Official Career Storm-Chapter 1344

After the two left the police station dejectedly, they returned to the hospital.

On the other side, Zhou Jun went to the teahouse owned by Director Ma's nephew and directly spent 500,000 on tea leaves.

Then, in the teahouse, he called Director Ma.

Director Ma relaxedly told him that Zhou Xin would be released tonight and that they could go to the police station to pick him up.

Zhou Jun thanked him profusely and took his wife to the police station.

"Chief Qian."

The couple smiled as they walked over.

Chief Qian asked, "Here to see Zhou Xin?"

Zhou Jun laughed and said, "Yes, I'm here to pick him up."

"Pick him up?" Chief Qian didn't say much and turned to go into the police station.

The couple sat in the police reception area as time ticked by.

At first, they were patient, thinking they would wait at most half an hour before their son would be out.

But as the clock neared midnight, they still hadn't seen their son.

The couple began to feel anxious.

They went to the office, pushed the door open without knocking.

"Chief Qian, are the procedures not done yet?"

"What procedures?"

"The release procedures for my son!"

"Release?" Zhou Jun questioned, "Who told you that Zhou Xin would be released?"

The couple were dumbfounded, and Mrs. Zhou said, "Director Ma..."

Zhou Jun didn't let her finish, immediately pulling her to leave.

He figured it out; something had gone wrong.

Ma Wenhui's order seemed not to have been conveyed.

Yet, Ma Wenhui's tone on the phone didn't seem fake.

There must be something wrong here, and perhaps even Ma Wenhui doesn't know it yet.

"Hello, Director Ma."

"I'm really sorry for disturbing your sleep so late."

"It's fine, I wasn't asleep yet." Ma Wenhui had indeed been asleep, but after all, they had just sent over 500,000, so he wasn't too annoyed by being woken up.

Zhou Jun said, "Director Ma, didn't you make things clear with Chief Qian?"

Ma Wenhui made a puzzled sound, "Your son hasn't come out?"

"Yes, he hasn't come out. Otherwise, I wouldn't be bothering you so late."

"Wait for my call."

Ma Wenhui was also puzzled.

He had asked his subordinates to find those two young men.

As for Chief Qian, although he spoke vaguely, he was sure Qian understood.

What's more, he hadn't made things difficult for him.

The main thing was to settle the two young men and make them withdraw their complaint.

Chief Qian just needed to follow procedure and help them with the withdrawal forms.

This matter wasn't supposed to be troublesome at all.

He called his subordinate and immediately asked, "Did those two hooligans not go to withdraw their complaint?"

The subordinate, woken up, was still a bit groggy.

He sat up, taking a few seconds to understand what was being asked.

"They went."

"Go ask again, the parents just contacted me, and Zhou Xin is still at the police station and hasn't been released."

"Alright, I got it."

The subordinate tossed the phone aside, rubbed his temples, swore, and grabbed his clothes to head out.

Arriving at the hospital, he saw the two young men lying on hospital beds, and the middle-aged policeman was infuriated.

He rushed over, grabbed one young man's hair, dragged him up from the bed, his face full of malice.

The young man, terrified by the middle-aged policeman's actions, asked, "What are you doing?"

The middle-aged policeman restrained the urge to hit him, "I told you to withdraw the complaint. Are you deaf?"

The young man said in panic, "W-we went, but the chief said if we withdraw, it means we filed a false report, and we'd be arrested."

The middle-aged policeman frowned deeply, knowing the issue was with Chief Qian.

He let go, called Ma Wenhui, and quickly reported the situation to him.

After pondering for a few seconds, Ma Wenhui said, "Let them withdraw the complaint. If Chief Qian wants to arrest them, let him."

"Okay."

The middle-aged policeman knew what to do.

He looked again at the panicked young men, "Go to the police station and withdraw the complaint."

The young man replied, "If we withdraw, we'll be arrested..."

"Then stay in there for a few days. I'll give each of you an extra ten thousand."

The middle-aged policeman didn't regard them as human, which enraged the two completely.

Though they feared this middle-aged policeman, they couldn't endure his attitude.

"No!"

"Slap!"

The middle-aged policeman slapped him back onto the hospital bed, pointing at him, "Rephrase and say it again, are you going or not?"

The young man, his dignity brought out by the slap, shouted stubbornly, "No!"

"Slap!"

The middle-aged policeman grabbed his neck, slapping him repeatedly, grinding his dignity into the ground.

Even a rabbit will bite when it's cornered, let alone young men in their twenties.

The young man wanted to fight back, but his slender build was no match for the middle-aged policeman, and his struggles were in vain.

"Screw you!"

The young man from the other bed cursed loudly, jumped up, and rushed forward, grabbing from behind and choking him tightly.

The middle-aged policeman didn't expect these two lowlifes to dare fight back, dare to lay hands on him.

For a moment, his anger over them not listening to him was replaced by a new fury.

Reaching back, he grabbed the young man by the hair, crouched, arched his back, and flipped him over.

With a thud, the young man hit the ground, groaning in pain, his arms instinctively letting go.

The middle-aged policeman adjusted his collar, his facial muscles twitching, nostrils flaring, then stomped on the young man's head fiercely.

A nurse ran over upon hearing the noise, and upon seeing this scene, she shouted, "What's going on here, this is a hospital, no fighting!"

This voice snapped the middle-aged policeman's rage back to reality.

He glanced at the young man on the floor only breathing out, and another on the bed covered in blood, then turned and reprimanded, "Police business, get out!"

"You're police?" The nurse looked doubtful, he didn't look like it at all.

It wasn't until the middle-aged policeman showed his badge that she believed it.

"Even if you're police, you can't beat people, you're breaking the law," the young nurse was quite bold, unafraid to express her opinion even toward the police.

The middle-aged policeman pointed at his neck, "They assaulted an officer."

However, his explanation still didn't convince the nurse.

After all, this was a hospital.

How could these two patients just attack a police officer for no reason?

Besides, why are you here anyway?

But since there were no cameras in the ward, even if the nurse had doubts, she couldn't say much.

She merely reminded, "No more hitting," before leaving the ward.

After the nurse left, the middle-aged policeman picked the young man off the floor, tossing him onto the bed.

Then he pulled up a chair, lit a cigarette, took a couple of puffs, and said, "I'll give you two choices."

"First, go withdraw the complaint at the police station now."

"Second, I'll take you back on charges of assaulting an officer."

The middle-aged policeman didn't notice the young man on the bed quietly turning on his phone's recording.