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Chapter 1542: Interrogation 4

I didn't ask for anything that was actually awesome, and detention seemed to be not very good. Anyway, it was gone for two days in a flash.

On the third day, almost noon, the police uncle came, stood in front of me and asked:

"Did you kill those people?"

I nodded, that's right.

I have no loopholes to take advantage of such a simple question, nor do I need to deny it.[

The police uncle was also very straightforward, pointing at the police uncle behind him and saying:

"You go with him and go to the detention center."

I frowned, what do you mean? I haven't been to the detention center, but the problem is, I

Nothing is asked, nothing is decided, nothing is done, nothing is known, so go to the detention center?

Fortunately, I haven't gone to prison yet, and in a narrow sense it's not considered going to jail.

As for the broad sense, it is hard to say, maybe someone will say that.

After walking two steps, I still couldn't help but be curious and stopped to ask the older policeman:

"Why?"

The police uncle waved his hand, slapped himself and said:

"The case is under trial, and it will take some time. You have been criminally detained, and the specific result will be sentenced by the court."

Frowning, I have to pass the court, so I will commit a crime?

Although I wanted to kill someone first, I still didn't feel that it was good.

After thinking about it, I said:

"Where is Zhang Min and Zhang Jie? Is this self-defense sentenced?"

"Bang!"

The police uncle slapped himself again and nodded:

"They left after recording the confession. You are different. You killed the person, and you have to investigate further. Then what? Your lawyer will be fully responsible for this matter. Just leave."

My eyebrows were already twisted into a knot, what's the matter? This is it.

Fortunately, Zhang Min and Zhang Jie left. The problem is, I just went to jail in a daze (collectively speaking, broadly speaking, there is no way to admit it). I am a lawyer? Which onion, I asked the police uncle. [

The policeman's eyes were so bright that he did not see the darkness in my heart. He really didn't know it, and said:

"Your lawyer, Mr. Yonghe, don't you know? Forgot? He has a lawsuit for you, don't worry, just go."

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