When Song Yuanchao thought about marriage, he thought of the young woman in his hometown who had failed to find a husband through a blind date.
He's not worried about wages or anything like that, and he shouldn't have to worry about making money in the future either, as he can afford it. His only concern is the young lady's three younger brothers. If he has to support them all, it will be quite a strain, but he should be able to manage if he's frugal.
I wonder if the girl from Renmin University has found a boyfriend in the nearly two years since he left.
Suddenly he felt a rustling sound behind him. He looked up sharply, only to bump into the young lady's nose.
She tilted her head back and covered her mouth. He quickly stood up and whispered, "I'm sorry, Miss, I didn't mean to."
Upon seeing blood flowing from the spot where Nie Han was covering her hand, she quickly put A Yuan on the bed and went to help.
But as soon as he let go, A Yuan was startled and grabbed his clothes with both hands. Nie Han also rushed into the bathroom to clean up herself. Song Yuanchao had no choice but to pick up the child again and ask from outside the bathroom, "Miss, are you alright?"
After a while, Nie Han came out, exhausted. She said, "I'm going next door. Thank you, Brother Song. Let's wait for his parents to come back."
Miss Song Yuanchao went out, and then looked in the trash can and found a lot of tissues that had been used to wipe blood.
He wanted to apologize again and help the young lady deal with the situation properly, but the child would startle if he put her down. If he didn't put her down, it would be inconvenient for him to carry her around. The police station's matter was still unresolved. It was really... worrying!
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Just as an ugly daughter-in-law must eventually meet her in-laws, the police station will also have to explain today's events to the public sooner or later.
Inspector Gu and Brother Lin returned to the small conference room. It was almost 11:30 p.m. when they came out and stood in front of the press conference platform facing the reporters, who were either standing, on chairs, or even on the ceiling.
Brother Lam looked down at his manuscript, then finally looked up and said, “Thank you all for your patience. According to the existing evidence, the gun was privately kept by Zhang Shihui. He has already been detained for possessing evidence and for yelling at the police station.”
Press conferences are always known for their emphasis on the less said the event is.
Inspector Cheung, a rising star about to become the chief detective and the Commissioner of Police, actually took a gun from the crime scene of a kidnapping case, and instead of destroying it, he kept it in his office.
This sounds not only absurd, but also a bit crazy, making people laugh.
But upon closer examination, it is chilling. How much respect does he have for the judicial system, and how much reverence does he have for his profession, when he casually leaves such an important gun in his office?
On this building, on the 16th floor, the walls are covered with banners and slogans.
The police are supposed to protect citizens, and the citizens give them the power to carry guns and investigate cases. But in their hands, this power has become a joke. Do they think the citizens of Hong Kong are three-year-olds?
The reporters were stunned and raised their hands, waiting for the superintendent to designate them to ask questions.
Inspector Gu pointed to a reporter, who immediately spoke up: "Inspector Gu, with three senior detectives getting into trouble one after another, does this mean that there's a problem with the culture and atmosphere of the entire police force? What's your opinion?"
While Inspector Gu was still pondering, another reporter disregarded the rules and spoke up: "From the police force to the inspectors' team and then to the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau, the Hong Kong police have expanded their ranks time and again, but corruption problems have been exposed from time to time. In the end, they are all more bark than bite. Can the public believe that you are protecting and covering up for each other, which is why we have this situation today, with Inspector Zhang's roaring at the police station?"
The flashbulbs were going off everywhere, and the 60-year-old man, who hadn't eaten or drunk anything all day, was starting to feel the strain.
Inspector Gu bowed and said, "On behalf of the Royal Canadian Mounted Police, I apologize to all citizens. I'm sorry."
As he aged, his hair thinned, and the constant exposure of the flashing lights made his scalp ache, but the reporter clearly wasn't going to let him off the hook.
Everyone still has a lot of questions: "Are you sure the gun is Cheung Tze-keung's? If so, how do you plan to explain this to the police officer who was injured? It is said that the officer was shot twice."
Another reporter rushed to ask, "What about Cheung Tze-keung? Will he be re-detained immediately, tonight?"
Reporters were already calling their colleagues outside: "Hurry to Kowloon, there's big news."
The reporters were only frustrated that they didn't have enough scoops and wanted to grab more information. They wished the police would immediately detain Cheung Tze-keung again, but things had to be done step by step. The fingerprints on the gun still needed to be identified, and the bullets and cartridge cases needed to be matched. Since the case had already been submitted to the court, they needed to discuss with the court to withdraw the case and re-enter the investigation process.
This all takes time, but the reporters didn't care. Seeing Inspector Gu shaking his head, a reporter immediately asked, "So even now, you still can't arrest Cheung Tze-keung?"
Once public sentiment coalesces into power, it can escalate very quickly. One reporter laughed and said, "Won't the case eventually lead to your police station having to pay Cheung Tze-keung a sum of money, officer?"
Others were laughing: "Anyway, it's all taxpayers' money being used to pay the compensation, so you don't care, right?"
Inspector Gu was already exhausted from dealing with the situation when, just then, a mainland police officer dressed in a uniform completely different from that of the Hong Kong police officers appeared in the crowd, apologizing and pushing his way forward.
That was Yue Zhongqi. He was sent a letter to investigate the gun incident, but because the procedures were slow, he only arrived at the scene now. A reporter saw him and immediately asked the most pointed question: "So it's true that the rumors circulating in the market that Hong Kong police officers are dissatisfied with the handover and are determined to lead the way in causing chaos throughout Hong Kong?"
One of them took the lead, and the others followed suit, asking, "So Cheung Tze-keung still won't be arrested?"
Then someone else asked loudly, "So, Officer Gu, you're not even willing to keep up the pretense anymore?"
Some even questioned, "How can the citizens trust you with this kind of work attitude?"
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