Shanwa Small Rich Farmers

In order to show his own strength, before leaving, Wen Xu hit the wooden horse that was pushed aside with the front of his car, to show that there was no problem in passing the level on his side.

It’s true that there is no problem at all in breaking through. If Wen Xu is not afraid of hurting people, Wen Xu’s Lu Xun not only has a hooligan hook at the back, but also has an external anti-collision protection bar in the front, which is all metal, and a few peasants’ handicrafts are used to resist horses. Lu Xun couldn't see enough in front of him.

After leaving these unlucky people, the road below went much smoother. I arrived at the toll booth at the entrance of the expressway without incident. Wen Xu followed a Volkswagen car and walked along the passage. He followed another taxi behind his own buttocks.

Looking at the taxi behind, Wen Xu couldn't help being stunned for a moment, because there are already three cars at the entrance of this passage, and there is an empty passage next to it, who doesn't know the virtues of taxis? Even if there is a hole in the ground, these drivers can squeeze in. There is no way for them, time really means money.

Glancing at the taxi behind him, Wen Nu didn't take it too seriously, what if he met a stupid driver with no brains. Anyway, there is a car in front of me, and the time to get a card is at most a minute or two.

Just thinking about this matter, Wen Xu saw the Volkswagen driving out in front, and the crossbar of the toll booth was raised and then lowered. Wen Xu naturally drove the car to the toll window.

He rolled down the car window and was about to reach out to take the card, when suddenly he saw a large group of people rushing towards him.

Don't move! Don't move!

A group of people shouted at Wen Xu one by one.

Wen Xu only felt that someone opened the door of the car and pulled him out of the car in an instant, and was pushed to the ground almost at the same time. Suddenly the whole person was a little confused.

Don't move! Don't move! Be honest!

Wen Xu felt that his hands had been cut back, and five or six big hands were pressing on his body, and a group of people yelled at him.

After recovering, Wen Xu understood, and couldn't help sighing in her heart: Is there such a thing as trust in this world?

No need to think too much, Wen Xu guessed that it must be the gang who blocked the way and called the police? Otherwise, how could I receive such treatment when I was doing well? Look at these policemen who are all nervous, as if they are trying to catch a murderer.

Don't move, don't move! But comrade police, can you relax a little bit, my arm hurts from twisting! Wen Wen said softly.

Naturally, no one paid any attention to Wen Xu, some of the large group of policemen caught Wen Xu, some began to search Wen Xu's Lu Xun, and in the short time, several police cars with sirens were running back and forth The toll passage where Lu Xun is located was tightly surrounded, and a group of drivers who passed through the pass all stretched their heads to look, thinking that they had caught a high-level villain.

Report, not found!

A few policemen searched Wenxu's patrol car no less than three times back and forth, not to mention a gun, not even a single bristle was found!

How could it be possible to find it, Wen Xu here just throws it into the space after playing, not to mention the gun, even the Overlord Yi wants to pass the test, the cameras are everywhere here, so Wen Xu throws it back into the space. Wen Xu was not sick, and left the gun in the car on the highway! Even if someone is blocking the way to rob money on the highway, it is legal to rob money with a certificate!

Where did you throw the gun? The policeman pressed Wen Xu's shoulder hard and asked sharply.

If you can't get a gun, just rely on some people to talk nonsense? Wen Xu was not afraid, she opened her mouth and asked back, What gun?

Don't play dumb, we've already got the evidence for your crime, be honest, tell me, where did you leave your Type 5 or 6 submachine gun? The policeman pressed Wen Wen's arm again, bluffing Warm.

Hey, I said, can you let me go now, I'm about to go home, and you suddenly rushed up and asked me to hand in what gun, I don't know what gun to hand in! Wen Wen said.

The policeman looked at Wen Xu's appearance, he looked like an old god, and said with a smile: Okay, it's a habitual offender at first glance!

In view of the fact that Wen Xu's body was searched when he was pressed to the ground, let alone a gun, not even a keychain was found, and the only thing found on Wen Xu's body was the receipt that Wen Xu signed when he had dinner at night.

take away!

The police leading the team didn't say anything, and directly gave the order.

So Wen Xu was carried into the car as if being carried by a chick, and then escorted into a police car, whistling and whizzing towards the Mingzhu City Bureau.

Lu Wenxu didn't know it at first, but Wenxu became familiar with it as he walked. After all, he has lived in Mingzhu for so many years, and seeing himself getting closer and closer to the city, Wenxu couldn't help sighing: I'll go, It took more than two hours to get on the expressway, who knew that he hadn’t left Mingzhu yet, and was brought back again!”

Wen Xu here is eager to go home, how did he expect such a thing to happen, if he knew, Wen Xu must have accepted Yan Dong's invitation and went back to his house to stay overnight, now it seems that it is impossible for him to live in peace.

Not to mention, it's fast to get in a police car. If ordinary people drive, the road will take an hour anyway. The police car takes 40 minutes, and drags Wen Xu to the city bureau, and quickly invests in it. into the interrogation room.

Wen Xu didn't know that when he was brought in, a group of scum who were still kneeling in front of him immediately pointed at him and said to the police next to him: Comrade police, it's him, it's the gun he's holding!

Naturally, Wen Xu couldn't hear it, and now he was facing three police officers sitting in front of him, the one in the middle was in his fifties, the one next to him was in his thirties, and the one on the far left was in his mid-twenties The female police officer looks good, but her whole face is full of indifference, staring at Wen Nu as if she were looking at an animal.

