I want to be a super cop

Chapter 289

"Your experience is quite... strange"

Zhong Tianzheng hesitated for a while, so he could only comment like this.

Next.

Yang Shuo confessed his criminal facts, and his confession basically coincided with the clues the police had already obtained.

Not surprisingly.

This case should also be brought to an end.

"But to be honest, there are some things I can't understand in the case."

Zhong Tianzheng glanced at Ah Xiang who had completed the recording, and turned his gaze back to Yang Shuo: "Let's talk about the first one first."

"At the scene where Xue Xiaodong was killed, since you had seriously injured Liu Wentao, you didn't continue to hurt him, but instead helped him escape the scene of the crime. Why? Are you not afraid that he will be exposed later and confess you?"

"I'm curious, what happened at the crime scene?"

Zhong Tianzheng looked at Yang Shuo on the opposite side with great enthusiasm.

indeed.

He was very puzzled.

How he did it made Liu Wentao keep his mouth shut for him.

"Actually, I didn't take too many measures, but if he is willing, then he is willing."

Yang Shuo lit his cigarette, took a mouthful of it, looked up at the sky, and fell into memories.

……

dark night.

In a dimly lit alley.

Xue Xiaodong climbed up the iron gate in a panic, and the moment he crossed the iron gate, Yang Shuo, who was chasing up, grabbed his flying right leg and pulled it down forcefully.

"what."

The spikes on the iron gate pierced through Xue Xiaodong in an instant, and screams rang out.

Yang Shuo looked at the tragic Xue Xiaodong on the iron gate blankly, turned around and began to take off the disposable rubber gloves he was wearing, and left quickly.

"Grass mud horse!"

"Endless?!"

In the residential building next to the alley, there were angry curses.

Followed by.

A light came on in a house on the second floor.

"..."

Yang Shuo slightly raised his head and glanced at the residential buildings on the second floor, then looked at Liu Wentao lying on the ground in front of him, thought briefly, walked quickly to his side, stretched out his hand to lift him up, and supported him. He reached the corner and stood against the wall.

"hiss."

Liu Wentao, who was already in a coma immediately after suffering pain, regained consciousness a lot in an instant, and took a deep breath, but Yang Shuo stretched out his hand to cover his mouth.

"Hello, 110? Here we are."

upstairs.

A trembling alarm sounded.

About 1 minutes later.

The phone hangs up.

3 minutes later.

There was the sound of windows closing upstairs.

Yang Shuo pulled his peaked cap, looked up at the canopy above his head, and then let go of the hand supporting Liu Wentao.

"Why do you want to save me?"

Liu Wentao looked at Yang Shuo with a painful expression.

"Because you're not here for me, we have a common goal, don't we?"

Yang Shuo didn't look at him, turned and walked out of the alley: "You hurt me, but I saved you. Strictly speaking, you owe me a favor. Remember to return it to me. If you are not caught by the police If you live."

"Da da da."

Liu Wentao endured the severe pain, and followed behind with distorted facial features.

"If you don't want to be discovered by surveillance, follow me."

Yang Shuo looked back at the stubborn Liu Wentao behind him, and reminded him, but he didn't go up to help him.

In a dark alley.

The two walked around the alley and finally came out.

"Thank you."

Liu Wentao immediately lay down in the green belt, reached out to wipe the blood from his nostrils, and took out the cigarettes in his pocket, but he couldn't find the lighter anyway.

"clatter."

A flaming lighter was stretched out in front of Liu Wentao.

Without even thinking about it, Liu Wentao leaned forward and sucked greedily.

"Your ribs are broken. If I were you, the first reaction now would be to call an ambulance instead of wandering around and causing secondary injuries."

Yang Shuo lowered the brim of his hat and lit one for himself.

"Thank you."

Liu Wentao curled up together and said tremblingly.

"Ah."

Yang Shuo nodded, accepting it.

"Why did you kill him?"

Liu Wentao turned his head and looked at the slightly handsome middle-aged man under the peaked cap: "Why don't you take care of me too, I have witnessed the whole process of your crime, you are not afraid, if I am caught by the police, I will tell you?"

"Because he's damned!"

Yang Shuo answered simply and clearly, reached out and groped for a while, took out the folded A4 paper with his back facing Liu Wentao just now, opened it and placed it in front of him. The inductive text: "Abusing a teenager, do you think he deserves to die."

"My two students went astray for a while because of reading his highly inductive R-rated cartoons, and their lives were ruined. Do you think he deserves to die?"

"..."

Liu Wentao looked at the A4 paper, paused with his finger holding the cigarette, and was silent for several seconds: "What about me? Let me tell you, I also killed someone. My girlfriend is not really a boyfriend and girlfriend, right? It's just a spare tire."

"You and I have no grievances or enmity for no reason, why should I solve you?"

Yang Shuo looked at him very seriously: "It will be a matter of time before you and I get caught, we can't escape."

Liu Wentao grinned: "Actually, it's more appropriate for me to do this matter just now, isn't it?"

"Maybe."

Yang Shuo took the last puff of his cigarette, stubbed out the cigarette butt and kicked it into his pocket: "When I was planning this matter, I never thought of a way out. Some people must die, harming others and myself, and poisoning others!"

After finishing speaking, Yang Shuo got up, patted his trouser legs, got up and glanced at the place where he sat just now, making sure that there was nothing left, then stretched out his hand to fiddle with the collapsed lawn, and then disappeared at the corner of the street.

"Remember the favor you owe me."

"If you're not dead."

Yang Shuo's instructions echoed in the air.

……

"that's it?"

Ah Xiang stopped writing and looked at Yang Shuo suspiciously: "Didn't you say anything else?"

"That's all."

Yang Shuo shrugged, "Maybe at that moment, he agreed with me. Maybe this is a way for him to repay my favor. It seems that he really didn't say anything about me to you guys. Information."

"Second question, Wang Yiwei voluntarily surrendered himself, what's going on?"

Zhong Tianzheng didn't bother with this, and focused on his second question.

Yang Shuo failed to attack Wang Yiwei for the first time, and the two of them did not have any contact afterwards. Why did Wang Yiwei suddenly choose to surrender and confess that he was illegally operating the website?

How did he threaten Wang Yiwei?

How did he make a compromise?
after all.

In the torrent of interest from the website, it is impossible for Wang Yiwei to change his ways.

Yang Shuo raised his chin slightly: "When I used to draw, I had a habit. If I didn't fully think about what I wanted to draw, I wouldn't start writing."

"Just like painting, if you haven't thought through the entire crime process, you won't be able to do it."

(End of this chapter)