Treasure Appraisal: My eyes can identify all things

Interrogation room of Qingzhou Municipal Public Security Bureau.

The blazing lights made Huang Kun unable to open his eyes.

Huang Kun, who weighed more than 180 kilograms, was stuffed into a stainless steel interrogation chair less than half a meter square.

It’s crowded, cramped, and extremely depressing.

He tried to move, but his hands were handcuffed to the interrogation chair.

It became a luxury to move even half an inch.

At this moment, Huang Kun felt ten thousand grass and mud horses galloping past in his heart.

He was the deputy director of the Dongxing District Public Security Bureau of Qingzhou City. When had he been handcuffed to an interrogation chair?

Especially along the way, from the few words he just said, he already understood why the people from the provincial department arrested him.

It is precisely because of the antiques from Yuan Dynasty tombs in Qingzhou.

But what he couldn't figure out was that he had clearly asked Cheng Dong to handle the batch of cultural relics, but why did this batch of cultural relics suddenly and inexplicably end up in his family's truck transporting raw jade stones?

Huang Kun's face was as dark as dead water. This matter must have something to do with Cheng Dong.

"Name?"

"Huang Kun!"

"age?"

"Forty eight!"

"gender?"

Being directly illuminated by the incandescent lamp, Huang Kun was already very irritable.

"I said gay, can't you see my gender?"

Si Kui smiled contemptuously and shouted: "Huang Kun, I ask you to pay attention to the attitude of your words. We are state officials, you are a criminal, who is your comrade? What do I ask, what do you answer, where is all this nonsense? I ask again, gender?"

"I... am male!" Huang Kun was furious.

"Huang Kun, do you know why we specially mobilized troops to arrest you?"

"do not know!"

Si Kui smiled coldly: "Huang Kun, if you confess, you will be given leniency but if you refuse, I hope you will be able to confess your crimes and strive for leniency. Otherwise, there will only be a cold prison waiting for you!"

Huang Kun grinned: "I don't even know what you are talking about, so why am I guilty? Why don't I know?"

"Snapped!"

Lao Mo's face darkened, and he slammed the folder in his hand on the table with a loud bang.

"Huang Kun, according to reports from the masses, as a public official, you have a corrupt private life. You have committed adultery with the wives of your subordinates many times. You have committed crimes on your own, and collaborated with tomb robbers to steal a large number of cultural relics from the Yuan Dynasty Tomb in Qingzhou. You even attempted to smuggle cultural relics from the Dragon Kingdom abroad.

Just over half an hour ago, according to reports from the masses, comrades from the Special Police Corps of our Provincial Public Security Department had found a large number of cultural relics in a truck used by your Huang family to transport jadeite rough. Experts determined that they were the items stolen from the tomb of the Yuan Dynasty in Qingzhou. Cultural relics, the truck driver Gong Juren reported you Huang Kun under his real name for smuggling cultural relics. Why, do you want me to list them for you one by one? "

Immediately, Lao Mo brought the photos of the truck, the antique photos in the large wooden box in the truck compartment, and the transcript signed by the truck driver Gong Juren in front of Huang Kun, and showed them one by one.

Looking at the photos in Lao Mo's hand and Gong Juren's notes, Huang Kun's face turned green with anger.

He yelled, "Fucking fart! This is simply alarmist! It's a frame-up, it's a frame-up!"

Si Kui smiled playfully and called Lao Mo back: "It seems that you are still too excited and need to calm down first! Let's go out first and let him calm down for an hour!"

Lao Mo turned around and looked at Si Kui suspiciously, wondering what Si Kui meant and why he didn't take the opportunity to add fuel to the fire and get Huang Kun to plead guilty.

As a result, Si Kui walked out of the interrogation room in the next second, opened the door and smiled playfully at Lao Mo: "Let's go! Let's go out and rest for an hour first, and let Bureau Huang calm down for an hour. Maybe after an hour, Bureau Huang will I figured it out! By the way, don’t turn off the lights, otherwise the interrogation room will be too dark!”

Lao Mo understood instantly.