Of course, Qingming's position in Wenxu is not very good. A chair is still handcuffed, and his hands and feet are locked. Let alone running away, he can't even move very much. Of course, if Wen Xu wanted to run away, this thing wouldn't be difficult for him. Guan Jian couldn't run away right now. If he did, he would have to run away for the rest of his life.

Name! said the male police officer in his thirties.

Warm!

age!

...

Home address!

No. 110, Wenjia Village, Changping Township, Guqiao County, Yueshan City, Linjiang Province!

Wen Xu was very honest and reported her own information truthfully.

Are you playing with me? Number 110?

This number is not allowed? Wen Xu asked back.

At this time, the old police officer raised his hand to stop his colleague, stood up and walked over to the long table on his side. He actually took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket with a smile on his face, and flicked it lightly. The root came out and handed it to Wen Xu: One?

Wen Xu waved his hand and said, I don't smoke. I used to smoke for a while but then I quit. I advise you to stop smoking too. Smoking is not a good thing. It hurts your body. It not only hurts your health , It also poses a threat to the health of your family. If you are busy at work and want to refresh yourself, I suggest coffee, which is much better than smoking!

The old police officer almost scolded his mother in his heart: I came to make friends with you, but you are here to persuade me to quit smoking? But after thinking about it, the old police officer felt that the person in front of him was a tough 'bone', and the harder it was to crack, the more oil in the bone would be.

Where did you get the gun?

The old police officer didn't go back either, and sat directly beside Wen Nu with his butt sideways, put the cigarette back in his pocket, and asked Wen Xu in a flat voice.

Without waiting for Wen Xu's answer, the old police officer said again: Actually, I admire you a lot. Really, being able to bring a gun to Mingzhu is also a skill in itself. It's not a pistol, but a Type 5 or 6 submachine gun!

Wen Xu said: I was confused by you, submachine gun, me? You gave it to me?

You really know how to joke! The old police officer smiled.

Wen Xu said directly: You are the one who can joke! Type 5 or 6 submachine gun? If you didn't give it to me, then I really don't have one!

The old police officer wasn't annoyed, but laughed instead: Don't be stubborn!

Speaking of which, I reached out and nodded warmly. Sitting in this set, I don't know if it is a chair or a table thing, anyway, it is such a set of guys.

There are many more people who are more stubborn than you sitting here, and in the end they all recruited, because do you know why?

The old police officer looked at Wen Xu and said majesticly: The French Open has been restored, and it is not neglected!

When the three people were interrogating, the police officers on the other side were not idle, and started to check the information according to the information Wen Xu said. At first, everyone didn't hold out hope, and thought it was made up, so they didn't expect to check There really is such a person, and looking at the photos, it is indeed the person, and looking at the records, there is no criminal record at all, and he is as innocent as a piece of paper in terms of crime.

Now a group of policemen are surprised, because crimes always start from small to large, even if they are impulsive crimes, there must be some cause and effect. The one who is locked up now is holding a gun? And it's a standard rifle, so it must have a criminal record. A good person suddenly bought a gun and started doing bad things? This possibility cannot be said to be impossible, but it is not great!

If a good person is not in the aisle, it is difficult to even buy a gun. Most of the guns and the like are all liars.

Then when the verification went down, the faces of a group of policemen became more bitter, because the one who was locked up was quite rich, and he was the biggest boss of a company with an operating company worth over 100 million yuan a year. This kind of person said he hated society? That's unlikely!

After continuing to verify, Yan Dong and Zhao Defang were verified. The policemen figured out that this person came here because of the birth of a good friend's child, and he will go back after staying for a day, and there is obvious evidence to prove this. .

Now the most critical thing is the gun. If the gun is found, it will be a fact of the matter. If the gun is not found, then it is a joke to say that the Mingzhu Police Station is being prepared. The common people may not know it, but once The gang of merchants must be going crazy!

I heard that a group of old farmers who blocked the road and set up checkpoints falsely accused a rich man of having a gun, and even dispatched a large group of police forces to arrest him! In the end, the fart was not found, and the fart was not found out, so I really don't know what these people said behind their backs.

After asking for a whole night, Wen Xu finally lived here quite well. Looking at the pale sky outside the window, she sighed: I would have spent the night in Mingzhu if I knew it earlier! This is what happened!

Although the old police officer was exhausted, he was not a young man after all, but his mood became more and more excited. The police officer's intuition told him that this man had a secret, and it was a big secret. Probably a big criminal gang.

Just when the old police officer was about to say something, a middle-aged police officer opened the door and walked in, beckoning to the old police officer.

The old police officer followed and went out: How is it?

Did I make a mistake? The middle-aged police officer handed over the warm information in his hand to the old police officer: I don't think this guy is holding a gun. What does he need a gun for? And how did he get it? The gun? According to what the reporter said, it was a five-six submachine gun... .

This is him? The old police officer was dumbfounded when he saw Wen Xu's information.

Tap! The middle-aged police officer pointed to Wen Nu's photo: Isn't that right, there is nothing wrong with it, and he is also the chairman of a company with an annual output value of several hundred million yuan! What do you think he wants a gun for? Could it be five or six guns? Hunting!

This one doesn't know, he happened to be right when he said something casually, Wen Xu wanted a gun for hunting! It's a pity that it was demolished by himself.

At this moment, the two of them heard the sound of running, turned their heads to look in the direction of the sound, and immediately saw their Chief Bureau Chief running in with Xiao Pao'er.