Suspension!
He dared to suspend me?!
Holy sh * t!
The more Zhao Yu thought about it, the angrier he became. He had risked his life to catch the culprit, but in the end, he had been suspended by the bureau chief. Was that it?
That was too infuriating!
How long was the suspension going to last?
If I don't get the reinstatement notice, will I never have to go back to work?
After returning to Shun Feng Street, Zhao Yu was still cursing angrily. He was even thinking about what would happen if he used the method he had used on Liu Changhu on Bureau Chief Zhou Andong?
He had heard that Bureau Chief Zhou was a typical henpecked husband. If he found a prostitute to slander him, wouldn't his days be tough?
When Zhao Yu left the police station, most of the investigators were busy with their own things and did not know about Zhao Yu's suspension, so it did not attract anyone's attention.
Zhao Yu only knew from the internal information on his phone that Hou Meng's interrogation was nearing its end. Even though Hou Meng still insisted that he was delirious and could not remember the details of the case, in the face of strong evidence, he had no choice but to admit his guilt!
If this continued, Hou Meng's crime of killing Qu Ping would be proven sooner or later. But if that happened, Qu Ping's case would be closed in a hurry, and no one would pay attention to the suspicious points in the case.
If Hou Meng had an accomplice, it would be even harder to find!
Sigh!
Zhao Yu sighed and comforted himself. "Forget it, I've already been suspended. Why do I have to worry about it? You guys can investigate however you want! I'm tired anyway, I might as well take a good rest! "
It was noon, and the sun was shining brightly.
Shun Feng Street was still busy, and Jiang Dafeng's fruit stall was still surrounded by many old neighbors playing chess. Jiang Dafeng had a white towel on his shoulder, and was thinking hard about the chess game.
Zhao Yu saw that the guy was engrossed in the game, so he grabbed a large orange on his way upstairs.
Peeling an orange, he sauntered up the stairs in a frivolous manner. Just as he reached the second floor, he saw a familiar person standing at the door.
Xiao Mei, with long red hair, was taking out her keys to open the door. Since she was carrying a lot of things in her hands, it was difficult to turn the key. Even her shoulders were tilted at a 45 degree angle.
Zhao Yu looked up and saw that Xiaomei was wearing a miniskirt and a sleeveless top. Her long wavy hair almost reached her waist.
In addition, her slender waist was twisting and turning in front of Zhao Yu's eyes, making his heart itch.
"Oh? Isn't this Bro Yu? "Xiaomei saw Zhao Yu and quickly greeted him." What a coincidence, don't you have to work today? "
Zhao Yu wanted to ask, "Did you just get off work?"
But before he could say anything, he heard Little Mei cry out in surprise, "Ya!? Your head … "
Oh …
Zhao Yu touched the bandage on his forehead. As part of the wound was in his hair, when Wang Fei stitched him up, she had shaved off a small part of his hair. It looked very ugly.
"It's nothing. Yesterday, I fought with forty criminals and got a little bit injured!" Zhao Yu replied nonchalantly and continued walking, brushing past Xiaomei.
Suddenly, an alluring aroma wafted into Zhao Yu's nose. The aroma seemed to have some sort of magical power. Zhao Yu was gradually mesmerized and his steps slowed down.
"Wow, more than forty? That much? Is it serious? "Xiaomei turned her head and asked with concern," You even got stitches!? "
"Yes, only eight stitches! It's nothing, nothing! " As he spoke, Zhao Yu had already walked up the stairs to the third floor. But after two steps, he could no longer move. He quickly turned around and said to Xiaomei, "But this hair is quite troublesome. Do you know if there's a barbershop nearby?"
"A barbershop!?" Xiaomei's eyes lit up. She picked up a big plastic bag and said, "Look, it's full of things to do hair! I've studied beauty before. I'm a hairdresser! "
"Oh?" Suddenly, Zhao Yu remembered something. The hexagram that day was a "Zhen-Kan" hexagram. "Kan" represented a woman. Could it be …
"Mm … then you … why don't you help me?" Zhao Yu pointed at his own head, but his eyes were already looking at Xiaomei pervertedly.
