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With a bang, the man flew backwards. Jiang Mian couldn't hold back, so he took two steps back and raised his hand to touch his lower back.
The pain caused by the sudden pull on the wound due to strong force was worse than the pain caused by the original injury-she forgot that she was injured.
Looking up, the person she kicked out had been pushed to the ground by two police officers.
Even though the man was pinned to the ground by the police, he kept struggling and yelling: "Let me go! Why are you arresting me?"
The policeman shouted angrily: "Don't move!"
Zhou Sirui ran over and put his baton on the man's waist. The latter slapped him and became honest.
"Handcuff me," he said, and then his eyes widened when he saw Jiang Mian, "Why are you here?"
Jiang Mian didn't know what Zhou Sirui's name was, but Zhou Sirui was hanging around in front of the detective father last night. Jiang Mian was very familiar with his face. She lifted up the insulator and said softly: "I'll give it to Uncle Lian." Deliver meals.”
A policeman standing by said: "She was the one who stopped Wang Gang, otherwise we would have been in a lot of trouble."
Zhou Sirui: "..."
During the day, there were several times more people on the fifth floor than last night. There were police officers coming and going, some in uniforms and some in plainclothes. Except for the person on duty last night who knew that Jiang Mian was the niece of the company, no one else knew.
Now hearing the conversation between Jiang Mian and Zhou Sirui, it was obvious that the girl was here to see the company. For a moment, curious eyes fell on Jiang Mian.
Zhou Sirui glanced around with sharp eyes. The company was not here, and his niece had the obligation to help protect him: "What are you doing in a daze? Go get busy."
"The company is having a meeting, you come with me first." Zhou Sirui led Jiang Mian to the detective's father's office.
Jiang Mian glanced at the cuffed person: "That person just now..."
Zhou Sirui explained: "The robber who was just caught in the house saw that the hostess was pretty and had strong intentions..." He paused and mumbled, "Fortunately, he was discovered in time."
Jiang Mian's face turned cold. He had known that the kick just now would have been harsher.
"Just wait in the office." Zhou Sirui said. He didn't know when the company would finish its meeting.
Jiang Mian's heart stirred. Last night, she asked Tang Xiaoshu where the drug lord was being held. The latter didn't say, so he probably got the order from the detective father.
What about the person in front of me
It’s okay to try anyway.
So she asked obediently: "Uncle, where was the murderer last night locked up?"
Zhou Sirui was stunned for two seconds before he realized that Jiang Mian's "uncle" was calling him. He touched his face and felt a little worried: He was only twenty-five.
Immediately I thought: In this way, the company and I are "equal", and I felt happy again for no reason.
He coughed and answered without thinking: "In detention room No. 3."
Someone called him, but he ignored Jiang Mian and left in a hurry.
Jiang Mian put the thermos box on the desk and checked the time. It was almost one o'clock. It looked like the detective father wouldn't be back for a while.
After thinking about it, Jiang Mian decided to go to Detention Room No. 3 to have a look.
But the location of Detention Room No. 3... By coincidence, there is a map of the fifth floor hanging on the wall of the detective's office.
The entire fifth floor is the office area of the criminal investigation team, with a large area and a large layout. This schematic diagram is to allow new police officers to quickly familiarize themselves with the location of the fifth floor.
The detention room was in a special detention area. Jiang Mian memorized the diagram in his mind and followed the route.
There are three detention rooms in the detention area. I don't know if it was a coincidence or something. When Jiang Mian came over, there was no one outside the detention room No. 3.
Jiang Mian frowned. For prisoners held in the detention room, even if the prisoners' hands and feet were tied, there should be police guarding the door.
Little did she know, it was a coincidence that she had arrived just now, and the policeman guarding outside happened to go to the toilet. After all, the prisoner was locked, and the police couldn't keep an eye on him every minute, so there was still time to go to the toilet.
The glass in the No. 3 detention room where Zhong Wuli is held is double-sided glass. The prisoner cannot see what is going on outside, but people outside can see inside through the mirror.
Zhong Wuli's legs and hands were simply treated with splints and bandages. He sat on the chair, without any pain on his face. There was a newspaper on the table in front of him, and he read it with gusto, very leisurely.
As if sensing some kind of peeping, he suddenly raised his head and looked in the mirror.
Jiang Mian narrowed his eyes. This person's perception was quite strong.
Zhong Wuli slowly raised his lips: "Lian Feng, have you found any evidence to convict me?"
He thought it was Lian Feng standing outside the mirror.
He knew that Lian Feng knew lip reading and could read his meaning even if he couldn't hear his voice.
Zhong Wuli had met many policemen and killed many policemen. He thought he knew the police's tricks clearly, but in the end, he still fell into the hands of the police.
For a while, he really believed in Lian Feng. Oh no, it's Feng Lian.
However, his little trust caused him to stumble and almost couldn't stand up.
Jiang Mian saw confidence in Zhong Wuli's eyes.
She frowned and put aside Zhong Wuli's identity as a drug lord. Last night he broke into the police station with a gun and intended to kill the detective's father. This alone was enough to convict him.
Even if the mole in the system wants to protect him, what reason would he use
The little paper man felt Jiang Mian's mood swings and secretly popped his head out of Jiang Mian's sleeves.
Jiang Mian pushed its head back—the police station was crowded and there were cameras everywhere.
However, the little paper man managed to get out of his shell again.
Then, she saw the palm-sized paper man suddenly shrink and turn into a small white dot.
Jiang Mian: "..."
She didn't know that the little paper man transformed by Master Tian could become smaller!
The little paper man's heart beat from Jiang Mian's hand. Even if someone saw it, they would just think it was a little bit of flying catkins and wouldn't think much about it.
