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Chapter 293 The key is not the result of the interrogation

Wang Yunxiao knew this old policeman. He was a senior in the Nantong District Police Station. Even Qin Xiangdong was very polite to him.

He and Mr. He are two completely different types. Mr. He is a man of the rivers and lakes. He knows the secrets of grievances and grudges in the rivers and lakes very well. He can tell you things clearly and clearly that others don't know.

The old police officers know more about the specific situation of the people in Nantong District under the Jianghu.

Take Wang Yunxiao, for example. He has been in the police station several times. For whatever reasons he came in, the old policeman can dig up these records for him in front of him.

In the eyes of Mr. He, Wang Yunxiao is a talent worth cultivating.

In the eyes of the old policeman, Wang Yunxiao is just a street gangster who cannot be carved out of rotten wood.

However, after Wang Yunxiao got the establishment of the police station, the old policeman never humiliated him in front of him again, and even took the initiative to apply to Qin Xiangdong to be relegated to the second line, not wanting to compete with young people for fame and fortune.

Times have changed, and he is older and knows how to protect himself wisely.

But even if he takes a back seat, his status and reputation in the police station remain unchanged. If Wang Yunxiao worshiped Mr. He as his teacher, then almost all of the young men Qin Xiangdong brought here worshiped him as their teacher. After his training, they knew how to be police officers.

Not just investigations, but also tortures.

This human skin mask also comes with some magic spells, including the "horror spell" that can scare people, the "fascination spell" that can deceive people into lowering their guard, and even the "body-seizing spell" that can be used to trick others. These spells are very easy to cast, requiring only a thought, but they also have the disadvantage that they require protection from light and fire.

After listening to this man's confession, Qin Xiangdong looked a little ugly.

The old policeman's surname was Wu, known as Mr. Wu. He was the head catcher in the yamen in the previous dynasty. No one in the squad room was more familiar with these things than him.

Qi Bing spread his hands and said with a smile: "We are only responsible for the work. How to do it is up to you, Bureau Qin."

"Young boy, your eldest and second brothers were shot last year. They didn't touch you at all, right?"

This Liuyeying style of painting sounds very wrong.

Next, the interrogation of the victim's eldest nephew began.

"It can't be the Willow Leaf Camp I know, right?"

"Then who knows?"

This kid is also a bit of a piece of meat. In front of others, he is always a sleazy and dishonest person. When he was escorted in and saw Mr. Wu, his legs and feet felt weak at that time, and his eyes were darting around, not knowing what he was planning in his heart.

Wang Yunxiao saw that Qin Xiangdong had no intention of explaining to him, so he didn't take the initiative to start a fight.

Qin Xiangdong nodded and said, "You guys take a rest first, I'll make a call."

The leather whip dipped in salt water was whipped on the body. In less than three minutes, before the next program started, this guy was completely wiped out.

After the training, they were assigned to different groups and lurked in different places without any contact with each other. The group he belongs to is codenamed "Xiaosheng", and its leader is Yang Yuqi. He is a strange person with magical skills. He can make lifelike human skin masks. After wearing them, not only can there be no flaws in the appearance, but even the voice can be imitated. .

This man's name is Lu Er. He worked as a clerk in a business in his early years. Because of his quick mind, he was spotted by a regular customer and sent to a place called Liuye Camp, where he was trained by dedicated personnel to learn various reconnaissance techniques. .

The old policeman exposed the eldest nephew's heel as soon as he came up, stared into his eyes and said coldly: "Who gave you the courage to come to the police station to cause trouble? You are tired of living a stable life outside, and you want to come in and have a job, right?" Okay, I’ll keep you eating for a few more months.”

The eldest nephew quickly apologized and said with a smile: "Grandpa Wu, please don't make fun of me. Didn't I think you were retired? If I had known you were still here, how could I dare to take this kind of job? Don't say it here, just walk on the street When I see you, I have to kowtow three times and then slap my ears six times!"

"Don't talk about those useless things!" The old policeman said impatiently: "Have you seen these guys next to you? Your eldest and second brothers have never tried it. Do you want to have a taste?"

"In no mood!"

The eldest nephew shook his head like a rattle: "Whatever you ask, I will tell you. If you tell a lie, pull out my tongue and put it in a frying pan and fry it!"

"Who asked you to make trouble?"

"Senior Brother Zhao from Da Luo Sect."

"What is the name of this Senior Brother Zhao? Where does he live..."

The eldest nephew was also very happy.

The gangsters of this era are no longer the gangsters of the past. They are all cowards and weaklings who can be broken at the first glance.

The results came out somewhat unexpectedly.

The old Taoist priest who was shot in the head was called Zhao Dabao. Later, in order to fool the ignorant believers, he changed himself to a domineering name and called himself Zhao Gongming. He really does have nephews, and more than one. The two nephews, Zhao Yilong and Zhao Yihu, were very happy following this uncle's dominance in the church.

Zhao Yilong was the one who set up the altar and breathed fire. He was knocked over by Gu Zi with a stick, and he still hasn't woken up yet.

When Zhao Yihu heard that his uncle had been killed, he didn't dare to come, so he asked Gou Boyer to come to the police station in his name to mourn and inquire about the specific situation. As for the old litigator who confuses right and wrong as soon as he opens his mouth, he also found him, and Gou Boy didn't know him at all.

As a little gangster, he can only come into contact with things at this level.

Next, the old litigator will be brought to trial. The old litigator is not too young. He looks like he is in his late teens or early 80s, with a head full of white hair, a plump sky, and a rosy face that is calm and composed.

He leaned on the crutch and sat firmly on the chair, glanced at the torture equipment next to him, shook his head nonchalantly and said: "Don't let me play with this set of things, I'm not scared. As a member of the public, Are you still going to use torture to extract confessions and violate the law? If you don't uphold the authority of the law yourself, then why should you let others believe that the new government's laws can be implemented? The government is already struggling to implement the new law, and you hawks are still going the other way. I think this president The new government formed is also taking jujube pills!”

The big hat was snapped over.

The old policeman ignored him and turned around to ask the two men in gray uniforms: "What do you think we should do?"

Qi Bing smiled and said: "First beat him for ten minutes, then take a break and then beat him for ten minutes to see if he can speak human language."

"This old man is quite old..."

"It's okay. If you beat him to death, it's mine."

Qi Bing had a smile on his face and a gloomy look in his eyes: "Old guy, you like to criticize the president because of your age, right? Don't worry, I'll pay for your life after I beat you to death!"

The old litigator's face turned pale. He raised his hand and pointed at Qi Bing with trembling fingers and cursed: "You...you beast! How dare you do this? When did I ever criticize the president, but it's you! The reputation of the president is the result of being criticized. You people are corrupt!"

"The reputation of the President was gained through her wars in the South and North. Her merits and demerits will be judged by future generations. On the contrary, an old dog like you eats steamed buns with human blood when you are young and is of no use to the country. When you get older, you will be judged. If you don’t repent, you will spew shit every time you open your mouth, and you will be wasting the country’s food as long as you live.”

Qi Bing sneered: "Old dog, if you dare to bark again, I will personally send you on your way!"

The old litigator swallowed, took a deep breath, and looked at the old policeman: "What did you want to ask just now?"

(End of this chapter)