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Night, seven past six.
Zheng Xian has been sitting in the interrogation room for nearly thirty minutes.
Just after 6:30, he was still "sitting" at the investigation team, signaling the police officers to "be steady"... "For the safety of the hostages, don't act rashly."
Unexpectedly... In the blink of an eye, he was locked in the interrogation room and asked to hand over his cell phone.
Although no one has handcuffed him at this moment, Zheng Xian was already panicked...
click—
Just as Deputy Director Zheng was thinking wildly, someone opened the door.
There were three people who came in, the leader was Zheng Xian's immediate boss, Director Zhu of this branch. Behind Director Zhu are two young people... one of them looks good-looking, well-dressed, and his appearance and temperament give people a feeling of being inappropriate for his age and not being angry; while the other... is too much The description is also meaningless, we can sum it up in three words - "Feng Bujue".
"Bureau Zhu... what's going on here?" Zheng Xian immediately stood up from his chair, looked at the director and asked, "Is there some misunderstanding here?"
Director Zhu looked at him expressionlessly, was silent for two seconds, and replied: "These two... are both officials from the higher-level departments." He paused, "They have a few questions for you... You can tell the truth. gone."
After all, Director Zhu looked at Bao Qing again: "Sir, then I'll go out first."
"Yeah." Bao Qing nodded neither humble nor overbearing, "You've worked hard."
"Eh? Bureau Zhu... this... this is..." Zheng Xian wanted to call the chief, but the other party walked out without looking back, and closed the door behind him.
"Okay~ Deputy Director Zheng, it's useless for you to ask anyone for this matter." Feng Bujue stepped forward and came to the table, "Please sit down, let's sit down and talk."
Hearing this, Zheng Xian looked Feng Bujue up and down with a rather hostile gaze, then let out a breath from his nose, and sat down sideways.
There are four interrogation rooms in this branch. The pattern is similar with minor differences…
A space of about 20 square meters, with a table in the middle. On the side of the table near the door, there are two seats for the interrogators; on the opposite side. There was only one chair at the other side of the table for the interrogated person to sit on.
All the tables and chairs were fixed to the floor and could not be moved; on the side with only one seat, there were several small metal rings that could be used to fix the chains on the table top and corners of the table.
Two incandescent light tubes were installed in the high part of the interrogation room, and a desk lamp was placed on the table. The desk lamp was naturally placed on the half of the table near the door; in addition... a movable monitoring probe was pressed on each of the two opposite corners of the ceiling.
After Zheng Xian sat down, Bao Qing walked to one of the monitoring probes with ease... and pulled out the plug.
Then, he strolled to another probe on the opposite side of the room...
And Feng Bujue, just sat down in silence opposite Zheng Xian, staring at Deputy Chief Zheng's face with a half-smile, his expression was like a cook looking at a piece of good food and thinking about how to cook it...
"You... what do you mean?" Zheng Xian was stared at by Brother Jue, and his spine felt chills. He tried his best to calm down and asked a question.
Feng Bujue ignored his question, and asked instead: "Around 4:30 this afternoon. You answered a call in the bathroom."
Before he could finish his sentence, cold sweat was already streaming down Zheng Xian's temples.
"Who is on the other end of the phone? Why are you looking for me?" Feng Bujue asked.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Even though he felt a little guilty, Zheng Xian still pretended to be calm and replied.
"Oh... I don't know, right..." Feng Bujue said, and took out a transparent evidence bag from his arms, which contained Zheng Xian's mobile phone, "Deputy Director Zheng, you are also a policeman. You should know... Even if you delete the call records in your phone, we still have many ways to find out about your call."
Zheng Xian didn't speak, but avoided Brother Jue's sight.
"Hmph..." Feng Bujue saw this. With a cold snort, he continued, "As for me... I can probably guess what you're thinking... Do you think that if we have already found out something, even the phone recordings... there is no need to ask you again. Since we Now to cross-examine you. That means... we don't have any substantive information, at most it's just bluffing."
Zheng Xian remained silent.
