In the interrogation room, Wang Zuying changed his attitude almost instantly, from the one who just stretched his neck and yelled, to a turtle holding his head, and he kept explaining:
"Comrade policeman, I really smoked a long time ago, and I definitely haven't recently..."
The female police officer just smiled slightly: "Our test strips can detect the history of drug use within two weeks, but it is not "that long". "
Wang Zuying choked, and continued to beg for mercy: "I, I really don't dare, next time I..."
Beside the female policeman, the policeman in charge of recording turned his gaze from the computer screen to him: "Have you had a drug record half a year ago? Did you say the same thing last time?"
Wang Zuying: "..."
Wang Zuying sniffled: "I regret it now, I regret it very much..."
The policewoman knocked on the table with the pen in her hand: "Okay, it's useless for you to regret it, come on, now tell me why you planted drugs on your roommate."
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The door of the mediation room was pushed open, and Jiang Zhao stood up immediately: "Comrade police."
The policewoman signaled Jiang Zhao to sit down, then sat at the other table in the mediation room, and explained: "We have already interrogated Wang Zuiying. He confessed to framing Jin Dahu. The specific reason is that someone took the initiative to do it for him. He supplied the drugs and ordered him to do so. If he succeeds, he will be paid fifty thousand dollars."
Jiang Zhao immediately asked: "Who is that person?"
The female policeman shook her head: "The place they contacted was the urban area without surveillance coverage. We are still working hard to investigate the surveillance. But according to Wang Zuying, there is a very conspicuous scar on that person's hand. Do you have any impressions? ?”
Jiang Zhao and Xiaohu looked at each other, and then at Xiao Siye, both of them could see the meaning of denial from their expressions.
The policewoman said: "If there is nothing else, Jin Dahu can go home now. Wang Zueying is a second drug addict and will be detained for fifteen days. As for the person who framed him, we will do our best to track down the person who framed him. Go back and wait for the news."
Now that the matter has come to this point, all Jiang Zhao and the others can do is to trust the police.
Jiang Zhao had no choice but to nod: "Thank you, Comrade Police."
When he left the police station and returned to the nanny car, Xiaohu was still at a loss: "Brother, have I offended anyone, but I don't remember any..."
"Don't think about it so much," Jiang Zhao said, "go home and have a good rest, and trust the people's police."
Xiaohu had no choice but to agree, but he was also a big-hearted man. The driver sent him home, and he went upstairs happily, not forgetting to wave goodbye to Jiang Zhao.
It was already three o'clock in the morning, but Jiang Zhao didn't feel sleepy at all. He lowered his head and refreshed the WeChat messages on his mobile phone. After a while, he suddenly remembered that there was a living person beside him: "Send you home first?"
He was so engrossed in thinking about things that he just asked the driver to drive in the direction of his home, but he forgot that there was another Xiao Siye.
Xiao Si also smiled, with a teasing tone: "I thought you were going to take me back to your home."
Jiang Zhao: "..."
The driver didn't dare to speak in front—after all, he thought so too.
"I'll take you back now," Jiang Zhao said decisively, and he was a little confused, "You've been tossing around all night, aren't you sleepy?"
Xiao Si also asked back: "Aren't you sleepy?"
Jiang Zhao was silent for a second before saying, "I'm waiting for the result, I can't sleep."
As soon as he finished speaking, a notification tone sounded on WeChat.
Jiang Zhao immediately lowered his head, and his eyes lit up a little as it was the news he was looking forward to.
Xiao Si also kept paying attention to his expression, and asked, "Who is it?"
He just asked casually, without the intention that Jiang Zhao would tell him everything in detail, but Jiang Zhao directly handed him the phone screen.
Xiao Si also paused for this action of treating him as his own, and then turned his gaze to the phone screen:
Lao Zhan: "There is nothing wrong with the donor's body, just a sudden change of mind. I went to check and found that their family made a fortune from somewhere, and they are preparing to travel, and they want their little girl to go abroad study abroad."
Jiang Zhao: "There is no reason?"
Lao Zhan: "I asked their neighbors around, and only an old lady said that she saw a very ordinary-looking strange man come to their house one day."
Jiang Zhao: "Does that person have any other characteristics?"
Old Zhan: "Oh yes, the old lady said he also wore a hat, but I can't remember the rest."
"Old Zhan used to be a paparazzi, and I would ask him for anything," Jiang Zhao held the phone screen on his fingertips and twirled it. "Someone paid a lot of money to bribe the donor, so he refused the donation."
But Zuo Xiaoqiu and Zuo's father, a pair of orphans and widows, don't have the personality to easily make enemies with others, so who would spend so much money to target them specifically
Xiao Si also asked: "Have you already guessed?"
Jiang Zhao didn't speak, and the mobile phone on his fingertips stopped: "I need to know why he did this."
It is obvious that the target has always been him, but he has tried every means to attack the people around him frequently.
Is there anything that can't be directed at him? What on earth is this idiot Han Tingfeng trying to do
"I'm going to find him." Jiang Zhao leaned back on the car seat and smiled mockingly, "It's also possible that he's just waiting for me to contact him."
Just as Xiao Si was about to say that he would go with him, the cell phone in his coat suddenly rang.
