"Hey, do you know so much?" Wu Yiyi looked at me with joy, and then muttered, "I thought you were a soldier who didn't know anything."

I felt a pain in my heart and said helplessly: "My girlfriend told me."

"Huh." Wu Yiyi gave me a white look, and walked to the side with his hands on his chest without picking me up again.

Yueman Gong said at this time: "What the hell is going on with you?"

I felt so helpless, and asked if you, the elm head, could realize earlier and harvest your junior sisters earlier, would ordinary people like us still suffer this scourge?

I didn't answer this, but changed the subject and said: "It won't be possible for Zheng Peng to hold on in a few days."

"How many days?" Zhao Zichen asked.

"Even trained people insist on not going to sleep for up to three days. A playboy like Zheng Peng will be unable to cope with the interrogation by tomorrow. By that time, his brain is not clear, so he has no way to lie and ask basic questions. Will tell the truth."

Team Wu smiled and said: "Even if you can't ask anything here, don't be afraid. Anyway, Xiao Sun said that the calling card can be repaired. Once the calling card is repaired, everything will come to light."

At this time, the bald man who had been standing on the side talking, suddenly approached us.

"That picture must be his umbrella?"

Team Wu sneered: "Unless this kid has hands and eyes open to the sky, he can infiltrate our police force upright. In Ningcheng's police force, there is at most one or two rat shit."

I nodded: "Then you must be careful. You must not lose the calling card. It is stored by the old ghost with his life."

Team Wu said: "Ha, that's for sure."

Zhao Zichen said: "Just a picture, even if it is washed out, there is no way to use it as evidence as evidence in court."

Team Wu stretched his waist and said, "So, you must restore the photos before you can cheat the boy Zheng Peng. This boy actually doesn't have any brains. Now he has a hard mouth, but he won't be hard for long. Once we have Zheng Peng’s confession, we will check it again, it will be much simpler."

Yuemangong stared at Zheng Peng in the interrogation room, with hatred in his eyes. It is this Guangyao Media that, for the sake of its own little interests, can't wait to push Qianmen into the fire pit. This kind of person should die.

"Captain Wu, how many years will Zheng Peng be sentenced?"

"We will prosecute Zheng Peng, and the specific sentence depends on the court. However, judging from the severity of the situation, it may be sentenced to life."

Yuemangong said: "I heard that there are some little girls in the riverside and ocean fields who are... are some hard-working little girls, some of them can't hold it, they died early, can't this be sentenced to death?"

"The death penalty has been very cautious in recent years. Our current evidence...hey, we try our best to send this grandson to hell, but Brother Yue, Zheng Peng is not the real black hand behind the scenes, the real black hand is someone else."

"Don't let anyone go." Yuemangong gritted his teeth and said.

"Don't worry, this is the duty of our police."

I said, "Okay, I have seen it, and I can't ask anything for a while. But Lao Wu, let me say something more. I believe your comrades, but the identity of the black is still unclear."

Old Wu nodded: "I know what you are going to say, this person, I let people watch 24 hours a day, even if he farts, I have to report to me. Even if the Lord Yan wants his life, I have to ask. My old Wu agrees or disagrees."

"Thanks for your hard work, then." I'm relieved with Lao Wu's words.

Skynet is sparse and not leaking, Jiang Ming's layout is so precise, but there are still loopholes in the key points, and now his ambition has faintly revealed.

Twenty years of layout and great conspiracy, because Xiaoyan's reasons allowed us to tear through his line of defense and get a glimpse of the root cause. Maybe this is God's will.

I still can't let go of the person I met in Wuxiang Mountain Cave. She has lived in such a place for a long time. Why on earth?

When I find the right opportunity, I must ask the head teacher and uncle.

"By the way, where is Xiaoyan?"

"Liu Hao is about to adopt. This little girl is really pitiful. She may know that her parents are no longer there. She didn't ask about it once, and she didn't dare to say anything. Our police team asked a psychiatrist to show her and said She needs interventional therapy."

Zhao Zichen said: "I know a good doctor. However, the police's constant inquiries may remind her of these things, and she may have to wait for the court to give evidence before receiving treatment."

"No." Old Wu said, "The child's words can't be used as testimony in the first place. We will ask you what you should ask, and we won't bother her again. If you want to say that she really has any use..."

Old Wu suddenly smiled cruelly.

He went on to say: "Unless the people of Binjiang Haiye are guilty of conscience and want to kill her, they will be sent to our door. It just happens to save us from investigating the case.

I said, "That's really hard to say, this group of people is frantic."

"Don't worry, everyone, we have arranged someone to protect her. Team Zhang, someone is looking for you outside the door."

At this moment, Zhou Ran opened the door and said, poking his head.

"It should have been breakfast. Let's go. Let's go out for breakfast. I have been busy all morning."

Old Wu held his sore neck: "Go, go for breakfast."

All the policemen on duty are concentrated in the case-handling hall, eating breakfast.

"Captain Zhang! You are here, breakfast is good, your chef's craftsmanship is really not a boast."

I said: "Everyone eat whatever you want. I have been working hard these days, there is still not enough."

Old Wu took a meat bun and stuffed it in his mouth, and muttered to me: "Lao Zhang, you are so unkind, my people are about to be bought by you to become yours."

Zhao Zichen said: "Then your people are too disloyal. A few meat buns can be bought."

"Whatever work you do, you always eat food. You have milk and you are a mother, and meat buns are heaven."

Lao Wu drank the meat buns, drank soy milk, and inspected the work between the desks with a smile.

Suddenly, with a bang, Old Wu fell straight down.

I thought he fell down accidentally. I saw that he couldn't stand up for a long time and went up to help him. But at this moment, another policeman fell down, clutching his throat and coughing hard.

"Yes, poisonous..." JrNovels.com