"Criminal suspect Lu Zuo, we are staff of the Fengdu County Public Security Bureau. We suspect that you deliberately committed murder and committed homicide. According to Article 232 of the Criminal Law of the People's Republic of China and Article 61 of the Criminal Procedure Law,
We have decided to detain you. Please sign!"
After the leading middle-aged police officer read the previous paragraph expressionlessly, he showed me the detention notice and then handed me the pen.
I read the above content and couldn't help but sneer when I saw that it was about the death of Huang Pengfei.
I didn't resist just now and let them handcuff me. But without a reason, these five people wanted to take me away. They really treated me like a child. Apart from me in the lounge,
Outside the Zamao Trail, there were Yang Cao, the two elders of Qingcheng, Li Yuan, Liu Sili, and several other people involved in the operation. When they saw this change, they all gathered around and asked about the cause.
Zamao Xiaodao was naturally filled with righteous indignation and stretched out his hand to stop these people from touching me. The two elders of Qingcheng and Yang Cao also surrounded these big blockers and asked them about this matter. Do the people above us know?
Know?
Seeing that he was surrounded, the middle-aged police officer couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "Everyone, when we come here this time, we are entrusted by the leadership of your bureau. We are not deliberately causing trouble. The people above you will naturally come and explain to you all the reasons."
As soon as he finished speaking, the wooden door of the lounge was pushed open again, and Zhao Chengfeng's secretary, Zhu Guozhi, led an old Taoist priest with gray hair in.
Seeing this old Taoist priest, Zamao Xiaodao, who was about to roll up his sleeves and start fighting, immediately restrained his ferocity, stepped forward respectfully, bowed, and said: "Uncle Mao..."
He is usually a very talkative person, but at this moment, he actually choked out half a sentence and then fell silent.
The old Taoist priest has a slender figure, three flowing beards, a green-grey robe, and black cloth shoes. He has a mole on his right cheek with a few sparse black hairs. His cheek is thin and narrow, and he looks a bit mean. Miscellaneous
Uncle Mao, who was talking about Mao Xiaodao, gave him a flat look, then stopped and said lightly: "This layman, since you have been expelled from the door by my senior brother, you no longer need to address me with this title.
, if it is convenient, just call me Mao Laodao, and I can understand it."
This Mao Laodao had a faint air of pretending to be a boy, but Zamao Xiaodao immediately restrained all his sharpness and bowed to the ground again, saying he didn't dare.
Mao Laodao no longer looked at him, but walked up to me with Zhu Guozhi.
Zhu Guozhi explained to Yang Cao and the two Qingcheng elders that Lu Zuo was suspected of killing Huang Pengfei, a colleague in the bureau. After a week of investigation and important confessions from Director Hong Anzhong, Bai Lutan and others, the matter had been basically confirmed.
, so Deputy Director Zhao transferred the case to the local public security bureau, which will be led by them, and we will assist and investigate together. Please don’t misunderstand - we will not wrongly accuse any good person, and we will not let any bad person go.
, please trust the organization.
Yang Cao and Qingcheng looked very surprised and looked at me in disbelief, but eventually dispersed.
Yang Cao grabbed my arm tightly and told me in a low voice, "Lu Zuo, I believe you. You will never do such a thing, right?"
Hearing his words, the man next to him, Mao Laodao, snorted coldly, blew his beard and said: "A poor boy from the Miao border, who spends all his time playing with insects and monsters, dealing with ghosts and monsters, what other evil ways can there be?"
The matter can't be done?" Yang Cao was about to refute, but Zhu Guozhi introduced him at the right time, saying that this was the chief representative of Mr. Yang Zhixiu, the speaker of the Maoshan Sect, Taoist Master Mao Tongzhen Mao.
When Yang Cao heard this name, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, cupped his hands in greeting, stepped aside, and stopped talking.
Mao Tongzhen glanced at me with squinted eyes and said, "It's you who killed Pengfei?"
I already had infinite anger in my heart. I never expected that everything would be reversed at this moment. What I had been worried about finally came, and the person who stabbed me in the back was actually the person I had been with so many times in the training camp.
Bai Lutan, who took care of me, turned out to be the most important witness for me to kill Huang Pengfei. If she hadn't made a very unfavorable confession to me, I probably would not have received this detention notice.
Could it be that she is really Huang Pengfei's woman? Didn't the Luohua Cave Girl have to remain chaste?
At this stage, I think the enemy has already gathered a large amount of so-called evidence to put me to death, and is ready to show off.
The Taoist Mao in front of me, with his Qi guarded inside, his mind wandering too weak, and his eyebrows raised, seemed to be a Taoist master of the same level as Zhang Dayong. In front of him, the two elders of Qingcheng were still second-level juniors. I thought
Yang Zhixiu sent such a person here, he must be worried about the Southwest Bureau and worried about letting me escape. Looking at the faint expectation in his eyes, I was afraid that if I resisted, he would justifiably accuse me of resisting arrest.