After connecting, the manager's sister sounded a little panicked: "Ah Ye! What are you doing at the police station in the middle of the night? You were photographed!"
Jiang Zhao was taken aback when he heard the words, and immediately opened Weibo. On the top of the hot search, there was an entry of #今红影帝疑着晚夜进入警局#. Netizens who stayed up late to eat melons had already begun to crazily diverge from the only blurred photos. Thoughts, the number of views directly jumped to tens of millions.
The angles of the photos in the hot search are all very subtle, and it just so happened that Xiao Si also walked into the police station in profile, perfectly covering all signs about Jiang Zhao.
"Fuck," Jiang Zhao couldn't help cursing, "You really don't let anyone go?"
Xiao Si is also very calm: "Maybe he just wants to stay until the end to deal with me. After all, he probably hates me the most."
The manager's sister was so frightened that her voice became sharper: "Who? Who hates you?"
"Sister Chun, it's okay," Xiao Si also whispered, "I'll call you back later."
"You go back and solve it first." Jiang Zhao frowned, "Don't let these things ferment, and I will also tell my public relations department to help you press the entry."
Before Xiao Si could speak, Jiang Zhao instructed the driver, "Go to his company and send him off first."
Xiao Si also stared at him for a while before he said, "What about you? Are you going to find him?"
Jiang Zhao glanced at him inexplicably: "Who are you looking for? I want to go home and catch up on sleep."
Only then did Xiao Siye's expression relax a bit.
He stared into Jiang Zhao's eyes: "If you want to find him, tell me first."
Jiang Zhao nodded perfunctorily: "Okay, okay, I must tell you to do it, I told you to come and support me."
He was really sleepy, and he lowered his head and yawned. After a whole night of tossing, his eyes were a little bit hard to open.
Xiao Si also smiled, took a small pillow from the back seat, and put it on for Jiang Zhao.
Jiang Zhao was not polite either, he put it on the back of his head when he took it, and fell asleep with his eyes closed.
The nanny car drove all the way to the downstairs of Xiao Siye's company. Jiang Zhao was already asleep, so Xiao Si got up gently and put on the coat he had just taken off for Jiang Zhao.
After he got out of the car and left, the driver just turned around at the intersection ahead, and Jiang Zhao opened his eyes.
"Don't go home," he sat up and said to the driver, "go two intersections ahead, then pull over for a while, I'll contact someone."
When the driver stopped on the side of the road, Jiang Zhao stared at the phone screen and dragged a number out of the blacklist.
—
Jiang Zhao walked into a 24-hour street convenience store and asked the driver to go back and rest first.
There was no one in the store, and the clerk had been playing match 3 games with his head down, not noticing him.
He bought a cup of self-service hot coffee and sat in the corner drinking while warming his hands.
Not long after, a Bentley arrived in front of the convenience store and stopped steadily.
Jiang Zhao squeezed the empty paper cup into a ball, threw it into the trash can next to it, opened the door and walked out of the convenience store. The driver wearing a peaked cap got out of the car himself and opened the rear door for him.
When Jiang Zhao lowered his head, he caught a glimpse of a centipede-like scar on the driver's right hand.
He paused slightly, then lowered his head and sat in the car.
"Xiao Zhao," Han Tingfeng was sitting in the car, looking at him with a smile, his eyes were gentle and introverted, "I'm very happy that you took the initiative to call me."
Jiang Zhao moved closer to the place by the window, completely different from him: "Give me an explanation."
Before Han Tingfeng could speak, Jiang Zhao looked at him coldly: "Don't say you don't know anything."
After a few seconds of stalemate, Han Tingfeng laughed again: "Xiao Zhao, I'm really happy that you can look at me so seriously."
"Sure enough, you can only see me if you drive away all the rubbish around you..." he sighed with emotion.
Jiang Zhao frowned and looked at him: "What do you mean?"
Han Tingfeng looked at him peacefully: "That's what I mean. I don't want garbage to approach you, they will make you unclean."
Jiang Zhao's heart skipped a beat, and he tried to keep calm: "So, you did all these recent things."
Han Tingfeng nodded directly: "Yes."
He answered without hesitation, and there was not even a trace of shame on that hypocritical face.
Jiang Zhao's anger instantly overwhelmed his reason.
In the next second, Han Tingfeng's face was tilted to the side, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his broken mouth. Jiang Zhao withdrew his fist, grabbed his collar instead, and growled, "What the hell are you trying to do?"
Han Tingfeng was obviously punched, but he grinned, and showed a gentle and crazy smile to Jiang Zhao:
"Xiao Zhao, you only need me by your side. Family, friends, lover, servant, whoever you want, I can be whoever you want."
"Xiao Zhao, I love you so much," his eyes showed a bit of sadness, "I didn't want to do this... but you are too disobedient."
Jiang Zhao felt a chill down his spine.
He dared to get into Han Tingfeng's car because he was sure that with his current status, if something happened, the people around him would definitely find out for the first time.
And as an adult man who has been exercising all the year round, Han Tingfeng can't do much for him.
But at this moment, his self-confidence was suddenly shaken for a moment.
A bad premonition rushed to Tianling Gai, he turned his head suddenly, but saw the raised hand of the driver in front—
And in his hand, the black electric shocker.
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