Zheng Xian has been sitting in the interrogation room for nearly thirty minutes.
Just after 6:30, he was still "sitting on guard" with the investigation team, signaling to the police officers to "be steady"... and "for the safety of the hostages, don't act rashly."
Unexpectedly... in the blink of an eye, he was locked in the interrogation room and asked to hand over his mobile phone.
Although no one has handcuffed him at this moment, Zheng Xian is already extremely panicked...
click
Just as Deputy Director Zheng was thinking wildly, someone opened the door.
There were three people who came in. The leader was Zheng Xian’s immediate boss, Director Zhu of this branch. Behind Director Zhu were two young men... One of them looked decent, well-dressed, and had both good looks and temperament.
It gives people a feeling that is inconsistent with their age, and they are not angry and self-defeating; while the other person... too many descriptions are meaningless. We can summarize it in three words: "Feng Bujue".
"Director Zhu... what's going on?" Zheng Xian stood up from his chair immediately, looked at the director and asked, "Is there any misunderstanding here?"
Director Zhu looked at him expressionlessly, was silent for two seconds, and replied: "These two... are officers of higher-level departments." He paused, "They have a few questions to ask you... you can answer them
That’s it.”
After that, Director Zhu looked at Bao Qing again: "Sir, I'll go out first."
"Yeah." Bao Qing nodded, neither humble nor overbearing, "Thank you for your hard work."
"Eh? Director Zhu... this... this is..." Zheng Xian wanted to call the director, but the other party walked out without looking back and closed the door behind him.
"Okay~ Deputy Director Zheng, it's useless for you to talk to anyone about this matter." Feng Bujue took a few steps forward and came to the table, "Please sit down, let's sit down and talk."
Hearing this, Zheng Xian looked Feng Bujue up and down with a rather hostile look, then took a breath of air from his nose and sat down sideways.
There are four interrogation rooms in this branch. The layouts are similar...
There is a table in the middle of a space of about twenty square meters. There are two chairs on the side of the table near the door for interrogators to sit on. On the opposite side, there is only one chair on the other side of the table.
, for the person being interrogated to sit on.
All tables and chairs are fixed to the floor and cannot be moved; on the side of the table with only one seat, there are several small metal rings installed on the corners of the table that can be used to fix cuff chains.
There are two incandescent lamp tubes installed at the top of the interrogation room, and a desk lamp is placed on the table. The desk lamp is naturally placed on the half of the table near the door; in addition... there are also buttons on the two opposite corners of the ceiling.
A movable monitoring probe.
After Zheng Xian sat down, Bao Qing walked to one of the surveillance probes with ease... and pulled out the plug.
Then, he strolled towards another probe on the opposite side of the room...
Feng Bujue, on the other hand, just sat down opposite Zheng Xian silently, staring at Deputy Director Zheng's face with a half-smile. His expression was like that of a cook looking at a piece of good food and wondering how to cook it...
…
"You...what do you mean?" Zheng Xian's spine went cold after being stared at by Brother Jue. He tried his best to act calmly and asked a question.
Feng Bujue ignored his question and asked instead: "Around 4:30 this afternoon. You answered a phone call in the toilet."
Before he could finish his sentence, cold sweat was already flowing down from Zheng Xian's temples.
"Who is on the other end of the phone? Why are they looking for you?" Feng Bujue asked.
"I don't know what you are talking about." Even though he felt a little guilty, Zheng Xian still pretended to be calm and replied.
"Huh... I don't know..." Feng Bujue said, taking out a transparent evidence bag from his arms. The bag contained Zheng Xian's mobile phone, "Deputy Director Zheng, you are also a police officer.
Yes, you should know...even if you delete the call history on your mobile phone, we still have many ways to find out that call."
Zheng Xian didn't speak, but just avoided Brother Jue's eyes.
"Hmph..." Feng Bujue saw this. He snorted coldly and continued, "I... I can probably guess what you are thinking... Do you think that if we have found something, we even have the phone recording?
...There is no need to ask you any more questions. Since we are here to question you now, it means...we don’t have any substantive information, and it’s just a bluff at most.”
Zheng Xian remained silent.
