"Head, hamburger." At this time, one of Ma Jun's men came over and handed over a paper bag.
Ma Jun reached out to take it, pinched it gently with his fingers, and immediately understood.
"Here, eat a burger." He said, opening the paper bag, grabbing Zhang Lixin's hand and stuffing it into the paper bag. Zhang Lixin's hand suddenly touched something cold, and after just moving his fingers a few times, he immediately understood what was inside.
He looked at what Tong Qian wanted to say, and suddenly a thought flashed through his mind. He just opened his mouth and closed it again, with a strange smile on his face.
"What are you doing!" Tong Qian grabbed Ma Jun's arm, "He can't eat this kind of thing!"
Ma Jun raised his head and glanced at the red sign hanging on the wall, which said 'no eating or drinking', with a look of realization on his face. He took the paper bag back and handed it to his subordinates, "Can't you see?
Is it a good diet? Take it back."
The subordinate took the things and glanced at Zhang Lixin, who was silent. He was a little surprised why he didn't shout out. It was just that time was pressing. No matter what the other party thought, leaving the scene as soon as possible was the most important thing.
Ma Jun's idea was to make false evidence. As long as he got Zhang Lixin's fingerprints, he could say that he was resisting arrest with a gun. Then he would be able to shirk the responsibility.
This is a method he came up with after much thought. Brother Yao always did this before.
As for why he dared to do this in front of so many people, it's actually very simple.
No one has the right to search other people's belongings at will, not even the police, let alone the things in the hands of police staff. Ma Jun can guarantee this.
This is different from the north. A security guard in a supermarket has the guts to block people and shout for a search. If they don’t search, they won’t let them go. If they can’t be found, they don’t have to take responsibility...
Watching his men walk away, Ma Jun pulled up a chair and sat down, with a smile on his face. His eyes looking at Zhang Lixin revealed a meaning, 'Play with me, I will kill you'!
"Speaking of which, why don't you do the surgery and want to run away? Wait for the brothers to save you?" As soon as Ma Jun said this, Tong Qian, who had just turned around to leave, immediately stopped.
"Nonsense, you are all your own people in uniforms, and officers protect each other. We finish our work and go our separate ways. Isn't it good for one less person to share the money? Is it your first day as a policeman? Have you ever seen a thief who loves his brothers but not gold?
." Zhang Lixin said nonchalantly.
"That's right!" Ma Jun chuckled and said again: "But there used to be a chicken on the farm. It was called Russell Chicken. He just relied on induction, so he died!"
"Hahahahaha." Zhang Lixin and Ma Jun looked at each other and laughed as if they were crazy. Tong Qian rolled her eyes fiercely and turned around to leave.
"Doctor, doctor, don't go." Zhang Lixin suddenly stretched out his hand to say hello.
Tong Qian turned around and said nothing.
"I want to make a phone call."
"No!" Ma Jun refused directly.
"According to [Notice issued to persons under police investigation or detained by the police] [Your Rights] Article 8, I have the right to call, email or fax my friends or relatives." Zhang Lixin said with confidence.
.
Tong Qian turned to look at Ma Jun. Ma Jun blinked and had two big words written on his face: "Stupid".
It's okay if you ask him to fight and catch gangsters, but if you ask him to recite the various rules and regulations of the police that are as thick as a big dictionary, it is better to let him die.
"Say!" Ma Jun looked at Aze.
"Me?" Aze was stunned. He had never memorized that thing before. Wasn't it only lawyers who would chew it?
"Trash!" Ma Jun cursed bitterly, and Aze was speechless.
"No fighting, no nonsense." Ma Jun waved his hand roughly. The first thing he hated was lawyers, and the second thing he hated were criminals with brains like this.
"It's against the regulations." Zhang Lixin went back with a smile, but he didn't stop talking, "I need to find someone to ask if I need surgery!"
"He must have surgery immediately." Tong Qian's eyes lit up and she stared at Ma Jun, as if she would report him immediately if he dared to say no.
