Chapter 93 Zhou Jihuai is back?
"He gave it to me before he left on his mission."
They were the only two people who knew that she was being targeted by criminals, apart from Zhou Jihuai.
Shu Chengan returned the electric baton and said, "Don't mention the electric baton when you record your statement later. Just say that it was Xiao Zhang who subdued the criminal."
A notice just issued at the beginning of this year prohibits individuals from privately possessing electric batons. Using electric batons to injure others is even more illegal, even in self-defense.
Wen Zhile agreed.
The note Zhou Jihuai prepared for her not only contained instructions on how to use the device, but also reminded her to hide the electric baton and not let anyone else see it.
She knew it was illegal, so she only carried it with her for self-defense and never took it out in public.
"Does your throat still hurt? If so, I'll ask them to prepare paper and pen for you."
Wen Zhile nodded.
It hurt so much that she chose not to speak if possible.
Shu Chengan looked at her with heartache.
My cousin has never suffered any hardship since she returned home, but tonight she was kidnapped by criminals in his jurisdiction.
If she didn't have the stun gun in her hand, she would most likely be dead now.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go, it's time to go in."
The two walked into the police station side by side. Wen Zhile was called to record his statement, while Shu Cheng'an walked calmly to the cell where the suspect was temporarily detained.
Before he went in, his subordinates held him back with concern, "Deputy Director, calm down and don't cause any casualties."
Just now outside, the deputy chief looked like he was going to kick the suspect to death on the spot.
Shu Chengan: “I know.”
He walked in alone and closed the cell door.
After Wen Zhile finished writing his confession, he was arranged to sit in the lobby of the police station, with his classmates next to him.
She was afraid that her grandmother would worry, so she asked Xiao Zhang to go back and talk to her uncle first, and she herself did not plan to go there tonight.
It was almost three o'clock in the morning and the school had been closed for a long time. The students in the group could not go back to school and planned to stay in the police station for a few hours. Wen Zhile thought so too.
The public security comrade poured each of them a cup of hot water. Her throat was uncomfortable, so she quickly drank the cup in one gulp.
Wen Zhile stood up to refill his cup, and asked the police officer on duty next to the thermos in a hoarse voice: "Comrade, has Director Shu not come out yet?"
The police officer didn't let her do it, and took the thermos bottle: "The murderer has a lot of cases on his hands. Director Shu and his team estimate that they will have to review the case for a few more hours. After this round is over, they will have to review several more rounds. They are very busy recently."
"Little comrade, I'll get you a bed and quilt. Why don't you go to the duty room and get some sleep?"
The pretty little girl's tired look is pitiful.
In addition, we cannot neglect our cousin Shu Ju.
Wen Zhile was indeed sleepy: "I'll just go to my cousin's office and take a nap."
She said this while looking at her classmates who were dozing off in their seats.
The police officer said: "I'll find them a blanket."
This is already against the rules.
Wen Zhile understood the rules of the bureau, so he thanked them and went to Shu Chengan's office.
The suspect has been arrested and her cousin's leg was saved, which solved a big problem for her.
Wen Zhile lay down on the bed and fell asleep in a few minutes. When she woke up, it was already bright outside. She looked at her watch. It was 6:30 in the morning. In total, she had slept for more than three hours.
She had been frightened last night when she was almost killed, and she was in an unfamiliar environment, so she didn't sleep well.
She didn't continue sleeping. She simply washed up, tied her long hair casually, and walked out of the office.
The news that the Municipal Bureau had caught a serial killer had spread throughout the public security system, and the police officers who had not participated in the operation last night rushed back early in the morning.
When Wen Zhile walked into the hall, he saw Shu Cheng'an standing by the table and yawning. There were many policemen around him, chattering about last night's operation.
She looked away and saw that the team members were still sleeping on their chairs.
Shu Chengan saw her, pushed aside the policemen surrounding him and walked over: "Why don't you sleep a little longer? Are you hungry? I have some buns."
Wen Zhile shook her head and chuckled, "Cousin, the dark circles under your eyes are as bad as mine. If you don't know, you might think we went clubbing last night."
Her voice was still hoarse, and Shu Chengan laughed after hearing it: "You are whiter than me, but you have dark circles under your eyes."
He was not lying. Wen Zhile did have dark circles under her eyes, and it was obvious that she did not sleep well last night.
"Eat something, I'll take you back to school, and you can take a day off to get some sleep."
After saying that, Shu Chengan remembered something: "I have to go to the Ministry of Public Security later."
He glanced at Wen Zhile and said, "I just talked to Brother Huai on the phone. If he comes over, let him take you back. How about that?"
Wen Zhile was stunned: "Zhou Jihuai is back?"
"Yes, he came back. He just came back this morning. I was thinking... you also called him brother, so I mentioned it to him." That was not just an ordinary mention. Shu Cheng'an cursed the suspect's eight generations of ancestors several times on the phone, "but I didn't ask him to come. I don't know if he will come."
"If he doesn't come later, I'll ask a colleague to take you back." The call was made twenty minutes ago, so if he comes, he should be here soon.