"Heh..." Feng Bujue looked at the other party's reaction and smiled lightly, "Yes, we have indeed reached a deadlock. Because the person who called you was very cautious, and he used a disposable mobile phone card. This communication was re-routed and interfered with by other means...so nothing remained but a log of the call...neither traceable nor recorded."
Hearing this, an imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of Zheng Xian's mouth.
"Two...sirs." Zheng Xian finally replied at this time, Jue Ge's last sentence reassured him, "I did receive an inexplicable call this afternoon, but the person on the other end was just It's just to sell something, I hang up after a few perfunctory words. As for the situation you said... I really don't know."
"Oh..." Brother Jue nodded, "Heard me...you can't find anything, so you changed from 'don't know' to 'not sure', right?"
Zheng Xian didn't respond to this question, he has interrogated many suspects himself, when to answer and when to keep silent... He understands better than anyone else.
"However..." In the next second, Feng Bujue changed the topic, "The cautiousness of the person on the other end of the phone, or...professionalism, just proves that the person who called you is not an ordinary person."
Zheng Xian sneered when he heard this, because Brother Jue's words could not prove anything at all.
"By the way, I haven't asked for advice yet..." Zheng Xian didn't answer the other party's words, but asked self-consciously, "What's your surname, two officers? Which department do you work in?"
"Can you control it?" Bao Qing who was standing by the table responded coldly.
"Hehe... I'm just asking." Zheng Xian said, and rather arrogantly took out a pack of cigarettes from his jacket pocket, picked one up, and prepared to light it for himself.
"Deputy Director Zheng, I found that you seem to be blindly optimistic about your situation..." After a pause for a few seconds, Feng Bujue continued, "Do you think that we can't do anything to you? Or do you think... at last Is the bad result nothing more than 'picking up the skin' (usually referring to the dismissal of evil officials)?"
"This officer... Fu—" Zheng Xian lit his cigarette and took a puff, "I have already explained the question you asked. Could it be that I have committed a heinous crime by answering a sales call...?"
"Do you want to discuss crime with us..." Bao Qing said, took out a mobile phone from his pocket, looked at the screen and said, "Zheng Xian, what is your annual salary?"
"This..." Zheng Xian looked up at the other party, and didn't reply immediately... He was thinking about whether there was any trap in this question.
"No matter how much..." Bao Qing didn't wait for him to answer, but after pressing a few buttons, he displayed an online banking transfer interface in front of Zheng Xian, "...it must be far less than this number, right?" ?”
The moment your gaze meets the screen. Zheng Xian's expression changed abruptly.
"You..." Deputy Chief Zheng stood up from his chair, "...how could you have me..."
"Your what?" Feng Bujue interrupted him, "Does this account have anything to do with you? Or should I ask..." Brother Jue paused for half a second, then continued, "These are your wife's ~ brother's The ~huge amount of cash in the ~account of the ~leather bag company opened in ~name...does it have anything to do with you?"
Every time he uttered the word "de", he raised his tone and pronounced it like a Guankou.
"I... I..." Zheng Xian was speechless.
"Deputy Director Zheng, I said you are blindly optimistic... you still don't take it seriously." Feng Bujue said, "Who do you think we are?" His question was not a question, and he didn't intend to give a clear answer. "We're not the type to take you to court..." His face darkened, "We're the type to evaporate you off the face of the earth..."
"This is the police station!" Zheng Xian roared immediately, whether it was out of anger or to embolden himself.
Boom—
In the next second, he was punched in the face.
Immediately afterwards, Zheng Xian staggered and sat down with a stunned expression.
He was in a daze for a long time, until he felt a chill in the middle of the crowd, he instinctively reached out to touch it, and saw his nosebleed... Only then did he come back to it.
"You...you dare to hit someone!" Zheng Xian covered his nose, pointing at Feng Bujue angrily and shouted.
The voice did not fall. Feng Bujue stood up: "Didn't expect that, did you?" He smiled, "The punch I just gave was mainly to broaden your thinking. Let you say 'It is impossible for me to be killed by two unknown people in the police station. This way of thinking is broken." He paused, "With this first step... our communication can be smoother."
"You...you..." Zheng Xian was shocked and angry. But he really has nothing to do with the other party. If you want to fight back... It's really not a wise move for him, a slightly fat middle-aged man, to fight with two young people.
