"Uncle Zhou, do you know him too??" After listening to his words, the little policeman turned his head and looked at him in confusion.
"Who doesn't know Brother Hong? He is a well-known interrogation expert in the bureau!" Uncle Zhou smiled at the young policeman and said: "You young people who have just graduated and entered the police station don't know that Brother Hong's feet smell bad?
, that was shocking. When they were on duty at the police station, no one was willing to sleep in the same room with him. For this reason, their director specially prepared a separate room for him. Hehe, that is what the director can do.
Some benefits."
"I've heard that Hong Kong's interrogation success rate is particularly high, but when I ask others why his interrogation success rate is so high, those seniors just smile and say nothing." The young policeman said to Uncle Zhou with some frustration.
: "I originally thought it was some secret secret, but it turns out it's because of this..."
"What? Are you disillusioned?" Uncle Zhou looked at the little policeman's disappointed look with some amusement and asked casually.
"..."
The little policeman pursed his lips and said nothing.
After all, when he saw Brother Hong for the first time, looking at his size and tendons, he thought that Brother Hong relied on violence or intimidation to subdue the suspects and get them to confess, but he didn't expect...
The real reason turned out to be foot odor...
Lin Jiu listened for a long time, thought about it for a while, and finally asked a more constructive question: "Is Brother Hong Kong married?"
"We're married, we've been married a long time ago. Hong Kong brother is almost forty, how can we not get married?" Uncle Zhou said with a matter-of-fact expression.
"Then how could his wife endure living with him??" Lin Jiu twitched his lips and asked with doubts in his eyes.
"Hahaha, there is a foot-washing bucket, a stool, and a pot of water at the door of his house. Before Hong Kong goes home every night, he must wash his feet at the door first, and then apply that sesame oil or fragrance.
Then put on clean socks before entering, otherwise, his wife will divorce him." Uncle Zhou suddenly laughed and said: "We all at the police station know this, after all, there are always so many troubles every year.
several times."
"Can't foot odor be cured??" Lin Jiu continued to ask curiously.
"Then it can definitely be cured. It can still be cured by going to the hospital. It should be a sweat gland problem." Uncle Zhou thought for a while and explained to Lin Jiu: "But ordinary people can just go for treatment. Brother Hong Kong can't go.
, for the sake of the bureau’s interrogation success rate, the director specially paid a pension to his wife every year. Alas, for the sake of the party and the country, personal interests sometimes have to be sacrificed appropriately.”
"..."
In this way, it is not easy for Hong Kong brother...
Lin Jiu twitched his lips and remembered what Brother Hong told him today about how he peed all over him when he was a child. He didn't know whether it was because he was frightened because he looked so ferocious, or because he was smelly of his feet.
.
"Okay, now that the two old men are willing to confess to their accomplices, you can rest assured. It's getting late. You'd better go back and rest early, otherwise your parents should be anxious." The little policeman turned around and said,
