The strongest dream therapist

Chapter 71 Wu Ping is captured
At ten o'clock in the evening, the neon lights flickered, interweaving into a bizarre scene in the darkness.

Tang Feng's mobile phone address is moving.

Guo Yu sent a message to Fu Yuan and Wang Fugui in the hotel, and at the same time three police cars drove out quietly.

In the car, Guo Yu gave the two people in the back seat a slightly tired smile and explained, "Because we don't have solid evidence, we can only imprison her on the grounds that she used her abilities on ordinary people. But we're afraid of complications, so we called you two along as well."

Fu Yuan was feeling very sleepy, his head kept nodding. After making a couple of random "hmm" sounds, he leaned against the armrest of the car seat and fell into a deep sleep.

Wang Fugui nodded without saying a word. He looked out the car window into the night, as if thinking about something.

Following the location information sent by the technical department, the police car tracked the vehicle until it finally stopped at the entrance of a hotel. The hotel's sign glowed vaguely, blending seamlessly into the surrounding night.

The group quickly got out of the car and showed their IDs, and the hotel receptionist quickly told them all the information about the two people who booked the room.

Guo Yu took a few colleagues and went upstairs.

"Open the door, I'm here to check the water meter."

"Strange, does the hotel also need to check the water meter?..."

"Di-"

Guo Yu took the universal room card given by the front desk. Two people in the hotel were making love, and the place was filled with a pungent smell of water.

The two people who were panicked were Tang Feng and Wu Ping.

A colleague approached to take a photo, and Tang Feng was startled and pulled most of the quilt around himself. Wu Ping's hair was disheveled, and she was using it to cover her body.

The scene was in chaos.

"You use your ability on ordinary people." Fu Yuan looked at her indifferently.

Wu Ping kicked Tang Feng in anger, grabbed the quilt and covered herself with it. She raised her head and glared at everyone fiercely, her expression filled with shame and anger: "So what?"

Guo Yu said: "You designed all those marriages before, didn't you? You are deceiving people by cheating on your marriage—"

"Don't say such harsh words." Wu Ping's beautiful eyes moved as she looked at Guo Yu, but a trace of disdain flashed across her face. "They did it voluntarily. I was just going along with it."

As soon as she finished speaking, a female colleague behind her quickly stepped forward and neatly fastened a pair of silver bracelets on Wu Ping. "The evidence is irrefutable. Let's go to the police station and talk."

Fu Yuan noticed that another male colleague nodded slightly, and there was something bulging slightly in his pocket.

Some are like voice recorders.

It also reminded me of what Wang Fugui said before: As long as you get in, there is nothing you can't say.

Add to that Wu Ping's words that almost seemed to admit it...

Thinking about it this way, Wu Ping’s matter should have come to an end.

……

"...No, I don't agree."

On Sunday, Fu Yuan followed Wang Fugui to find Guo Yu.

Before I entered the office, I heard Guo Yu talking on the phone. From his tone, I could tell that he was talking to someone, and his voice sounded a little impatient.

Fu Yuan and Wang Fugui looked at each other, stopped tacitly, and did not knock on the door, but stood quietly at the door.

Fu Yuan frowned slightly, trying to catch the sounds in the room, but due to the distance and the door blocking the way, he could only hear Guo Yu's voice:

"This matter involves too many things, and it's beyond my control to decide. It's not that I don't trust his ability, but there might be a mole inside the police station, and it involves high-level officials. There's no need for him to get involved in this mess again."

I didn't know what to say. After a while, Guo Yu said, "It's up to you. Think whatever you want. Unless you can convince Dad to transfer me, there's no way!"

The two people outside the door didn't know whether to go in at this time, when they suddenly saw Chi Zhanpeng's figure emerging from the stairs in the distance.

"Boom boom boom——"

Wang Fugui knocked on the door.

