Chapter: 4437
However, Xiao Changkun's pain is pain, but he can't look at the gap between himself and He Yuanjiang objectively, so he has been aggrieved all the time, hating He Yuanjiang for taking away the love of his life, and even more hating Han Meiqing for empathizing.
However, now that he heard Ye Chen's heart-pounding words, he finally came to his senses, and finally realized the gap between himself and He Yuanjiang.
Thinking of his opponent, who is completely crushing him, Xiao Changkun felt sad and cried like a child.
Ye Chen was about to take advantage of the situation to comfort her, but Xiao Churan suddenly rushed out of the elevator and said anxiously: "Husband, something happened! Mom called 110 and started arguing with the police!"
"Arguing with the police?!"
Ye Chen asked in surprise, "Why did Mom argue with the police?"
Xiao Churan said in a panic: "I don't know. Mom said she needed to go to the bathroom, so I helped her in, and then she came out. Then I heard her talking on the phone inside, and her tone became more and more agitated. Finally I got into a quarrel with him, and said that he is not worthy of being a policeman..."
Ye Chen hurriedly said, "I'll go and have a look."
After finishing speaking, he looked at Xiao Changkun and said seriously: "Dad, you should digest what I just said. If you feel uncomfortable, I will tell you again later."
Xiao Changkun muttered depressingly: "Forget it...don't sprinkle salt on my wound arrogantly...no...what you sprinkled isn't salt, it's sulfuric acid!"
Ye Chen shook his head helplessly: "Then you can figure it out for yourself, I'll go up and have a look first."
After all, Ye Chen and Xiao Churan took the elevator to the third floor together.
Before entering Ma Lan's bedroom, I heard Ma Lan yelling loudly in the bathroom: "Aren't you the police? Why can't you take care of it? I've already told you the evidence so clearly, why don't you arrest people?! "
Ye Chen heard the other party say on the phone: "Ma'am, this kind of situation is really not enough to be a fraud. We can't file a case to arrest people. If everyone just makes up a story on the Internet, our police will arrest them. This is a moral issue, not a legal issue."
Ma Lan said furiously: "She lied to other people's money! If she didn't lie to other people's money, how could she afford to buy a Mercedes-Benz big G?! My son-in-law told me that the car she drove cost at least two dollars. Bailaiwan, this is considered a huge fraud case in the law, right?! You should arrest him and sentence her to life imprisonment!"
"Ma'am..." The operator on the other side said very patiently: "We have checked with the platform side about the problem you just reported, and the platform side reported that the money she earned is reasonable and legal, and has been represented by the platform. Paying withholding personal income tax, the things she sells online are also regular and qualified products produced by regular manufacturers, so you say that she is involved in fraud, which is not supported by any evidence. How can we file a case without evidence? ? The law is no joke!"
Ma Lan scolded angrily: "She made up stories to lie! She said on the Internet that her husband and son were paralyzed in bed in a car accident. That is a lie. Her husband and son were not paralyzed in a car accident at all, they were paralyzed by beatings." !"
The other party said helplessly: "Even if what you said is true, the responsibility lies with the beating party, not her. Unless her husband and her son were paralyzed by him, we would not be able to arrest her." .�
"You..." Ma Lan gasped and yelled hysterically, "I think you are deliberately covering her up! You know she broke the law but you don't arrest her. What is your intention?"
The other party also seemed to give up explaining to her, and said, "Ma'am, we really can't file a case for the problem reported, so please don't continue, because this matter takes up public resources, if you can find tangible evidence of her crime , then you are welcome to provide it to our public security organ, as long as there is some proof that she does have a problem, then we will definitely file a case for investigation!"
"Otherwise, if it's just one person making a phone call and saying that another person is involved in a crime without any evidence and asking us to arrest him, how many people do we have to arrest every day to solve this problem? What's more, if we really file a case and find out that the other person is Those who were wronged, we will not let go of the person who reported the false police, and will pursue the other party's legal responsibility when the time comes."
As soon as Ma Lan heard that she might be held accountable, she immediately panicked.
She has been in prison several times, and she has been in prison in the United States. In all fairness, although the days of ghosts and sorrows in Bedford Hills Correctional Institution are like gods, but if she is really allowed to go in again, she is absolutely dare not.
So, she could only sneer bitterly: "I think you are trying to cover up that bastard surnamed Qian! When I find the evidence, I will report it to your higher authorities and file a complaint with you!"
After speaking, he immediately hung up the phone.
Xiao Churan knocked on the bathroom door at this time, and asked, "Mom, what's wrong with you?"
Ma Lan said angrily inside: "I'm about to die of fucking rage!"
Xiao Churan signaled Ye Chen to avoid it, went into the bathroom by himself, and helped Ma Lan out.
As soon as Ma Lan went out, she saw Ye Chen waiting outside the door, and immediately scolded angrily: "Good son-in-law! I know how the hell Qian Hongyan turned around! That stinky shameless Damn bitches, they actually set up a live broadcast on the Internet!"
As she said that, she said more emotionally: "Do you know how shameless she is? She put the mobile phone in Xiao Changqian and Xiao Hailong's bedroom, and let Xiao Changqian and Xiao Hailong lie on the bed like a vegetable, and the work is over And let that dead old lady bend over with her and feed the two of them!" JrNovels.com