Without giving any extra time, Cheng Muyun must go with them immediately.
Get in the car and drive directly out the back door of the manor.
Cheng Muyun turned back and glanced at the gray wall that was not too high, thinking about what Wen Han would do when he found out that he disappeared. If just over a month ago, this ordinary Moscow girl would have cried, but now
The car passed the street outside the manor.
The streets were crowded with people from all over the world to participate in the celebration of the owner of the manor's conversion to Buddha tomorrow. Crowded people, old people, children and women, all dressed up.
Noisy and lively.
…
In the car, Meng Liangchuan sat side by side with several Indian police officers armed with guns, sitting opposite Cheng Mu. Meng Liangchuan coughed and talked to him in a more official tone: "That's right, after Fu Yiming and you negotiated cooperation, in fact, Fu Yiming's superior, that is, the boss of the International Criminal Police Organization, did not agree. So you have a superior detective undercover in your team for many years."
"Oh? Is that so?" Cheng Muyun's eyes jumped with his unique smile, waiting for Meng Liangchuan to continue.
Meng Liangchuan raised his eyebrows: "His task is to monitor you. Cheng Muyun, you should also know very well that you were not from our system at the beginning. You have a criminal record and been in prison."
Cheng Muyun motioned for him to continue.
"This time, you came back suddenly, and Fu Yiming also cooperated with you to call all the team members to Nepal and India, which made the above very nervous. The task that this undercover agent received is to continue to monitor you and see what you are going to do," Meng Liangchuan sighed Tone, "Originally, everyone kept silent. But when there is a murder case, it is different. We are all criminal policemen, we can't use the methods of the underworld, and we can't stomp the hands and feet of anyone who betrays the organization."
Cheng Muyun nodded, picked up a bottle of water, and glanced at Meng Liangchuan. Meng Liangchuan smiled: "Drink, it's specially prepared for you."
He unscrewed the cap and drank slowly.
Meng Liangchuan finally sighed: "Zhou Ke and Zhuang Yan are both criminal policemen, and it is impossible not to be held accountable if they die. Of course, my brother and I in Nepal can testify that Zhou Ke was not killed by you. But Zhuang Yan died so suddenly. , you didn't allow the autopsy, and the body was removed, which is a violation of the law. So the undercover detective passed the information to me according to the regulations... I passed it on to my superior, and the order I received was to take you away. ."
Cheng Muyun nodded and finally asked, "So, who is this person?"
Is it Fu Yiming? Chen Yuan? Or Cheng Jiayi
There are only a few people who can follow him for many years and play a surveillance role. No one else is close to him.
Meng Liangchuan found it difficult to say the name.
It is equivalent to telling Cheng Muyun that when he was trying his best to find out the "inner ghost", someone stabbed him in the back and revealed that he was related to the murder case...
"You'll know in a while." Meng Liangchuan hesitated for a long time, but didn't say anything.
The car passed the planting area all the way.
From the coffee plantation, to the tea garden, and finally to the sea of sunflowers, until the car drove into a very ordinary farmhouse and stopped in the yard, Cheng Muyun was told that he could get off the car.
He got out of the car, and the people gathered around dispersed.
Someone walked out of the house. It was a senior criminal police officer in his forties. The man had an Asian face and said in English: "Hello, hero of the past."
Cheng Muyun didn't answer, his gaze shifted to look at the person behind the high official - Chen Yuan, who had put on a police uniform and was coughing in a low voice.
Chen Yuan took off his blue metal-framed glasses and smiled apologetically to Cheng Muyun.
Cheng Muyun didn't say a word and went directly into the room.
Ordinary farm houses were hastily set up as interrogation rooms.
The high-ranking official and two subordinates sat behind the long table, pointed to the three chairs in front, and still smiled kindly: "Routine business, let's talk."
Meng Liangchuan and Chen Yuan walked over knowingly and sat down.
As the people who came all the way with Cheng Muyun, of course the two of them will also be tried.
The senior official pointed to the chair in the middle again, Cheng Muyun walked over, glanced at Meng Liangchuan, looked at Chen Yuan deeply, and sat down.
The door was closed, and there were only six of them except the recorder.
Three interrogators, three interrogators.
The senior criminal police officer pointed at Meng Liangchuan with a pen: "When did you know Cheng Muyun and why?"
Meng Liangchuan recalled: "Three years ago, in order to investigate the largest smuggling gang in Nepal, I was an undercover agent and entered the underground black market to become a mercenary. Half a year ago, my superior suddenly gave instructions that Cheng Muyun had entered Nepal and asked me to find a way to approach him."
"You know what he's here for?"
"I don't know, I don't know at all," Meng Liangchuan lied with a frank face, "I only know that he wanted to snatch a batch of goods and take revenge for destroying the smuggling base in Nepal. Later, I helped him deliver the goods to India. This manor, my business is over."
