In the interrogation room, several picketers were not as polite as they were when they were outside, but said coldly: "Sit on the chair, what do I ask you, what do you say."

Big Ya frowned, bent down and sat in the iron chair, intervened and looked at the other person, without taking the initiative to speak.

After the leading pickets sat down, one of the other two was responsible for recording and the other pointed the video recorder at the big-teeth's face.

"Do you still remember the shooting in Fengbei City?" The leader of the picketman asked suddenly.

Daya was stunned for a moment: "Remember, what's wrong?"

"You ordered the shooting at the people at that time, right?" the other party asked again.

When Daya heard this, his eyebrows frowned: "I gave the order to shoot, but there was a reason for it."

"You don't need to tell your own reasons, just answer my questions." The other party looked gloomy, turned his pen, and asked softly: "At that time, two groups of people had a conflict at the entrance of the Tailai Hotel, one of them had your relatives, right?"

Big teeth tilted their heads to look at the other person, and unconsciously clenched their fists.

"Your relative is Qin Yu. It was him who had a conflict with another group of people at the entrance of Tailai Hotel, so when you arrived, you ordered the shooting as soon as possible, right?" the other party asked again.

Big teeth remained silent.

"Why don't you speak?!" The other party looked at Daya with a slight smile, and asked clearly: "Can we suspect that the fact that you ordered the soldiers to shoot was due to personal emotional factors? You chose to shoot the people and the conflicting people to save the siege for your elder brother, right?"

"Our battalion is adjusting defense normally. We accidentally encountered a large-scale firefight in the area, and only chose to shoot after the gun was fired and the warning was invalid." Daya frowned and replied, "It has nothing to do with my personal emotions."

"It's true that Qin Yu is present. It's true that you ordered the soldier to shoot and relieve the siege for him. In this case, isn't it a bit far-fetched to say that there is no personal emotional factor in it?" The other party pointed at his big teeth and crossed his legs and continued: "We now suspect that you did not take away the troops that day according to the normal defense adjustment process, but for personal purposes, he privately mobilized the entire battalion's troops."

"hehe."

Daya scratched her head and suddenly asked, "Do you want to mess with me?"

"What are you doing to you? This is a normal question. You have a more correct attitude!"

"I'll just correct my JB!" Daya replied disdainfully: "How long has this mess been gone? Now I'm turning out. Isn't it just to mess with me? If someone is put under a magnifying glass, then all over his body will be full of problems. You can do whatever you want, I have nothing to say."

"Wang Henan, this is the picketing department, not your battalion commander's office. Be honest!" The recorder next to him slapped the table and yelled.

Daya glanced at him coldly: "You don't have to give me this, I just have nothing to say. You can write whatever you want."

The picket department is the discipline department within the army. Although they do not have as much power as the Military Supervision Bureau, grassroots soldiers and grassroots officers are all within their management scope. Therefore, ordinary soldiers are confused when they see picket people in the camp.

In fact, Daya didn't want to offend these people, but he already understood in his heart that he was "called" this time, obviously someone from the upper class wanted to mess with him, but there was no entry point, so he found out the previous mess.

If he really wants to find you in this kind of discipline department, then your breathing is wrong and explanation is useless, so he just resists the questioning in silence.

Half an hour later, after the first inquiry, the picket department threw Daya into a room without heating, and did not give food or drink, so he just hung it.

...

Upstairs, in the department office, the young man who had met Sha Xuan in the camp before held the phone and said, "Hehe, yes, yes, I'll ask normally. OK, OK... I know."

The phone was hung up, and the young man who interrogated the big teeth came in, holding a stack of interrogation records and said, "These people are so tough. If I ask, they won't miss me."

"Preparing slowly, don't worry." The young man lit a cigarette, bared his big yellow teeth and asked, "Where did you throw the person away?"

"Haha, I threw it into the storage room. That stupid B was as cold as a dog." The interrogator put down the materials and whispered: "I really learned about Wang Henan's matter. He ordered the soldiers to shoot at that time to help Qin Yu. This matter itself was a violation of discipline, and we arrested him completely in line with the process. Moreover, the regiment headquarters did not issue any orders to adjust defense that day. The matter was over and the regiment headquarters made up for it later. I can also get evidence of this."

"Yes." The young man nodded.

"Punish him hard? Just take off his clothes and pursue him responsibility. If this matter is serious, he will go to the military court." The interrogator said with his eyes shining.

"No." The young man smoked leisurely and replied with a faint smile: "It was because Sha Xuan was not upset and wanted to disgust Qin Yu, so he took revenge. But there must be some point in this matter. Songjiang is talking about it. We are making Wang Henan too miserable now, so it will be difficult to end."

"Then what you mean is…?"

"Stay here to harm him for two days. First, vent your anger for Young Master Sha Xuan, and then write a big mistake for him and put it in the file. He will be ruined from now on and there is no room for improvement." The young man said silly: "Other people who have been arrested should not be spoiled, and they will be more ruthless."

"If we do this, the Third Group will not be anxious, right?" the presiding officer asked.

"He did make a mistake, why are the third regiment anxious?!" The young man frowned and ordered: "Just follow the normal procedures and don't let someone catch the little tail."

"Okay, I get it."

"Well, that's it."

...

In Yanbei, District 8, outside the door of Gu Taixian's office, an officer knocked on the door three times and shouted: "Report!"

"In!" Gu Taixian lowered his head and shouted at the documents.

The officer walked into the room after hearing the sound, stood straight on the side of the desk, and presented the documents in his hands with both hands and said, "Report to the leader, the Northwest Line 112 Military Information Station suddenly sent a secret report."

"Remember!" Gu Taixian finally raised his head and looked at the officer.

The officer was ordered to open the secret report and lowered his head and read: "The top secret, Chief Gu Taixian personally launched. In the past month, the northwest line of Puyuan's troops have been frequently mobilized..."
Chapter completed!