Chapter 363

Beijing New Area, high speed toll station

Fu Chen hung up the phone. His eyebrows and eyes were frosty and cold. Duan Linbai sat beside him and suddenly felt cold.

"He's gone. My sister-in-law and Huaisheng must be OK." Duan Linbai was also very surprised to hear the news, "master Pudu and his parents have not met? How could this happen? "

"Yes, I have." Fu Chen pointed his fingers around and looked out of the window.

"Then why do they go to Huaisheng directly? It's shameless to harass children. "

"The two sides have agreed not to disturb the children. The master has been thinking about how to tell Huaisheng about it. " Huaisheng's mind is sensitive and the other party is pressing hard. They always want to tell him in an appropriate way.

"What do they mean, too shameless, to speak directly to the children? I'm not afraid to frighten you. " Duan Linbai was stunned.

At the moment, his mobile phone vibrated and a micro blog push appeared.

The famous and powerful people are afraid of being involved in the law and prevent their children from meeting their biological parents

As soon as Duan Linbai saw the news, he was immediately stunned and directly opened it.

Inside is the scene of the woman sitting on the ground wailing.

"... now is a society ruled by law. You can't bully people with money and power. It's my son. It's my flesh. Why don't you let me see him? You can't live this life. You can bully people with the help of founding fathers..."

"These people go too far to send a child to a temple to be a monk."

"My poor child, what a life you used to have."

……

Fu Chen hears the video and looks at Duan Linbai.

"Wocao, Fu San, look at this. It's about your family."

With the founding fathers alone, the scope is very small.

Then it comes to temples and monks, almost directly to the Fu family.

These reporters are also cunning, video is very short, and from beginning to end did not name, let everyone guess.

Moreover, there are many different opinions on the comments below, and many people have targeted at the Fu family.

"I guess it's Fu's home! Third master Fu believed in Buddhism. "

"You don't need to bear legal responsibility to spread rumors. Can you slander such things at will?"

"Before the interview, I found my youngest son? I thought I had gone to match the model. I didn't even see the child's face. It's really pitiful. "

"If I'm going to adopt that child, I'll think about it."

……

Duan Linbai looks at Fu Shen, "need me to find someone to deal with it?" He is engaged in the media. Naturally, he has a way to remove the hot search.

"No, let it hang. With the help of the media, the family just wants to make things big and force us to hand over our lives. It's better to make things bigger. I'd like to see how they end up."

"They are now thieves shouting to catch thieves and taking the opportunity to occupy the height of public opinion." Let netizens have preconceptions and feel that they are the victims.

"Let them make trouble."

Fu Chen's voice did not fall, the mobile phone vibrated, the old house's phone.

**

And now the capital [hope education] counseling center

Soon the people from the police station came. They came here to learn about the situation, and then they thought it was very difficult.

Recently, the hot TV troublemaker, with the media reporter, even involves the Fu family. They have no way to start this kind of thing.

The two sides were gathered in an office and sat on both sides in a tense atmosphere.

"... Comrade police, that's really my child. I'm his mother. I want to see what's wrong with my own son. They not only stop me, but also beat people."

Ma Yincui pointed to her face and said, "look for yourself. My face was beaten by that smelly girl."

"You must help us in this matter."

Looking at Song Fengwan, the policeman said, "is this true?"

"She did it first, and she was rough with the children." Huaisheng is accompanied by Uncle Nian in the next lounge.

"What rough! It's you who don't show me children. I'm in a hurry... "Ma Yincui raised her voice to suppress song Fengwan in volume.

"If this is your son lying in the hospital bed, how dare you pull him like that!" The Song Dynasty was late and gentle.

"Look at this dead girl. She has a sharp mouth when she's young. I can say that she's playing and kicking at my elder."

"Why am I only doing this to you? Shouldn't you reflect on it?" Song Fengwan said lightly, "you want to see whose approval the child passed. When you lost the child..."

"My son was abducted. Who lost his child?" The woman jumped up from her chair and pointed to song Fengwan.

"Smelly girl, you talk nonsense again, I tear your mouth!" Huang Jianhua suddenly jumped up and said, "it's very reasonable for you to adopt abducted children."

"Whose mouth are you going to tear? Try it." Ten square gas explodes, wish can't press opposite two people on the ground friction.

……

Just when both sides couldn't hold on, the door of the office was suddenly knocked open.

With a dull sound of "bang -" a young man in police uniform appeared at the door.

"Don't you take notes outside? What are you doing in here? " Several people in charge of coordination inside were startled.

"Jing... Jing..." as soon as he raised his hand to point out, two men in black had entered the room and occupied the door. They were in the same black suit and had no expression on their face. It seemed that they rushed into the room with a cold wind.

People on duty in the capital know all about the Beijing family. When they look at their clothes, they can already guess what they are wearing.

It's just that the master usually either listens to the opera or goes fishing. Someone has been on duty in the capital all his life and has never seen this family.

How unlucky it is to meet such evil spirits.

"Here comes the sixth master of Beijing." The police voice with a little tremor, light, but like a heavy hammer, hit everyone's heart.

Just now, there was still a fierce dispute in the room. At the moment, it was quiet. Even the reporter holding the camera turned off the equipment silently.

With the sound of clear footsteps, a handsome man came into the room.

Song Fengwan looked at him, white and black trousers, elegant.

