After Ba Ling confessed to her relatives, the little cannon fodder became Bai Fumei

The door was slammed, making Su Peipei, who was already crazy, even more crazy, and said hysterically, "Get out, get out of here..."

The people outside looked at each other, not knowing what to do for a while.

"Let's go..." Someone suggested.

No one likes to be abused. In an instant, the people at the door dispersed, and each went about his own business. They all get paid by paperwork, and get paid for more work. If they have that time, they might as well do more work.

However, today is not destined to be a safe day.

The few people had just sat down, before the buttocks were warm, the courtyard door was kicked open, and a team of policemen broke in.

"The police were handling the case. Everyone stopped what they were doing and came to line up in the yard."

The workers in the workshop had never seen such a battle, and they were so frightened that they immediately came out to line up.

Zhang Bing saw that the master was not in the team, and immediately asked, "Where is Su Peipei?"

"Yes, in the room." Someone pointed to one of the rooms.

Zhang Bing looked at the closed door, stepped forward and knocked on the door, "Open the door, the police are handling the case, open the door quickly..."

After knocking several times, there was still no movement in the room. Zhang Bing became impatient, stepped back a few steps, and kicked with one impact.

"boom!"

The door of the room was knocked down, revealing the scene inside.

Everyone outside the courtyard also stretched their heads, wanting to see the situation inside.

"Su Peipei, we received a report from the public and came to investigate the case. Now, please go and stand in the yard." Zhang Bing said expressionlessly, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

Su Peipei finally came back to his senses, stood up pretending to be calm, and tried to turn his head, "Who, who reported it? We are a sub-workshop under the textile factory. We specialize in making garments. We operate legally. Certificates complete……"

The more she spoke, the lower her voice became, and the whole person panicked.

Documents, her documents are all in the space, they are gone, they are all gone...

"Please hand over your documents and account books."

At this time, the other party's voice was like a poisonous snake, specifically picking at her vital points to bite.

Su Peipei pursed her lips and remained silent, thinking of countermeasures in her mind. Her trembling hands had already exposed her uneasiness.

Seeing that she was not moving, Zhang Bing didn't talk nonsense to her. He turned around and gave instructions at the door, "Count the quantity of the goods and find out the ledger."

"Comrade Public Security, I, I know where the ledger is?" Someone in the crowd weakly raised their hands.

Zhang Bing was overjoyed, but his face was still serious, "Very well, I will give you credit for providing effective clues.

You too, if you have something to explain, hurry up, we will find out something by ourselves later..."

"Let me explain..." Someone rolled his eyes and immediately raised his hand to signal.

A policeman stepped forward with a notebook in his hand and led him aside to speak.

If there is one breaking power, there will be a lot of follow-ups behind.

"I also have something to say..."

One by one.

"Everyone line up." Satisfied, Zhang Bing looked at Su Peipei again and said, "Please be honest."

Su Peipei pursed her lips and said nothing, only hoping that she could hear the movement in the front yard and come to rescue her quickly.

Seeing her like this, Zhang Bing snorted coldly, and stepped forward to put her on his arm.

"What are you doing, I didn't commit a crime, why do you carry me..."

Unfortunately, no one heeded her call at all.

A group of people quickly checked the battlefield goods and ledger roughly, and it was indeed wrong.

"Taking all the goods away is evidence of a crime."

Zhang Bing waved his hand and almost emptied the yard.

Su Peipei was taken away, and there were too many other workers, so they could only leave their contact information and let them go to the police station to record their statements.

Asking for recommendations, asking for praise, and rushing to the street again, begging for shame..., more heartfelt