Chapter 684: Highest level diplomatic representative

The lawyer was puzzled and left the police station full of doubts.

At noon, the deputy director returned from a meeting. After inquiring, he

learned that Li Qiao was still in the detention room.

"She refuses to leave?"

The officer handling the case nodded embarrassedly, “Ming’s attorney is here

in the morning. I listen to her, and it seems to be... let Ming Lao come and

invite her personally before he is willing to leave.”

The deputy director sneered, "Then let her wait."

Regardless of Ming Lao’s position in Pama, even the Shang Patriarch of the

first noble family had to call his father-in-law when he saw Ming Lao.

This young girl is afraid that she does not know the cruelty of society.

In the independent emirate of Pama, I still dare to make times, and there will

be times when she will cry in the future.

……

Two hours later, the old city district police station received an

accountability call from the Emirates.

The deputy chief was originally sitting in the office and the old ** was

drinking tea. There was a knock on the door outside. Before he could answer,

the police officer handling the case pushed the door anxiously and reported,

"Deputy Bureau, something has happened."

"What's the matter?"

The deputy chief saw the police officer panicking, and put on an adjutant

admonishment admonishment: "How many times have you said it, as a police

officer, you must be calm and calm. You can't..."

The police officer did not dare to delay, forcibly cut off his words, and

hurriedly said: "Deputy Bureau, something serious happened. The Emirates just

called and said that we have imprisoned high-ranking people from a friendly

country and violated the Foreign Relations Law. They have already sent people.

Come over to make negotiations, let us prepare the materials and basis for

detention."

The deputy director shook his hand, and hot tea was spilled on the police

pants, "You, say, what, what?"

The House of Chiefs is the highest authority in Parma. Calling directly to

account for it, one can imagine how serious the matter is.

The police officer handling the case was earthy, holding the doorknob tightly,

“Deputy Bureau, it’s true, the people from the Emirates and the friendly

embassy will be here soon. What should I do, do you want to notify the chief?”

"The director can't be contacted on vacation, don't be stunned, go and

investigate quickly, who is a high-level person from a friendly country among

the suspects in custody, go quickly."

The deputy chief had no time to take care of the tea stains on the police

pants, so he put down the water cup and urged the police officers to adjust

the files as soon as possible.

The matter is so big that he cannot tolerate his luck.

High-ranking people from friendly countries, foreign relations law, embassy

negotiations...

These words can kill him when taken out alone, let alone put them together, it

is like a reminder.

Ten minutes later, three detention materials were placed on the table in the

conference room.

The deputy director sweated coldly, wiped his face, turned over the

information and looked at it, "Are you sure there are only three copies?"

Several police officers who handled the case stood opposite him and nodded

nervously, “Deputy Bureau, the Emirates did not say which friend country it

is, but we have checked and only these three persons in custody are of foreign

nationality.”

The deputy bureau looked at the detention materials and evidence, and the

tense mood relaxed a lot.

These three people are all eligible for detention, one is a drug trafficker

from the United States, one is a British emperor who is provoking trouble, and

the other is an Australian police officer.

The deputy bureau wiped his sweat, put the information on the table, and

heaved a sigh of relief. “They are all criminals. Even if the embassy comes,

we have a legitimate reason to refuse to negotiate.”

Hearing the sound, the officer handling the case exchanged his sights

privately, still feeling uneasy.

If it is really a criminal, how can the Chiefs have the face to be held

accountable?

Except for these three people, there are indeed no other international

friends.

……

Approaching noon, the deputy bureau had completely let go of his worries. He

glanced at his watch from time to time, and seemed impatient to wait.

A few more minutes later, the auxiliary police came to report that the cars of

the Emirates and the embassy had arrived.

The deputy chief tugged at the police uniform, looked at his police rank

epaulettes left and right, and walked calmly and confidently to the front of

the police station to greet him.

"Speaker Ning, hello, hello, come here, we are welcome."

The deputy director enthusiastically stepped forward and tried to shake hands

with the other party. He was smiling, but he was shocked.

Unexpectedly, the Chief’s Mansion had sent the Chief’s younger brother, Ning

Yuanyang, who was then the Speaker of the House.

At this time, the upright and solemn Ning Yuanyang just glanced at him

perfunctorily, then opened his hand to the person beside him, and introduced:

"This is the ambassador to the Embassy of Myanmar, Mr. Sayben."

The deputy director was shocked twice.

This ** is the highest-level diplomatic representative of the embassy.

Ning Yuanyang ignored the shock of the deputy director, and made an inviting

gesture to Sayben, "Mr. Sa, please inside."

Saiben’s eyes are piercing, and his orthodox black suit and white shirt reveal

the etiquette and arrogance of diplomatic envoys.

In the reception room, the deputy director ordered two cups of tea and handed

out three more files. Standing at the corner of the table, he smiled and said,

"President Ning, the information of the three friends from our police station

detained up to today are all available. Here, you two...Look at it first."

Ning Yuanyang flipped it through, and Saiben also picked it up and looked at

it.

In just a few seconds, Sayben’s face became very ugly. The other party spoke

fluent Pama, his tone was very blunt, "Speaker Ning, what does this mean?"

Ning Yuanyang raised his hand to signal him to be safe, and turned his eyes to

the deputy director, then knocked on the table, "Are you sure there are only

these three people?"

"That's right." The deputy director beat a drum in his heart, fearing that the

diplomatic relations between the two countries would be affected, and

subconsciously suggested: "Or...I will take the two of you to the detention

room?"

Don’t talk about high-ranking people in Myanmar. In the recent case, there are

no people from Myanmar. This Mr. Sayben must be mistaken.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt uncomfortable, which was simply

a crime.

Ning Yuanyang turned his head and asked politely: "How do you like it?"

Saiben pursed his lips, stood up for himself, "Yes."

In a blink of an eye, the deputy director led them to the detention room.

He was still chattering on the way, “Speaker Ning, I’m afraid it’s a

misunderstanding this time. The police station rarely detains Burmese

nationals, and you have read the dossier, really not.”

Ning Yuanyang looked ahead, and gave him a mere glance, “Have you waited for

Mr. Sayben to see it before you know it.”

The highest-level representative of the Embassy of Myanmar is not so easy to

send.

What's more, coming to accompany this time is the meaning of his elder brother

Chief Ning Yuanhang.

Not long, they came to the vicinity of the detention room, and every time

Saibn walked through a detention room, his steps would pause.

Seeing that it came to an end, there was only the last room left, and the

deputy director’s heart finally fell, "Dr Ning, look at this..."

The chieftain's mansion is so exciting, he also wants an explanation.

Just at this moment, in front of the railing of the last detention room,

Sayybendon was in shape, and he only looked at him with his legs close

together, palms hanging to his sides, and he bowed over ninety degrees

respectfully, sounding like a bell, "See you." Tan Sri."

Deputy Director:"???"

Dan what?

Ning Yuanyang glanced slightly, walked quickly over, and asked in a low voice,

"found it?"

Saiben did not answer, but still kept the posture of bending over and bowing.

Until Li Qiaoqing said indifferently in the detention room, "Uncle Sa, don't

be so polite."

(End of this chapter)