Lao Xian curled up and sat on an iron chair, with two interrogating detectives surrounding him. He lowered his head and hit it on the iron plate of the chair, his whole body twitching violently.
Menmen looked at his biological brother, standing there blankly, and asked with a twitching corner of his mouth: "Is something wrong?"
"No, it's okay."
When Lao Xian heard the sound of the door, his head was still pressed against the iron plate. He felt severe pain in his abdomen, and big beads of sweat fell from his temples. His two hands, which were cuffed into his flesh, were tightly grasping the edge of the iron plate. .
"Wait for me, everything will be fine soon."
Menmen said a word, turned around and left.
"Men, don't fucking mess around with me."
The old immortal gasped violently and gave instructions.
"Bang."
The iron door is closed, and the door has walked into the corridor.
"Tell me, my brother stabbed Huo Hai, right?"
Menmen looked at the main case handler and asked.
"Haha, for such a big thing, do I really mean what I said? Someone saw that it was him who stabbed him."
The investigator frowned and said something.
"By coincidence, I have a friend who was also at the scene that day. He has something in his hand, so I asked him to deliver it."
Menmen said nothing and took out the phone.
"It's okay, I gave it to you, and I'll review mine."
The person handling the case was stunned for a moment, and then walked to the interrogation room.
"Snapped."
Menmen suddenly turned around, grabbed his wrist, and then stared at his eyes and said, "If I touch my brother again, I will fucking kill you."
The person handling the case stood there, stunned again, and then asked with a smile on his face, "Have you drank?"
Menmen was unshaven and looked at him motionless, without replying.
"Haha, okay, you can take it, I'll wait."
The person handling the case said nothing, then turned and returned to the office.
"Snapped."
At the same time, Menmen took out his phone and dialed: "I'm at the branch and asked your people to deliver the things."
The other end.
Big singer hair salon.
"Hula la."
A strong man walked in from the door, leading three young men behind him.
"Sir, it's time to cut your hair or style it."
the receptionist at the door asked.
"go away."
The middle-aged man pushed him away with a slap, then stood in the middle of the salon and shouted: "Whose name is Mi Le?"
"Uh-huh."
In the distance, a young man who was cutting his hair glanced at the middle-aged man with his peripheral vision, and then whispered to the customer: "I'm going to change the scissors. This one doesn't work very well."
After saying that, the young man turned around and walked towards the back door.
"stop."
The middle-aged man saw his back and tried to shout.
"Tap tap tap."
As soon as the young man getting a haircut heard the shouting from behind, he ran away.
"it's him."
The middle-aged man pointed at him and shouted, and the three people behind him chased after him.
"Brother, what's going on?"
The boss stood at the counter in shock and asked.
"Close, grass, mud, horse."
The middle-aged man glared and cursed, then turned and walked away from the front door.
Five minutes later, the young man was blocked in an alley not far from the back door. A young man grabbed his hair and asked, "Your name is Mi Le."
"Brother, what's wrong?"
The young man getting a haircut asked back, leaning against the wall.
"Pfft, pfft."
The young man didn't answer, and stabbed Mi Le directly in the thigh with two simple and crude knives.
Half an hour later.
In the branch.
"Brother Men, my eldest brother asked me to give it to you."
The scarred young man took out a mobile phone from his pocket and handed it to Menmen.
"Well, thank him for me."
Menmen took his mobile phone and walked into the branch again, and then entered the case handler's office.
"Crack."
Menmen threw his cell phone on the desk of the investigator, and then said directly: "There is a video in it. You can tell at a glance whether my brother made a move or not."
The investigator picked up Brother Pao's cell phone, then frowned and opened the video recording. There was only one video in it, but it clearly recorded what happened on the day of the boiling point.
"Have you finished reading?"
Menmen lowered his head and asked.
The investigator frowned and looked at the image, then said: "Where did you get this thing?"
"I took Ang away with you, and gave you the mobile phone. If you want to lose it, don't worry about it. I have a lot of backups."
Menmen said something expressionlessly, then turned around and left.
"He was a participant. Even if he didn't stab anyone, he still did it. The police detained him for fifteen days, which is not excessive."
The investigator stood up and asked.
"Fuck you, Mom, if you want to play, I will have fun with you, and you can arrest me. We ask that you go to the police hospital immediately for an injury examination. If he goes in, I promise to let you skin him."
Menmen scolded angrily.
The investigator looked at him without saying a word.
"Bang."
Menmen opened the door and walked away with a quick stride.
"Didi."
The person handling the case walked to the window sill irritably, and then said to Tangtang on the other end of the phone: "Brother, I can't fix this. Menmen uploaded a fucking video from somewhere. The picture is very clear and you can see it at a glance. Come out, the old immortal is really just trying to put up a fight. Tell me, what can I do? If you insist on restraining me, it will only last for fifteen days. However, this will not break the old immortal, and it will cause me a lot of trouble. After all, everything, I’ve been in the system for so long, who hasn’t made any friends yet?”
"Well, I know where he got that video. Forget it, I'm sorry to trouble you."
Tangtang was silent for a moment and replied calmly.
"Haha, let's talk about it later."
The person handling the case smiled and immediately hung up the phone.
"Bang."
Tangtang, who was attending a certain second wedding ceremony, directly slapped his cell phone on the table, then frowned and cursed: "This piece of trash, Cannon, can't fucking understand such a thing."
"What's wrong, Brother Tang?"
the driver asked.
"It's okay, you go to the city bureau."
Tangtang thought for a moment, then leaned into his ear and replied
At the entrance of the City Bureau.
The old immortal's left rib was in great pain, and he felt as if he had collapsed, and his face was frighteningly pale.
"Go to the hospital."
Menmen held him up and asked through gritted teeth.
"Haha, shit, I haven't been beaten in years, and this Pao'er punch has directly opened up my Rendu and Du meridians."
The old immortal covered his left rib with trembling hands, but his tone was still teasing.
"Fuck you."
Menmen suppressed the evil fire in his heart and opened his mouth to curse.
"Squeak."
While the two were talking, a car stopped at the door of the branch compound.
"Old Fairy, right?"
The person in the car stretched his neck and asked.
"Who are you?"
The old immortal raised his head and asked.
"Brother Tangtang, let me come and pick you up."
The co-pilot pointed out the topic in one sentence.
Lao Xian and Menmen were stunned.
"Haha, it's okay. He is attending a wedding and said he wanted to talk to you."
The co-pilot added again.
"I'll go over there."
The old immortal said directly to the door.
"Are you sick."
Menmen frowned and replied.
"The shares in Taihe are still there, so I'll be fine. You go back first and tell dad."
Lao Xian patted Menmen's shoulder, then gritted his teeth and got into the car.
Two minutes later, the car left the place and went straight to the Lido Hotel.