"Don't be impulsive, he is not a bad person." After Guan Qionglin made herself have a memory of the virus, her thoughts also changed, and her impression of Zhang Shidong also changed subversively, because she said something to the virus in the bed at the sweetest moment. At that moment, Guan Qionglin felt that she was so close to death. Later, she was told about Zhang by the virus. In that state, she accepted it thoroughly and accepted all the information without any obstacles.

At this moment, when Park In-yong pointed his gun at Zhang Shidong, he immediately stood up to resolve it for both sides, but unexpectedly, the interpols who followed had common professional ethics when facing crimes in the most basic manner. Although they had to use a fake gun to get rid of the gun, they had the obligation and power to eliminate the crime.

As a result, Zhang Shidong was pointed at a police car with a gun and handcuffed. Park In-yong and others, who should have been fine, followed the car to the branch. Looking at Zhang Shidong sitting opposite, Park In-yong deliberately asked someone to take Guan Qionglin away to deal with the injured people.

"Mr. Zhang, do you think there is any law in China that will support the consequential merits and demerits? I am happy to witness the fairness and justice of Chinese laws with my own eyes." Park In-yong's last behavior against Zhang Shidong received great support from the country. It is not necessary to let China be beautiful even if it suffers some losses. In the face of national interests, personal interests are insignificant.

Zhang Shidong sneered: "I really forgot you if I didn't see you. You will regret why you didn't get out of China right away."

Park In-yong looked righteous and righteous: "I will not bow to any evil forces. Even if I lose my job, I will show justice to the public. I know that your country is a personal favor. I look forward to you coming out safely. That picture will be very beautiful."

Zhang Shidong was too lazy to continue to get bored with him: "Silly...bo...yi..."

Park In-yong was not angry either: "Swear, I know you have the ability to sanction me. I am waiting for you, just like your Chinese journalists cannot be protected from interviewing. I am an ordinary person with a police officer, waiting for you, the noble and powerful, to sanction me."

When the car arrived at the branch office, Park In-yong got out of the car first, and Zhang Shidong raised his leg and kicked him hard on the butt. He saw the middle-level Interpol who was well-known in the Southeast Asian circle. He perfectly demonstrated to the branch cadres and police officers who were already waiting at the door what it means to eat shit.

"You..." Park In-yong turned around and stared at Zhang Shidong, swallowing his anger. He just received the commendation from the headquarters, and he told himself that you let Zhang Shidong make trouble. The more violent the trouble you make, the greater the grievance you suffer. The more realistic the statement afterwards will be.

Looking at Zhang Shidong who walked into the branch leisurely, Park In-yong handed over the leadership of the branch in a very official tone, and also passed the scene footage taken by his mobile phone to the economic investigators on the scene. He solemnly told the other party that he had a background in the whole world. If the branch is not easy to do, don't understand it in depth and hand it over to the above.

Many things, once diplomacy is involved, will taste different. Everyone will become cautious and unwilling to touch the red line. Park In-yong is so confident that it all comes from his foreign identity. As a witness on the scene and a main member of the arrest, he not only needs to be a witness here, but also needs to establish a file on the Interpol to record the process of arresting criminals.

If it were ordinary powerful people, this kind of thing would be to settle Park In-yong. After he was settled, there would be nothing that could not be dealt with. Once he could not be settled, there would not only be diplomatic issues between countries, but also trust issues between departments.

If it is spread, it will be a big scandal. If Park In-yong is expelled from the Interpol mainland for nothing and takes a certain risk, if he really exposes this matter, I believe his motherland will have a more abundant reward to him, provided that Zhang Shidong is safe and sound from the branch office and does not receive the punishment he deserves.

No matter what their identities were, those people were beaten and disabled, and were almost killed in the end. Even if Zhang Shidong had the power to enforce the law, why did he still have to kill him when the other party no longer had the ability to resist?

Park In-yong thinks this is a huge opportunity. Whether it is for public or private, he has seen enough of Zhang Shidong's look, treating himself like that at the border. Now, let's see if you come to beg me?

As soon as he left the gate of the branch, before he could shake the pleasure of his body, several men in white coats ran towards him. Two tall and mighty men also ran towards him with sticks. Park In-yong subconsciously touched the gun. Unexpectedly, the other party was moving faster than him, and it was completely beyond the speed of an ordinary person and hit Park In-yong's right arm with a stick.

"Hurry up, hold him down."