After opening the door, Guo Yu welcomed the three people in. "What's wrong?" Chi Zhanpeng asked when he saw the awkward atmosphere.

Guo Yu snorted coldly: "You know what you said to my sister. There's no need to pretend to be a good person."

Chi Zhanpeng exclaimed, "Ah!" and revealed a look of sudden enlightenment: "I just saw that you were too tired, so I wanted to share some of your burden. Look at you, how many days have you not slept well because of this case?"

He rubbed the area under his eyes: "You have dark circles there."

Guo Yu sat down, and the chair made a creaking sound.

He lowered his head and scribbled something in his notebook. "Let me tell you, there's a traitor in our police station. I'm not letting you take my position for your own good."

"What are you talking about?"

A hint of displeasure flashed across Chi Zhanpeng's face. He sat on the sofa next to him, which sank noticeably. "I think you're afraid that I'll steal your credit, right?"

Guo Yu ignored him, and Fu Yuan felt that he didn't seem to be in a good mood.

"Captain Guo is not you. Why do you have to take credit for something? If he wanted a promotion, he would have been promoted long ago."

Wang Fugui on the side has always been straightforward, and at this moment he was not lenient with him at all, with obvious dissatisfaction in his tone.

Chi Zhanpeng's body stiffened, and he suddenly pulled his crossed legs back. He stood up and walked towards the door, muttering:

"Yes, yes, I didn't want to come in the first place. It's just someone's sister. She said it's almost New Year's, but she's still busy. I don't know what's going on. She's really working so hard for nothing, like a dog biting Lu Dongbin."

Just as he reached the door, he turned back and said to Guo Yu, "I'll give you another day to think about it. If you refuse to give up power, I'll go back tomorrow."

After saying that, he slammed the door and left without waiting for Guo Yu to express his opinion.

Only Guo Yu, Fu Yuan and Wang Fugui were left in the room.

Wang Fugui was a little worried: "What's going on?"

Guo Yu rubbed his brows and said helplessly, "He wants to take over my case. It was my sister who persuaded me to hand it over to him just now."

"You suspect him." Wang Fugui saw that Guo Yu had been unwilling to give up power, and he was not usually a person who was eager for quick success. "Really?"

Guo Yu was a little surprised and raised his head slightly: "Why do you think so?"

Wang Fugui and Fu Yuan looked at each other and tacitly did not mention what happened that night.

Wang Fugui said, "Isn't it because you doubt him that you don't give him the leadership?"

Although Bureau 224 is a collective of mediators, generally speaking, their duties are equivalent to those of consultants and they cannot directly participate in case decisions.

That is, there is no dominant power.

It is impossible to decide whether to file a case, when to close the case, or what to do with the staff.

"You really think highly of me. I'm really doing it for his own good by not letting him take over."

Guo Yu felt a little bitter. He grabbed two handfuls of his thick hair and drew a few circles on the paper. "But his behavior today was indeed very abnormal. He usually likes to be in the spotlight, but he also knows his limits. This time he went too far."

Then he asked Wang Fugui, "Why do you think I'm doubting him?"

Wang Fugui lay down on the sofa and saw that the table was empty. The tangerines on the table had been eaten, so he poured himself a glass of warm water.

"I'm just talking nonsense, don't take it seriously."

Guo Yu flipped a page and asked, "Are you curious about the contents of the recorder?"

Fu Yuan also followed Wang Fugui to the sofa. She felt a little cold yesterday, so she deliberately wore more clothes today.

Wang Fugui shrugged nonchalantly, "If you want to say it, just say it. If you don't, it doesn't matter. I can probably guess something anyway."

　Before Liao Xuan was caught, Wu Ping had already fallen.

　　Recommend a book (from a friend, 300,000 words in reserve, currently updated to over 100,000, with 10,000+ words typed every day). It's a female-oriented book, calling on historical figures to fight side by side, and the writing is a bit funny hahahaha.

　　(End of this chapter)