She thought that the Beijing family was a valve. Even if the sixth master of Beijing was not big and rough, he must be angular and sharp. However, he was very elegant.

Fu Shen looks cool and thin. He was born abstinent and cold. He is beautiful with a trace of softness, but he doesn't make people feel feminine. His nose and eyebrows are all fine.

Slender eyebrows and eyes, the shape is very beautiful, calm black eyes, seemingly inadvertently looked at the room, looking at the flow, there is a kind of indescribable look, a touch of lip color, just like an ancient painting outlines dansha, this person's beauty is almost breathtaking.

His temperament is rebellious and lofty, and his style is natural.

Rao Shi was born handsome, which can't be ignored.

Song Fengwan looks at him. This is the sixth master of Beijing in northern Sichuan——

Jinghanchuan.

"Sixth master." Shifang got up in a hurry to make room for him.

Jing Hanchuan nodded and sat down, but because she was close to song Fengwan, she could smell the faint smell of this person, like snow in winter, a little cold.

He nodded slightly at Song Fengwan, more than polite.

"Just now I heard someone outside say whose mouth to tear?" He has a very nice voice, with a Beijing accent of the old school. He has a lot of flavor.

The opposite couple, who had ever seen such a battle, was scared to silence for a moment.

"Sixth master..." a middle-aged man in police uniform trotted in.

"Vice president Huang." All the policemen in the room stood up in awe.

The man stopped by Huang's deputy bureau raised his hand and wiped the sweat on his forehead. Suddenly, he received a call from Jing Hanchuan, which really scared him.

"I'll take care of it."

"Well, you're looking for this man. You can't bully us outsiders just because you know acquaintances." Ma Yincui thought that there was a reporter behind her, "be careful, I'll expose you!"

"Stop it." The woman reporter sitting beside her quickly dissuaded her.

It's said that Mr. Fu is merciful, but after all, he is a decent businessman. His family is there and he won't do anything openly. He is really cruel.

Jinghanchuan slowly hooked the corner of his mouth, "if I really want to bully you, I have a way to wipe you quietly."

His eyebrows and eyes were dyed with smile, but his voice was deeply cold. Ma Yincui was too scared to speak again.

"The child involved in this incident has something to do with me, because someone called the police and said that I was responsible for the case when an abandoned child was found." Vice Bureau Huang speaks with a loud voice.

"What is bullying outsiders? Since I have something to do with this case, is it inappropriate for me to preside over this case?"

"It's against the law to slander public officials. Madam, I ask you to pay attention to what you say!" Vice Bureau Huang hums coldly.

The couple were silent for a moment, even a little flustered between their eyebrows.

They are not stupid, now those reporters dare not lift the equipment, this matter is no longer dominated by them.

"I have a general understanding of the process. You said the child was abducted, but according to our understanding, the child was abandoned on the mountain at that time."

"At that time, we sent out many police forces to look for them, but they failed. We were going to send them to the orphanage before they were adopted by master Pudu."

"Not to mention whether the person who abandoned the child was a trafficker or you, master Purdue adopted the child through formal and legal procedures."

"No matter what happens to adults, do you think your behavior is legal even if you are his biological parents when you snatch children so blatantly?" Vice Bureau Huang's tone is strong, because wearing police uniform adds a bit of momentum.

The two opposite, seeing the police, were already a little counselled. Now they were questioned, and their voices trembled. "We just wanted to see him. After seeing him, we couldn't help but want to get close to him..."

"Didn't you say it was because your son couldn't wait for his life?" Song Fengwan sneered.

There's not a word of truth in my mouth.

"Comrades of the police, their own flesh and blood have been exiled for so many years, and no one can control them." The woman reporter spoke again.

Song Fengwan asked, "I haven't asked you yet. As a reporter, shouldn't you stop me at this time? Can you still shoot the video without fear? Don't you feel guilty?"

"I..." the woman reporter was speechless.

"You guys..." vice Bureau Huang pointed to the couple and a group of reporters, "all follow me back to the police station for investigation."

"Comrades of the police..." as soon as the couple heard that they were going to the police station, they immediately counseled.

"You..." vice Bureau Huang looked at Song Fengwan.

"I'll go back with you. There are old people and children here. They are really scared. Let them go back first." Shifang gets up.

"Yes." Vice Bureau Huang nodded, and the tutorial class was monitored everywhere. The fact is very clear, but the established process still needs to go, so we must go back and make a record.

As soon as a group of reporters were ready to go out, they were stopped by the Beijing family.

"What are you doing?" The female reporter turned white with fright.

After all, there are rumors that the sixth master of Beijing killed people without blinking an eye.

"Things stay." Jinghanchuan looks at them.

In front of him, several reporters shivered and handed over all the memory cards, recording equipment and everything. After being checked by the Beijing family, they were taken away by the police.

Jing Hanchuan got up and looked at Song Fengwan, "let's go. I'll take you home."

Song Fengwan nodded.

**

When the car arrived in Yunjin capital, jinghanchuan didn't leave. Instead, he had tea and waited for Fu Chen to come back. He was slow and calm.

His eyes fell on song Fengwan, slightly frowning, "how old are you this year?"

"It's my 18th birthday."

Jing Hanchuan looks down at the tea in the cup. He is one year younger than Fu Chen. He should be called her sister-in-law, but

Let him call a minor sister-in-law?

It's good for an old cow to eat tender grass.