The little paper man became smaller, but also lighter. It took a long time to float to the ground.
Jiang Mian looked around and took a step forward. The wind brought up blew the little paper man towards the door, saving the little paper man a lot of time.
The little paper man slipped in through the crack in the door, and then he skillfully found a place where the surveillance camera couldn't see it, and changed his body back to its original size - this kind of thing has been done with Master Tian a lot, and practice makes him perfect.
There was a smile in Jiang Mian's eyes, and she gave the little paper man a big thumbs up in her heart.
It is inconvenient for her to enter the detention room, but it does not prevent the little paper man from entering.
The little paper man quietly climbed up through the legs of the chair, and finally attached it to the hem of Zhong Wuli's clothes on his back, and crawled in very lightly.
Zhong Wuli had no idea that there was a small paper man quietly climbing up in the clothes behind him.
Then, it gathers strength.
There was a bang, and Zhong Wuli's head hit the table hard.
To an outsider, it looked like he suddenly went crazy and banged his head on the table.
Bang bang bang, Zhong Wuli kept hitting his head, and soon, the middle of his forehead became swollen.
Jiang Mian covered her mouth to prevent herself from laughing out loud. At this moment, policeman Xiao Li, who had gone to the toilet, came back and saw Jiang Mian: "Who are you?"
Jiang Mian quickly calmed down his expression, pointed at the mirror, and said innocently: "Uncle policeman, look at the person inside, he is crazy."
Xiao Li knew that the prisoners here were very important. He looked over and saw Zhong Wuli banging his head. He didn't think much about it at first - some prisoners, in order to attract the police's attention when they were detained, They always make various actions, and self-mutilation is very common.
Then he realized something was wrong. It didn't look like the prisoner was deliberately injuring himself to attract attention. It looked like he was committing suicide!
He hurriedly notified other police officers, then opened the door and rushed in to check on Zhong Wuli. The little paper man quietly retreated.
Zhong Wuli hadn't fainted yet, but his consciousness was already a little unclear. The previous leisurely contentment was completely gone. His forehead was bruised and swollen, his nose was bleeding continuously, and his whole face looked a little miserable.
Jiang Mian stood outside silently, waiting for the little paper man to come out.
But before she could wait, she saw Detective Dad, Zhou Sirui, Tang Xiaoshu, and Bureau Fu heading here from a distance.
Jiang Mian: "..."
Lian Feng: "..."
Pay Bureau: "?"
Zhou Sirui took a breath: "Mianmian, didn't I ask you to wait in the company office?"
Jiang Mian faced the detective's stern eyes and lowered her voice: "Well... I just took a walk and then came here."
"Hello, Fu Bureau." She greeted the detective's boss obediently.
Fu Ju had hardly slept all night, and her eyes were very green. When she saw Jiang Mian, she was stunned for a moment, and then she remembered her relationship with Lian Feng, and smiled stiffly at Jiang Mian.
But now is not the time for small talk, Lian Feng said to Tang Xiaoshu: "Take her to my office."
Jiang Mian didn't want to leave, her little paper man was still in the detention room.
However, facing the gaze of the detective father, she had no choice but to follow Tang Xiaoshu away silently - the little paper man would find a way to come back.
"How is this going?"
When he entered the detention room, he was shocked to see Zhong Wuli with a face that looked like he had run a dyeing workshop.
Xiao Li explained that when he heard Xiao Li say that Zhong Wuli suddenly mutilated himself, Lian Feng's eyebrows moved and he took two steps closer. Zhong Wuli saw him and his eyes focused in a trance.
He spat out a mouthful of blood, as if he wanted to say something, but didn't.
Lian Feng's hands were propped on the table, and in his ears he could hear Bureau Fu's questions and the voices of other police officers. At this moment, he was propped on the edge of the table, and the palm of his left hand facing down was suddenly lightly scratched.
Lian Feng: "..."
The little paper figure slipped into his hand quietly. Lian Feng curled up his fingers calmly and put his left hand into his trouser pocket naturally: "Let the forensic doctor take a look first."
Bureau Fu added: "Adjust monitoring."
Zhong Wuli had always behaved extremely calmly. It was so abnormal to suddenly act like this. Naturally, he needed to be monitored to see what was going on before he went "crazy".
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"Mianmian, why did you come to the police station?" Tang Xiaoshu led Jiang Mian back to the detective's office. She was very surprised. According to the company's nervousness about the girl, they probably wouldn't let her come to the police station again.
And according to her brother Tang Xiaole, Jiang Mian should be filming in the film and television city. Why does it feel like she has so much free time as an actor? !
"I'm here to deliver lunch to Uncle Lian." When Jiang Mian came over, he brought back the slippers and clothes that Tang Xiaoshu lent her last night and returned them to Tang Xiaoshu.
Tang Xiaoshu glanced at the thermos box on his desk and thought: No wonder the company is so nervous about this niece, the little girl is so considerate.
It's just that I haven't seen Jiang Mianlai before...
She stopped her divergent thoughts, told Jiang Mian not to run around, and went to work again.
Jiang Mian sat on the chair very honestly now, waiting for the detective father to come back.
She continued to take a file and read it. She didn't know how long it had passed before she heard footsteps outside the door.
The door was opened, and the detective father took a long step, closed the door and walked in expressionlessly.
"Dad." Jiang Mian stood up, picked up the thermos box, and quickly stated the purpose of her visit, "I'm here to deliver lunch."
Lian Feng looked at her, and after a few seconds, he took out the paper figurine from his trouser pocket.
Jiang Mian: "Cough cough cough."