"Yes, I am, is there something wrong with Ye Tian?" Ye Haibo's face changed on the spot when he heard the voice on the other end of the phone, and he asked with a anxious and worried look on his face.

"Yes, Ye Tian had a conflict with the son of a local councillor in a bar last night and is now detained in the local police station. The other party wants to prosecute your son, and Ye Tian may be sentenced. Of course, we will try our best to mediate." The voice of Wu Hao, a staff member of the consulate, came from the other end of the phone again.

"What? Sentence?" Ye Haibo's face changed drastically.

"Yes, it's very likely that the other party is the son of a very prestigious local councillor, and this matter will be tricky." Wu Hao said.

"Comrade Wu, you must think of ways to mediate and do your best to mediate. We are willing to give up anything. My son is only 22 years old this year. If he is detained abroad, he will ruin his life." Ye Haibo had long lost the air and calmness of the department-level Yu Department at this time, and he asked for advice.

"Don't worry, we will do our best. Then do this first, and I will contact you if there is any situation." He comforted the other end of the phone and hung up.

After hanging up the phone, Ye Haibo was stunned.

He was once the deputy mayor of a provincial capital city. Even if he is now on the bench, it is only a relatively high-ranking official who needs to be looked up to in the eyes of ordinary people. It can be said that as long as he is in China, he can always be intimate with his identity, but abroad, he, as a minister-level minister, has no way to do anything.

"What's wrong with Ye Tian? What's wrong with Ye Tian?" Ye Haibo's phone call with the Consulate General in Milan just now. Although Li Hongmei only heard a few words, this did not prevent her from guessing that her son had something big happening abroad.

"Ye Tian fought with someone in a bar in Milan, Italy last night, and is now detained in the police station. Things will be a little troublesome." When his wife was anxious, Ye Haibo calmed down and said roughly.

"What, I was detained in the police station, what should I do? What should I do if the people in the embassy say, is it serious?" Li Hongmei almost burst into tears when she heard this.

The son is the mother's heart. She feels so distressed whenever she falls, let alone being detained in a foreign police station thousands of miles away.

"It is probably a bit serious. It is said that the conflict with Ye Tian was the son of a very prestigious local congressman." Ye Haibo replied.

"What should I do then? What should I do? Oh, by the way, aren't you an official? Think about it quickly." Li Hongmei was even more panicked when she heard this.

"That's Italy, not China. I can blame you for any way. I usually spoil him so much, but now I've gone abroad to fight." Ye Haibo couldn't help feeling upset when he saw Li Hongmei pulling him anxiously.

"Director Ye, Professor Li, Ye Tianren is in Italy, and it's useless to be anxious here. Fortunately, it's a blessing for people to have nothing to do. I'll call you to ask. I still have a few friends in Italy." Xia Yunjie saw the two of them so anxious that he hurriedly comforted him.

"Thank you Xiao Xia, but, alas, the person from the Consulate General said just now that this matter involves the son of a very prestigious congressman. It is estimated that it will be difficult for your friend to help." Seeing that Xia Yunjie actually asked for help to call, Ye Haibo and Li Hongmei were stunned and were very surprised. But soon, Ye Haibo shook his head and sighed.

Even he, a senior official at the department level, was at a loss. Ye Haibo didn't think that a mere associate professor at Jiangzhou University could have any solutions.

"Don't worry, Director Ye, Professor Li, don't think that Yunjie is just an associate professor at a university, but he has a wide connection. As long as he speaks, Ye Tian should be fine." Qin Lan saw that Ye Haibo and his wife were still beating Xia Yunjie at this time, and couldn't help but speak.

Qin Lan is the director of Dongtong Municipal Public Security Bureau. Naturally, the weight and credibility of her speech are not comparable to Xia Yunjie. So when she spoke, Ye Haibo and Li Hongmei looked at Qin Lan and Xia Yunjie in surprise.

No matter how you look at it, it is hard for them to believe that Xia Yunjie actually has a wide connection abroad. Of course, since Qin Lan said so, a glimmer of hope still surged in their hearts, although they still didn't believe it.

"But it depends on who the rule is on. If Ye Tian is the one who is in the wrong, then I can't force myself to suppress it. I should apologize and compensate. We still need to do it here." Xia Yunjie did not deny Qin Lan's words but added.

"That's of course, that's of course. However, although Ye Tian's child is a little wild and not like the two of us at all, his heart has always been very kind. He will help the old man crossing the road, and he will not fight with others for no reason abroad." Li Hongmei said.

"It's time, you're still talking for that brat. No matter what the reason, it's wrong to go abroad and fight with people," Ye Haibo said angrily.

