The killing system in my brain

Chapter 361 This deserves a heavy sentence!
Cui Jian clung to the wall and looked at the figures passing by the roadside, and frowned all of a sudden, this frankly seemed to be an urban management.

He subconsciously glanced at the man, who the hell is he, who can actually startle the city management to go to war, no, he has to find a place to ask.

Cui Jian sprinted, walked skillfully through the streets and alleys, and walked to an abandoned factory building in the suburbs. He had been to this place before, and it was the last time he rescued Li Ziran and the twin girls, and killed Zheng Tianze and other seven in a row. A place for eight people.

Now that I think about it, that's the way it is, chivalry, fighting evil and defending the way. Since the officials are not easy to deal with, then it is right to help them clean up and clean up the world.

Cui Jian shamelessly put gold on his face for a while, and after making sure that there was no one inside, he went directly into the administration building and found a room, and tied the man tightly with a rope. The deputy interrogator looked at the man condescendingly.

This place seems to have been run by the Raoshizihuang Group. At least the electricity has never been cut off. It is estimated that there must be some extremely dirty business in private.

But these are not related to Cui Jian's affairs at the moment. Seeing that the man has recovered from the pain and stared at him with gritted teeth, Cui Jian raised his jaw.

"Name?"

The man kept his mouth tightly shut, and was silent for a while. Seeing that Cui Jian began to roll up his sleeves and stepped forward as if wanting to give him some ruthlessness, he hurriedly opened his mouth.

"Cui He!"

Cui Jian raised his brows, yo, he is still from the same family... Ah, bah, what is from the same family, he is a widow, and his name was given by the old dean, so how can he be from the same family.

"gender."

Cui Jian spoke lightly.

Cui He was taken aback, "Can't you tell my gender?"

"Ok?"

Seeing Cui Jian roll up his sleeves again, Cui He hastily shouted: "Gender male, like female!"

"Yo, you're pretty naughty."

Cui He moaned, "Now you policemen are acting too violently, beating others at every turn!"

Cui Jian frowned, and said sharply: "Stop talking nonsense, just say what you want, don't talk about it all day long."

After all, he felt a little apprehensive, this is not the wrong person, no, probably not, after all, it was prompted by the system, how could it go wrong.

He looked serious, "Be frank and lenient and resist strict, and firmly explain your affairs. If you have a correct attitude, you can still reduce some punishment if you fight for it!"

Cui He sneered, with an old-fashioned posture, and looked down at the rope on his body, "Is this how your police treat prisoners?"

Cui Jianyi said, "You are a suspect. Before the law convicts you, you are always called a suspect."

Since this has been misunderstood by others, it is necessary to pretend to be a little bit like it.

Cui He was suddenly happy.

"Hey buddy, I've been all over the streets and alleys of the devil city, are you new here?"

Only those who have just graduated from the police academy can have such an upright aura. Seeing Cui Jian clenching his fists and making preparations, he quickly shouted: "Stop, I'm confessing!"

Cui Jian snorted coldly, "If you don't drink a toast, you'll be fined. Tell me, what do you do? I've studied psychology. If you're bluffing, watch out for my fists."

"The police can't hit people!"

"Yes, but what evidence do you have to prove that I shot it?"

"I..." Cui He looked around and realized that he really couldn't prove that Cui Jian had beaten him.

He could only say indignantly: "Yes, I sell pornography as well as make pornography, but is it interesting for you to discriminate against a pornographic director like this?"

Cui Jian was taken aback, "What? Are you making porn? Just you?"

Looking at Cui Jian's expression, Cui He seemed to have been insulted, and he looked unhappy.

"I'm a pornographer. Do you have any doubts? I'm puzzled. They have both virtues and skills and have become famous calligraphers and painters. Why should our domestic ones hide in the gutter and eat some slops?"

Before Cui Jian could ask, Cui He was heartbroken, "I made porn, but I didn't use it as a cover to get money!"

Cui Jian sneered, "You are the only one who pays back the money? I think it's almost the same if you pay the money."

Cui He twisted his neck, "Dude, this happened because I couldn't bear the fact that when I turned on the computer, it was full of oh my goa, I bought discs." He patted his chest with a righteous face, "Our great country has been around for 5000 years. Why do you never get tired of being invaded by their foreign culture all day long?"

Seeing Cui Jian who wanted to laugh but wanted to keep serious, Cui He was upset and asked, "Hey, why do our teenagers indulge in European, American, Japanese, and Korean hair all day long and can't extricate themselves?"

Facing Cui He's questioning gaze, Cui Jian coughed lightly, "I think you are a bit extreme."

"Extreme?" Cui He stared, "This is ideal! Look, it's either Adriana Steven or Ozawa Kato."

Speaking of the excitement, Cui He slapped the table with both bound hands, "Why should our cultural treasures such as the Four Great Masterpieces have to be spoiled by foreigners?" He pointed to himself, his tone Heartbroken, "It's ours! If it wasn't for exporting our culture to the world, enhancing national pride and self-confidence, and being less brainwashed by foreign dross, I really wouldn't have been tortured by your police all day long."

"...So we police are still bad guys?"

Cui He snorted softly, leaned back on the chair and was about to speak, only to hear a thud, the precarious chair fell apart at once, Cui He groaned, and fell to the ground directly.

He cried out in pain, "Are you police officers so poor that you can't even afford a better chair?"

Cui Jian leaned in front of him, lowered his head slightly, "Go on, I'm listening."

Seeing that Cui Jian didn't help him, Cui He was so angry, he gritted his teeth, and looked like he would go to hell if I didn't.

"Our business, at a small level, spreads happiness and love, at a high level..." Cui He said loudly, "at a high level, it is to let them know what is made in China! Le! What is this called, this is called bottom~yun!"

Seeing that Cui He stopped talking, Cui Jian finally came back to his senses, lifted Cui He up and found another chair for him to sit on.

Cui Jian was amazed after walking around him several times.

"Your thinking, this consciousness, this momentum, tsk tsk..."

Seeing Cui Jian complimenting him, Cui He couldn't help but stand up straight, with a smug look on his face, and when he felt that I was the real positive person, he heard Cui Jian's words behind him.

"This has to be punished severely, otherwise it will not be changed!"

Cui He's face turned pale, and he said stiffly: "Wha... what a heavy sentence, you bullied me without knowing the law?"

(End of this chapter)