"Ha..." Feng Bujue looked at the other party's reaction and chuckled, "Yes, we are indeed at a deadlock. Because the person who called you is very cautious, and he uses a disposable mobile phone card. Both uses
Technical means re-directed and interfered with this communication... Therefore, except for the call records, nothing was left... neither traceable nor recorded."
Hearing this, an imperceptible smile appeared on Zheng Xian's lips.
"Two...sirs." Zheng Xian finally replied at this time. Brother Jue's last sentence gave him reassurance, "I did receive an inexplicable phone call this afternoon, but the person on the other end of the phone was just
I was just trying to sell something, so I made a few perfunctory remarks and then hung up. As for the situation you are talking about... I really don’t know much about it.”
"Oh..." Brother Jue nodded, "When you heard me say... you couldn't find anything, you changed from 'don't know' to 'not sure', right?"
Zheng Xian did not respond to this question. He has interrogated many suspects himself. When to reply and when to remain silent... he knows better than anyone else.
"However..." The next second, Feng Bujue changed the subject, "The caution, or rather... professionalism, of the person on the other end of the phone just proves that the person calling you is no ordinary person."
Zheng Xian sneered when he heard this, because Brother Jue's words could not prove anything at all.
"By the way, I haven't asked for advice yet..." Zheng Xian did not answer the other party's words, but asked himself, "What are your last names, two officers? Which department are you most senior in?"
"Can you care?" Bao Qing, who was standing at the table, responded coldly.
"Haha... I'm just asking." Zheng Xian said, and rather arrogantly took out a pack of cigarettes from his jacket pocket, picked one up, and prepared to light it for himself.
"Deputy Director Zheng, I find that you seem to be blindly optimistic about your situation..." After a pause for a few seconds, Feng Bujue continued, "Do you think we can't do anything to you? Or do you think...
...The worst result is that the 'skin-picking' (commonly used to describe evil officials being dismissed from their posts) will happen?"
"Sir..." Zheng Xian lit up his cigarette and took a puff, "I have already explained the questions you asked. Does it mean that just by answering a sales call... I have committed some heinous crime?"
"You want to discuss crime with us, right..." Bao Qing said, took out a mobile phone from his pocket, looked at the screen and said, "Zheng Xian, what is your annual salary?"
"This..." Zheng Xian looked up at the other party and did not reply immediately... He was thinking about whether there was any trap in this question.
"No matter how much it is..." Bao Qing did not wait for his answer, but after pressing a few keys, an online banking transfer interface was displayed in front of Zheng Xian, "...it must be far less than this number.
Right?"
The moment his eyes came into contact with the screen, Zheng Xian's expression changed suddenly.
"You..." Deputy Director Zheng stood up from his chair, "...how could you have me..."
"What's yours?" Feng Bujue interrupted him, "What does this account have to do with you? Or should I ask..." Brother Jue paused for half a second, then continued, "These are your wife's~brother
The huge amount of cash in the account of the company opened in the name of the company...does it have anything to do with you?"
Every time he said the word "的", his tone became higher, and it sounded like he was speaking loudly.
"I...I..." Zheng Xian was speechless.
"Deputy Director Zheng, I said you were blindly optimistic...you still don't think so." Feng Bujue said, "Who do you think we are?" This was not a question, and he did not intend to give a clear answer. "We are not that kind of people.
People who will make you go to court..." His face became extremely gloomy, "We are the kind of people... who will make you evaporate from the earth..."
"This is the police station!" Zheng Xian yelled immediately, whether out of anger or wanting to embolden himself.
The next second, he was punched in the face.
Immediately afterwards, Zheng Xian stumbled and sat down, looking stunned.
He was confused for a long time, until he felt a chill everywhere in his body. He instinctively stretched out his hand and touched it, and saw his own nosebleed... Only then did he come back to his senses.
"You...you dare to hit someone!" Zheng Xian covered his nose and shouted angrily at Feng Bujue.
Before he finished speaking, Feng Bujue stood up: "You didn't expect that, did you?" He smiled, "The punch I just gave was mainly to broaden your thinking. Let you think, 'I can't be arrested in the police station.
This stereotype of two unidentified people violently adding violence has been broken." He paused, "With this first step... our communication can be smoother."
"You...you..." Zheng Xian was shocked and angry. But he really couldn't do anything to the other party. If he wanted to fight back... It would be nothing if a slightly fat middle-aged man and two young people were to fight.
