City of Heaven Resident Clerk

Chapter 28 Personal Greetings

City East Branch, in an interrogation room.

Wu Chen sat calmly.

The policewoman across from him had a pen in her hand.

The policewoman is Feng Junlei, the deputy captain of the team.

After Feng Junlei indifferently asked Wu Chen something like his name, she paused slightly.

A pair of indifferent big eyes kept looking at Wu Chen.

Feng Junlei actually has a question in her heart.

The reporter said that Wu Chen, a college student at South China University, had just been personally admitted by Wu Chen.

However, this college student has always looked calm from the moment we met until now.

Oh, when we first met, there was a little panic in Wu Chen's eyes.

But soon, panic was replaced by calm.

It stands to reason that a college student has not seen much of the world.

When he came to the interrogation room of the sub-bureau, he was still calm.

This is Feng Junlei's question.

However, on second thought, being able to cut off a person's arm, this calmness is easily explained.

However, Feng Junlei felt a little weird.

Yes, Feng Junlei is a criminal police officer, and she cannot judge a crime by her appearance.

However, Wu Chen really feels like a sunny and handsome guy. Is he capable of slashing people with a knife?
The appearance of this thought made Feng Junlei frowned.

"What happened to me today?"

Feng Junlei took a deep breath, and looked at Wu Chen again, her eyes were cautious.

"Tell me about the thing about you chopping off someone's arm at the Vision Bar last night."

Feng Junlei's left finger tapped on the table from time to time.

She stared at Wu Chen's face with her big eyes.

Wu Chen smiled, "Is there?"

Feng Junlei snorted coldly: "Someone came to report the crime at noon. After our investigation, something happened in the Vision Bar last night."

"Then you can watch the video." Wu Chen said.

Hearing this, Feng Junlei became very angry. They rushed to the Vision Bar as soon as they received the report. As a result, the person in charge of the bar told them that there was a problem in the monitoring room in the past few days, and they could not record it.

Feng Junlei stood up all of a sudden, and she said angrily: "You clearly know..."

Feng Junlei hurriedly changed her words, "You'd better tell the truth!"

"Since I said I beheaded someone, it doesn't matter if you find the person who was beheaded. How can you convince others if a random outsider reports the crime?"

Wu Chen said.

This is a veteran who walks on the line of crime!

Feng Junlei thus gave Wu Chen a label.

She secretly thought: "Sure enough, people can't judge by appearance."

"Of course we will find the victim." Feng Junlei said.

"Then you can summon me after you find the victim or find the evidence. I can't run away, and school will start right away."

Wu Chen said.

"You think there's nothing I can do if you say that?"

Feng Junlei threw the pen in her hand on the table, she walked around the table, and hit Wu Chen on the shoulder with her hand.

"What, do you want to do it?"

Wu Chen said: "Is it possible that the interrogation room in the bureau is like what the outside world has rumored, and it will be beaten into submission?"

"There are different ways to deal with different people. Rumors are rumors after all."

Having said that, Feng Junlei suddenly increased his strength.

Although Feng Junlei is a woman, her hands are very strong.

Moreover, Feng Junlei's kung fu is very good. When she was in the police academy, she was a fighting champion, and no man could match her.

After leaving school, he handled many cases and fought with gangsters, which once again proved Feng Junlei's strong kung fu.

Feng Junlei's hand strength should not be underestimated. She once crushed a gangster's hand bones with one hand.

However, she put her hand hard on Wu Chen's shoulder, but Wu Chen didn't even say a word.

Feng Junlei stretched out her head to look suspiciously.

Then he saw Wu Chen's cold eyes.

The coldness in those eyes had nothing to do with his face at all.

At that moment, Feng Junlei felt fear in his heart.

This annoyed her very much.

She has never been afraid of gangsters with guns.

How could you be afraid of a college student?

Therefore, Feng Junlei increased the strength in her hands.

"I advise you to take your hand away." Wu Chen's voice changed slightly.

It's not because it hurts, but because I feel unhappy.

Having received the inheritance of the Great Immortal Xingkong, the character of the Immortal Xingkong has somewhat influenced Wu Chen.

Starry Sky Immortal is a full-fledged immortal ruffian, and has never been the master who cannot suffer.

"If I don't let go, can you fight back?"

Feng Junlei hummed.

Just then, the door of the interrogation room opened.

A male police officer walked in.

When the male policeman saw Feng Junlei's hand tightly clutching Wu Chen's shoulder, his heart skipped a beat.

Then, he hurriedly said: "Captain Feng, Bureau Huang is calling you."

"What do you want me to do now?" Feng Junlei frowned.

"Go quickly, the Yellow Bureau has something to tell you." The male policeman said.

"You're lucky boy."

Feng Junlei let go of her hand, and then walked towards the door.

When the door was about to close, the male policeman took a look at Wu Chen, and he silently mourned for Wu Chen for a second in his heart.

Feng Junlei went to the director's office.

"Xiao Feng, are you doing it again?"

Huang Ju is a middle-aged man with glasses.

"No." How could Feng Junlei answer yes to such a question.

However, Bureau Huang seemed to know Feng Junlei very well, so he snorted softly: "I'm warning you again, don't do anything casually, your superiors have already issued a document, and they are now catching models, so don't be caught as a model." Let's go, then, where will I put this face?"

"Of course the face is on the neck."

Feng Junlei looked at the table and said.

"Raise your head!" Bureau Huang yelled angrily.

As a last resort, Feng Junlei raised her head.

"What's your attitude?" Huang Bureau frowned.

"In ancient times, our place was a yamen. How could there be a yamen that didn't use torture? Besides, not everyone, how can we deal with some old fritters without doing it?" Feng Junlei said.

"You still have reason."

Bureau Huang pointed to the calendar on the wall and said, "Look for yourself, is this ancient? It's not a government office either!"

Feng Junlei looked obviously unconvinced.

Bureau Huang was so angry, he pointed at Feng Junlei, "You, you, wait for something to happen to you...forget it, let me tell you something, let Wu Chen go."

"How do you know that the person I'm interrogating is Wu Chen?" Feng Junlei said, "I haven't reported it yet."

Then, Feng Junlei narrowed her eyes, "Ju Huang, Wu Chen is probably your relative?"

"Get out!" Huang Ju pointed to the door.

Feng Junlei looked indifferent, turned around and left, without even the most basic courtesy.

"Hey, this is really an ancestor. Let's find a way to transfer her back to the General Administration. This ancestor can't afford it." Bureau Huang muttered.

Feng Junlei returned to the interrogation room, she walked behind Wu Chen, and put her hand on Wu Chen's shoulder again.

She said, "You can go, but let me greet you privately."

"How do I greet you?"

After asking, Wu Chen understood, and Feng Junlei's hands improved.

"I don't believe you won't feel pain." Feng Junlei increased her strength.

"I'll make you hurt."

With that said, Wu Chen raised his hand.

(End of this chapter)