"Damn it." Ma Jun kicked the hospital bed hard, took a deep breath, then took out his cell phone and pointed at Zhang Lixin with a victorious smile on his face and said, "I'll call you."
"63730639." Zhang Lixin didn't show any pretense and reported the number directly. He had to call this number.
After Ma Jun finished dialing, he stepped aside and put the phone to his ear. After two rings, he hung up and said perfunctorily: "No one is listening."
"Oh~~~, forget it!" Zhang Lixin raised his hand and gestured. He didn't mind Ma Jun's fooling. He heard the outgoing call, and it didn't matter whether anyone answered.
Tong Qian glared at Ma Jun fiercely, becoming more and more dissatisfied with the police's perfunctory attitude. She had no respect for life. However, Zhang Lixin gave up and refused to continue the beating. She didn't know what to say and just stamped her feet.
Turn around and walk to the other side.
…
On the other side, the 'lawyer' who answered the phone frowned slightly as he listened to the blind tone on the phone.
Qiu Huarong, nicknamed "Lawyer", is a top student in the Department of Law at the University of Hong Kong. He has a strong memory and excellent academic performance. He lost his qualifications to enter the legal profession due to being framed and caused a legal accident. He is the brains of the four-man gang.
"Who did it?" the doctor asked in a low voice.
An Gaofei: Nicknamed 'Doctor', he comes from a family of traditional Chinese medicine. Three generations of his family have practiced medicine. He is proficient in surgery and his family is well off. Six years ago, a group of injured robbers entered his family's private clinic. During the operation, the police arrived and his parents were shot.
They all died, but he escaped death because he was studying abroad. He was a trainer and nutritionist in a gang of four, and he also worked part-time as a doctor.
"The four of us are the only ones who know this phone number. The three of us are here, what do you think?" the lawyer chuckled.
"Singer?" The engineer raised his eyebrows.
Qi Jinpeng, nicknamed "Engineer", graduated from the Hong Kong Polytechnic University and was a classmate of Zhang Lixin. His family is in business. Although he is not a rich man, he still has a net worth of tens of millions. He himself is also eloquent and good at observing people's emotions, but he is not
He likes to do business, but also loves tinkering with various electrical appliances. He is proficient in various firearms and explosives. He is the mechanic in a four-person gang. He handles all the weapons and tools in the gang.
"Yes, something must have happened to him." The lawyer sighed, "The singer has always been in charge of external liaisons. How can you walk by the river without getting your shoes wet?"
"What should I do?" the doctor asked aloud.
"Just do what you have to do. We must act according to the original plan and the rhythm cannot be messed up." The lawyer continued: "Now we are still in the dark and still have an advantage. We cannot follow the rhythm of the police."
…
"If Sir Wang were here, I would definitely pull this guy out and give him a good beating. I don't believe he can still stop talking!" A Ze said bitterly in the corridor.
"I'll beat you up!" Ma Jun glared at Aze angrily. It wasn't that he was opposed to this method of extracting a confession. After all, Brother Yao was the best at doing this. It was just, "There's a bullet in my head. You're so special."
If you don't hit him, he might die suddenly. Just try it. Believe it or not, after you hit him, you have to kneel down and beg him not to die!"
"Uh... I'm just talking." Azze muttered in a low voice, "Ah Tou, what should I do?"
"Don't panic, I remember Brother Yao has encountered this before, let me think about it, let me think about it." Ma Jun closed his eyes and pinched his eyebrows, frowning, and his whole face was thinking hard.
Seeing that state, Aze felt worried and silently took a step back, fearing that Ma Jun would lose control... and pull him out again.
I really don’t blame him for thinking wrongly, it’s really too dry like this...
"Oh, yes!" Ma Jun suddenly waved his hand, with excitement on his face, and said excitedly: "I remembered it, let's go downstairs to command the car, you can contact the headquarters now and track this phone number for me!
"
A moment later, in the command car, Aze nodded. Ma Jun took a deep breath, coughed twice, adjusted the tone, and pressed the dial button.