The policeman named Xiao Cheng was only stunned for a moment, then quickly pulled out the radio on his body, rushed inside to report the situation, and as soon as the voice fell, he rushed to the end of the flashlight.
Zhang Zichen's gaze followed the policeman inch by inch, until finally he reached the end of the flashlight.
There was also a person lying on his stomach, but this person had a dagger without a blade stuck in the back of his heart. . .
"Damn, this time I'm in big trouble..."
No matter how calm Zhang Zichen was this time, he couldn't help but swear.
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"Hopeless..."
Xiao Cheng removed his hand from the dead man's wrist, put the flashlight aside, and immediately turned around, carefully observed the surrounding situation, and then turned his eyes sharply back to Zhang Zichen who was handcuffed on the ground.
"Now you can explain it."
"Confession? Confession of what?"
Zhang Zichen raised his phoenix eyes, and looked into Xiao Cheng's eyes without hesitation. The mentality of human beings is like this now. If you encounter a situation that you can’t explain clearly, the more you avoid it, the more you dodge it, the easier it is for others to suspect it.
"Hehe, seeing you are so young, you don't seem to be panicking when you see a dead person."
Xiao Cheng didn't know whether he was interested in Zhang Zichen or had greater doubts, but there was still doubt in his eyes.
"Who stipulated that you need to panic when you see a dead person... Damn! Someone died, I was scared to death!!!..."
"Be serious! Name!"
Xiao Cheng sternly snarled at Zhang Zichen.
"Zhang Zichen"
"age!"
"twenty two"
"I was chasing you just now, why are you running!"
"I didn't know you were a cop"
"Are you alone!"
"Yes"
"Profession!"
"unemployed"
"Tell me your home address!"
"Streets of SJZ"
"Don't play tricks on me here, is it useful to play with this little cleverness?!"
Listening to Zhang Zichen's fluent answers, Xiao Cheng became even more angry at this time, which was obviously a common practice for police interrogation.
"I'm telling the truth. I'm an orphan and a gangster on the street. I don't want to live on the street. Do you want me to live in your house? Oh, but the bachelor apartment you live in doesn't have a place for me to live in."
It was as if a slowly laid net was about to catch an unsuspecting prey, Zhang Zichen's Danfeng's eyes began to flicker.
"You... what did you say?"
"Why, don't you live in a single apartment? And you don't have a good relationship with your neighbors; your family is difficult, and you have a younger sister who dropped out of school at home. With excellent grades, you successfully entered the police station after graduating from college. Although you are clean and neat, if you can get rid of your sloppy hands and feet, I believe you can do it."
Apart from being sluggish, Cheng Ze felt that the phoenix eyes of Zhang Zichen were getting more and more radiant.
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"Boy! If I find out that you have investigated me, I will not let it go"
Cheng Ze hastily restrained his mind and said viciously to Zhang Zichen who was lying there.
"Cheng Ze!...Cheng Ze!...Are you okay..." A silver bell-like voice came from far to near.
As the sound of tamping footsteps got closer, Zhang Zichen could faintly see a man also in police uniform by the light of the flashlight. . . lesbians. . . Forehead. . . It was a beautiful female police officer who hurried over here.
"Also! Shut up for a while, and I'll interrogate you when I get back to the prison!"
After hearing the voice, Cheng Ze turned his head and growled at Zhang Zichen. But Zhang Zichen nodded knowingly and raised his eyebrows with an expression of watching the excitement, which clearly meant that I understand. . .
Cheng Ze gritted his teeth, and then signaled his direction to several policemen who came running over one after another. Similarly, he also signaled that the situation around him was fine.
Seeing Cheng Ze's attention away from him, Zhang Zichen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. If his hands weren't cuffed behind his back, he really wanted to rub the bridge of his nose right now.
A gust of fragrant wind blew in, and a figure squatted directly beside Cheng Ze. Although this woman was wearing a police uniform, she still couldn't hide her graceful figure. A few strands of her hair combed in the cap fell on her delicate little hair. Beside his face, a pair of big eyes filled with anxiety.
"Cheng Ze, are you okay, are you hurt?!"
Anxiously asking, eagerly caring, a few drops of fragrant sweat slipped from the cheeks of this fragrant figure, and the trajectory ended at the corner of the vermilion lips clenched by white teeth.
"Sun Ke, I'm fine, don't worry, everyone, there is something wrong here!"
In front of the other two colleagues who came running over one after another, Cheng Ze didn't want to do anything else. He just slowly took Sun Ke's hand off his arm, squeezed it, and then gestured with his chin. that corpse.