Chapter 928: Interrogation (please vote for the big chapter)
"Yini, what's wrong?"
Liz, who was lying on the bed, opened her eyes vaguely and watched Yi Ni quickly getting dressed.
"Something about work,"
Yi Ni glanced around, picked up the small bag placed on the old iron table nearby, reached out to touch the camera in the small bag, and quickly slung the small bag on her body.
"It's so late and I still have to go out,"
Liz closed her eyes slightly and hugged the quilt, "Your boss is too bullying."
"News, news, news first, news later, that's how it is,"
Yi Ni smiled and put on her thin coat, "In our industry, time is very important. You can continue to rest. Don't you have a part-time job tomorrow?"
"Then... come on... remember to bring an umbrella..."
Liz's voice gradually weakened, "It's not certain whether that part-time job is available. Our part-time job group just talked about it, but there is no detailed information yet..."
At the back, her voice completely fell silent, leaving only the faint sound of breathing.
"good."
Yi Ni glanced at the rain curtain outside the balcony, responded softly, picked up the still wet transparent umbrella at the door, opened the door carefully, and then squeezed out gently.
The windows in the corridor were open, and a slight cool breeze and drizzle came in from the window.
Yi Ni turned her head and walked to the elevator. She took out a hair rope from her coat pocket and held it in her mouth. She quickly held her hair with one hand and quickly typed a reply to the forum account in the air using the gesture keyboard with the other hand.
Just wait a minute, I'll be right over.
After replying, she raised her bracelet, glanced at the credit card deduction record from the taxi-hailing software that was sent to her mailbox, and took a deep breath.
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It was past five o'clock in the morning, and the morning light seemed to be coming soon, but the raindrops outside the ward seemed to be falling continuously.
He Ao stood by the bed, straightened his slightly wrinkled shirt, touched his hair that had just been washed and dried in the bathroom, glanced at the bloody bandages stacked on the bed, and took a gentle breath.
His injuries have almost recovered, and time is almost up.
He raised his hand, glanced at the time on his bracelet, picked up the brass cane and suit jacket on the bedside, and opened the door to the ward.
A medical student dressed as a nurse was sitting on a chair and taking a nap. She looked at He Ao coming out. She was stunned for a moment, then immediately stood up like a catapult. Looking at it, she said, "Mr. Lin En, you need to rest..."
"
"I'm well rested."
He Ao smiled and nodded to her, then almost without stopping, he passed by the nurse and walked into the corridor on the other side before the nurse could react.
There is a small elevator here. When He Ao walked to the elevator, with a soft sound of "ding", the elevator door slowly opened.
Tucker, the deputy captain of the mayor's guard who was still wearing a blood-stained combat uniform, yawned and raised his head, and then saw He Ao standing at the elevator door. He was stunned for a moment, "Mr. Linn?"
"Good morning."
Standing in front of the tall classical glazed windows painted with colorful patterns, amidst the patter of rain, the upright and energetic old man with gray hair smiled and looked at the man in the elevator. The heavy voice and the sound of rain
sounded together.
"morning."
Tucker spoke with a bit of confusion.
At this time, He Ao had already picked up his suit jacket, put it on quickly, and walked towards the elevator.
Tucker stepped aside. He looked at He Ao's body and asked subconsciously, "Your injury..."
"much better,"
He Ao adjusted his coat and said, "Thank you for your hard work last night."
He took out the stored tie from his coat and tied it around his neck.
"Thank you very much. Our injuries are not serious at all."
Tucker said immediately.
His injuries were all superficial injuries, and with the help of hemostatic agents and some medicines given by Dr. Des, he has basically begun to recover.
As he spoke, Tucker focused his eyes on He Ao's face again. At this moment, 'Mayor Linn' looked much better, but he was still a little worried, "But you..."
"It doesn't matter,"
He Ao shook his head, reached out and pressed the first floor button in the elevator, and then looked at Tucker, "Have you brought those things over?"
"Um."
Tucker nodded immediately, took out a small bottle of bloody hair wax and a bloody comb from his pocket, and handed them to He Ao.
This is exactly the comb and hair wax that He Ao used in the floating fighter plane before.
At the same time, Tucker paused and said slowly, "Actually, I can definitely buy you a new set."
"Isn't this still usable?"
He Ao glanced at him, reached out to take the hair wax and comb, and smiled.
