Chapter 1909

Extradition.

Plead guilty.

Sentence.

Roche planned step by step.

At this point.

Next to the director has no idea what to do, please? It's no use. Roche will never take care of his son. Moreover, that hateful guy should hold his son responsible.

There is no room for manoeuvre.

Plead guilty.

Close one.

No confession, two.

Obviously.

No matter what calculation method is used, his son's confession is the best result. Escape? If we don't say whether we can escape or not, we will escape. We, as well as our son, will have a lot of bad luck.

"I see."

Roche nodded.

"Can I see Vica?"

"No way."

Roche: "..."

Just want to praise you, the next moment so don't face, forget it, since things have a solution, see is the same, and, eat hard, can also wear a whelk Vica's temper.

At this time.

"Director, the extradition application will be sent to the General Administration soon." The man said again.

Director: "..."

Salt the wound.

Pain.

Take a deep breath.

"I... I will sign as soon as possible, report... The police department. " For extradition, the police department can only contact the U.S. side for extradition if their general administration has the right to handle it.

After that.

The two left the branch office.

Get in the car.

Roche looks at the director.

"You know what to do?"

"Yes."

"That's good. Don't worry. He will come out soon." Now, the most important thing is to keep Vica out of jail, or the family's face will not be guaranteed even if it is later fished out, Roche said.

"Thank you!"

The director is bitter.

Here.

A case can't be eliminated. Originally, I wanted my son to study abroad and enter the police system. Now it seems that there is no hope. This black spot will accompany my son's life.

Wash it off?

Oh!

It's not easy.

。。。

"And accomplices?"

All the families were surprised for a while. This case really involves a lot. It also involves the director's son and requires extradition. It's just that the good play is about to end. It's a pity.

"Let them pause."

"Yes."

This is it.

Ruowika.

So.

It's not intended to be leaked out. It can reduce the pressure of the branch office and watch the big show. However, if there is one more principal offender, the situation will be reversed, and then there will be some action, which is of little use. Let alone.

"I thought there was a big play."

"Yes."

"Be content. It's not easy to let Vica in."

"Mm-hmm."

“。。。”

Although we are disappointed, we are also used to it. Over the years, there are countless people who want to see Sutuo family jokes, but they still can laugh till now. Therefore, disappointment is the norm.

It's rare to see a play.

。。。

The sutos.

"Pa!"

When the old man patted the table, Roche was shocked.

"Bastard."

"How dare you be so presumptuous when we don't exist?" Of course, when the anger returns to Qi, the matter still needs to be solved, "let the kid go back to China to plead guilty, get Vica out, and then straighten him out."

"Yes, father."

Said Roche.

This matter.

After all, it made the suoto family face dark.

"Who is the victim?"

"I don't know."

"You... You The old man blew his beard hard and went there. He didn't even know who the victim was or what the situation was. It's really enough. How about my crutch?

"The file is in the branch office for the time being and cannot be accessed."

Said Roche weakly.

"All right."

What else to say.

The old man put down his crutches and said, "let's solve the current problem first."

"Yes."

。。。

"Dang!"

Branch office.

Vica was shut, holding the iron door, looking out, and for a moment, he thought... If only there was a mobile phone, how could such a meaningful moment not be recorded.

"Hello."

Vica called out to the distant guard.

Hear the cry.

The guard turned.

"Why?"

"A cigarette."

"No."

"Hungry."

"It's not dinner time." Finish saying, also ignore Vica, handsome left back, disappeared in Vica's vision, this can make Vica angry, do I have basic human rights?

Asshole.

Angry.

One foot.

He kicked on the iron door.

"Bang!"

To Vica's surprise, the whole iron gate fell.

“。。。”

Vica has a big mouth. I... When have I got so much strength that I can kick down the iron gate? Look at your legs and breathe the air of freedom, Vica decided.

---Pretend I didn't do it.

"Shh!"

Whistling.

The next moment.

I saw several police officers running over. "Do you want to escape?" Then, without giving Viktor a chance to speak at all, several people rushed to him and laid him on the ground.

"Ka!"

Handcuffs up.

"It hurts."

One hand is pressing his head, his face is on the ground, and his hand is twisted violently. At the moment, Vica is dumby, shouting, "I didn't want to escape, but the door broke."

However.

Nobody listened.

Soon.

He was taken to the interrogation room again.

"Why escape?"

"I didn't."

"What's the matter with that foot?"

"Me.. It's just a kick of anger. " Vica's face is still sore now, and her wrist is a little swollen. She wants to cry. I'm calling on someone to offend me. One kick is equal to kicking her face.

"Really?"

"Absolutely."

"That door."

"I will accompany you, ten times, no, 100 times compensation. Your facilities are a little old. I think it's time to update them. In this way, when I go out, I will donate 100000 dollars to the branch office for repair."

Vica quickly promised.

Listen.

Nod the other way.

"Well, it looks like a misunderstanding."

Next.

Vica was taken back to the guardhouse.

"How is it collective?"

There are several people in it. Vica doesn't want to go in.

"The door of the single room was broken by you. It's the only one." Said, no matter whether Vica would like to or not, directly push in, click, close the door, leave, how Vica shouted useless.

All right.

Collective is collective.

Turn around.

Vica looked at five men and frowned. At first sight, these people were the bottom of the society. They were dirty and had a strange smell. Vica fan his nose and wanted to find a place to sit.

A sweep.

"You, go ahead."

When he came to a man, he sat next to the wall, where there was still light. For these people, Vica's sense of superiority is very strong. It's your blessing that you can share a room with me.

Hum!

It stinks.

However.

This sense of superiority did not last for three seconds.

"Pa!"

In a flash of black shadow, Vica was unable to find the north of the fan. After hitting the wall, she fell to the ground directly. Her face was swollen and her mouth was sweet. When she was absorbed, Vica could not help screaming, "you are so cheap."

Not finished.

"Bang!"

"Pa!"

"Ouch."

"Ah!"

"No."

“。。。”

Without any discussion, Vica was greeted by several people for a while. A minute later, "what are you doing? Stop. No beating." Vica seemed to hear the angel's call.

Whoops!

My handsome face and flowing hair are gone.

It hurts so much.