This was the first time Du Kang went to the police station. Of course, the registration did not count. Although it was already late at night, the place was still very lively. As soon as he entered the room, it was full of people coming and going. The air was filled with the unique smell of fast food.
The middle-aged policeman walked in front, and many people greeted him. From their conversation, Du Kang knew that this man's surname was Song, and he was the director of the police station.
"Young man, come with me. I have something to say to you."
Du Kang was not locked up with those punks, but he was called to the office by Song Suo.
As soon as he entered the office, Du Kang had a simple judgment of Song Suo. Although the room was very clean, the things were arranged randomly. To put it bluntly, it was a mess. In front of the sofa, there was a small chess table, a game of chess, and two cups of herbal tea.
Song Suo took off his hat and threw it on the sofa. He went to pour some water and asked Du Kang to take a seat. "Hey, young man, you are Du Kang, right? Sit down. Don't be nervous when you're here. Let's talk slowly. Come, drink a cup of water first."
Du Kang took a cup of warm water from Song Suo and looked at the smiling middle-aged uncle in front of him. He muttered in his heart, "Officials are all like this. One thing to the face, another thing behind the back, and talk slowly. Do you really think I don't know that those who resist will be punished by going home for the New Year, and those who confess will be given a lenient prison sentence?"
Song Suo seemed to have guessed what Du Kang was thinking. He took a sip of water and sat on the desk. He crossed his arms and looked at Du Kang. "Young man, I know what you are thinking in your heart. I have to say that young people these days are becoming more and more resistant to us."
"Huh?
What do you mean? I don't understand. I had no choice just now. It should be considered self-defense, right? "
Du Kang held the paper cup with both hands and pretended not to understand Song Suo's words. He looked like an innocent primary school student.
Song Suo smiled, got up, and walked behind his desk. He put the glass of water on the table, picked up a tablet, and waved it in front of Du Kang. "This is the surveillance video of the incident. Whether you were acting in self-defense or not, it's not up to you or me to decide. Everything depends on evidence."
"Then …" Du Kang Weiwei frowned and looked at Song Suo, who seemed gentle but was actually unfathomable. She couldn't figure out why he called her into his office alone.
"Do you know Young Master Ye Zilong?"
Song Suo lowered his head and swiped the tablet. He asked casually, but this sentence was like a bolt from the blue to Du Kang's ears.
"I get it, I get it. It's all because of him!"
The problem that had been bothering Du Kang was finally solved. Whether it was Ma Zhiyue's sudden attack or Hai Long's provocation, it was all because of Ye Zilong.
"I don't have any deep hatred with him. Why did he do this? Is it because of the little conflict between us in Medical University?"
"At first glance, I can tell that you're a smart person. At least, you're not an idiot. You should understand what I mean." Song Suo sat on the swivel chair and raised his eyebrows. He smiled and looked at Du Kang who was in a daze. "Ye Zilong is the only son of the Ye Family. You should know what kind of existence the Ye Family has in Cangcheng. I also checked your family background just now."
"Ordinary families have a father and sister at home. Parents divorced when they were young," Song Suo said and paused. He took out his phone to answer a call. He hummed twice and hung up. His expression was a little gloomy. He didn't know what happened again. "You stay here and don't go out. I have something to deal with. Wait a moment."
After Song Suo finished speaking, he got up, pushed the door open and walked out. Only Du Kang was left in the office. He looked around the office and found that there were no surveillance cameras on the surface. As for whether there were pinhole cameras or something like that, he didn't know.
"Did he really go out to do something, or did he have other purposes? What did he mean by mentioning Ye Zilong? Is he on Ye Zilong's side?" Thinking of this, Du Kang couldn't help but touch the tip of his nose. "Maybe. The Ye Zilong has connections with both the legal and illegal forces in Cangcheng. It's normal for them to be friends with this Song Suo. If Ye Zilong really wants to mess with me, it'll be really difficult."
Du Kang was sitting on the sofa and letting his imagination run wild when he heard a commotion in the corridor outside. It seemed that someone had broken in.
"F * ck, is it Sister Chu who came to save me?"
Du Kang's first reaction was Weiwei. He touched his waist and took out the Octupole Blast. He strode to the door and reached out to pull it out. However, he found that the office door was locked from the outside by Song Suo.
"F * ck, what does this mean!"
Hearing that it was getting more and more chaotic outside, Du Kang was so anxious that he couldn't care less. He lifted his leg and kicked the door open with a click. Du Kang rushed into the corridor and saw a lot of people in the reception hall from afar. There were policemen and plainclothes. He didn't know what was going on.
Du Kang found a high place to stand and looked into the crowd. He found that a large group of women were shouting at Song Suo. It was so messy that he couldn't understand what they were talking about.
After listening for a long time, Du Kang finally figured out a little. Those women were the family members of the punks who had just been beaten by him. They came here for him and kept asking him, the one who beat them, to pay for medical expenses, lost working time, and mental damage. They also asked him to make a public apology.
Listening to these women, Du Kang was so angry that he was amused. He shook his head with a wry smile and jumped down from the high place. When no one noticed him, he sneaked back to the office.
"Hey, what's wrong with my door?"
After more than half an hour, Song Suo, who was tired and sweaty and thirsty, returned to the office. When he arrived at the door, he found that his office door was broken.
As a policeman for so many years, he could tell at a glance that it was kicked from the inside. He pushed the door into the room, loosened the collar with his fingers, sat down on the sofa, and took a long breath.
"Oh my god, this group of old women are too unreasonable."
"What are you going to do?
Lock me up or release me? "Du Kang got up and poured a glass of water for Song Suo. Watching him drink the water, he asked with a smile.
"What do you think?"
"But … I was defending myself. I am the victim, okay?" Du Kang pointed outside the door. "It was those bastards who went to my shop and beat me."
"So?" Song Suo looked up at Du Kang.
"So you should release me!" Du Kang couldn't help but stand up from the sofa.
"But you are not injured. What about those people? They are all lightly injured. What do you think I should do?"
Song Suo said helplessly. He got up and patted Du Kang on the shoulder. He comforted him. "Don't worry. It's only seven days. I will tell them and they won't embarrass you."