He quickly wiped off the solidified blood scab on the comb, then combed his hair again and fixed it.
Tucker immediately took out a small mirror from his pocket and handed it to He Ao.
He Ao glanced at him, took the mirror, and then looked in the mirror to make sure there was nothing wrong with his hairstyle and clothing.
There are a little more white hairs, and the hair dye used to dye my hair black has faded a little.
Ding--
By this time the elevator had reached the 1st floor.
"Has anyone arrived?"
He Ao handed the mirror, hair wax, and comb back to Tucker, looked forward, looked at the slowly opening elevator door, and asked slowly.
The elevator door opened, and He Ao walked out of the elevator directly, turned left and walked towards the outside.
"Bring it here."
Tucker nodded slightly, followed He Ao's pace, and spoke quickly as he walked.
"good."
He Ao nodded slightly and continued walking quickly along the corridor.
The two of them had not walked a few steps when a young man standing at the edge of the corridor saw the two of them and walked over quickly.
"Mr. Lynn,"
Senna walked quickly to He Ao and saluted He Ao gently, "The car is parked in front."
"Thanks for your hard work."
He Ao smiled and nodded and continued to move forward.
Senna followed He Ao and walked to his vice-captain Tucker.
Then he hesitated, glanced at He Ao's back, and said to Tucker, "That guy must be related to the assassination, but he is too cunning. We searched his house and found nothing useful."
Information, he did not retain any information.
"Only his holographic projection communicator still has a call record that he hasn't had time to delete, but the other party used an anonymous number. By the time we called, that number had been abandoned."
At this point, Senna gritted his teeth, "This bastard is as slippery as a loach, and no matter how the interrogator asks, he is unwilling to tell and only admits that there is a tax problem."
"He's very knowledgeable about federal and Elan City laws,"
Following He Ao and continuing to move forward, Tucker glanced at the young man beside him. He took over the conversation and said slowly,
“Although tax crimes are serious crimes, they are still allowed to leave on bail by paying bail.
"He is a member of the consortium lobby. He knows very well that the consortium will protect him. Now Irons may have been working on it overnight, so he is confident."
"Bail? There's no way we can lock this guy up?"
Hearing Tucker's words, Senna was stunned.
"I guess not,"
Tucker shook his head, "According to my previous experience, it is estimated that the bail consent will come out at dawn at the earliest. According to the normal process, we will have to let him go."
"Tomorrow dawn? In other words, we only have one night, no, a few hours of interrogation time?"
Senna subconsciously raised his voice slightly, then glanced at He Ao in front of him, then lowered his voice slightly, "Can't we interfere with this process? For example, find a way to detain him for two more days?"
"It's very difficult. It can only hinder you for a day or two at most,"
Tucker shook his head, glanced at Senna, and said slowly, "Even if we hinder success, if we give it an extra day or two, are you confident that you can find out anything from the interrogation?
"And under normal circumstances, he would be imprisoned in an FBI prison and interrogated jointly by the FBI and the Federal Taxation Bureau. These two departments only have a temporary cooperative relationship with us, and they can cooperate with our actions tonight.
, it is already a great show of sincerity, and it is impossible to leave it to us to completely lead the interrogation."
"I-"
Sena scratched his head and finally sighed, "Even the experts from the FBI haven't found anything through interrogation, and it's even less possible for me."
That guy's mental quality is a bit too strong.
He turned to look at Tucker, a little discouraged, "So our arrest tonight is of no use?"
"Definitely useful,"
Tucker patted him on the shoulder, "For example, we can use the bail bill to limit his activity area so that he cannot leave Yilan City for the time being. This can buy us time to find evidence,"
"Is this the only way it can be done?"
Senna opened his mouth slightly, a little frustrated, and gritted his teeth slightly, "This guy is so careful and has such a strong sense of anti-reconnaissance. If we can't find his evidence, doesn't it really mean that we can only convict him of a tax crime? What if he hires a better person?
Lawyer, can’t we still get a lighter sentence?”
"uncertain."
Hearing what he said, Tucker just shook his head slightly and looked at the old man's straight back in front of him, his eyes deep.
At this moment, the three of them had reached the end of the corridor, and a small door opened in the wind and rain.
Outside the small door, there was a parked van painted with police livery.
A young man in FBI uniform was standing in front of the small door in the corridor, next to the van.
