In the detention center.

"Come on, arbitration." The discipline officer pulled Zhong Zhenbei and immediately took him to the arbitration room.

"Did you do the shooting of Wei Bin?" The interrogation detective looked at Zhong Zhenbei and asked.

"no."

"Are you very arrogant?" The detective frowned and looked at Zhong Zhenbei, asking without reason.

"...Haha." Zhong Zhenbei already understood what was going on, and then sneered at the detective.

"You are crazy outside, but can you still get crazy here?" The detective grabbed Zhong Zhenbei's hair and pointed to the ground and cursed: "Fuck your mother, you are so tough?! Kneel down and reply!"

"You saw my legs and I can kneel down!" Zhong Zhenbei replied contemptly.

"What a jb face!"

After saying that, the other two interrogators pulled Zhong Zhenbei, one of them was holding his body and the other was wearing boots, and extremely fiercely kicked Zhong Zhenbei's back knee!

"Gudong!"

Zhong Zhenbei, who was handcuffed on his hands and flirted on his feet, bent his knees, but when his knees did not touch the ground, he gritted his teeth and lifted them up again!

"It's very hard, right?! Fuck your mother, today I'll see if you can hold on! Can you stand up straight!" The detective kicked Zhong Zhenbei's leg again!

"Gudong!" Zhong Zhenbei knocked the ground with one knee, without saying a word, and immediately pulled his body and stood up.

"Little bum, let me see if you can kneel down!"

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

In the interrogation room, the detective and Zhong Zhenbei repeated boring actions. Every time they kicked, Zhong Zhenbei stood up! In the end, his kneecap seemed to crack and he couldn't hold on, but he still had never kneeled down. He would rather lie on his body, lean on his side, or even arch his head with his head, and never bend his legs.

If other labor reform prisoners see this, they will definitely scold Zhong Zhen for being a calf in the north, because no matter how big you are, you will have no human rights when you go to the detention center or the municipal bureau!

In this case, for half of the cigarette, kowtow to others, to reduce the punishment, and to flirt with the case handler, there are too many people who call people godfathers! Not to mention kneeling down!

In the eyes of all the gangsters, it is not embarrassing to give in to the official!!

But why is Zhong Zhenbei so stubborn?

The reason is actually very simple, because he had been walking on his knees for the past twenty years! Now that he has entered this circle, if he still needs to survive on his knees, what's the point of entering this circle?!

It's meaningless, right?!

So, can Zhong Zhenbei kneel? It’s impossible! If you really kneel down, it would be too sad! Because doing so not only denies your choice, but also denies your life!

Extremely stubborn, extremely extreme!

This is him!

This is Zhong Zhenbei!

...

At night, at half past eight, at the dinner.

Han Zonglei first found his mentor to teach him when he was in the Party School, and the old man had retired. Han Zonglei was helpless and introduced to him the director in charge of criminal investigation in a branch in Yanji.

"Director Yang! No matter what, you have to help ask." Han Zonglei begged and clasped his fists.

"Crazy!"

Lin Jun was like a waiter, pouring white wine for Director Yang in a humble manner. There was no way, asking for help is always the most difficult!

"Haha, Tan Hua has been in Yanji for many years. Can he not know some friends? He is looking for a relationship in the city!" The director pushed the wine glass.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." Han Zonglei nodded repeatedly.

"...I'll ask you back, he should be able to give me this face!" The director was silent and added directly.

"Oh, thank you, thank you!" Lin Jun quickly echoed.

"Little brother, if you invite me to drink, then I will say a few words!" The director smiled and then looked at Lin Jun and persuaded: "Before 1985 to 1997, we arrested people, and there was too little love for us, and it was basically difficult to see! You are like me, my cousin was sentenced to six years in the countryside for stealing some corn. His mother knew that I was working in the government, but he had visited my house three times, but he never mentioned this."

Lin Jun was silent when he heard this.

"It's different after 1997! Thieves don't just do it, they like to be in groups and organize the sale and prostitution. They began to learn to pull the police in the area to sit there. There are at least eight out of ten people who have to be in the ten. They will go out to drink with the leaders of the supervisor when they have nothing to do!" The director looked at Lin Jun with a smile, and then said, "Little brother! How much has Tan Hua done? Do you think you know clearly or I know clearly?"

"…!" Lin Jun still said nothing.

"Can he not fall for so long? Maybe it's because he has two broken guns in his hand? It must be no! Sorry? Haha!" The director smiled again.

Lin Jun nodded deeply in agreement.

"When you're full, just go here." The director wiped his mouth with a smile.

"June, send it off." Han Zonglei blinked at Lin Jun.

"Oh, okay!" Lin Jun specially took the bulging black handbag and immediately sent the director to leave the hotel.

Tan Hua directly told Lin Jun a phone call, "What's the reason why I'm just talking in Yanji?"

At this time, Lin Jun also understood that not all the big brothers in the world shouted and beat and killed. In this matter, Tan Hua never took action from beginning to end, but who lost and who won?

The result...is obvious!

As the same goes, if you hide in society, you won’t be obsessed with life because you think you are the protagonist!

...

Two days later.

At the door of the detention center, Lin Jun, Zhang Xiaole, Fang Yuan and Li Yingji were waiting next to the vehicle together for Zhong Zhenbei.

"Crash!"

The little black iron door opened, Zhong Zhenbei stood there, his body bent.

"Hulala!"

Everyone trotted over, Zhang Xiaole glanced at Zhong Zhenbei, who was not injured all over, and then asked, "Why did he fucking him?"

"...Support me...I can't stand..." Zhong Zhenbei spread directly on Lin Jun's shoulder.

"...Where is it uncomfortable?" Lin Jun also asked.

"It's okay, it's okay..." Zhong Zhenbei gritted his teeth and replied, then looked at Lin Jun and said, "Isn't it a big deal?"

"Don't talk about this." Lin Jun waved his hand.

"Jun, remember the fuck!! I'll kill Tan Hua sooner or later, sooner or later!" Zhong Zhenbei said very seriously, pointing to the ground.

After saying that, Zhong Zhenbei, who had eaten a bun of mixed grains in two days, came out and fainted from the violent sunshine.

Four hours later, the hospital gave an examination report and three ribs on the left and right sides of Zhong Zhenbei were broken.

...

In a certain country.

"What the hell are you doing?!" A middle-aged man in a suit pointed at Xiao Chen and frowned.

"I can get it back for you if I have nothing!" Xiao Chen raised his head and said, "But my team can't get along. You have to help me operate someone from China!"
Chapter completed!