Zhang Hengu got dressed and walked to the door and asked: "Who are you looking for? I'm sleeping. If I have something to do, I'll talk about Yin Xiong's latest chapter tomorrow."
There was a man's voice outside the door and said: "Sorry, we are from the police station. There is something that requires your cooperation in the investigation. Here is our ID."
Zhang Hengu saw three people in police uniforms standing in front of the door through the peephole. One of them was holding up his police ID card so that he could see it through the peephole.
It’s really the police. Why are they here so late? Zhang Hengu was a little depressed. Ever since he heard Gu Xiaohong said that there were rumors in Huahai County that Zhang Hengu was the murderer, he had been feeling a little uneasy. He didn’t expect the police to come so soon. Coming to the door.
The speed of a fool is obviously much faster than that of a smart person, otherwise he would live up to the great title of fool.
The three police officers walked in, shook hands with Zhang Hengu politely, and apologized for disturbing him so late. Then they took out their IDs again and said they wanted to conduct an inspection in Zhang Hengu's house.
Zhang Hengu knew that the inspection mentioned here sounded better, but it was actually to search his house. This puzzled him. He had just returned from Dagong Island. Although according to Chen Yinghong, it seemed that he had caused some trouble to the government, it was not Wouldn't it be necessary to search his house? If it is related to the case of Xiaoliang and Gao Shan, then his house should not be searched, but the suspect should be searched.
Zhang Hengu is selfless at heart, thinking that you can search as much as you want. Anyway, he has done nothing wrong. If the police station makes no progress on these two cases, maybe he will do it himself. Besides, Zhang Hengu is a bachelor. One person, except for the TV, even the computer was moved from the work unit. In the past, there were occasionally a few yellow disks to read at night to relieve boredom. Zhang Hengu had thrown them into the trash before Gu Xiaohong came.
One of the three policemen was chatting with Zhang Hengu, and they were actually watching Zhang Hengu. The other two were looking through Zhang Hengu's things, because Zhang Hengu was also a state cadre after all, and they didn't I was too embarrassed to rummage through boxes and cabinets, so I just opened the drawers, opened the bed, and opened the cabinets to take a look.
Zhang Hengu took out a cigarette and handed it to the policeman. The policeman refused with the excuse that he would not refuse. Zhang Hengu lit one by himself and watched the two policemen coming in and out as if they were watching a show. He said loudly: "Brother, there is something under the bed." I haven’t searched it yet, just go in and take a look, and you won’t find anything.”
After hearing what Zhang Hengu said, a policeman actually got under the bed, reached out and took out a large bag.
Zhang Hengu was shocked. There was nothing under his bed except shoes. Where did this bag come from?
Zhang Hengu suddenly felt guilty. Could it be that Gu Xiaohong had committed something during the two days he stayed here with his itchy hands? Isn't it conceivable? The Qinghong Party's main occupation was killing people and wounding people, and they never engaged in such dirty things as stealing. What a shameful thing. No matter how free Gu Xiaohong is, she won’t go out to “smoothly” things?
The three policemen suddenly became excited, squatting on the ground and surrounding the bag to read the latest chapter of Blue Sky War Flag.
"Open it," a policeman said.
A policeman carefully opened the outer layer of cloth and found that the inside was wrapped with another layer of yellow cloth. When he opened it again, he found that the inside was tightly wrapped with thick sponge. Zhang Hengu also came forward and looked at it in confusion. Now, how come I have such a thing in my home? What kind of treasure is this?
The police opened the bag layer by layer. When the contents of the bag were finally displayed in front of the four people, Zhang Hengu was dumbfounded.
A pistol, a very fine pistol.
Zhang Hengu would never have dreamed of a scene like this in his 365 dreams. How could he have a pistol in his house?
Although Zhang Hengu had always wanted a pistol, and although Qin Xiaolu once gave him a pistol, that gun was confiscated by Captain Hong along with his other trophies when he returned from Dagong Island.
Zhang Hengu now has nothing. Apart from a knife for cutting vegetables, he can't even find a dagger that can kill people. But where did this exquisite pistol come from?
In the Dai Gang, the management of guns is very strict. Only soldiers and police can own guns. No one else, even the prime minister, can own guns. A pistol was found in Zhang Hengu's home. No matter what Zhang Hengu did, Explain, whether it has anything to do with the shooting or not, if it is just a crime of concealing a gun, then you can't just walk away with it. You know, even buying a kitchen knife in the Dai Gang requires ID verification. How serious is it to conceal a gun privately? It goes without saying.
Zhang Hengu's mind was very clear at this time, running at high speed, calculating his next step. There is no doubt that he must have been calculated by others. According to the information Hu Xiaohong heard, the Huahai County Police Department may want to arrest him. To arrest a criminal suspect, and now a pistol was found under the bed at his home, it is estimated that this is a pre-emptive move to solidify the case.