Kill me on the spot.
Yes, in an instant, I suddenly felt a murderous aura locked in the middle of my eyebrows, which caused a terrible pain.
From the corner of my eye, I saw the mixed-haired trail and the tiger cat sitting in the corner. The former’s brows were furrowed and his face was cloudy. He didn’t know what he was thinking, while the tiger cat was gently shaking his head.
He shook his head and signaled me not to resist. The green hills were still there, and I didn’t have to worry about running out of firewood. I signed the detention notice, and then took the locust wood sign on my neck, the six-pointed star fine gold necklace in my inner pocket, and the vibrator.
I took out the Yaosuo and other scattered treasures and handed them to Zamao Xiaodao, asking him to keep them for me - the other party almost knew about my methods, so it was not safe to leave them on me.
When Zhu Guozhi saw the six-pointed star gold necklace and vibrator I took out, he couldn't help but swallowed his saliva, coughed, and said that these were exhibits and were to be confiscated...
Zamao Xiaodao, who had been controlling his anger, finally couldn't bear it when he heard these words. He grabbed Zhu Guozhi's collar and cursed sternly: "How dare you say another word? Believe it or not, I will kill you."
This pretty boy!"
The sudden eruption of the miscellaneous hair on the trail shocked Zhu Guozhi. His face suddenly turned pale, and he said with a stern expression, "What are you going to do? What are you going to do?"
Others came up to comfort him one after another, but Master Mao Tongzhen looked at him coldly. It was none of his business and he didn't say a word.
After Yang Cao and the others persuaded him for a long time, Zamao Xiaodao finally let go of Zhu Guozhi's collar, put away my things, rushed out of the lounge without looking back, and slammed the door hard, shaking the room and corridor.
, with a bang, it almost fell to pieces.
The tiger cat scolded Silly Boy with disdain and followed Zamao Xiaodao out.
I knew that when the two of them left, they must have gone to find their senior brother, so I was not too worried. Seeing that Zhu Guozhi and Mao Tongzhen were covering the scene, the middle-aged big shot raised his head and said to take them away. , two guys with big muscles and round waists next to me immediately came up and pushed me. I sneered and said, be polite, otherwise... before I finished saying this, my forehead was like a zombie, with a dark yellow talisman affixed to it, and my brain and body immediately felt Everything inside was isolated and lost contact with the fat bugs.
Mao Laodao also sneered, saying that my Maoshan Mountain has stood for thousands of years. It would be really ridiculous if you can't suppress it even with your little trick.
Soon, a paper bag was put on my head, black, just like in a Hong Kong TVB drama, and I was escorted out of the lounge. Someone guided me all the way, and then I got into the car. There was a buzzing in my ears. Noise, left turn, right turn, big circle... This was driven deliberately by the driver, probably trying to get rid of possible stalkers. No one around me said anything, and after almost two hours, I was guided down again. After getting in the car, I didn't know where I was, but the sound of heavy iron doors opening and closing came from behind. It should be a prison or a detention center somewhere.
Everything is just a guess, because my head was covered tightly and I couldn't see anything. I lost contact with the fat bugs and seemed to have lost my sense of direction. In the darkness, I was a little scared and worried. Of course, the remaining Everything I wrote was filled with anger, random speculation, and everything on my mind.
As the iron doors closed, I smelled a musty smell in the air, fishy, stale, and the unique smell of a basement.
Finally, I stepped through an iron gate again. Someone pushed me from behind and told me to stay still. Then another person handcuffed me to an iron pipe. A heavy iron gate was closed, and the whole world went silent. When I came down, there was no one, no wind, and darkness everywhere. The paper bag on my head was not removed, and there was no talisman on my forehead. I tried to stand up, but the pipe was not high enough, so I could only bend down and squat, and I I tried to sit down and found that the ground was very wet and smelled of fishy urine. It smelled terrible...
I could only half-squat, my buttocks were wet, and the weather had entered the cold winter. After a while, the heat in my body began to disappear, and the boundless darkness and the loneliness caused by losing the fat bug made me become irritable and loud. I yelled and cursed, but no one paid attention to me. The sound echoed in the room, surrounded by iron walls.
I was tired of noisy, so I took a rest and listened to the sound of my heart beating louder and louder. After a while, it spread to the whole world.
Bang dong, bang dong...
I don’t know how long I stayed in this small dark room. My thoughts were confused. One moment, I hated Bailutan. The next moment, I wondered who was working together to plot against me. The next moment, my mind went blank and I didn’t think about anything. In the end, I began to concentrate, and then pressed Follow Shange Lao's Heart Sutra to calm down your mood.
I knew that there was a dangerous battle waiting for me, and I had to save some energy. Sure enough, after a long, long time, the iron door creaked, and a voice came: "Bring him out..."
I was shocked. The owner of this voice was that bastard Zhang Weiguo.