He moved the incandescent lamp a little closer to Huang Kun's face with compassion.

Huang Kun could no longer open his eyes under the blazing light, and his head was so hot that he was covered in sweat.

"You are abusing lynching. I want to sue you and see my lawyer..."

Huang Kun roared for a while, but no one criticized him.

After leaving the interrogation room, Lao Mo silently gave Xiaokui a thumbs up: "Okay! Xiaokui, you are wearing a bra like an old sow now - one set after another!"

Xiaokui touched her nose and smiled: "Hey! This is what the boss taught me. But, Lao Mo, if you just stay in the light for an hour, nothing will happen to Huang Kun, right?"

Lao Mo waved his hand: "Don't worry! The distance I put the lamp is neither too far nor too close. It can roast Huang Kun to a point where he is worse than dead, but also ensures that he will not die. However, Huang Kun is very tough-talking. After an hour , are you sure you can get him to let go?"

Xiaokui chuckled: "Don't worry, this hour of light is just to dampen his mood. The anonymous report letter from 'Cheng Dong' is the most critical part in defeating Huang Kun's mentality! Look at Huang Kun, I'm going to interrogate that Liu Manting to see if there is any breakthrough!"

"Okay! Go ahead!"

Lao Mo nodded, took out 200 yuan and asked two young police officers to go to the canteen at the door to buy a box of iced drinks and a few boxes of ice cream, and let a few action police officers divide it among themselves.

The two young police officers ran out of the Municipal Public Security Bureau happily.

After a while, I came back with four large convenience bags.

There are a variety of drinks and ice cream.

Lao Mo took a bottle of Coke and an ice cream by himself and walked into Guan Huangkun's interrogation room.

I moved a chair and sat in front of Huang Kun, drinking ice coke, eating ice cream, and watching "Hurry Up". How comfortable it looked!

Huang Kun was fat and was very irritable when he was confined to an interrogation chair that was less than half a meter away.

I was illuminated by the incandescent lamp again. Only five minutes had passed, and my mouth was already dry, my eyes were red, and my whole body was soaked.

Seeing Lao Mo drinking iced Coke and eating ice cream in front of him, Huang Kun's throat felt like it was stabbed with a knife, and his Adam's apple couldn't help but twitch.

But no matter how hard I swallowed, it had no effect.

He really wanted to salivate, but he was also the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau. How could he not know that this hour was just to dampen his spirit.

Even if he asked for a drink of water, the male special police officer in front of him would not be able to give it to him.

So he didn't bother to waste any words.

You can only get through it with your own willpower.

What happened today was obviously someone setting up a trap for him to get out of, and they wanted to force the shit basin over his head.

Although he deserved the crime.

But it is still different from being forced to take the shit out of the basin.

He must insist on not letting go. Only by refusing to admit that he is related to the antique case can he have a chance to stand up.

As long as Fan admits something, there is only a cold prison waiting for him.

Moreover, Huang Kun believed that as long as he could hold on, and his death was framed and framed by others, that man would definitely find a way to save him.

After gritting his teeth and persisting for an hour, Huang Kun was so hot that he almost collapsed.

His whole face was hot, and his eyes were swollen as if they had been stung by a wasp, with only a single line left.

My lips are full of chapped and dead skin.

At this time, the door of the interrogation room was pushed open, and Xiaokui walked in with a playful look on his face and handed a minute of the transcript to Lao Mo.

Lao Mo looked at the contents of the transcript curiously, and then looked at Huang Kun in astonishment for a long time.

He narrowed his eyes and teased: "Okay! Huang Bureau, you are having a good time! Even your brother-in-law's wife is not spared. Your brother-in-law He Manjun is still in charge of the security work at the Yuan Dynasty Tomb and works exhaustingly. You and his wife are here You work so hard on the big round bed in the hotel, you can be considered a fellow-minded person! Hahaha..."

What Lao Mo never expected was that the person who was having trouble with Huang Kun in the hotel tonight was actually Liu Manting, the wife of Huang Kun's brother-in-law He Manjun.

This is interesting...