Smart move.
"Okay, I'll show you what I can do in terms of violence." Feng Bujue said, "If I don't get satisfactory feedback later, I can gradually upgrade to minor injuries, serious injuries, disability, or...
You know." He spread his hands. "But... is death really scary? I don't think so... especially those criminals who are related to corruption. Many of them are not afraid of death... because most of their criminal proceeds have been lost.
Recovery; we can often see some extremely corrupt and evil people imprisoned when they are gray-haired, but the losses they have caused to the country and people have not been made up, and their families are still enjoying their illegal gains overseas with ease.
comfortable……"
While Brother Jue was speaking, he came to Zheng Xian's side, leaned against the edge of the table and stood still, then said: "Of course, you are not yet at that level, but the nature is similar... and the real weakness of people like you...
…We know everything.”
At this point, Bao Qing walked to the other side of Zheng Xian, held up his mobile phone, and said: "As long as I move my fingers, all the deposits in this account will become charity donations." He paused for two seconds and added
, "Believe me... once the operation is completed, you will never get the money back."
"If you think money is something external to you, then that's okay..." Feng Bujue added, "As a human being... we still have to talk about feelings. I can introduce your wife and ** to meet each other in person tonight and have a meal together.
Let’s have a meal and a cup of tea or something.”
"Oh... by the way..." Bao Qing added at this time: "As far as we know, the brother-in-law who manages the company for you seems to like to go to Fengyue places. If you go to such places often, you will inevitably encounter
When you see someone who is provoking troubles, you think...what if he is 'accidentally injured' in a fight and has no descendants...how unjust it would be..."
"Speaking of relatives...it suddenly occurred to me..." Less than a second later, Feng Bujue continued, "Young Master Ling is planning to go to Pheasant University in the evil land of U.S. imperialism next year, right? What if he suddenly...
For some reasons, with a criminal record...guess...can I still get a passport?"
"This is not a passport issue anymore..." Bao Qing said in a relaxed tone, "In that case... whether you can get a high school diploma or not is another matter."
"That's true...and he's an adult too..." Feng Bujue said, "After I go to jail, let people know that I have a father who is a corrupt policeman. Those days...tsk tsk tsk..."
The two of them sang together and had a perfect tacit understanding. Zheng Xian's face was so frightened that his face turned purple and his nosebleeds were scared away.
"I..." The cigarette in Zheng Xian's hand fell to the ground, and his hand was shaking constantly, "I will explain everything... please show your respect..."
"Hey~ That's right." Feng Bujue patted him on the shoulder, "If you had this attitude earlier, I wouldn't have attacked you." Only he believed what he said, "As long as you
To be honest, let’s just expose the small matter of taking bribes. Isn’t it just that I made over eight million in more than ten years...can this be called a problem?”
Bao Qing glared at Brother Jue, his eyes seeming to say: "You are a fake agent from Section 9, but you have a really bad tone."
…………
Evening, 7:53.
Feng Bujue and Bao Qing left the interrogation room and came to a lounge specially prepared for them.
Xiao Tan and Brother Chan are also waiting for them in this lounge.
"How's it going?" Xiaotan asked impatiently as soon as he saw them coming in.
"Well... things are not simple..." Bao Qing thought as he sat down.
"What?" Brother Chan answered, "That Deputy Director Zheng has a very tough background?"
"That's not..." Bao Qing frowned, "He's just a small character, but..."
"To use a metaphor, the person who called Zheng Xian was like a chess player sitting in front of the chess game..." At this time, Brother Jue spoke, "And Zheng Xian... is just a pawn on the chess board; in that
There are many pawns like Zheng Xian in people's hands, which can be used when necessary... Similarly, they can also be discarded when necessary..."
"I'll go... So the person who kidnapped Gui Xiao has a big background..." Brother Chan said in shock.
"Haha... You guessed wrong again." Feng Bujue smiled, "The perpetrators of the kidnapping and the 'mastermind' of the incident are also just 'pawns'..." At this point, Brother Jue smiled.
There was a flash of excitement in the middle, "But... there is another person in this matter, he plays the role of 'planner', that is, the 'chess player' I just mentioned..." He licked
Licking her lips, "This person... is very interesting." (To be continued.)
