Detective: I, Cao Jianjun, started by arresting my brother-in-law.

"Ah? Don't panic, Huihui, don't panic..."

Zhou Hui, who was washing her hair, didn't care about the bubbles on her head and quickly put her head under the shower to rinse it.

"Oh dear, sis, hurry up, hurry up..."

Even the most rational woman would find it hard to remain calm if she saw her husband going through such a situation.

Unless this woman's heart already belongs to the neighbor.

Urged on by his younger sister with a tearful voice, Zhou Cong was completely unable to take a proper bath.

Ignoring whether it was clean or not, I rinsed myself in the shower for a while and then haphazardly dried myself with a towel.

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the end.

He then leaned closer, squinted, and stared at the video on his phone for a while.

Even though they were far apart, Zhou Cong could still recognize that it was his brother-in-law.

"Huihui, don't worry, ah..."

Zhou Cong wrapped a bath towel around his head, quickly put on his underwear, and then put on his pajamas.

"Sister, how can I not worry?"

Zhou Hui stamped her feet, tears welling in her eyes: "Look at what happened just now! How come I've never seen any other police officer encounter something like this before?"

"Why does Cao Jianjun always seem to encounter these kinds of things no matter where he becomes a policeman?"

"Sis, what should I do, sis? Should I call her?"

Zhou Hui felt as panicked as a child who had lost its mother, filled with despair, helplessness, and anxiety.

"Huihui, be careful not to disturb the child, stop crying..."

Zhou Cong, holding the towel wrapped around his hair in one hand, led his sister to the living room with the other.

"You can't call Jianjun now..."

"Why?"

Zhou Hui couldn't understand it: "If I... if I don't fight, what if Jianjun... what if Jianjun gets injured?"

How do you know if he's still on a mission?

Upon hearing Zhou Cong's words, Zhou Hui immediately sobered up, and her crying stopped abruptly.

Holding his phone, he stared blankly at one spot for a few seconds, then suddenly looked at his sister.

"That……"

"Don't take it yet."

Zhou Cong took a deep breath and asked, "Do you know any of my colleagues from the provincial capital's military academy?"

"Yes, He Yong, Li Chengyang..."

Zhou Cong paused halfway through his sentence, and said somewhat dejectedly, "But I don't have their contact information."

"..."

Zhou Cong didn't know how to comfort his sister, so he could only say, "Then call Director Wang."

"Director Wang? Oh right... Okay, okay..."

Faced with an emergency, Zhou Hui, completely at a loss, immediately started looking for Director Wang's phone number.

But when I inadvertently glanced at the time on my phone, I felt a little embarrassed.

"Sis, this...it's already past midnight, is it really appropriate for me to contact Director Wang?"

"You silly girl, is your pride more important, or your husband?"

"Oh!"

At this moment, Zhou Hui had completely lost her usual calm and composure; instead, she was like a headless fly.

Director Wang's phone rang for almost half a minute before being answered.

"Hello! Chief, I...I'm Zhou Hui..."

"Jianjun...Jianjun is in trouble, did you see? Jianjun ran into trouble in the provincial capital..."

"I don't dare call Jianjun directly right now. Do you...do you have his contact information in the provincial capital?" Wan asked.

228. Balihe is Cao Jianjun's maternal home. [3rd update, please subscribe]

It’s half past eleven at night.

The home of the director of the Balihe Police Station.

Now that I'm over sixty, my health is deteriorating day by day, and with the onset of my chronic back pain, every day is pure torture.

I got off work late at night, got home, and busied myself with this and that, and it's been going on until now.

Just as he had finally fallen asleep, a series of piercing cell phone rings instantly woke Wang Shouyi up.

"Oh dear, this phone call..."

The wife, who had been suffering from insomnia and vivid dreams, turned around irritably and said, "You always pick the right time. If you have a job later, go out and tell people."

"Good good!"

Director Wang smiled helplessly, glanced at the caller ID showing Zhou Hui, paused for a moment, and then took the phone to the living room.

The moment I closed the bedroom door, I swiped to answer the call.

"Hey……"

As soon as Director Wang put the phone to his ear, Zhou Hui's anxious voice came from the other end of the line.

Before he could even react, a whole bunch of gibberish came out of his head, leaving him completely bewildered.

"Wha...what?"

But when Director Wang heard the words "Cao Jianjun is in trouble," he immediately became alert. "260"

"Zhou Hui, you... speak slowly, what exactly happened?"

this time.

Zhou Hui slowed down her speech and recounted the contents of the video she had seen online in detail.

gradually.

Wang Shouyi understood, and said with a gloomy face, "You mean, someone online filmed Jianjun shooting at someone?"

"Yep……"

"Zhou Hui, don't panic. Let me make a call and ask first."

Although Wang Shouyi doesn't understand much about information on the internet, he still goes online to some extent.

After hanging up the phone, I sat down on the sofa, squinted, and scrolled through the news on my phone.

really.

Videos of the gunfight in the streets of Tianjin Port have been widely circulated.

Any random self-media platform is already a trending topic.

Seeing this, Wang Shouyi knew that Zhou Hui wasn't making a mountain out of a molehill, but that something really serious had happened in the provincial capital.

Thinking of this.

Wang Shouyi immediately called He Yong in the provincial capital and, after several inquiries, learned the news.

Even after figuring out the whole story, I still felt nervous.

"Oh my, this is like a TV drama. Such a big provincial capital, they're really too bold."

After saying that, Wang Shouyi held his phone and paced back and forth in the living room.

From He Yong's words, he understood several key pieces of information.

Cao Jianjun really can't afford to be distracted right now, so Zhou Hui must not be allowed to contact him.

However, Zhou Hui also needs to be reassured.

It was already past midnight, and it was definitely not appropriate for an old man like me to be alone. Instructor Ye Wei was also out of the question, as he had elderly parents and young children to support.

After much thought, Xia Jie was the most suitable person in the entire Balihe Police Station.

But Wang Shouyi was also reluctant about Xia Jie.

But there was really no other way, so after hesitating, I finally dialed Xia Jie's number.

As soon as the call connected, Xia Jie clearly saw the news online as well, and it was almost the same thing that the director was talking about.

That's it.

"Xia Jie, this is how it is now."

After exchanging pleasantries, Director Wang got straight to the point: "Um... Zhou Hui is still unaware of what happened during Jianjun's construction."

"I'm so scared right now I can't calm down. You know how we are..."