The police station near Zhixin Middle School is called "Nonglinxia Road Police Station". Among all the grassroots police stations in Guangdong City, it is considered to be relatively large.
A five-story building, the first floor is the service hall and reception center.
In fact, it's strange to say that Huang Baihan passes by here every day when he goes to school, and he never feels anything.
But today, when I stood at the door and was about to go in, I suddenly felt a sense of awe from the bottom of my heart towards this solemn institution.
"Huh~"
Huang Baihan took a deep breath and bravely walked in. He immediately saw two disputes.
It seemed like two people were getting into a drunken fight together;
In another case, a couple had a dispute and ended up getting involved;
There were several policemen on each side in the yard to mediate with them.
Huang Baihan just took a quick look and came to the service hall, and soon found the grade director Cao Jingjun, the head teacher Yin Yanqiu, and an angry middle-aged couple.
Where is Chen Zhu?
Huang Baihan's first reaction was that his injuries were too serious and he had to go to the hospital. Thinking of this, he suddenly became nervous again.
Yin Yanqiu also saw Huang Baihan at this time, waved him over, and asked, "What are you doing here if you don't study in the evening?"
The class teacher really has a subconscious desire to control the students no matter what time they are.
"I, I heard that Chen Zhu was injured."
Huang Baihan said awkwardly: "So come and take a look."
"Chen Zhu?"
A very strange expression suddenly appeared on the face of class teacher Yin Yanqiu. Just when Huang Baihan was wondering, Yin Yanqiu said behind her, "Here, he's back from going to the toilet."
Huang Baihan turned around and saw his friend coming out of the bathroom.
he……
There was no injury on his face, and there seemed to be nothing wrong with his body. He even managed to shake off the water stains on his hands twice.
"Dahuang, why are you here?"
Chen Zhu had no idea about the chaos and rumors in the current grade. He even joked with Huang Baihan: "Do you have a relationship dispute or a conflict between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law that needs mediation?"
Huang Baihan ignored the teasing and asked, "You, weren't you injured by someone being beaten by Li Jianming?"
"Emmmm...how should I say..."
Chen Zhu scratched his head and said with some embarrassment: "My name was indeed beaten, but my body did not suffer."
"My name was beaten? What does it mean?"
Huang Baihan was completely confused.
"The other party did ask me out to talk... But when I was looking for the teacher, my junior high school classmate Wang Changhua sneaked over by himself... People thought he was me, but he still didn't admit it, so he took action..."
When Chen Zhuzheng was explaining, Wang Changhua, who had just finished taking notes and had a bruised nose and face, walked out of the interrogation room.
No matter how much Chen Zhu said, Huang Baihan still sounded a little confused. After all, this matter was inherently strange.
But when he saw Wang Changhua's miserable state, Da Huang instantly felt that the cause and effect were all clear.
At this time, the middle-aged couple pulled Wang Changhua over. While they were concerned about whether the wound hurt, they scolded him for being "nosy."
Apparently, they should be Wang Changhua's parents.
"broken!"
Huang Baihan saw this scene and suddenly said: "Chen Zhu, I also told your mother that you were sent to the police station!"
"What?"
Chen Zhu thought to himself that this was not an incident. When he was about to borrow a phone to call his family to report that he was safe, Chen Peisong and Mao Xiaoqin had already arrived.
Lao Chen looked more steady. Although his face was worried and serious, at least his clothes were neat.
Not only did Queen Mother Mao have tears on her face, she even wore a different pair of shoes on her feet. She was wearing a windbreaker over her pajamas, and the buttons of the windbreaker were all wrong.
She saw her son Chen Zhu at a glance, ran over in a hurry, looked at him and was suddenly stunned.
"Bo Han said, you were injured by a gangster..."
Mao Xiaoqin looked at her son and then at Huang Baihan next to her.
"emmmm... My name was indeed beaten, but my body was not hurt... The other party did date me..."
Chen Zhu could only explain it again.
Not far away, Cao Jingjun asked Yin Yanqiu: "Are those Chen Zhu's parents?"
"right."
Yin Yanqiu nodded: "I met Chen Zhu during the parent-teacher meeting. His father works in the street office and his mother is a doctor."
"oh."
Cao Jingjun was thoughtful. No wonder he felt that Chen Zhu always had a more mature and steady temperament than his peers. It might also have something to do with his family upbringing.
