After the murder, three police cars roared over. Seven or eight policemen got out of the cars and were shocked when they saw the scene in front of them. More than thirty people were lying on the ground, all injured to varying degrees, and the murderer turned out to be
Two young people.
A group of police officers pulled out their guns one after another, with nervous expressions on their faces as if they were facing a powerful enemy and yelled: "Don't move, everyone raise your hands."
The two assailants raised their hands above their heads at the same time. Under the gunpoint, who would dare to make a mistake easily?
Ximenlang knew that he had caused a lot of trouble. He was taken away this time and there was no telling when he would be released. He turned around and whispered: "Lingling, go back quickly, I can't leave."
"No, I'll wait for you to go back." Lingling nervously looked at the black muzzles of the guns in the hands of the police. She really couldn't understand why these people treated Xiao Lang like this.
Ximenlang smiled bitterly and wanted to say something else. A policeman stepped forward and said sternly, "Shut up." He put the handcuffs on his wrists and scolded: "Get in the car quickly."
Wang Zhijun suffered the same treatment. However, when handcuffs were placed on him, he was not very cooperative. He frowned and said, "What law did I break and you arrested me?"
It was a policeman with a square face, who forcibly put handcuffs on him and said impatiently: "You are still justified in killing people, please get in the car quickly."
Wang Zhijun argued: "You don't know that these are ruffians and bullies?"
The square-faced policeman looked very angry and hit him on the chest with his fist, shouting: "Are you asking for a beating? What nonsense are you talking about?"
Wang Zhijun raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "Why do you hit people casually? Do you have any legal rules?"
The square-faced policeman saw that he was irritated, and kept challenging his patience. He snorted coldly: "Whoever saw me beating you, hurry up and get in the car." While speaking, he pushed him hard and lowered his voice.
He threatened: "Boy, are you waiting to return to the bureau to see how I deal with you?"
Wang Zhijun said angrily: "Okay, I'll see how you deal with me. I've memorized your alarm number. Then we'll see how I deal with you, you scum in the police world."
The square-faced policeman turned livid at what he said, but he couldn't get angry in public, so he could only push the guy into the police car angrily, thinking of going to the police station and beating him up again.
When Chen Yunling saw Ximen Lang being taken away, she rushed over anxiously and shouted: "Don't take him away, he did it because of his courage..."
A policeman stopped her and said with a straight face: "We will investigate the truth of the matter. Please don't interfere with official duties..." After scolding her mercilessly, he got into the police car.
Three police cars whistled and drove away. Chen Yunling stood there blankly, two lines of crystal tears falling down, and then she chased after the police cars like crazy, but the distance became farther and farther...
In the Yangcheng County Public Security Bureau, Ximen Lang and Wang Zhijun were taken to different interrogation rooms. The policeman who interrogated Ximen Lang asked him to squat in the corner and asked: "Name?"
Ximen Lang raised his head and said, "Officer, can I sit down? I'm just a criminal suspect now, so I should have the right to sit down, right?"
The policeman was stunned, why do these two boys have so much to do? Most people would be frightened when they entered this place, but they were lucky enough to agree on terms. He sarcastically said, "I'm getting you a bed."
Come on, how about you lie down and accept the interrogation?"
Ximenlang said like a leader: "Okay, I think this proposal is good. Of course, it would be better if I find a beautiful policewoman to accompany me." When it comes to policewomen, the prodigal son can't help but think of the Sindir Police in Country M.
Heidi, the beautiful police officer in the station, spends ecstasy time with herself.
The policeman was extremely angry. This was the first time he had seen such an arrogant guy in his many years as a police officer. He slapped the table with a black line on his face and said angrily: "Be serious, don't you know where this place is? Leave it alone."
Be honest, otherwise it will be easier for you?"
Ximen Lang said calmly: "Officer, am I still not honest? You sit, I squat, you smoke and drink, and I watch, what else do you want?"
The policeman frowned more and more, and he was already thinking about whether to deal with him immediately. However, after all, he had been in the police station for many years, and he knew in his heart that those who are still arrogant after entering here are basically not ordinary people. In addition,
This kid actually paid for that guy Qi Biao. He is still in the hospital for rescue, and he is a little shocked. He suppressed his anger and said: "Stop talking nonsense, quickly accept the interrogation, and answer the questions truthfully. Name?"
"Ximen Lang."
"gender?"
Ximenlang said rather cynically: "Just like you, with a gun." He looked around with his eyes, thinking about how to escape from this place. After all, he couldn't let them lock him here.
The policeman rolled his eyes and cursed in his mind, Damn it, after all these years of interrogating prisoners, this is the first time I have encountered such an awesome person. Damn it.
After pondering for a while, he still filled in the word "male" in the gender column and asked: "Age?"
"Sixteen years old."
The policeman was secretly surprised at how cruel he was at such a young age. "Where do you live?"
"Yunshang Village."
"Where is your registered residence?"
"No."
The policeman frowned again, why, this guy is still a gangster? He didn't bother with this issue, and asked again: "ID card?"
Ximenlang answered truthfully: "No."
The police became more and more puzzled. What happened? He didn’t even have an ID card. Why did this kid fall to the ground?
In another interrogation room, the person in charge of recording the confession was the police officer who had a grudge against Wang Zhijun. He closed the door, glared fiercely, and said, "You brat, aren't you arrogant? Let's see how I deal with you?"
Wang Zhijun sneered, "Do you know what you will do again? Use your power to retaliate against the suspect, and you won't be afraid of losing your skin?"
The square-faced policeman said arrogantly: "You still have to be tough. You have to learn to abide by the rules when you come in here. Now, I will train you how to talk to your superiors?"
Wang Zhijun snorted disdainfully, "A guy like you dares to claim to be a superior. I really doubt how you got into the police force. You are a black sheep. You are really a rat's excrement that makes a pot of soup."
The policeman with the square face said angrily: "Very well, just wait and suffer. If you don't kneel on the ground and beg for mercy later, I will count it as my incompetence." He took out the electric baton from his waist and pressed the electric shock button.
The four steel claws on the head of the baton emitted blue light and crackled together. He took a step forward and thrust the baton with the electric light towards Wang Zhijun's waist.
Wang Zhijun dodged to the side to avoid the opponent's attack. He flew up with a kick as high as a person and hit the square-faced policeman on the head.
The square-faced policeman's head suddenly swelled, and his vision went dark and he almost fainted. He swayed a few times and managed to stand still, but he was still dizzy. He opened his mouth and cursed: "You bastard, how dare you attack the police?"
"What if you attack the police?"
After cursing casually, Wang Zhijun kicked out his left foot, knocking the electric baton in the opponent's hand to the corner. Then he stepped forward and bent his knees, hitting the square-faced policeman in the stomach, causing the guy to feel a sharp pain, and his hands
Holding her stomach, she curled up and fell down, her face turned pale, and she broke out in cold sweat.
Wang Zhijun stepped forward, his leather shoes rained down on the guy, and he cursed angrily: "Asshole, I let you hit people as you please, and I'll let you have a taste of it, you scum..."
The square-faced policeman rolled on the ground and screamed, "Come here quickly, the suspect has attacked the police, and someone is going to die..."
The door was pushed open, and five or six police officers rushed in from the outside. They were all shocked when they saw what they saw. They hurriedly held the suspect down and pressed him against the wall.
Wang Zhijun struggled and shouted: "I am a soldier, you have no right to treat me like this, let your director come over..."