The modern anti-fraud auxiliary police officer is dressed as an ancient female gangster and bound to the social life system: handling cases seriously = having fun in court, exposing lies = clearing the border.
She bumped the porcelain in the opposite direction until he kowtowed in tears, she "behaviorally profiled" the chicken thieves and chased them all over the street and pecked them, and the unscrupulous merchants were killed in public by her.
There was a barrage of bullets floating above her head, only exposing the guilty conscience but not the truth; she relied on anti-liar skills to force the murderer to self-destruct in public.
Xiao Heng, the King of Hell who was supposed to chop off her head, was forced to accompany her throughout the whole process from "this woman is crazy" to "she is happy" -
I imitate the howl of a fox in front of the grave, wear women's clothes in the brothel, laugh in public and feel hurt.
"Who is serious about solving crimes?"
She was responsible for telling lies, and he was responsible for suppressing laughter. In the fireworks in the market, people all over the city held up placards: If you have any grievances, come to them.