I heard a medical rescue ringtone ringing, and a car with the words "Suburban Mental Hospital" drove over quickly. The crowd that had not yet dispersed in the branch office looked at the side. Just when I didn't know how to deal with such a difficult problem, the director came out with Zhang Shidong, who had been removed by handcuffs. Just as the two were about to shake hands, they saw Park In-yong being held down by a group of white coats. A man shouted at the crowd watching around: "Disassist, this guy has mania and mental illness, and he still bites when he gets sick."

The thick needle tube was pierced directly into Park In-yong's butt with a very comic effect. He stopped struggling and calmed down. He was helpless and sent to the car. He ran away all the way.

"Director Zhang, the leader said that you have the full authority to deal with this matter. You know more than us how to weigh the pros and cons."

Of course, a small branch could not bear the prehistoric giant crocodile-level beast like Zhang Shidong. He had the highest level of the country's right to take action first and then report to arrest him. Cadres below the department could implement corresponding force measures without any report.

The difficulty lies in Park In-yong's identity. In addition, more than one person saw the scene that Park In-yong used to criticize him on the scene. Even if Zhang Shidong was honest, he just wanted to temporarily close the cold storage to catch the escaped people, no one would believe it. The identities of these guys had been found out before he arrived at the branch. They were all professional killers with criminal backgrounds in the south. They had worked for several forces and had murder cases in their hands. They were just suffering from the lack of conclusive evidence and failed to do anything to them. If Zhang Shidong counterattacked normally, he could explain the matter like this: someone attacked him and tried to cause personal injury to him, and he was completely self-defense.

"The director is here to do it. Such small cases are not worth fighting every day, so I will deal with them."

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Park In-yong was drowsy and felt that his eyelids could not be opened. He didn't know how long it took to slowly open his eyes when he smelled the smell of disinfectant. The old-fashioned white wall skin was covered with moist moss and cracked wall skin. The heavy smell of disinfectant in the house could not hide a different pungent smell. The dim light came from outside the window that had been accumulated with dust for a long time. The window was not even plastic steel, but the more old-fashioned square window.

He struggled to hold up, frown and opened his eyes completely, making him feel like he was in the hospital decades ago, and his attention was instantly attracted by the man sitting on the chair opposite: "You..."

Zhang Shidong put aside a copy of impurities in his hand that was at least ten years old, looked at Park In-yong and smiled: "Soon we're meeting again."

Park In-yong covered his forehead, his memory was confused: "Where is this? How did you get me here?"

Zhang Shidong threw a copy of the information on the table: "The serious mentally ill patient in the mental hospital is still in a high-risk occupation. He has been hiding his profession and identity to come here for treatment. Officer Park, how can a person like you still wander outside? The hospital has confirmed that you have no sense of behavior, suffer from serious mental illness and paranoia, and must receive regular treatment. Why don't you listen? Do you really regard work as the only one in your life? You are so dedicated. For Interpol to have a dedicated policeman like you, world peace will no longer be a dream..."

With Zhang Shidong's dialect, Park In-yong also reads the information in his hand, a medical record, a medical record that can be traced back to three years ago. With his autograph and handprints, he secretly received guidance from a psychologist and came here for effective treatment three years ago. He concealed that the profession left here is a freelance writer, and he was under pressure to contribute some mental illness.

"ah!"

Park In-yong tore all the information in his hand. He didn't even have to think about it to know that the hospital completely obeyed Zhang Shidong's orders. While he was given a sedative, he pressed his handprint to find someone to disguise his signature and forged such a medical record with three years of mental history.

The more he thought about it, the more angry Park In-yong rushed towards Zhang Shidong desperately. What greeted him was no longer Zhang Shidong's exaggerated strength, but the doctors rushing in and reporters carrying cameras and microphones.

"Doctor, is this the patient who still plays an important law enforcement role outside? Is this your dereliction of duty? Is this your manic and paranoid mental patient living with violent weapons in his hands and holding violent weapons among the people. Is it your dereliction of duty or the relevant department?"

The interviewer's words here are quite sharp. The doctors over there are constantly pressing Park In-yong. It is normal for you to resist. If they don't resist, there are long thin needles in their sleeves constantly pricking you to prevent you from quieting, blocking your mouth and not letting you speak, making you whine angry and resisting. No matter how you look, they don't look like a normal person.

"Give him an injection quickly. He can no longer be controlled by drugs. He must be isolated immediately for systematic treatment." A doctor who looks like a supervisor walked in and apologized to the camera: "It is our dereliction of duty. We have not seriously investigated the information provided by the patients. The key is that some people with power in our hands cannot investigate anything if we want to investigate. They have the energy and power to change some things. For example, the person in front of us is still a foreign friend, and his information is not something that our small hospital can investigate."

Without sedatives, Park In-yong fainted from anger.
Chapter completed!