"Okay, let me show you what I can do in terms of violence." Feng Bujue said, "If I don't get satisfactory feedback later, I can gradually escalate to minor injuries, serious injuries, disability, or...you Got it." He spread his hands. "However... is death really terrible? I don't think so... Especially those criminals who are related to corruption, many of them are not afraid of death... because most of their crime proceeds are irretrievable; we often see some great greed and evil They were imprisoned when they were gray-haired, but the losses they brought to the country and the people have not been made up for, and their families are still enjoying illegal gains overseas, free and easy... "
While Brother Jue was speaking, he came to the side of Zheng Xian, leaned against the edge of the table and stood still, and continued: "Of course, you are not up to that level, but the nature is similar... and the real weakness of people like you... we Clearly."
At this point, Bao Qing walked to the other side of Zheng Xian, held up his mobile phone, and said, "As long as I move my finger, all the deposits in this account will become charitable donations." He paused for two seconds and added , "Trust me... once the operation is completed, you will never get the money back."
"If you think that money is something outside of you, that's okay..." Feng Bujue said again, "People... I still need to talk about feelings, I can introduce your wife and ** tonight to meet face to face and have a meal together Have some tea or something."
"Oh... by the way..." Bao Qing said again at this time: "As far as we know, the brother-in-law who manages the company for you seems to like going to romantic places. He often goes to that kind of place~ It is inevitable that we will meet some People who pick quarrels and make troubles, you say... What if he is 'accidentally injured' in a fight, and his children and grandchildren are cut off... How unjust..."
"Speaking of relatives... I suddenly thought..." In less than a second, Feng Bujue continued, "Mr. Ling is planning to go to the pheasant university in the evil land of American imperialism next year, right? If he suddenly has some reasons , with a criminal record... Guess... can I get a passport?"
"It's not a passport issue..." Bao Qing complained in a relaxed tone, "In that case... whether you can get a high school diploma or not is a matter of course."
"That's true... and he's an adult too..." Feng Bujue said, "After entering prison, let people know that I have a father who is a corrupt policeman, that day... tsk tsk tsk..."
The two of them sang me and me, and they had a perfect understanding. Zheng Xian's face was so frightened that his face turned blue and purple, and his nosebleed was scared back.
"I..." The cigarette in Zheng Xian's hand fell to the ground, his hand was trembling uncontrollably, "I will explain everything... I beg you two to hold your hands high..."
"Hey~ That's right." Feng Bujue patted him on the shoulder, "You have such an attitude, I wouldn't fight you." Only he himself believed what he said, "As long as you Let me tell you the truth, let's just expose the trivial matter of accepting bribes, isn't it just that I have made more than eight million yuan in more than ten years... can this be called a matter?"
Bao Qing glared at Brother Jue, his eyes seemed to say: "You are a fake agent of the Nine Divisions, and your tone is really serious."
...
At night, seven fifty-three.
Feng Bujue and Bao Qing left the interrogation room and came to a lounge specially prepared for them.
Xiao Tan and Brother Chan are also waiting for them in this lounge.
"How's it going?" Xiao Tan asked impatiently when he saw them coming in.
"Well... things are not simple..." Bao Qing read as he sat down.
"What?" Brother Chan continued, "That Deputy Director Zheng's background is very hard?"
"That's not..." Bao Qing frowned, "He's just a small character, but..."
"To make a metaphor, the person who called Zheng Xian is like a chess player sitting in front of a chess game..." At this moment, Brother Jue said, "And Zheng Xian... is just a pawn on the chessboard; In my hand, there are many pawns like Zheng Xian, which can be used when necessary... Similarly, they can also be discarded when necessary... "
"I'll go... so the person who kidnapped Gui Xiao has a lot of background..." Brother Chan said in surprise.
"Hehe...you guessed wrong again." Feng Bujue smiled, "The perpetrator of the kidnapping and the 'mastermind' of the incident are also just 'pawns'..." At this point, in Brother Jue's smile, There was a flash of excitement, "But... there is another person in this matter, he plays the role of 'planner', that is, the 'chess player' I just mentioned..." He licked his lips, "This man... interesting."(.)