Ge Zhuang had been in this broken place for several days, and had already become angry, saying, "Mom, the leader wants to see us, what leader? Are you leading him down?"

The nurse glanced at him without saying anything. For the sake of the "old man", she reminded me to be prepared and not talk nonsense later. I heard that he is a big shot in the city and has a great show. Even the stationmaster of the epidemic prevention station has to stand guard and greet him personally.

When I heard this, I felt aroused and subconsciously remembered Professor Yang who had gone to Xiaoyizhuang to carry the coffin away.

At three or four o'clock in the afternoon, the big iron gate was opened with a "bang". A staff member in a white coat came over and preached to Ge Zhuang and me, "Get up, the comrades in the city want to see you!"

Ge Zhuang was lying on a broken straw mat and taking a nap with his big belly. When I saw that he didn't respond, I kicked him. He muttered, "What city and province are you from? Why? I'm sick and beaten to a criminal. Are you going to interrogate me with a tiger bench and chili water?"

I said, shut up, do you want to go out?

After staying in this small space for a long time, I miss the free air outside and know that in this world, little people like us are as light as the floating grass in the water. Whether to let go or not, it depends on the mouth and sentence above.

After leaving the isolation room, the dazzling sunshine made Ge Zhuang and I feel a little confused.

Ge Zhuang enjoyed the feeling of being shining by the sun, stretched his waist and said, "Oh, I finally figured it out. I was almost moldy when I stayed in that broken room without basking in the sun all day. I thought I was going to see Marx like this!"

The isolation station was built at the innermost part of the epidemic prevention station. Two large iron doors were found, which was a white four-story building. The person who took us out pointed to one of the rooms and said, "Go in first!"

I pointed at Ge Zhuang and said that Fatty is not with me?

He said with a stern face, "If you want to enter, why are you asking? Don't worry about this fat man, there will be other comrades responsible for asking questions!"

My heart skipped a beat. The more I figured it out, the worse it was. Look at this, they were planning to interrogate Ge Zhuang and me separately. What exactly were they asking?

When I walked into the room, it was very empty. There was a table and a row of broken benches. There were two people sitting in front of the benches, all of which were "old acquaintances".

One is Professor Yang, and the other is a beautiful woman with short hair and very refreshed hair. They both sat upright and turned their eyes to me.

I think there is still a line of words missing on the big white wall in this room. If it is accompanied by the red characters "Frankly confess and leniently, resist strictness", it would be even more appropriate.

Professor Yang coughed, and the short-haired beauty beside her stood up and pointed to the small stool beside her, "Sima Nan, right? Don't be nervous first, sit down!"

I said I wouldn't sit anymore, I was afraid there were nails on the stool.

The short-haired beauty laughed and said that you are quite cautious, it’s so funny, why are there nails on the stool?

I responded, "How come there are criminals at the epidemic prevention station?"

Professor Yang heard something, coughed and held his reading glasses, saying, Sima Nan, you have nothing to do with emotion, we don’t mean anything, but some situations are not understood, I want to ask you, by the way, is your grandfather called Sima Changxiong?

I was stunned and said, "You know my grandfather?"

My grandfather’s name is Sima Changxiong. This surname is very rare, and there is little possibility of a vocabulary of a vocabulary.

Professor Yang smiled and said yes, when he was young, your grandfather and I went to the countryside together and joined the team! However, he was not transferred back to the city later. He heard that he had been transferred to the place. He had been separated for more than 30 years, but he didn't expect to see his grandson.

Speaking of grandpa, I am also very sad. My grandpa Sima Changxiong, whose ancestors have a wealthy family, is said to have drunk foreign ink when they were young, studied, and soaked in foreign horses. They have seen a lot of corrupt life of capital, pride and philanthropy.

But in that turbulent era, he returned to China before he could stand a bench for socialism and ideology, and was sent to work in the countryside. Later, he became the village chief of Niuzigou.

I woke up from my grandfather’s memory of those glorious years, and I found that the short-haired beauty beside Professor Yang was looking at me all the time, and asked, “What do you want to know about? I am a law-abiding citizen!”

The short-haired beauty smiled and knocked on the table with her hands, "Will law-abiding citizens fall down the coffin?"

I said what do you mean? Didn’t the coffin be handed over?

The short-haired beauty said, "The coffin was indeed handed over, but there were obvious signs of being pried open in the cracks in the coffin. In the past few days when you were at the epidemic prevention station, our comrades went to Xiaoyizhuang to check. Compared with the traces of pried coffin, it was exactly the same as the hatchet placed in the kitchen!"

My heart was beating, and my feelings were waiting for me here!

I just said, why have I been isolated from Ge Zhuang for so many days and even made such an interrogation stance?

I said with a thorn in the air, "I don't know what you are talking about, why are there signs of prying on the coffin? You can ask the coffin yourself!"

"You..." The short-haired beauty was so uncomfortable that she was scolded by me. Just as she was about to have an attack, Professor Yang reached out and pressed her shoulder, saying, Chen Yun, let me ask.

It turns out that the short-haired beauty is named Chen Yun, which sounds pretty nice.

This time it was Professor Yang's question, and he asked me straight to the point, "Sima Nan, please tell me honestly, what did you bring out of the coffin?"

I stubbornly said no, don’t blame the good people!

The short-haired beauty patted the table and said, "Sima Nan, I warn you that your affairs can be big or small. If we honestly provide us with clues, we can not pursue them, otherwise..."

She pointed to the outside of the window, showing a noble and cold goddess look, and her tone was particularly contemptuous, "Can the comrades in the police station just stay outside. Are you working with us or choose to be taken away by them?"

I didn't have a trace of expression on my face, but my heart was already trembling. I said with a tough bullet, "The police officers should also tell the evidence when arresting people. What do you think?"

"Do you think we have no evidence?" Chen Yun took out the record book, pointed to the red handprint on it and said,

"I'll remind you that after helping us transport the coffin that day, you got off at the crossroads of the county town and then went on Fengshui Street. Have you ever found someone with a big gold chain?"

I was stunned. The people of love had already found out the situation clearly!

There was a big red handprint on the recording book, which was clearly pressed by a big gold chain.

Female horse egg, this is for sale!

Chen Yun opened the confession in the record book and looked straight into my eyes and said, "What do you think we have been doing in the past seven days? If you haven't investigated the facts clearly, you and that fat man will be easily interrogated separately? You have two choices, either explain the problem first and cooperate honestly, or I will give you to the police. As for the crime, I don't need to say anything!"

In 1983, my country first proposed the concept of "critical crackdown". Although the trend has almost dispersed after so long, I have seen with my own eyes that someone dug out a vase in the mountains and sold it in the street and was criticized for "smuggling".

The scene when the bullet penetrated the skull and exploded in front of my eyes was deeply imprinted in my young heart until now, I know very well what it is to resell antique cultural relics.
Chapter completed!