Chapter 2 I'm going for a long time

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Pan Hongsheng waved one hand and signaled to the police chief who came with him: "Okay, you go back. It's none of your business."

"Well, do you need us to go in and help with the investigation?" The head of the police asked with a smile, "Since this research institute is related to the case, we police have the obligation to be responsible to the end!"

"Wait for my call." Pan Hongsheng asked faintly, "The poison of the rattlesnake, is this test result correct?"

"That's right!" The head of the police immediately became serious and said seriously, "According to the information we have, only this research institute in the city has this kind of snake venom! According to the blood test results of the victim Miss Zhao Qing, this kind of snake venom has been prepared at its discretion, which is not enough to be fatal, but..."

"Okay, you go back first," Pan Hongsheng patted the person in charge on the shoulder: "Your men are not the same. It is likely to leak the wind with them, understand? Leave me the most capable old criminal policeman."

The head of the police's face immediately flushed slightly, but as a leader, his face was elastic enough, and he immediately recovered as usual: "Okay! Old Xu! If you follow Mr. Pan to investigate the case, you must investigate it carefully. Don't be negligent at all! Don't sell anyone's favors, and find out!"

Unexpectedly, the criminal policeman named Lao Xu was very indifferent to his officer. He used a subtext of "Let's go", but he just nodded slightly and didn't even raise his eyelids.

At this time, Pan Hongsheng finally slowly walked to Huang Mao, and an invisible aura oppressed all his breathing very cramped.

"Big boss, I..." Although Pan Hongsheng hasn't spoken yet, Huang Mao has interpreted a bad message from this depressing aura and the other party's eyes.

"Who?" Pan Hongsheng only said a short word.

"Ah? Who?"

"Yes, I'm asking you, who asked you to act without authorization." Pan Hongsheng's tone was very calm, and there seemed to be a slight smile on his face.

But Huang Mao knew that this was a sign before he was going to lose his temper! His eyes turned twice and three times and immediately knelt down with a poo: "I was wrong! Boss! It's my own business!"

"Are you wrong?" Pan Hongsheng finally restrained his smile and grabbed Huang Mao's neck with his backhand: "Action without authorization? Did I let you move? Did Lin Hongyi make you move? What do you want to do?"

Although Pan Hongsheng's movements were not big, the short yellow hair's whole body was almost picked up, shaking like a dead leaf on a tree in autumn.

The police chief, who was so scared that he was about to get on the bus, almost fell down, and said with a smile on his face, "Ha ha, your family affairs, your family affairs; close the team!"

"I won't hit you now because I'm in front of outsiders. If I'm an outsider, I'll kick you to death!" Pan Hongsheng hung frost on his face, and every word and every note seemed to have frost! Those guards didn't make a sound. They all knew that the short and even thin men in front of them were far more lethal than a hundred and more gangsters with knives!

"Take your brother back first." Pan Hongsheng calmly said to Huang Mao, "Don't disturb the people. Remember, I, where Pan Hongsheng needs to enter, I don't need this way at all."

Huang Mao lowered his head and got into his own car with more than a hundred people with a ashamed face. Various models of cars walked away in an instant.

"Okay, Bowen, and this old Xu criminal police, let's continue." Pan Hongsheng raised a finger, and Zhang Bowen held a small box and followed closely.

"Aunt Hong is accompanying Sister Zhao in the hospital. She said she would make you feel at ease." Zhang Bowen looked at Pan Hongsheng carefully and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't restrain my subordinates..."

"You did the right thing," Pan Hongsheng looked at him sideways: "But don't do it again."

"Yes." Zhang Bowen understood what this seemingly contradictory sentence meant. He was using Pan Hongsheng's hand to severely sanction Huang Mao, who was close to his status. Although there was no problem doing it, he was a little selfish.

The guards hurriedly dodged a road with dull eyes. Pan Hongsheng, Zhang Bowen and Officer Xu walked into the research institute without squinting.

Pan Hongsheng walked over for a long time before the captain of the guard trembled and took out the walkie-talkie: "Dean, I'm sorry, I'm in... If you fire me, I'll be fired. This... can't be done!"

"Hello? Hello! Why are you so timid! I'll give you three times your salary! Stop the people! Hello? Hello? Why don't you talk? Hello!?" The dean roared at the microphone at the top of the research institute for a while, but the microphone was silent.

"Two more roars," suddenly two people stood in front of him, and the door was quietly opened...

"Who are you?" When the dean saw one of them wearing policemen's clothes, he felt a little calmer: "Do you police have a search warrant? This is the unit directly under the provincial government! You should be responsible for your actions! I'm going to call your leader."

At this time, the tall young man smiled and showed him half of the telephone line in his hand.

"Ah...you..." The dean immediately ran out of power. He was stunned and then pulled out to go out: "I'm sorry, I have something else to do."

Unexpectedly, neither of them meant to stop him, but the dean went to the door and retreated by himself.

Pan Hongsheng walked in with an indifferent face and closed the door heavily.

"What are you doing?" The dean was a little at a loss under the dagger-like sharp eyes of Pan Hongsheng and others.

Although Officer Xu is not a flattering old police officer who relies on technical experience, he can see Pan Hongsheng's background, so he does not object to this strange scene. After all, the torture in the institute is much more powerful than this situation.

"I only ask you once, who asked you to do this." Pan Hongsheng seemed to casually touch the globe on his desk.

"What do you mean? What are you talking about here? You are a threat! This is... this is a crime! I want to call my lawyer." After saying that, the dean picked up the phone and remembered that the phone line had been cut.

"Now you can't find anyone." Pan Hongsheng put a tentacle around the dean's neck and whispered in his ear, "After all, who is it? You may not be able to live if you say it, but at least you won't die immediately.

The dean's bald forehead exuded oil sweat, layer after layer. His eyes hidden behind the thick glasses kept rolling. From time to time, he looked at Zhang Bowen and Officer Xu. He was speculating whether these people had the courage to kill him.

"I think I should go to the laboratory to get the evidence. Excuse me for a while, maybe it will take a long time." Officer Xu was an experienced criminal policeman and withdrew with great interest.

"Peng!" The door closed heavily, and the dean's heart thumped!