"Oh?" The senior official was suspicious, "I really don't know? Then why are you still staying in Nepal?"
"This," Meng Liangchuan coughed, "I knew early on that there was an undercover brother by his side, and I wanted to follow him. If the undercover brother is in any danger, I can help."
Meng Liangchuan looked calm.
The senior official nodded and looked at Chen Yuan: "When did you know Cheng Muyun and why?"
Chen Yuan said calmly: "Thirteen years ago, after Fu Yiming was rescued by Cheng Muyun in prison, he had to recruit Cheng Muyun to conduct the action team and hand over the position of the team leader to him. So my superiors sent me to join the action team. The task is to monitor Cheng Muyun."
"You know what he's here for?"
"Not completely sure, just guessing," Chen Yuan continued to tell the truth, "After Cheng Muyun entered Nepal half a year ago, he gave Fu Yiming news that the entire operation team should come to the border between Nepal and India to continue investigating the case. That case was only destroyed in that year. The smuggling channel on the border of Russia’s Inner Mongolia, Cheng Muyun said, he has now mastered the smuggling channel on the border of India and Nepal.”
"So Cheng Muyun came here this time to continue helping Fu Yiming investigate the case as a member who quit."
"No, this is his excuse," Chen Yuan pondered for a few seconds, "He came back for revenge. He suspected that a traitor appeared many years ago, so that the action team killed so many people, so Cheng Muyun came back this time to find an inner ghost. ."
The high-ranking official nodded: "You mean, he wants to use lynching to investigate the traitors in the action group by illegal means?"
"Yes, it is an illegal method." Chen Yuan came to a conclusion.
There was a knocking sound in the room.
The records were sent to the headquarters at the same time, and they were destroyed on the computer at the same time, without any records.
These people are not qualified to do trials. After all, the action team in Moscow is very high-level. The senior criminal police officer who is interrogating is one level lower than Fu Yiming and has no right to deal with it.
Therefore, only responsible for questioning, waiting for the headquarters to judge:
Whether to imprison Cheng Muyun and hand it over to the headquarters.
Next.
Everyone's attention turned to Cheng Muyun.
After all, it has been ten years since he disappeared, and when he sees a real person, he feels like a man walking out of a pile of old black and white photos.
Time will smooth everything.
Now, he is mad and mad, and he is as quiet as a deep pool of clear water.
The official coughed, ready to ask questions.
"I need a Russian translator," Cheng Muyun told the other person in English lightly, "Look, I'm still a Muscovite after all, and I don't need my mother tongue. It's a big disadvantage for me if I don't express my meaning. Also, please give me a cup of hot water. Shui, I don't want the atmosphere here to turn into an interrogation, and I don't think I have made any mistakes. Especially for Mr. Chen Yuan's malicious speculation about this 'illegal method'."
"Of course, of course, none of this is conclusive," the official beckoned. "Go outside and find someone who can speak Russian and English, and by the way, pour a cup of hot water for Mr. Cheng Muyun..."
Five minutes later, all his demands were fulfilled.
The official coughed again, ready to ask questions.
"I came here to check the border between India and Nepal to check the smuggling routes," Cheng Muyun answered directly without asking him. "Of course, only half of the matter has been checked. After the base in Nepal was bombed, my clues were cut off."
"Oh?" The official thought for a while, "Then why did you come to India?"
"Because, the Buddha is here."
"… "
"Nepal, India, is the birthplace of Buddhism. Although I became a monk somewhere in China, and I don't believe in Hinduism, I am of the same sect after all. I think there should be no condemnation for coming here because of my religious beliefs?" Cheng Muyun tasted the hot water in his hand carefully, as if he was sipping a cup of rich Indian coffee.
"I am very saddened by Zhou Ke's death. I hope you can continue to investigate and make that smuggling group pay the price it deserves," Cheng Muyun smiled and looked at the officials in front of him. After all, he was also the leader of the action team in Moscow. Two levels higher than this official level... "But sorry, I can't help you, I'm a monk."
"Please rest assured," the official said solemnly, "We have set up a special case for Zhou Ke's death, and the sacrifice of any companion should be remembered."
"Zhuang Yan..." Cheng Muyun lowered his eyes, unexpectedly silent.
Everything was quiet, including the person who sent the record stopped.
Waiting for this crucial answer.
"I'm also very sad, although I'm not familiar with him," Cheng Muyun said again, "why not do an autopsy? Because I don't trust any outsiders, people in the action team have sent Zhuang Yan's body back to Moscow, I believe, A detailed autopsy report will come out soon. If you need me to cooperate with the investigation at that time, I will be happy."
There is no need for interrogation and questioning.
Cheng Muyun finished what he had to say.
Including the last sentence: "And Mr. Chen Yuan guessing that I am investigating the ghost? This is really ridiculous, I left the action team ten years ago, I am not the team leader, I have no qualifications, and I have no right to investigate. I'm sorry. , I do not accept the charges."