shameless, and when there is no danger, their arrogance suddenly rises.

As soon as she saw Song Xing coming, she started to make a fuss:

"Comrade Public Security, this young man hit me and didn't help me. You must punish him!"

The fat man at the side immediately rolled his eyes and said, "Auntie, you really can't tell good from bad. If Comrade Song had dealt with the two bandits, do you think you could have been rescued so quickly?"

The old police officer who came with him was also speechless: "Ah, Comrade Song has made great contributions in this case, Auntie, please stop talking nonsense."

Seeing someone speaking up for Song 녦星, the old lady's momentum weakened a lot.

But he still said stubbornly: "I just want to say a few words. That young man is not a good person. He hits people when he disagrees with others. He is like a sick person."

"Hey, what you said is really infuriating..."

The fat man was so angry that he jumped up and down. His habit of liking to be fucked by others was revealed.

He rolled up his sleeves and was about to have a fight with the old lady.

A white hand stopped him: "Fatty, thank you for speaking for me. I will handle this matter myself."

The real owner has appeared, and the fat man can make way:

"Okay, come on. If you can't win the argument, I'll come and help you."

"No need." Song 녦 Xing walked over with a smile.

In full view of everyone, a slap hit the old lady hard in the face.

The old lady’s scalp was numb and her head was buzzing from the beating. She just opened her mouth to curse.

Song Xing reached out and slapped her a few times.

“Pah, pah, pah!”

After a few slaps, the old lady was completely unable to resist.

He swayed from side to side like a top, and finally lost three teeth. He fell to the ground, sobbing.

Song Xingxing looked at the fat man with a smile: "Look, she is speechless now, it's such a simple thing."

Fat man:? ? ?

Others:? ? ?

The fat man smiled awkwardly: "Ahem...Comrade Song, you are so strong..."

This guy is probably the first one who dares to go to the Public Security Bureau and beat people under the noses of public security comrades.

This guy is really interesting. He is determined to make friends with him!

Yan Chen's eyes were so deep that his expression could not be seen, but his gaze was always on Song Xingxing.

Song Tian looked a little anxious.

This old lady is difficult to deal with to begin with, and now that she has been beaten so severely, I guess she won't let Comrade Song go. What should I do...

Han Che's mouth twitched.

This person must be really sick, how can he be so bold...

This was the third time he doubted.

It seemed as if I heard his voice.

The next second, Song Xing took out a piece of paper from his pocket, handed it to the police officer beside him and said:

【Excuse me, I have one more thing to ask of you. This is my medical diagnosis instructions.

The doctor in Beijing said that my mental state is unstable and I am prone to hitting others when provoked.

You all saw what happened just now. If that lady hadn't kept scolding me, I wouldn't have gotten so emotional.

Because of this disease, I will not be held accountable if I hit someone. 】

The confused police officer took it and asked, "What do you need me to do for you?"

Song Xing smiled sheepishly: "Please write 'This is true' at the bottom of this certificate, and then stamp it with the official seal of the Public Security Bureau."

The public security comrade scratched his head and said, "This is not appropriate. We don't have a hospital here."

Song Xing sighed: "Actually, I don't want to trouble you, but I have no choice, mainly because my emotions are too difficult to control.

If I offend someone in the future and they don’t believe the hospital’s certificate, I will be in trouble…”

At this time, the finished silk banner was also delivered.

It reads: [To Comrade Song Xingxing: He acted bravely and promoted righteousness, ** Public Security Bureau detachment. 】

Song Xing took the banner and shook his head: "Xiao Xi, I, a brave citizen, probably won't live long."

This immediately irritated the public security comrade who was just there, and he quickly said:

"It's just an official seal. I'll go tell the boss. Wait!"

Compared to today's robbery case, stamping an official seal is really a trivial matter.

Comrade Song Xing deserves this, and the leaders will understand!

Not long after, the police officer came over with the certificate and smiled:

"Comrade Song, our leader has already stamped your passport, so you can go ahead!"

"Ah, thank you so much, thank you so much!"

Done! Very good!

Song 녦星's whole face was smiling.

If the official seal of the former doctor and hospital can make this certificate have 70% credibility.

Now, with the official seal of the Public Security Bureau, the credibility of this mental illness diagnosis certificate has reached 100%!

From now on, she will never be afraid of being beaten again!

If you dare to provoke her, then prepare to be beaten!

Looking at this scene, the fat man touched his lower body and said puzzledly: "Why do I feel a little strange..."

Yan Chen coldly spat out a word: "Stupid."

"Boss, you're not used to being sharp-tongued for a day, right..."

The fat man snorted in dissatisfaction.

Comparing the attitudes of these two people, Han Che and Song Tian's management activities are much more exciting.

Han Che's cold expression looked a little awkward at the moment.

I don't know why, but he always has an illusion:

It’s not that Song Xing became ill because he kept talking too much.

Otherwise how could it be such a coincidence.

When I think about it this way, I suddenly feel a little guilty. What's going on?...

Song Tian was purely worried about Song Xing.

I didn’t expect Comrade Song to be sick. I must not stimulate her in the future, otherwise her condition will get worse.

......

It was already evening when I finished recording my statement.

The Public Security Bureau arranged boxed lunches for the group and let them spend the night in the guesthouse.

Early the next morning, the police arranged to buy train tickets for several people.

Because I bought the ticket at the last minute, the seat tickets were sold out, and there happened to be an empty sleeper berth in the carriage, but there was a bed.

After hearing about this, the fat man stood up and said, "Then I'll lie on the train later, you guys go first."

Song 녦 Xing had a good impression of him and said, "No need, you guys go first, I'll go later."

"Comrade Song...you should stay with us."

Song Tian was worried that she would get sick and no one would take care of her, so Yu boldly suggested:

"Or you can squeeze in with me. We are small and can sleep in one bed."

After hearing this, everyone was dumbfounded.

The fat man opened his mouth and said, "This is not appropriate... After all, Comrade Song Xing is a man..."

Han Che's face was no longer cold, but turned red with anger:

"Comrade Song Tian, ​​you have no shame!"

...........