He looked at He Ao approaching, nodded slightly in greeting, then picked up the black crank umbrella in his hand, walked into the rain curtain, and opened it.
The side sliding door of the van slowly opened, revealing a simple white interior and a blocking net made of alloy.
There is no visible driving system in this car, and there are only two long white sofas placed one in front of the other in the car.
At this moment, an elegant-looking man with electromagnetic restraint rings on his hands and feet was sitting on the sofa in the back, staring at He Ao. On his left and right, there was a federal man wearing a light exoskeleton armor.
Bureau of Investigation agent.
Howe nodded slightly to the FBI agent holding an umbrella, walked out of the small door, passed under the black umbrella, and entered the interior of the van.
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tens of seconds ago
"Why are you bringing me here? We are not at the FBI at this time, right? What is this place?"
As if sensing that the vehicle had stopped for a long time, Levis looked at the FBI agent beside him. He looked outside, but he could only see the windows that had been completely blocked. He curled his lips and said, "Only the federal government.
I can only be held in the Bureau of Investigation’s temporary detention center and a federally recognized prison. Do you want to illegally imprison a citizen’s personal freedom?”
"Anyone wants to see you?"
An FBI agent sitting next to him had a calm face and said slowly.
"Anyone wants to see me?"
Levis was stunned, "Who? Is this the procedure for tax crimes? We have already admitted the tax problem, and you still want to interrogate me through someone who is not part of the federal judicial system? Or do you want to use other channels?
?”
He frowned slightly, "I'm warning you, many people in Irons are watching my situation now. If you want to do some 'special' operations and do something that doesn't comply with the procedures and rules, you will only steal the chicken.
Take the rice, don’t do anything unnecessary.”
Zhi——
Just as he was speaking, a slight electronic prompt sounded, and then, the closed sliding side door of the vehicle slowly opened.
The first thing that caught his eye through the opened gap was the figure of an FBI agent holding a black umbrella.
He recognized this detective, who was also one of the people escorting him and was sitting opposite him just now.
As the car door was fully opened, an old man wearing a gray suit and holding a brass cane appeared in his field of vision. He looked kind and gentle, tall and tall, and full of energy.
He looked at the old man in front of him, his eyes widened slightly, and his light blue pupils shrank little by little.
Under his gaze, the old man crossed the pond formed by raindrops, stepped on the pedals on the side of the vehicle, stepped onto the vehicle, and sat on the sofa opposite him.
"you!???"
Levis looked at the old man in front of him and spoke subconsciously.
But soon, he realized something. He took a deep breath and suppressed all the dancing emotions in his heart. He lowered his head, arched his body slightly, looked at the old man in front of him, and smiled.
"Which big shot did I say wanted to see me? It turned out to be Mr. Lynn... Oh, it should be called Mayor Lynn now."
He glanced at the neat suit of the old man in front of him, lowered his voice and said with a smile, "You look in good health?"
This question usually doesn't seem like a big deal, but now that everyone knows that the mayor has been assassinated, especially since Levi himself took the initiative to mention it, it would be a bit provocative for him to ask this question again with a smiling tone.
meaning.
Tucker and Senna, who had already reached the car door at this moment, both frowned at the same time.
Even the FBI agents sitting on both sides of him were slightly startled, and subconsciously turned sideways and got closer to him.
"Why are you reacting so violently?
Levi's took in everyone's movements. He glanced at the old man in front of him and said with a smile, "Mr. Lin En and I are also 'old friends'. I would like to greet you normally. Is there anything wrong?"
He paused slightly and looked at He Ao's collar, as if he wanted to see the hidden wounds on the inside through the neat coat. "Or is it that Mr. Lin's body is actually 'not good'?"
"For now, it's okay."
He Ao placed the brass cane on the sofa next to him, lowered his gaze and looked at Levis, who always had a sarcastic smile on his face.
Like a tiger crawling in the dark night, it opened its eyes and stared at the humble prey in front of it.
At this moment, Levi's words paused, and the smile on his face gradually stiffened. It was as if his whole body was being strangled by invisible hands in the dark. The words he had not yet spoken were stuck in his throat, and his muscles all over his body subconsciously tightened.
His mouth was open and his eyes were slightly widened, as if he was trapped in a weak life that was suffocated.
Everything in the world seemed to be quiet at this moment, and the patter of raindrops hit the tin roof, making a ticking sound like a final countdown.
