I'm the big president

In the interrogation room of the Xitang Street Police Station, Mo Zinei was sitting on a chair with handcuffs on his hands. He looked calmly at the policeman sitting behind the opposite desk with a sneer on his face. He had been brought here for several hours. Yes, the policeman in charge of interrogating him repeatedly asked about the fight in the warehouse the day before yesterday. His words were full of temptations, and he meant to put all the responsibility on him and Qin Yang. , sitting in prison, resisting into strictness, and going home for the New Year, of course he will not cooperate obediently in the face of this kind of interrogation, he will not know what to ask, talk less and make less mistakes.

"Mo Zinei, don't take any chances. The result of the appraisal of the injured is minor injuries. At least you can be sentenced to less than three years. We all know that you are not the main criminal. There is no need to take responsibility for your brother's loyalty. In the body, your buddy may not know where to be happy now, will he think of you?"

The person in charge of the interrogation is Wu Yuanfei, the deputy director of the police station. Now he is patiently interrogating Mo Zinei in person, in order to get a satisfactory statement. The recorder Xiao Chen is also his own person, so he should keep in mind what should and should not be taken into account. There are many.

Mo Zinei glanced at him, and said indifferently: "I also said that there was no intentional harm. A small conflict between colleagues is like biting your tongue with your teeth. You have to make some kind of master criminal and accessory criminal. This is not framed." Is Zhongliang kidding?"

Wu Yuanfei raised his palm and slapped the desk, making a crisp snap: "Mo Zinei, don't be glib with me. Since we brought you here, we have conclusive evidence. I advise you to explain the problem honestly and fight for it." Be lenient."

Mo Zinei said lightly: "Don't scare me, I have a bad heart, if something happens to you, you will be responsible, my chest is a bit congested now!" He coughed twice, his movements were awkward, he had no choice but to wear a pair of shiny bracelets on his wrists.

Wu Yuanfei gritted his teeth with hatred. He thought everything would go well, but he didn't expect to meet a piece of hob meat that couldn't be eaten by oil or salt. Is this guy really a warehouse manager?He is clearly an old oily member of the mixed society. It is relatively easier to induce such a person to utter a confession than to let an African elephant take the initiative to pull out his tooth as a gift. Moreover, it is now expressly stipulated that torture cannot be used to extract confessions, so it is too difficult to use unconventional methods.

Xiao Chen put down the recording pen, and said with a gloomy face: "Director, I can't find anything useful to deal with this kind of old fritters, so I just send it to the detention proceeds."

"Who are you talking about old fried dough sticks? Your whole family is old fried dough sticks."

Mo Zinei snapped back unceremoniously, he is not stupid, the other party has no clue, sooner or later he will be released, at worst he will be detained for a few days.

With a sullen face, Wu Yuanfei said coldly: "I have a way to deal with the old fritters. Xiao Chen, go to my office and get some newspapers, fetch a bucket of water, and get another pair of handcuffs."

Clerk Xiao Chen seemed to have guessed what Wu Yuanfei was going to do, got up and walked out of the interrogation room door quickly.

……

Qin Yang drove to the gate of the Xitang Street Police Station. He didn't get out of the car, but sat in the car and waited patiently.

After waiting for about 10 minutes, a police car drove over. Lu Fei poked her head out of the window and gestured to him, and the two cars drove into the gate one after the other.

The two got out of the car at the same time and got together, Lu Fei asked in a low voice, "What are you calling me for?"

Qin Yang chuckled and said, "A colleague was arrested for no reason. I'm going to go through the normal legal procedures to get him out and call you over as a staff officer. I don't understand the details of this."

Lu Fei frowned and said, "The police station can't arrest people for no reason. To be honest, what did your colleague do?"

Qin Yang said: "Actually, it's nothing. There was a fight between my colleagues, but I didn't hurt my muscles. I was fine yesterday. I don't know what happened. I just arrested him and sent him to the police station today."

Lu Fei said: "If it's really just a conflict between colleagues as you said, then it's easy. The person who lost the fight called the police, and he found an acquaintance through the relationship, so you have to make your colleague suffer. "

Qin Yang said: "Understood, if I do the same, will it be considered a self-inflicted trap in the past?"

Lu Fei rolled her eyes and said, "I also understand, you are here today to find trouble."

Qin Yang smiled lightly and said, "I don't cause trouble, and I'm not afraid of trouble. If someone bullies my friend, I will make him pay the price." After speaking, he strode towards the office building, Lu Fei shook his head and sighed, and quickened his pace followed.

The police station is not big, and there are many rooms in the office building. It is not easy for Qin Yang to find Mo Zinei, but with Lu Jinghua, it is different. The signboard of the criminal police captain of the city bureau is so bright, and someone will provide clues every minute.

Director Wu Yuanfei led people into the interrogation room, but he hasn't come out yet. The interrogation room is on the first floor.

Qin Yang trotted down from the steps to the first floor, and soon found the interrogation room. The thick iron door was painted with green paint. He stretched out his hand and pushed the iron door, but it didn't move at all. It must have been locked from the inside, and he was about to knock on the door. , suddenly heard a low growl coming from the crack of the door.

"Ah! If you are capable, you kill me..."

Qin Yang's heart trembled, he raised his fists and slammed on the iron gate, bang!Boom!Accompanied by two loud bangs, two deep indentations appeared on the green-painted iron door. Fortunately, the door was strong enough to not fall apart on the spot, but the metal door frame could not withstand the huge impact and was already crumbling.

Boom!
A heavy fist slammed on the surface of the iron door, and the whole door and the door frame fell down with a bang. Qin Yang rushed into the interrogation room with a stride. Wet, there were two balls of wet newspapers lying on the ground beside him, and there was a bucket and a stack of newspapers at his feet. A man in police uniform stood behind Mo Zinei, staring at him with wide-eyed eyes. Zhongman was surprised, he was Wu Yuanfei, the director of Xitang Street Police Station...

"damn thing!"

Qin Yang shouted angrily, and rushed forward like a tiger out of the fence, rushing to Wu Yuanfei, stretched out his big hand, grabbed his neck and pushed him forward a few feet, his back hit the wall with a bang. It was as light as a straw man in his hands, and he raised people up as soon as he raised his arms, and he was about to hit people with his fists.

"Stop it, are you going to kill him?"

Lu Fei, who came later, grabbed Qin Yang's raised arm and persuaded in a low voice: "He violated the rules and will be punished by the police regulations. If you punch him to death, it will be very troublesome. Think about the consequences." .”

Qin Yang slowly lowered his fist, secretly increased the strength of the fingers pinching Wu Yuanfei's neck, and said coldly: "Did you hear that? Even if I kill you, it will be a little troublesome, and there is no pressure to disable you, understand? "

Wu Yuanfei knew Lu Fei well, and knew that she would not exaggerate, so he scolded all the women in Ren Xiang's family all over the place, who did I offend, killing a boss who doesn't pay for his life... He wanted to nod, But he was pinched by the neck and couldn't move, so he could only utter a few whimpers from his throat, which seemed to be a promise, more like begging for mercy.