After going down to the first floor and walking out of the lobby on the first floor, Huang Juncai discovered that the fire scene had changed.
The scene was very spectacular, with all kinds of vehicles lined up, including expensive and cheap ones. The crowds of people seemed to be waiting for the God of Wealth to come.
In the night, with dozens of bright lights shining on it, Wanran is like a star giving a concert.
The firefighters didn't know how much water they sprayed, and the ground was already covered with water.
Huang Jun looked at all this and grinned in amusement.
"Why are you laughing? Be serious." The police comrade warned with a straight face.
When Huang Jun heard this request, he quickly shut up.
Huang Jun was escorted out of the crowd by more than a dozen police officers, which immediately attracted the attention of the onlookers. After thinking about it for a while, everyone suddenly realized that the reason why Huang Jun was arrested was probably related to the fire.
When he thought that he was the suspect of arson, all kinds of drink bottles flew towards him as if they were free of charge.
Huang Jun looked at those ultimate weapons and hurriedly shook his head, swaying left and right to dodge.
"Don't throw it away, it's all money, it's several cents each." Huang Jun was very environmentally aware and shouted loudly.
The policeman saw that he was acting strangely and pushed him. When he got close to the police car, he stuffed him into it.
Finally safe, Huang Jun breathed a sigh of relief.
No one dared to stop the police car, and it easily got out of the crowd. Seeing the crowd dodging, Huang Jun nodded secretly, no injustice, after so many years of work, he finally received high-level treatment.
The police car was very comfortable. Huang Jun, who had relaxed his whole body, closed his eyes and simply fell asleep.
Huang Jun didn't know how long he slept.
It wasn't until he felt someone pushing him that he slowly opened his eyes.
After Huang Jun's delay, the police immediately slipped him out. Night had enveloped the entire world, but the police station was brightly lit and looked diligent in its duties.
Huang Jun was taken into the interrogation room.
The interrogation room was very standard, consisting of two rooms separated by a fence.
As soon as Huang Jun entered the room, the police pinned him down on a chair and connected his arms to the chair with handcuffs.
"Name..." the police asked.
Huang Jun entered the police station not once or twice. He didn't tolerate the police's nonsense and said tactfully: "Huang Jun, twenty-six, warehouse manager of Heshen Machinery Factory in Xiaguan District. His hometown is Ancheng, Dongshan Province. He is unmarried."
Seeing Huang Jun's simple reply, the police officer in charge of the interrogation understood clearly. This guy is a veteran. He must have reported to the police station many times before.
"Where did you get the gun, how much did it cost, who was on the line, how did you get in touch, and through what channels did it get handed over?" the police asked.
Huang Jun stared wide-eyed: "Gun, what kind of gun? Why didn't I know? By the way, comrade police, why did you bring me here?"
Huang Jun's question confused the police. What's wrong with this kid? Did he react too slowly, or was he pretending to be confused?
"Be honest," the policeman yelled, slamming the table.
"I was wronged. I am a very good person." Huang Jun said aggrievedly.
"Bring the gun over, this kid will not die until he sees the Yellow River." The interrogating policeman ordered his colleagues.
Not long after, Huang Jun saw a magical object. A pitch-black pistol contained in a plastic bag.
"That's it?" Huang Jun asked curiously.
"What do you think it is?" the policeman asked.
"Can it pull the trigger? Can it load bullets? Can it kill people? Or does it have any power?" Huang Jun asked.
The policeman glared at him: "Even if it's a fake gun, it won't work."
Huang Jun nodded: "Fake guns are also guns. No one dares to try the real ones. But does this have anything to do with me?"
"There are your fingerprints on it," the policeman said, glaring at him.
"What's above?" Huang Jun asked curiously.
"On the gun... Hey, where did the gun go? It was here just now." The policeman was about to reprimand Huang Jun, but found that the evidence was missing for no reason under his nose.
The police stopped interrogating Huang Jun. They twisted their bodies and stared wide-eyed as if they were catching mice, looking for the imitation pistol in the interrogation room.
Huang Jun watched coldly, feeling secretly happy in his heart. Your sister still wants to use this method to interrogate me, and she didn't even look at how many eyes I have? Well, two.
The police comrades searched around but couldn't find the pistol, so naturally there was no way to interrogate Huang Jun. Should he let him go, or should he be detained? The police had differences.
After discussing in low voices, the police ignored Huang Jun and walked out of the interrogation room.
Seeing that the police were about to leave, Huang Jun immediately shouted: "Hey, don't leave, let me go. I didn't commit a crime, why are you holding me captive? You are breaking the law knowingly."
The policemen didn't know him as well, so they closed the door and walked into the control room. A gun mysteriously disappeared under their noses. This was so weird that the policemen had to pay attention. As for Huang Jun, he was a serious suspect.
What’s the harm in a few hours?
When Huang Jun saw that everyone had left, he raised his eyebrows and said haha, leaned over and closed his eyes, regaining his energy.
The policemen entered the monitoring room, directly pulled out the video in the interrogation room, and began to watch it carefully. When they saw the scene of the simulated pistol disappearing, the policemen looked at each other and fell into a daze.
Under the lens, the disappearance of the imitation pistol was extremely strange.
First, the gun handle suddenly collapsed, and then the entire gun body turned into nothingness in an instant.
The police had never seen this kind of thing before, and they couldn't understand it.
While the police were struggling with a simulated gun, Zhang Yueru finally regained a little strength after being injected with antidote in the Xuanwu District emergency clinic.
At the first moment, she took out her mobile phone and called Huang Jun. The fact that she and her teammates were able to escape safely in the building was entirely due to Huang Jun's help, and she wanted to thank him no matter what.
The call was quickly connected, and it was still in a female voice: "Hello, hello, Xuanwu* District Police Station."
"Where?" Zhang Yueru asked as if she didn't hear clearly. She quickly looked at the phone number, and after confirming that the call was to Huang Jun, she immediately asked: "Who are you? Why do you have Huang Jun's cell phone in your hands?"
inside?"
"Hello, what is your relationship with the owner of the machine? He illegally possesses firearms and has been detained by us," the policewoman replied.
"What? Illegal possession of firearms? Are you not mistaken?" After hearing the reason why Huang Jun was admitted to the bureau, Zhang Yueru couldn't stay in bed. She quickly got out of bed, put on her shoes, and walked to other wards.
"Comrade, you're kidding. Who are you as the owner of the machine?" the policewoman asked after him.
"I am your great-aunt."
Zhang Yueru hung up the phone angrily, kicked open the doors of other wards, and shouted to her colleagues on the hospital bed: "Get up, Huang Jun was arrested by the police, let's fish him out."
"Huang Jun? Save our guy? Damn, if you dare to catch him, you are seeking death. Brothers are gone."
As soon as Zhang Yueru's opponent figured out Huang Jun's identity, he immediately got out of bed and angrily rushed out of the hospital.
Zhang Yueru didn't know exactly what Huang Jun did on the building. But it was a definite fact that he ran up and down to save himself and his teammates.
He had been working for such a long time and was almost exhausted, but the police caught him and he was illegally possessing a gun. Isn't this nonsense?
Zhang Yueru and a group of colleagues left in anger, angrily got into their cars and drove straight to the police station.