"No problem!" As she spoke, Xiaomei had already opened the security door. She pointed inside and smiled. "Come on, I have everything here!"
Zhao Yu smiled and followed Xiaomei into her house.
"Oh yeah, Bro Yu," Xiaomei's question came from inside the house. "What hairstyle do you want? I know a lot of hairstyles … Eh? Eh eh … Bro Yu, what are you doing … Eh? Don't rush! Don't rush! Eh eh eh … "
Suddenly, there was a messy sound coming from Xiaomei's house. A few seconds later, her security door suddenly closed with a "bang" …
…
When Zhao Yu got up from Xiaomei's bed, it was already five in the afternoon.
Although the sky was still bright outside, Xiaomei's curtains blocked out the light. It was pitch black in the house. Zhao Yu felt that time was mixed up, and he did not know what time it was.
Throughout the morning and afternoon, Zhao Yu seemed to have vented all his lust on Xiaomei. He gradually regained his rationality and calmness. Little Mei, on the other hand, was tormented by him to the point of hovering between life and death, and was still in a deep sleep.
Zhao Yu yawned, got up, and walked to Xiaomei's bathroom. He turned on the light.
In the mirror, there was a big bald head!
It turned out that, according to Zhao Yu's request, Xiaomei had already shaved off all of his hair! This way, his hair would not hinder the healing of his wounds, and it also saved him the trouble of washing his hair.
Zhao Yu looked at himself in the mirror without blinking, and gently stroked his oily bald head.
Mm!
If I restored the two domineering green dragon tattoos on my arms, then I would be exactly the same as before!?
But …
Zhao Yu looked carefully again, and realized that compared to the top fighter Zhao Tianba in the mirror, he still lacked a lot of murderous aura!
In the mirror, his body was slightly skinny, and his skin was tender and fair. Although his hair was gone, and his body was swollen and bruised, no matter how he looked at it, he still looked like a fair-skinned pretty boy!
Hua hua …
Zhao Yu turned on the tap and washed his face. The cold water made him more awake, and his thoughts returned to the main topic.
Suspension!
They actually dared to suspend me!
Do I have to do something about it?
For example, that Ji Chunhua?
For example, Hou Meng's girlfriend?
Or maybe it's those scammers?
If these people withdraw their complaints against me, does that mean that I still have a chance of being reinstated?
Then … how can I get them to withdraw their complaints?
Zhao Yu immediately thought of two words — fists! Could it be that with his own fists, he could shut these people up!? In that instant, a huge and cruel reinstatement plan formed in Zhao Yu's mind. If it was really carried out, it would probably be another storm, and even more people would suffer because of it!
But after the reinstatement plan formed, Zhao Yu quickly thought of a topic that he could not avoid. Because he had said something harsh in front of Bureau Chief Zhou Andong, and said that he was quitting!?
What … what should I do?
Thinking about this, Zhao Yu could not help but feel regret. He should not have been so rash towards Bureau Chief Zhou. Although Bureau Chief Zhou had suspended him, according to his tone at the time, it seemed like there was still room for negotiation!
However, it was hard to say what would happen after he rebutted her so recklessly!
Hmm …
What should I do?
Sigh!
Zhao Yu sighed and muttered in his heart, "If not, I should quickly contact Yang Hong and hire a prostitute to set up a trap for Bureau Chief Zhou!
As long as I have something on this guy, isn't reinstatement a piece of cake? "
Hmm …
But …
Zhao Yu suddenly remembered that Zhou Andong was the chief of the bureau after all. Would his little trick work? Plus, according to the grapevine, people said that Zhou Andong was a family man who loved his wife. If he found a prostitute, it would be difficult!
Why not …
Zhao Yu thought, "If it really doesn't work, I should ask Department Chief Su Yang for help! I'm his special investigator now. If I'm suspended, it'll have a huge impact on his work! "
If it still doesn't work, I might as well resign! With my Miracle System, it would be a piece of cake for me to become a private detective …
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