The Public Security Bureau has always been a dull world, and it has always been quiet and almost eerie. Lin Yuanai walked neither fast nor slow, and the sound of his footsteps echoed in his ears.
Pushing open the door of an office, before Lin Yuanai could speak, a young man raised his head: "Hello, what can I do for you?"
"Hello." Lin Yuanai spoke in a somewhat astringent tone. He walked up to the young man, pursed his lips, and said, "surrender yourself to whom?"
How could the young man not think that this tall, energetic and handsome man was a criminal master, so he was stunned for a moment, and then he felt that people should not be judged by their appearance, so he stood up and said, "What type is he?"
"Business..." Lin Yuanai paused and then said: "Economy."
The young man nodded, then sat down and dialed a number, telling him everything Lin Yuanai told him. Then after hanging up the phone, he said to Lin Yuanai: "Please follow me."
The young man took Lin Yuanai to the innermost interrogation room of the Public Security Bureau, pointed inside, and said, "Sir, please wait inside for a moment."
Lin Yuanai nodded, and the young man left. He stood at the door, raised his head, and looked at the words "Interrogation Room" engraved on the metal plate. His vision was slightly dazed, and then he raised his steps.
Went in.
Within a minute, there were several footsteps at the door, and then the door was pushed open, and two serious-looking men walked in, followed by the young man who brought Lin Yuanai over, bringing three cups of tea.
, put it on the table, and left.
The two men who stayed behind were wearing work clothes, and the five-pointed stars on their shoulders were particularly eye-catching. They took their seats first, then pointed to the seat opposite the table and said to Lin Yuanai: "Please sit down."
Lin Yuan'ai didn't speak. When he sat down, he looked at the stool. It was made of red solid wood. I don't know how many people had sat on this stool and confessed their crimes. It had been polished extremely smooth.
Lin Yuanai swallowed her saliva and sat down.
One of the men picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, and then asked, "What's your name?"
"Lin Yuanai."
Another man picked up a pen and recorder, recording and taking notes.
"Did you bring your ID card?"
"I brought it." Lin Yuanai took out her wallet from her waist, took out her ID card, and handed it over.
The man who asked the question took a look twice and made sure it was Lin Yuanai's personal ID card. Then he handed it to the man taking notes and said, "Register his information."
The interrogation room was quiet except for the sound of the man's writing as he took notes.
For a moment, the man who was asking the question paused when he saw the man who was writing the transcript, then looked at Lin Yuanai and said, "I heard from Xiao Zhang that you committed a commercial and economic crime. What exactly happened? Can you tell me in detail?"
Lin Yuanai read all the information copied from Lin Shensen at least ten times and knew all the contents inside, so when faced with this problem, he did not hesitate to use He Tian
With this false identity, he and Lin Zhenting jointly set up a short-selling company and laundered money one by one.
This was equivalent to explaining the ins and outs, so it took a while, but the two people opposite didn't show any impatience at all.
