"Yes!" Wang Jianjun nodded hurriedly, a trace of sweat appeared on his forehead, his hair was wet, and he looked very depressed. He looked at these people and asked: "Comrades, look, I
I haven’t made any big mistakes, it’s just that there are some problems with my daily life style. You guys... I think so, I’ll give you a little subsidy for tea money, and you can go back and put in a nice word for me, how about that?"
Several people looked at each other. Seeing that they had no objection, Wang Jianjun immediately felt that something was going on, and hurriedly said with a smile: "One million per person, what do you think? If it doesn't work, you can increase it appropriately!"
While speaking, the corners of Wang Jianjun's eyes kept wandering, like a cunning fox. In fact, he was constantly weighing things in his heart. From being Shuanggui to now, Wang Jianjun was almost not sure whether the other party was
He really was a member of the Discipline Inspection Commission. After all, if he really wanted to be punished, his father-in-law would not have informed him in advance. Therefore, Wang Jianjun began to slowly test the other party, regardless of whether the other party was really a member of the Discipline Inspection Commission.
Open confrontation will definitely not work.
"Haha, if I say these words to you, you will be fired!" The leading man slammed the table hard.
"Ah?!" Wang Jianjun originally thought that the other party would agree. If the other party agreed, then he would have reason to suspect that the other party was a fake Discipline Inspection Commission; even if the other party was true, just because they agreed to his request,
Will be punished by the organization. However, Wang Jianjun did not expect that the other party actually refused. It seems that these people are really members of the Discipline Inspection Commission. Wang Jianjun sighed and lowered his head.
Said: "I want to wait for my lawyer to come!"
"Then just wait!"
The Discipline Inspection Commission has many methods for treating prisoners, including depriving them of food and drink, and interrogating them all night long. It doesn't matter if you don't answer, and I won't torture you. I will hang a bright light above your head every day and lock you in a dark room.
I don’t know the time, and I don’t know whether it’s night or day outside. When humans are highly nervous and in a small space, they feel that the days are like years. Even though only half a day has passed, Wang Jianjun thinks that two or three days have passed, and his whole body feels weak.
A lot.
"How's it going? Have you confessed?" Wang Laohu lingered outside the door, changing someone to interrogate him every hour. This also created pressure on the other party and made him think that time was passing day by day.
