Who taught you to be a recruit like this?

Chapter 1164 A police officer of your rank has no right to investigate me!

Chaoyang District, police station.

Mediterranean had the lady wait outside, then walked in with a guard.

At the entrance, the police officer on duty saw two soldiers walk in and stood up in confusion to ask what was going on.

"Hello, comrades, what can I do for you?"

“I can’t talk to you, I’m going to see your director.”

Mediterranean just glanced at him casually and said nothing more, looking quite arrogant.

The man playing the bodyguard yelled at the young policeman, "You have no sense at all! Quickly arrange a meeting room and call your station chief over. Can you take responsibility for delaying national affairs?"

The young police officer glanced back at his colleagues, and a more astute older officer quickly sent him away to find the station chief.

The elderly police officer warmly invited the two into the reception room and served them fine cigarettes and tea.

Curious, he inquired about their purpose: "Comrades from the military, what important matter do you have that you need to see our director?"

Mediterranean, with a cigarette between his fingers, was immediately approached by the guard who lit it with a lighter: "Hey, let me ask you something. A couple of days ago, didn't you arrest a young man named Zhang San?"

"Zhang San?"

The veteran police officer recalled, "It seems like that happened. Is there a problem?"

Mediterranean slammed his hand on the table and pointed at the other person: "What's the problem? You're asking me what the problem is? Just release him right now!"

The veteran police officer, after all, has a wealth of experience in handling cases. He may not have seen countless people, but he is also adept at reading people's expressions and demeanor.

Judging from his words and actions after entering, and his tendency to blow his beard, glare, and slam his fist on the table at the drop of a hat, he didn't seem like a military officer at all, but rather a gangster.

But he wasn't sure for the time being. Fortunately, the director had served in the military before, so he should be able to figure out the situation when he arrived.

Just then, the door was pushed open, and the director walked in from the outside, looking a little dazed.

He was writing a report in his office when he heard a report that a senior colonel had arrived.

At first, the director thought it was someone from his old unit visiting him and playing a joke on him.

But when he walked in and saw these two guys who had no manners at all, he immediately frowned.

"What's the matter?"

"You're the director?"

"Well, it's me."

"I am now ordering you, as the head of headquarters, to release Zhang San immediately! That young man is involved in a state-secret military research project; he is an indispensable talent for the military!"

Upon hearing this, the director was completely confused: "There are many headquarters units, which unit are you from?"

Mediterranean remained silent, smoking, but the bodyguard next to him spoke up: "Our commander is the head of the Joint Staff, responsible for coordinating and unifying the operational, exercise, confrontation, and training plans of various theater commands."

"At the same time, I am in charge of the progress of state secret military industrial projects. I hope you can cooperate and do me a favor."

The station chief glanced at the veteran police officer beside him, who also looked somewhat confused.

These two don't look like real soldiers at first glance.

But the fake can never become the real, and the real can never become the fake.

Over the years, they have encountered some cases of people impersonating soldiers to swindle and deceive, but no one should be stupid enough to walk into the line of fire, right?

The director continued, "Then, could you show me your identification?"

The Mediterranean man, with a stern face, asked, "What do you mean? Do you suspect we're imposters?"

"That's not what I meant."

"Are you guys kidding me? Does anyone still dare to fake it these days?"

"Then, could you introduce yourself?"

"What's there to explain? Don't you understand state secrets? Release them now, we'll talk about it later!"

The more the director listened to this, the more unreliable it seemed: "Zhang San committed a crime, and we detained him according to normal procedures. Since you want us to cooperate, you must show us your identification and the corresponding orders."

Mediterranean slammed his fist on the table again: "A lowly policeman like you has no right to check my identification!"

"So, what's your name? We'd like to verify your identity over the phone?"

"You are not qualified!"

Mediterranean clearly understood some of the ins and outs of the military: "If there's an inspection, it should be done by the garrison command, by the military!"

While calming the other party down, the station chief prepared to have someone make a phone call to summon someone from the garrison to verify the other party's identity.

Although I used to be a soldier, now that I've transferred to the public security system, I really can't verify the detention of an active-duty officer.

Even if 99% of it is fake, as long as 1% is true, he cannot act recklessly.

If we make a mistake, we'll be in big trouble.

Meanwhile, the Mediterranean had already realized that the situation was getting out of control.

He thought he could use his special identity to intimidate the other party, and once he got the person out, he could immediately get the money and leave.

As for whether they will arrest Zhang San again after they realize what's happening, that's none of their business.

It was precisely because the profit was so huge, with a final payment of 1.3 million, that they took the risk.

"Forget it, I can't talk to you guys, I'm going out to make a phone call!"

After saying that, Mediterranean was about to leave, but the director and his men tried their best to stop him.

Just as the two sides were at an impasse, the conference room door was pushed open, and Zhuang Ping stood in the doorway with Qin Feng's orders.

He first showed his military officer's ID and an access pass issued by the XX Military Academy to the station chief and the police officers present, indicating his military status.

"I'm here to help verify your identities."

Mediterranean was clearly stunned by this situation.

He looked at the guard, and the guard looked at him.

Both sides assumed the other had a backup plan and had found an outside help?

Mediterranean straightened his ill-fitting uniform and said arrogantly, "These guys are preventing us from leaving and even trying to detain us. Go back and tell the troops to detain them all!"

Zhuang Ping laughed too: "Stop pretending. You're acting, and now you're actually taking it seriously?"

He looked at the director: "No need to guess, these two are 100% fake soldiers. I followed them all the way from the coffee shop. They're just two con artists."

The moment their identities were exposed, the two rushed out desperately, and Zhuang Ping grabbed the guard and knocked him down.

But Mediterranean, taking advantage of his size, shoved past several people and charged out like a boar that had been set free.

The station chief shouted from behind, "Stop him! Stop him!"

That guy moved very quickly, rushing from the corridor to the service hall, with the main entrance right in front of him.

Suddenly, a military vehicle with the words "Police and Military Police" printed on it stopped straight at the entrance.

Hou Haifeng, who got out of the car, and two police officers in silver hats immediately locked onto their target and swarmed him to take him down.

.......

Ten minutes later, Zhuang Ping called Qin Feng to report the situation.

When Hou Haifeng learned that the captain was Qin Feng's bodyguard, he immediately came over.

I'd like to take this opportunity to express my sincere gratitude and also to inquire about how the date is going.

But as soon as I dialed the number, I heard someone on the other end of the line, who seemed to be shopping in a mall, with salespeople laughing and praising me.

"Sir, your girlfriend looks stunning in this outfit. We're having a promotion right now, three items for 12% off..."

.......

"Holy crap!" Zhuang Ping was dumbfounded: "Didn't the commander say it was just a formality, to return a favor? A coffee and she's your girlfriend? Now you're shopping for clothes with her. What's next? You'll be asking for social security and housing fund, ugh, dowry and gold jewelry?"

"Holy crap!" Hou Haifeng exclaimed even more excitedly, "It's done so quickly! It's truly fate! Birds of a feather flock together!"

"Chief/Nephew-in-law, you go ahead and do your work. We'll talk later!"

"What's this mess?"

After hanging up the phone, Qin Feng was completely bewildered.

How come this day has been so chaotic and disorganized?