"Okay, Director Ye, Professor Li, don't argue. Everything is waiting for me to call me and ask my friend to investigate it clearly before talking about it." Xia Yunjie interrupted, feeling relieved. As long as Ye Tian has a good nature, the matter will be handled easily. He doesn't want to help the evildoer, although Ye Tian is Chinese.

The phone number was naturally called Mario, who is now the godfather of the Italian mafia and the uncrowned king of Italy. When he investigates and deals with such matters, he is probably even simpler and faster than the Italian Prime Minister.

The phone quickly opened, and Mario's excited voice came from inside: "Good afternoon, Mr. Xia, have you come to Italy?"

Italy now implements daylight saving time, which is six hours apart from China. It is now evening in Haizhou, but in Italy it is still only afternoon.

"Haha, can't I call you if I don't care about Italy?" Xia Yunjie asked with a smile.

"Ah, of course not, of course not. Mario feels extremely honored whenever Mr. Xia calls over." Mario said in a hurry.

"Haha, Italy is a very beautiful place. I will definitely go there again when I have time. But today I have something to trouble you." Xia Yunjie said with a smile.

"If you have something to do, please give me instructions." Mario hurriedly said with confidence.

"That's right. I have a friend's son named Ye Tian. He had a conflict with the son of a local parliamentarian who is said to be very prestigious in a bar in Milan last night. He is now detained in the police station. Please help me investigate what's going on. If the mistake is on Ye Tian, ​​try to mediate me. We are willing to bear the compensation if we should apologize, but if the mistake is on the other party, I think you should know how to do it." Xia Yunjie said.

"I understand, Mr. Xia, don't worry, I will order someone to investigate now. I will reply to you immediately when there is a result." Mario replied respectfully, but a trace of cold light flashed in his eyes. He thought to himself that it would be better not to the son of the congressman, otherwise he would have beaten his father so that he would not know him, and he would dare to provoke Mr. Xia's friend's son.

"Okay, please trouble you Mario." Xia Yunjie thanked.

"Mr. Xia, you are polite. Being able to serve Mr. Xia is always the glory of the Mario and the Ferro family." Mario said more and more respectfully.

Mario is given all the time today by Xia Yunjie. He only saved his life twice, so he was not very polite to him. He quickly hung up the phone, and then said to Ye Haibo and Li Hongmei, who were looking forward to the nervous look on their faces, "Director Ye, Professor Li, don't worry, I have already entrust my friend to investigate and deal with it now, and I think there will be news soon."

"What is your friend doing in Italy? Can he really help?" Li Hongmei, as a mother, asked with a worry when she heard this. Although Ye Haibo was also worried and nervous, he was a man in the officialdom after all. Since Xia Yunjie had already said that and Qin Lan had promised before, he was not good at questioning.

"My friend is still a little bit powerful in Italy. This thing can't help him. Don't worry." Xia Yunjie comforted with a relaxed look, but did not answer Li Hongmei's first question.

He can't tell Li Hongmei that the person he entrusted to is the godfather of the Italian mafia. If he really wants to answer like this, he will scare them to death. Of course, in fact, even if Xia Yunjie answered the truth, Ye Haibo and Li Hongmei would not believe it.

The great godfather of the Italian mafia, that is the uncrowned king of Italy, and it is not something a university teacher can get in touch with, let alone call him directly to ask him to help do things

Seeing Xia Yunjie say this, Li Hongmei was still worried and wanted to ask questions. It seemed that she could only feel a little relieved if she broke the casserole and asked to the end. However, Ye Haibo kicked her under the table and did not allow her to ask again.

No matter whether Xia Yunjie's friends can really help with this kind of thing, they can't ask again and again at this time, otherwise they wouldn't believe Xia Yunjie. Although in fact, Ye Haibo didn't believe it very much. But his son is far away in Milan, Italy, and his father, who is a department-level father, has no choice but to be a living person now. At least Xia Yunjie became an associate professor at Jiangzhou University at a young age and was with Director Qin Lan, which should be a bit convincing.

Milan, Italy, an international fashion metropolis, the most important economic center in northern Italy. Palermo is the capital of Sicily, the southernmost part of Italy.

These two places are thousands of miles apart, one south and one north, but this long distance cannot affect the transmission and execution of Mario, who is in Palermo, the capital of Sicily, the Mafia headquarters.

Inquiring about the news, the efficiency of underground forces is always much higher than that of the police department, especially when the order was issued by the Italian underground forces Emperor Mario, which was so efficient that even the US National Security Agency would be amazed.

In just fifteen minutes, all the matters about Ye Tian's conflict and fight with a local parliamentarian's son in a bar in Milan last night were reported to Mario in detail.
Chapter completed!