It’s a Bit Early To Cross

In the office, Jiang Zhuolin flipped through the interrogation records page by page, his expression was uglier than that of Brother Thirteen who suddenly heard that he lost 600 million.

Seeing him like this, Chu Heng grinned unkindly, and asked, "How is it, Uncle Jiang, have you recruited all those bastards?"

"See for yourself."

Jiang Zhuolin threw the interrogation record over with a dark face, closed his eyes irritably, his temples throbbed, as if a grasshopper was hidden inside, bouncing and bouncing.

"It looks like a blast!"

Chu Heng picked up the records with a smile, flipped through them one by one, and clicked his tongue.

As he expected, the contents of this interrogation record are really amazing!

It is inconvenient to elaborate on the specific content.

I can only tell you that there will be a large group of people who will be in charge soon!

But these have nothing to do with Chu Heng, he can basically be sure that his mother Yu'an has also been taken over by a nest, and the finishing work is Jiang Zhuolin's.

Yes.

After reading about half of it, he didn't bother to read any more, he just closed the book and threw it back, and then Youya Youzai lit a cigarette, and the old **** said: "Forget it, I won't read the rest Anyway, I can’t get involved anyway, so you can do more work if you can.”

"I hope you can meddle in it." Jiang Zhuolin sighed weakly, took the book and stuffed it into the drawer, and carefully locked it.

"I don't want to get involved in these **** things." Chu Heng bared his teeth gloatingly, and said after a moment of groaning, "By the way, Uncle Jiang, I've basically got it done, and I'm going back to Sijiu City in a few days. I plan to have a drink at the sugar factory tonight, and then let all the comrades in the bureau come, the big guys have been busy for so long, so I have to reward them."

"In the evening..." Jiang Zhuolin just wanted to relax, he hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Sure, it's six o'clock. I'll let them hurry up and finish the finishing work in the afternoon."

"Then it's settled, we'll see each other tonight."

Chu Heng smiled and stood up, went to the bed and picked up Gouwazi who was sitting on it like a puppet, and left the office with Cen Hao.

The three of them came down from upstairs and came all the way to Volga.

When he was about to get into the car, Chu Heng suddenly stopped, turned his head and stuffed Gouwazi into Cen Hao's arms, and said: "You two are playing in the car for a while, I have something to do."

With that said, he turned upside down and ran to the office.

This guy who doesn't remember to eat or eat wants to bring Deng Haoran to trial.

The ecstasy in that guy's hands is considered an intangible cultural heritage, we have to protect the inheritance, don't we?

After a while.

When Chu Heng returned to the office, Jiang Zhuolin rejected the grandson's plan on the spot.

"Do you think your life is too long? Forgot what happened to you last night? Are you still here? Get lost!"

"Oh, Uncle Jiang, that's just an exception, you just give me a procedure, I promise nothing will happen!"

This guy licked his face and stalked for a while.

Jiang Zhuolin was so annoyed that he finally had no choice but to give him a set of interrogation procedures, but just to be on the safe side, he arranged for four police officers to accompany him to the backyard detention room.

"Why are you here again?"

Seeing this guy reappeared, Lao Chen's face turned black. The grandson's quarrel last night made him eat and hang up, and Jiang Zhuolin scolded him bloody!

"Hey, you are tired."

Chu Heng gave him the formalities with a smile on his face, and handed him a pack of cigarettes at the same time.

"What kind of monster are you going to make?" Lao Chen looked at the procedure with a bitter face, and saw Jiang Zhuolin's signature and seal on it, and he was relieved immediately. Since the big boss agreed, even if something happened, it has nothing to do with him. !

So, without further ado, Old Chen Moshen led them to the detention room inside.

At this time, the two detention rooms were very lively. Mu Yu'an's remnants were all imprisoned here, and most of them were wounded, lying on the bunk and humming.

When arresting people last night, the public security officers were still able to restrain themselves and did nothing to get out of the court. Chu Heng and his gang didn't care about it, they just punched and kicked them when they held them down, and let go of the pain they had suffered during this time. gas.

"Wow!"

At this time, Lao Chen took out a bunch of keys and opened the big iron door of the large detention room. However, he didn't open the door immediately because of some cupid bows and snakes. He opened the door and walked in first with a gun in his hand.

Chu Heng and the others were not much better. They all took out their guns and followed him into the detention room.

were all scared...

When the people in the room saw their battle, they were all dumbfounded.

What is this for?

To be shot?

Or what to do?

"Deng Haoran!"

Just as they were thinking wildly, Lao Chen pointed his gun at a short, thin, dark-skinned old man who was huddled in the corner with a blank face.

"arrive!"

Deng Haoran stood up tremblingly and got off the bed.

Then, he was **** by Lao Chen with a dazed expression.

That's right, it's a bundle!

Three sets of handcuffs and two sets of anklets were put on.

In the end, Deng Haoran even struggled to walk.

"It's much safer this time."

Lao Chen looked at his masterpiece contentedly, and immediately gave Deng Haoran a gentle push: "Let's go!"

"yes!"

Deng Haoran looked down at the guy on his body speechlessly, then raised his head to look at the pistols that were almost hitting his face, almost crying.

No, it took such a big fight for a bad old man who buried his neck in the ground?

I am not mother Yu'an.

But there is no way, the current situation is stronger than others, so he can only stand upright. After sighing helplessly, he lowered his head and moved his feet with difficulty, dragging the heavy handcuffs slowly out of the detention room.

After ten minutes.

Chu Heng and the others pressed Deng Haoran to the interrogation room.

After a bluff, the old man honestly explained the ecstasy technique, and spent more than half an hour writing a pamphlet.

"Wow!"

In the interrogation room, Chu Heng frowned and looked at the booklet in his hand, feeling very disappointed in this so-called ecstasy.

This **** ecstasy~www.readwn.com~ is actually to mesmerize people with medicine first, and then through various psychological hints and explicit instructions, to change people's memory, and after the effect of the medicine wears off, the memory will change again go back.

Kind of works, but not much...

Disappointed, Chu Heng folded up the booklet and stuffed it into his pocket. He glanced at Deng Haoran who was listlessly sitting on the interrogation chair. After a thought, he suddenly asked, "I remember you are still a Tufuzi?"

"Yes." Deng Haoran, who had long lost his thoughts of resistance, nodded weakly.

"How many years have you been working?"

"I went to the grave with my father when I was more than ten years old, and it has been more than sixty years now."

"Then you should have stolen a lot of treasures, do you still have them in stock?"

"have."

"where?"

"Forty-Nine City!"