Speaking of family, Lao Cao couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
This student Wang Changhua is a bit difficult to deal with. His parents are in business, and it seems that it is not easy for him to do ideological work.
Not long after, after receiving the news, He Yong, the principal of Zhixin Middle School, Bian Ying, Wang Changhua's class teacher, and Xu Chaocai, the director of the Student Affairs Office of Zhixin Middle School, all came.
First, they came to see the student’s injury;
The second is to handle this matter properly and try not to let it affect the reputation of the school;
But just as Lao Cao thought, Wang Changhua’s parents were not that easy to negotiate. He Yong didn’t even say a few words. Wang Changhua’s mother patted the stool and said:
"Why should we put out the fire? Didn't you see that my son was so seriously injured?"
"My son comes to school, not to be beaten. Your school has not fulfilled its guardianship duty at all!"
"Wang Changhua suffered the disaster for no reason. He suffered it for others! If you don't come up with a reasonable charter today, I will call the newspaper!"
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"Old Chen."
Mao Xiaoqin, who already understood the ins and outs, couldn't help but frowned when he heard these words: "Does this mean something about us?"
Chen Peisong waved his hand calmly and said: "If Chen Zhu was beaten by someone accidentally, wouldn't you be angry too? We are all parents, and we can probably understand this feeling by comparing ourselves with each other, so we will
Just pretend you didn’t hear it.”
Lao Chen's original worry and anxiety were not inferior to his wife's, but he didn't show it on his face. Now that he saw that Chen Zhu was not injured, he didn't care at all about these slight verbal offenses.
In fact, Changhua is quite loyal. When his parents criticized the school, he remained silent;
But when she heard her mother talking about Chen Zhu, Wang Changhua was very unhappy. She interrupted with a swollen face: "Mom, don't talk nonsense. What does this have to do with Chen Zhu..."
The noise was loud, but the policemen at the police station didn't even look at it, as if they were used to these things.
At this moment, three people suddenly walked in at the door of the police station.
One is a middle-aged man in his 40s. He is tall and well-dressed. Although there are some wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and forehead, he can still tell that he was a handsome and handsome boy in his youth.
His eyes are sharp and piercing, and he is the kind of person who can speak effectively in his own territory.
Behind him was a subordinate who wore a formal suit but looked like a driver's secretary.
At the very back, there is a girl wearing a junior high school uniform.
As soon as Mao Xiaoqin saw this girl, she couldn't help but exclaimed: "Old Chen, this girl is so beautiful. Not only does she have a good-looking face, she is also tall, and her skin is so tender..."
Because it was not her own son who was injured, Queen Mother Mao was already thinking about gossip.
Chen Zhu looked at the girl for a long time and suddenly asked Huang Baihan: "Did you call her here too?"
Huang Baihan rolled his eyes: "Can I please her?"
"Too."
Chen Zhu was still wondering why "she" came over.
The elegant middle-aged uncle looked around and quickly spotted the injured Wang Changhua. He immediately walked over, leaned down and asked kindly: "Hello, I am Song Shiwei's father. How are you injured?
Already?"
In fact, these three people just walked into the police station. Because of their outstanding temperament and beautiful appearance, they attracted the attention of almost everyone in the hall.
Wang Changhua naturally knew that girl.
The school beauty Song Shiwei.
What is she here to do?
When Song Shiwei's father came over and cared about her, Wang Changhua felt as if he was dreaming.
What's the meaning?
Could it be...
Could it be...
School beauty Song has been secretly paying attention to me, but I haven't noticed it yet?
After hearing that I was called into the police station, she finally couldn't control her suppressed emotions and brought her father to visit me?
Oh my god!
Those stupid little gangsters, I don't want you to be shot now, and I even want to thank you.
Happiness came so suddenly that Wang Changhua's throat seemed to be blocked and she didn't know what to say.
Wang Changhua's parents looked at each other, and each saw surprise in each other's eyes, and...a trace of joy.
Is my son really that powerful?
He came here to offer condolences, but he was too embarrassed to stand. Wang Changhua's father extended his right hand very carefully.
Song Shiwei's father also shook his hand gracefully, and said politely but guiltily:
"I'm usually too busy with work, so Weiwei rarely talks to me about things at school."
"Until today, I didn't know that someone in school had been pestering her."
"Chen Zhu, thank you for standing up for Weiwei that time. My uncle promises you that this matter will never go well..."
Song Shiwei's father was halfway through talking when he suddenly realized why the smile on "Chen Zhu's" face had disappeared?
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