Obviously, after I passed out, I must have alerted the people in the detention center. After all, another person died, so I was tied up and taken back to the police station and detained in the interrogation room.
"Do you have any explanation this time?" The middle-aged man kept tapping his fingers on the table, his face full of sternness.
In his opinion, I am a murderer who has done many evil things.
I sighed silently, not understanding why such a weird and unfortunate thing would happen to me.
"If I say that this matter has nothing to do with me, would you believe me?" I feel that my explanation is so pale.
Sure enough, after hearing my words, a disdainful smile suddenly appeared on the other person's face.
"Good boy, you are so cruel, you actually bit a big man to death." The young policeman sitting next to the middle-aged policeman scolded him sternly, "Tell me, what is your purpose and how did you leave?"
In your own room?"
I opened my mouth, wanting to argue and tell him that what I killed was not a living person but a corpse.
But can the other party believe what I say?
So I still chose silence, and in the eyes of the other party, my behavior was completely unrepentant. He was so angry that he immediately slapped the table several times. He was about to speak. At this time, there was a sound from outside.
There was a knock on the door.
The little policeman glared at me fiercely, walked over, opened the door, and walked in from the outside. A man in a suit and leather shoes. He looked about thirty years old, and always had a smile on his face. I don't know.
He said something in the young policeman's ear, and then the young policeman and the middle-aged policeman left.
More than an hour had passed since they left, and when they came back again, their faces looked very ugly.
The little policeman walked up to me and took off the shackles on my body, and shouted sternly: "You're lucky, someone bailed you out."
I was stunned. My current situation is like killing someone. No matter how powerful the other party is, they can't bail me out, right?
The young policeman looked at me coldly, as if he could see what I was thinking, and couldn't help but said coldly: "The autopsy report has come out. The guy probably died around nine o'clock. At that time, the night patrol in the detention center
The personnel are just right to testify for you."
I remembered that I happened to be thirsty at that time, so I asked the night watchman for a pot of water. If that person died at this time, I do have witnesses to prove it.
"No, you said he died around nine o'clock?"
I was stunned because I clearly remember that about half the time after the night watchman left and disappeared, the person in the room opposite me started screaming like crazy again.
I told them about this matter, but these guys just told me that they would investigate carefully. They also said that they might call me for questioning at any time during this period, and asked me not to run around casually, which made me feel like
He will run away in fear of crime.
"Who bailed me out?" I asked curiously. I didn't know the man before. If he was just a lawyer, it seemed that no one I knew could afford a lawyer to come forward for me.
Now it was the other party's turn to be stunned: "You actually don't know who he is..."
The young policeman was outspoken and just about to continue talking, the middle-aged policeman standing aside couldn't help coughing and warned him not to talk more.
The little policeman also reacted and immediately glared at me, "Why are you asking so many questions? I'll let you go and you'll be fine."
The day and night spent in the detention center and the police station can be regarded as the most depressing stage in my life at this stage. After leaving the police station, facing the blazing sun above my head, I couldn't help but open my hands and stretch.
, there was a feeling of being a new person for a while.
Of course, when I left, the little policeman also gave me a set of clothes. After all, if I went out with blood all over my body, it would definitely cause panic.
"What the hell happened in this damn place last night?"
I always felt that what happened was so bizarre, and I felt like something bad was about to happen.
If you get a headache from thinking too much, just take it one step at a time.
"I wonder what's going on in the village now?" Just as I was wondering, the cell phone I had kicked in my pocket suddenly rang.
The caller ID shows a missed number in this city.
I will not answer calls from strangers. This is a habit that I have kept since I got a mobile phone, so I just hung up.
Our village is in a ravine and is relatively remote. If you want to go there, you have to take more than an hour's drive to a small town over there, and then try your luck to see if there is a tractor that goes to our side.
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I walked out of the police station and went straight to the bus stop. During this time, the phone call came again, but because I fell asleep on the bus, I didn't hear it again.
When I got off the bus and was about to go straight to the Passenger Transport Center to buy a ticket, a black car suddenly drove towards me with its horn honking not far away, blocking my way.
Oh, let me go. If I hadn't seen two big, muscular men getting out of the car with my bad temper, I would have gone up and argued with them. Is there a big deal in having a car? You can park at will and block people's way.
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I complained in my heart, if we can't afford to offend, why can't we hide?
Just as I was about to go around the car, another middle-aged man got out of the passenger seat.
This middle-aged man in a suit and tie had a big belly and a profiteer-like smile. When he saw me, he stared straight at me with his small eyes, which made me feel uncomfortable all over.
The two big guys who just got off the car seemed to be his bodyguards. After seeing the middle-aged man get off the car, they quickly stood on both sides of the middle-aged man like two door gods. The expressions of these two people were very rigid.
Just like two pieces of wood, there is no smile at all.
Do bodyguards have to have a cold face to feel intimidating?
The answer may indeed be this. Anyway, when I looked at the angry expressions of these two people, I felt scared and panicked. I always felt that if I behaved in the slightest inappropriate way, these two people would rush up and beat me.
A meal.
I coughed dryly, as I didn't want to appear too cowardly.
"So you have something to do with me?"
Now even a fool can see clearly that the evil smile on this guy's face is completely aimed at me.
After hearing what I said, the middle-aged man laughed and said with a big belly: "Of course, little brother Yang Fan, I was the one who bailed you out before."