I want to be a super cop

Chapter 536 Zhong Tianzheng and Yan Zhaoxing's Argument

Zhong Tianzheng spoke very fast, even a little impatient.

Yan Zhaoxing's shadow could be seen again and again, which made him realize that this incident was more or less related to Yan Zhaoxing.

If Yan Zhaoxing really had something to do with this matter, then how would he deal with it.

He was eager to prove that Yan Zhaoxing had nothing to do with this matter.

"Okay, okay, Ah Zheng, don't worry."

Ah Xiang pushed his arm in relief, and looked at him seriously: "I believe that this matter should have nothing to do with him, and you should believe him too."

"I hope so."

Zhong Tianzheng nodded and did not speak again.

Ah Xiang turned and went inside, and checked the surrounding surveillance again.

Because of a loss of heart, Zhong Tianzheng is obviously a little out of shape now, squatting at the door, his head wrapped in a cigarette.

About 10 minutes later.

The white Hongqi HS7 was parked on the side of the road.

Yan Zhaoxing pushed open the car door and got down, glanced at Zhong Tianzheng who was squatting beside him smoking a cigarette, walked up with big strides, then squatted down beside him, took out a cigarette, and gave him one.

"What are you doing here at night?"

Zhong Tian was looking directly at Yan Zhaoxing, the cigarette in his hand glowing brightly.

"I'm in a bad mood, so come over for a drink."

Yan Zhaoxing took a mouthful of his cigarette, and met Zhong Tianzheng's gaze: "I don't know if you believe me or not, but it's true, I just sat there for a while, and then left."

"Is the time of departure so coincidental?"

Zhong Tian was trying to pick out clues from Yan Zhaoxing's words: "Last time, when Li Tianbao left, you followed Li Tianbao, and Li Tianbao died. This time too, Sun Dachui left, you followed, and then Sun Dachui died. You have appeared at the scene of the crime every time, tell me, what do you want to do? Death is coming? "

"I do not know either."

Yan Zhaoxing spread his hands innocently: "I know, this thing sounds really irritating, but I really have nothing to do, and I am also very helpless, but look, am I coming back? You want to investigate I can cooperate with you in anything!"

"Fuck off!"

Zhong Tianzheng was biting his cigarette butt, reached out and grabbed Yan Zhaoxing's collar, his voice was a little louder: "Since it has nothing to do with you, why did you lie to me! Li Tianbao's matter, your explanation to us is absolutely Fake! You definitely didn't go to meet the client that night!"

"I did go to see a client!"

Yan Zhaoxing looked at him with twinkling eyes and insisted on his statement.

"Fart, you kid, there must be something hiding from me!"

Zhong Tianzheng said in a sharp voice: "I don't want this matter to have anything to do with you, the kind that has nothing to do with it, let me tell you the truth, these two cases are likely to point to the anonymous person or anonymous organization, and I hope you're not a part of it."

Yan Zhaoxing responded categorically: "Then I can tell you with certainty that I have nothing to do with this organization. They are them and I am me."

"what?!"

Zhong Tianzheng raised his brows, clutched his collar, and pulled him hard. The straight-line distance between the two of them was less than five centimeters, and the hot cigarette butt almost rubbed against Yan Zhaoxing's face: "They are them, you are you ? So, you know their information?!"

"..."

Yan Zhaoxing's eyes flickered, then he shook his head: "I don't know, I just listened to what you said, so I said that."

"You boy!"

Zhong Tianzheng dared to guarantee that, based on his understanding of him, this kid definitely knew something.

But why should he hide it from himself?
"Ah Zheng, what are you doing?"

Ah Xiang came out of the bar, saw the two people who were about to fight, and ran up with small steps: "You let go of him, what are you doing?"

"Humph."

Zhong Tianzheng let out a cold snort, and let go of your Yan Zhaoxing's collar: "You better have nothing to do with this matter, otherwise I will definitely find you out and send you in with my own hands."

"That's for sure."

Yan Zhaoxing straightened his collar, and didn't refute too much.

"That's fine."

Zhong Tianzheng turned his head to stop looking at him, and asked Ah Xiang: "How is the investigation inside? Did you find anything?"

"No."

Ah Xiang shook her head: "Without surveillance from that direction, you can't see the front."

"That's it."

Zhong Tianzheng turned and walked to the bar: "Ask Comrade Yan Zhaoxing, what did he come for today, what time did he come in, what did he do and drink in there, what time did he leave, and where did he go? Ask me clearly."

"Ah Zheng."

Ah Xiang felt helpless.

Zhong Tianzheng turned his head and snapped: "You do what I tell you, am I your partner or is he?!"

"Good good."

Ah Xiang nodded in agreement helplessly, looked at Zhong Tianzheng who folded in, and looked helplessly at Yan Zhaoxing: "This is the first time I've seen him like this, mainly because of this case, why are you always on the scene? Do you really have What is being hidden from us?"

"He really regards you as a friend, so he is so anxious." Ah Xiang comforted, took out Zhong Tianzheng's notebook, and began to ask.

Yan Zhaoxing looked into the bar with flickering eyes, and nodded: "It's okay, I know, I know it well."

……

In the monitoring room of the bar.

Zhong Tianzheng took a deep breath, adjusted his state, pulled over the ashtray on the table, lit a cigarette, wrapped it heavily, and shifted his gaze to the monitoring screen.

Just now.

When he saw Yan Zhaoxing passing by the suspect, he couldn't control his emotions, and subconsciously connected Yan Zhaoxing with the case, so he didn't look carefully at the content of the picture at all.

Screen jumps.

Bar door.

Sun Dahui came out with the woman in his arms and walked to the left. After a while, Yan Zhaoxing also came out from the inside and turned to the right.

At this time, the suspect appeared in the surveillance and passed by Yan Zhaoxing.

"Crack!"

Zhong Tian was pressing the pause button, staring at the solid suspect in the screen who was hidden by a wide hooded coat.

Looking at it from this angle, the suspect should not have raised or tilted his head. In other words, he should not have communicated with Yan Zhaoxing.

of course.

Whether there is communication or not is not important.

If it is true that one person instructs another to do something, all he needs to do is direct, and there is no need to instruct another in person.

The screen restarts again.

The suspect walked up to him.

Zhong Tianzheng frowned, looked at this scene, played it backwards, and the multiplier also slowed down.

"External horoscope?"

A flash of light suddenly appeared in Zhong Tianzheng's mind.

(End of this chapter)