After the interrogation, Ximen Lang walked out of the dungeon surrounded by a group of younger brothers.
Liu Kaifeng asked: "Brother Lang, what should we do with those prisoners? We have to feed and drink them if we stay here. It's very troublesome."
Ximenlang smiled and said: "I have already thought about how to arrange them. Kaifeng, just take them to the public security bureau. Someone will meet you at the door."
Liu Kaifeng agreed and ordered his men to escort about forty prisoners out of the headquarters, force them onto two large trucks, connect them with ropes, and be escorted to the Municipal Public Security Bureau by dozens of Julang Gang members.
The convoy drove to the door of the Municipal Public Security Bureau. Waiting there were the criminal police captain Wang Zhijun, who had already received the call, Ruan Zelong, and several of Wang Zhijun's newly developed subordinates. In addition to Ruan Zelong, these were assistants, temporary police officers, and giants.
People from the Lang Gang were placed in the Public Security Bureau by Ximen Lang.
Liu Kaifeng got out of the car, shook hands with Wang Zhijun, and said, "Zhijun, these are criminal suspects and will be handled by your police."
Wang Zhijun nodded, smiled and said: "Kaifeng, thank you for your hard work."
Liu Kaifeng ordered a group of boys to escort many prisoners from the car. The prisoners were connected by ropes like a string of grasshoppers, looking dejected.
Wang Zhijun and other police officers pushed them into the Public Security Bureau building, and Liu Kaifeng and others followed the original route back to the Yundu District headquarters.
There were so many prisoners that they were placed in two large empty rooms on the first floor of the Public Security Bureau, crowded together.
Ruan Zelong led two police assistants into one of the rooms, untied the ropes from the prisoners' hands one by one, handcuffed them, and escorted ten people out to the interrogation room.
In the large interrogation room, Wang Zhijun sat behind a long table, with an assistant beside him responsible for taking notes.
Those members of the Underworld Gang were all gangsters in society and were no strangers to the interrogation room. Some of them had not come here for the first time. However, what surprised them was that the corners of the interrogation room were blatantly visible.
There were sticks with thick wrists placed on them, so that their hearts immediately jumped.
Wang Zhijun casually pointed at the big and muscular member of the Underworld Gang across from him and asked: "I'm going to interrogate you first. Do you know why you came in?"
The big guy cursed in his heart, Damn it, we fought with those beasts from the Julang Gang, we were beaten like wild dogs, and they were sent here. It is obvious that your police are colluding with them, and you still ask me
Why did you come in? The police are acting like this. Is there any justice?
He said angrily: "I don't know."
Ruan Zelong casually picked up a big stick in the corner and cursed: "I don't want you to know..." He picked up the big stick and hit him hard on the top of his head.
The big man felt his head bang, and then his eyes went black and he almost fainted. A trace of blood flowed down the top of his head, gradually spreading and spreading all over his face, making him look like something from a horror movie.
figure.
Wang Zhijun frowned and said, "That's disgusting. Xiaolong, don't hit him on the head. It'll make him bloody. Instead, hit him on the body."
"Okay." Ruan Zelong swung the big stick and hit it with the second stick. This time he wiped out the lesson and chose the position on the opponent's shoulder.
The big, defenseless man fell to the ground after being hit. He twisted his body and shouted in horror, "What are you doing? This is torture to extract a confession. I'm going to sue you..."
Ruan Zelong sneered and said: "Is it still unusual in your eyes to torture and extract confessions? You still want to sue us, but it seems that the beating is light..." He picked up the big stick and smashed it.
The big guy was beaten so much that he screamed, "Oh my God, someone is coming...the police are beating someone, and someone is going to die..."
"I told you to scream. If you scream louder, I'll listen." Ruan Zelong scolded and hit the opponent hard with a big stick.
Finally, the big man couldn't bear the heavy blow and was knocked unconscious. His life or death was unknown.
The rest of the Underworld Gang members were trembling with fear, and some were so frightened that they peed their pants. The smelly smell filled the interrogation room. I thought to myself, how could this be the police? They were more ruthless than the gangster brother!
How did they know that this policeman in police uniform was actually a man on the road, a key member of the Julang Gang? Of course he would be cruel to enemies like them, and what he did just now was just to show off the chicken to the monkey.
These people are at the mercy of others.
The interrogation was still in progress. Wang Zhijun and others imposed a series of unsolved cases on these people. If they confessed, they would be exempted from severe beatings, otherwise they would be beaten to the point where they could no longer take care of themselves. So, after a night of non-stop interrogation, these people were not found guilty at all.
Without exception, they became robbers, car thieves, arsonists, etc., causing the previous backlog of unsolved cases in the bureau to drop by a dozen.
As for several members of the Underworld Gang who refused to plead guilty, they were all beaten unconscious. They forged false confessions, put their fingers on the confessions with ink pads, and they became the murderers of the Shangshan street murders.
As the saying goes, those who are close to red are red, and those who are close to ink are black. As Ximen Lang's life and death brother, Wang Zhijun completely accepted the other party's rules of life. This was originally a society of the weak and the strong, and in order to achieve the goal, one must use any means.
After a busy night, Wang Zhijun contacted Mu Zhengrong, the director of Shijing Detention Center, and personally escorted a group of criminals to the detention center. After studying with Mu Zhengrong, he put these prisoners into separate cells.
Not accepting visits from anyone, a number of unjust, false and wrong cases were born under their careful planning. This is nothing. In the face of rights, these things are nothing at all.
After Wang Zhijun returned to the Public Security Bureau, he reported the news of cracking these cases to his immediate boss Yuan Chenghan. Naturally, the other party knew what was going on, and not only acquiesced but also rewarded him. You know, the more cases are solved, the better the performance will be.
, he, the city’s police chief, also has the possibility of promotion. Since it benefits everyone, why not do it.
In the battle last night, the Underworld Gang stole chickens but lost everything. Only then did they understand the true strength of the Julang Gang, and they did not dare to act rashly for the time being.
The loss of personnel in the two halls, which was almost half of the strength of the Underworld Clan, made Zhan Shanbao frown. To make matters worse, the fate of his son Zhan Yong was unknown, which made him feel extremely bad and almost hit rock bottom.
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In the morning, Zhanshan Bao received a call from his archrival.
"It's Evil Leopard, I'm Ximen Lang."
Zhan Shanbao said angrily: "Ximen Lang, don't think that you have something to show off because you won a match last night. Things between us are not over yet."
A sneer came from the phone, "So what if it's not over, Evil Leopard, listen to me, don't use your identity to pressure others, your era is over, just use whatever tricks you have, I'll take over."