Qin Jianye was destined to have insomnia tonight, but he must be more than the only one who can't sleep.

At this moment, in the interrogation room of Jiangbin Police Station, police officer Guan Teng Min was illuminating the eyes of an old man in his fifties with a shaky incandescent lamp, with a serious expression and a fierce tone. The old man on trial could not withstand such fright, and basically didn't have to worry about how Teng Min made a move, and just explained the whole story of the matter like a bamboo tube.

"I just jealous of him and just can't stand it. Anyway, I think many people are scolding me, so I will just scold me. How do I know that cursing people is illegal? Comrade police, I really don't know that doing this will be illegal, so you let me go. You said you didn't even say hello, so you caught me from northern Shaanxi to Qujiang. My family members are still crazy now. Comrade police, I was wrong, I've taken it, I will never dare to do it again. Please let me go..." The old man begged with a crying voice.

Guan Tengmin was unmoved at all. He looked down at the materials and said slowly: "Your home, you can rest assured. The comrades in our city have called and contacted them long ago, and explained to your local public security comrades that the official letter has been sent. But you, don't think about leaving in a short time. How to deal with this matter? The comrades in our procuratorate have to complete the procedure first. After three or five months, the court will have the result. Only then will they know whether to let you go or be locked up for a few more months."

"Three or five months?" The middle-aged and old man trembled, with tears faintly in his eyes, "Comrade Police, do I... want to go to jail?"

Guan Tengmin sneered: "I know I'm afraid now? Why didn't I think I was afraid when I spread rumors?"

The middle-aged and old man opened his mouth, and two lines of tears fell from his eyes.

"Coward." Guan Tengmin despised him and felt that there was no need to continue interrogating. He picked up the materials, got up and left the interrogation room.

There are still many people in the institute today, waiting for Wen Zhonghua and the others to come back.

Seeing Guan Tengmin come out, the instructor of the police station asked him with a smile: "The professor has said everything he should say, right?"

"I said it, it's not challenging at all. I've not even been sentenced to death. This soft boy gave all the eighteen generations of ancestors." Guan Tengmin said with great regret. "I took a plane from afar to catch people. Seeing him talking so wildly on the Internet, I thought it was such a tough stubborn thing, but I didn't expect it to be just a garbage."

The instructor didn't follow him this time and didn't know much about the specific situation. He asked curiously: "The one inside is really a university professor?"

"Teacher, no!" Guan Tengmin said with a funny look, "Workers who have retired from the factory have a technical secondary school degree."

"Then he really dares to brag." The instructor smiled, "I'm not afraid of being exposed!"

Guan Tengmin said: "I have heard a saying before, saying that no one on the Internet knows if the dog is sitting opposite you. I felt quite bored at that time. This time I encountered such a case, and now I feel deeply touched. It's useless for you to expose these people. You are so silly and will not admit it at all."

The instructor lit a cigarette and squinted his eyes and said, "The other groups caught back today are similar. There is a net name called Prosecutor. He has a relative at home working in the procuratorate, so he calls himself a prosecutor. Another said he is a lawyer who is engaged in criminal law. After being arrested, he was an unemployed young man. He studied in a college major that is related to law. Now he has graduated for three or four years and has been staying at home and relying on his parents to support him. Now, when he is engaged in the Internet, you say that there are indeed benefits, but there are many disadvantages. For example, these people are not like humans, ghosts are not like ghosts, and they hide online all day to provoke right and wrong, which has a great negative impact on society."

"There are so many people like this. My dad used to have a friend who said he was working in the municipal government when he went out. As a result, he found out that he was a clerk from a small street below. He worked in the municipal government for 3 months. After a little bit of it, he put a gold on his face. The less capable he was, the more he liked to pull the tiger's skin and make a big banner. Now, when he changed to bragging online, he was just awesome and could brag even more." Guan Tengmin also took out a cigarette, and the instructor lit a fire for him.

The two of them chatted for a while, and a car finally drove in outside.

"Fuck, I finally got there. I'm almost suffocating my urine." Wen Zhonghua came out of the car and hurried towards the toilet.

The instructor and Guan Tengmin heard the news and walked out with several left-behind auxiliary police officers.

Then I saw a bald middle-aged man being taken out of the car. He was thin and thin and looked particularly vulgar.

"Which is this?" the instructor asked loudly.

A policeman who was traveling with him replied: "Noah's Ark!"

"Oh, this name sounds very educated." The instructor said, walking to Fang Simin, who was full of fatigue, and looked at him, "I don't look very good. Have you given him a meal today?"

"I'll eat it, this guy is like a starving ghost, and he can eat it more than us." The escorted policeman smiled.

Fang Simin obviously hadn't figured out the situation yet. Seeing that his life was not threatened, his confidence gradually recovered. He pretended to be aloof to show his disdain for the low-level policeman present.

The instructor asked again: "What does this person do?"

The police stayed up late and drove the car all the way, but they had never done the interrogation work. At this time, they heard the instructor ask, and kicked Fang Simin and said bluntly: "What are you asking!"

The confidence that Fang Simin had just accumulated was kicked away, and she was angry and afraid, and shouted in the duck's voice: "I warn you not to touch me. I am not a suspect yet. Be careful, I will sue you."

"Oh, I know some tricks!" The instructor said that the other party Simin looked at him with admiration and asked, "What are you doing?"

Fang Simin hesitated for a moment and found a more respectable statement: "I am a writer."

"Oh, he's really a cultural person." The instructor said half sincerely and half jokingly, "Is there any work?"

Fang Simin said: "I am a columnist and I write articles for magazines."

The instructor asked: "What magazine? Let's listen!"

Fang Simin actually looked down on the small magazines that usually serve her meals, but when the instructor asked him anxiously, he had to choose two relatively reasonable ones and said with a tough bullet: "Yuncheng Zhiyin" and "Xiaojiang Reader".

"Have you heard of it?" The instructor said he had never heard of it and turned to ask Guan Tengmin.

Guan Tengmin smiled and sarcastically said without hesitation: "Ah, no writer, he looks so thin that he is skinny. Now there is no writer like him, who looks like he is about to starve to death. He thinks he is Cao Xueqin!"

Fang Simin was originally a petty person who couldn't bear it. As soon as Teng Min said this, Fang Simin, who was rarely full today, had a blood pressure soared in minutes. Then she shouted in anger and showed off his most complacent identity in his life: "I tell you, I am a doctor of studying in the United States! If you don't have any evidence, it's better to let me go immediately! Otherwise, I have at least 100 ways to make you unable to eat, so I can take care of it!"

However, this seemingly counterattack horn is of no use at all.

Under the night sky, there was only a crisp sound.
Chapter completed!