Lao Scar was picked up from the ground by Jiang Muyang. He originally wanted to struggle again, but his wrists went cold and a pair of shiny things were put on it.
If he still can't guess who the other party is, then he has spent so many years in Beiyingzi in vain.
"Officer, I didn't do anything bad. What are you doing?"
Yan Yishuai touched his pocket up and down and pulled out an ID card: "Mao Jianye, your name is pretty good."
He looked at the old scar. The ID was from a few years ago. The person in the photo looked much younger than him, but the scar on his head was already there.
After taking a photo and sending it to Lu Dongming, he stuffed his ID card into his pocket.
The van stopped at the entrance of the alley, and Lao Ba was put into the van and taken to the Municipal Public Security Bureau.
Different from Zhou Nan's treatment, he was taken directly into the interrogation room.
Several pieces of A4 paper were placed on the interrogation table. Yan Yishuai picked them up and turned them over: "Hey, we're a regular customer."
Mao Jianye, also known as Lao Scar, is twenty-eight years old, a native of Liancheng, and his registered address is in Beiyingzi.
When he was three years old, his father was sentenced to death for robbery. It might not have happened now, but his father was unlucky and it was during a period of severe crackdowns. He committed a crime against the odds and was of a bad nature.
A year later, his mother left the child and went with someone else, and was never heard from again. Only an elderly grandmother and an ignorant child were left in the family.
Fortunately, the two bungalows belong to the family, so the grandfather and grandson still have a roof over their heads and will not end up living on the streets.
The old lady did odd jobs for others and picked up scraps, which made the old scar grow bigger, and she passed away when he was thirteen years old.
Lao Scar, who was completely neglected, refused to go to the orphanage and stopped going to school. He used to always hang out on the streets, but now he has finally become an official gangster.
"When you were fourteen, you were sent to a juvenile detention center for stealing, and when you were eighteen, you were involved in a fight and sent to a labor camp. Your scar was left at that time, right?" Yan Yishuai raised his eyelids and continued reading without waiting for his answer.
"When I was twenty-two, I was sentenced to three years for picking quarrels and provoking trouble. I was detained twice after I was released."
"It seems that you haven't stopped in these years!" Yan Yishuai pushed the information forward, "You are familiar with the rules here, so I won't go into details. I'll give you a chance to tell yourself what you have been doing recently.
Already?"
"Nothing to do, just eat, sleep, and make money." Old Scar laughed. He was not a rookie like Zhou Nan who had never seen the world.
It was not easy to pry his mouth open. Yan Yishuai had already expected it and did not rush to question him. He let him talk nonsense for half an hour and sent the person to the detention room.
Zhou Nan said before that Lao Scar asked him to make an appointment with Mei Qing and go to the cinema east of Beiyingzi.
On the afternoon when Lao Scar was taken away, a team of police officers came to the cinema to conduct a fire safety inspection.
Different from the past, more people came for the inspection this time, and the inspection was very detailed. From the screening hall to the screening room, from the top floor to the bottom floor, every corner was not spared...
He had to deal with the police once and twice. The old scars were clear. The police could not find any evidence and they would have to release him after 24 hours. The only thing he had to do now was to grit his teeth and fight through these 24 hours.
Until noon of the next day, Lao Scar was not interrogated again. Watching the time passing by, he couldn't help but think in his heart that this time, he must leave Beiyingzi as soon as possible, or even leave Liancheng, to find someone.
Find a place farther away to avoid the wind.
After lunch, someone called his name outside. He was used to being called Lao Scar, so when he suddenly heard the words "Mao Jianye", he didn't react for a while. He stared blankly at the policeman at the door until the other person spoke again.
: "What's the matter, you still can't bear to come out?"
Hearing these words, Lao Scar relaxed his brows and said, "How can I do that? I'm so happy."
He stood up, walked briskly to the door, raised his hands, and said with a smile on his face: "I'm sorry for causing you trouble, officer."
"No trouble, let's go." The other party only glanced at his wrist and shook his head, without any intention of opening the handcuffs for him.
This made Lao Scar feel a little heavy. Could it be that he was caught on something?
Ordinarily it shouldn't be, it was all handled quite well.
After leaving the detention room, he saw the young policeman from yesterday again. The boy looked energetic and had good skills, but he was exactly the type he hated.
Because this kind of person seems to have grown up in the sun and lives in a completely different world than him.
As the elevator went up, Lao Scar's heart sank, until he saw a familiar face in the corridor, and his heart sank to the bottom completely.
He stared hard into the other person's eyes, trying hard to read something from them. But before he could read anything from those tired eyes, the person was pushed around a corner by the police officer next to him and entered.
Corridor on the other side.
When he walked over, all he saw was a few back figures, and he was taken into the same interrogation room as yesterday.
There is already a person sitting in the interrogation room, it is the thin linen rod that interrogated him yesterday.
He was placed in the interrogation chair, and everyone else had gone out. There were only three people left in the room, but Lao Scar knew that there must be many pairs of eyes watching what was going on in the room.
After a moment of silence, Yan Yishuai pressed the remote control at hand, and a picture appeared on the monitor on the wall.
Lao Scar's pupils suddenly shrank, of course he knew that place - the basement of the movie theater east of Beiyingzi.
Several figures appeared in the picture. One of them held a bottle with unknown contents and pressed the pressure pump on the bottle mouth against the ground, walls, and simple furniture in the basement.
The light in the picture was adjusted to a strange dark color, and a blue mark appeared on the ground in front of the sofa.
Lao Scar didn't know why this happened, but he was no stranger to that blue mass. In his impression, it was once a bloody red.
The scene suddenly stopped, but Lao Scar's gaze still stayed on it.
"Luminol reagent, no matter how clean the blood is, as long as it is sprayed on, it will be revealed." Yan Yishuai's voice came from the opposite side, and then several photos fell on the baffle in front of him.
When the photos were arranged one by one, Lao Scar couldn't help but shudder.
The first two are okay, ID photos and daily life photos, but the latter ones are simply chilling. The swollen body, the ferocious close-up of the face, the pale and torn skin, the cloudy eyeballs protruding from the eye sockets, the tongue sticking out of the lips...
If you have not dealt with this person before, it would be difficult to associate these photos with one person.
The strong visual impact made his stomach churn, and he almost felt the urge to eat the lunch he had just eaten. Lao Ba closed his eyes and tried his best to suppress it so as not to vomit it out.
"How's it going? Do you want me to give you some more tips?" Yan Yishuai took away the photo, took two steps back, leaned on the edge of the interrogation table, looked down at the interrogation chair, clenched his teeth, and turned pale for a moment.