Zhang Hengu now needs to make a decisive decision, or run away immediately, and then find an opportunity to vindicate himself. Or follow the three policemen back to the police station and wait for trial. As for whether there is any other better way, Zhang Hengu can do it in such a short period of time. I can't remember it anyway, unless Big Eye Feng or Count Ten Thousand are here. There is still a possibility of escaping. The three policemen came empty-handed and there was no defense at all. But then Zhang Hengu might be in Huahai County The foot he just occupied is completely ruined, and he may have to go to South Vietnam or China to work. If he waits to be investigated, there may be a glimmer of hope. After all, Zhang Hengu still doesn’t know where the gun came from. If it is Gu Xiaohong put it here, so he had to think of another way. If Gu Xiaohong hadn't put it here, then it's very likely that someone wanted to harm him.
Zhang Hengu thought hard and wanted to figure out who would frame him. He didn't have any deep grudges with anyone in the Dai Clan. At most, he had some conflicts with Lao Xing after he became the director, but these would not be used to frame him. Reason. Besides, with Lao Xing's personality, he would at most be tinkering with some gossip and using his pistol to frame him. I guess Lao Xing doesn't have that ability yet.
No matter what Zhang Hengu thought, the three policemen were already grinning from ear to ear. Being able to check out such valuable things in Zhang Hengu's home certainly made a great contribution to them. Needless to say, they would receive bonuses, and they might even get leadership for this. His appreciation has been increased by one or two levels.
"Director, why do you still have this hobby?" The policeman played with the pistol and said, "It's a really good gun, and I couldn't bear to hand it over. But it's a bit too cruel to use it to kill people. I just can't figure it out. "Although that guy from Gaoshan is nicknamed the bus, there are not many people who have really been on it, so how can you do it?" The policeman who had been accompanying Zhang Hengu was wrapping his pistol in a cloth, fearing that he would be killed. His fingerprints were imprinted on it, and he said to Zhang Hengu.
Zhang Hengu was quite polite to what he said at first, but he didn't expect that the more he said it, the less humanly he spoke. He couldn't help but said angrily: "You are looking for death, aren't you? This gun is not mine. I don't know which bastard put this here." !”
Another policeman winked and said kindly: "Director Zhang, don't get angry. Isn't it clear if this gun is yours? It will be clear when you check back. We are also performing official duties. Look, we found a gun in your place." Come on, this is a big deal no matter what. If you only have one or two kitchen knives, my brother may stop you a few words, but the gun will be useless. Otherwise, you can follow us to the bureau and talk to the team leader. If you come back to sleep, it won't waste much time."
Zhang Hengu knew that although he said this politely, he didn't know if he could come back to sleep after he left. If he was only accused of concealing a gun, Chen Yinghong might be able to deal with it, but according to the policeman just now, His tone seemed to be closely related to the Takasugi and Xiaoliang cases. If someone really wanted to frame him, it would probably be difficult for him to come out alive.
Zhang Hengu had learned how evil the Dai gang policemen were a long time ago. Thinking of Zhang Damin's death, Zhang Hengu couldn't help but shudder. If they tortured him to extract a confession, would he be able to withstand it? Zhang Damin is the one who The man who was beaten to death by the police ended up somewhere unknown. Will they also do something wrong to him?
Zhang Hengu now regrets it. According to the current situation, this person who wants to torture him to death may have an inevitable connection with the deaths of Gao Shan and Xiao Liang. If he had known this, he might as well have defeated the three policemen himself. He ran away first, and then slowly searched for the real murderer, avenging Xiaoliang, Takasugi and himself. Unfortunately, after discovering the pistol, the three policemen felt threatened. He now had no chance to run away.
With no other choice, Zhang Hengu had no choice but to follow the three policemen to the police station. Before leaving the house, Zhang Hengu had an idea and said, "Wait a minute, I'll go to the bathroom first." The three of them saw that Zhang Hengu's bathroom was completely enclosed. There were no windows, so it was impossible to jump out of the window to commit suicide or run away, so I felt free to let him have a good time.
Zhang Hengu sat in the bathroom, working his brain rapidly, hoping to find a way to have the best of both worlds. But after a minute of hard thinking, he finally found that he couldn't think of a way to have the best of both worlds. After touching his pocket, Zhang Hen found that his mobile phone was still in his clothes and had not been taken away by them, so he immediately wrote a text message to Big Eye Feng: Someone put a pistol here, and now let the police take it away.
Before he finished writing, three policemen knocked on the door outside and shouted: "Zhang Hengu, can you hurry up!"
"I'll be fine soon, I'll be fine soon." Zhang Hengu hurriedly finished writing the words and sent the text message, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. At least the big-eyed Feng knew where he was, otherwise he wouldn't be able to see him for three days. He must have gone to Dagong Island to find someone again.
Zhang Hen came out in ancient costume with a grin on his face and said, "I'm sorry, I've been a little constipated because I've been running around outside for the past few days. Hey, I feel so good now. Let's leave now. I'll have to continue watching TV when I get back soon."