City tour of the master of cultivation

"Zhou Yi, why are you here?" Wang Yue mumbled. Because his face was beaten and swollen, he could not speak clearly now.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Yi suddenly felt a rush of anger. Now there are more than 20 days to go before the college entrance examination, but Wang Yue was beaten like this, which obviously hurt his bones. Didn't the beater expect that it would hurt others for a lifetime?

"who did it?" Zhou Yi said in a cold voice that Wang Yue did not have such a situation in his last life, but now he is lying in the hospital, which may be caused by his rebirth, so Zhou Yi firmly will not allow such a situation to happen.

"I don't know. On the way to school this morning, a gangster rushed out and asked me to pay him the protection fee. I thought that more was better than less, so I gave him 50 yuan. But the gangster was not satisfied with the money and beat me with a stick." Wang yuehen said, with a decadent tone, and the women beside him had been crying in a low voice, obviously aware of the problem of how to take the college entrance examination.

There was a flash of light in Zhou Yi's eyes. He even beat him when he gave the money. It seems that this man came for himself.

"Auntie, please don't cry. I know some medical skills. I can cure Wang Yue's bone injury. Don't worry. I'll let Wang Yue jump around in ten days at most. It won't delay the college entrance examination." Zhou Yi comforted Wang Yue by saying that Wang Yue's mother is an ordinary housewife. Seeing her son beaten like this, there is no other way but to cry now.

"Mom, don't cry. Zhou Yi is really good at medicine. I believe him." Wang Yue said with a heartless smile.

Sun Mei, Wang Yue's mother, stopped crying and looked at Zhou Yi suspiciously. She couldn't figure out what medical skills such a young man could master.

Zhou Yi didn't say anything. He wanted to reassure sun Mei with facts.

Sun Mei wipes her tears and looks at Zhou Yi. Then she sees Zhou Yi's big hand on Wang Yue's beaten face. Wang Yue's face is still swollen, and the obvious swelling is slowly disappearing with the naked eye. Instead, the swelling became normal and gradually disappeared.

Wang Yue was also surprised. Just to keep his mother from worrying, he casually said that he didn't expect that Zhou Yi could really know how to use medicine. Moreover, his skill was so powerful that it was more than 100 times better than the anti-inflammatory drugs he used at this time.

"Damn, how did you do it?" Wang Yue said in a startled voice.

"I know medicine." Zhou Yi said naturally.

Wang Yue said nothing, then looked at Zhou Yi like a monster and asked, "what else can't you do?"

"Xiaozhou classmate, my home Xiaoyue this leg really not ten days can be good?" Sun Mei expected to ask. Although Zhou Yi gave her confidence just now, she still felt that all this was unbelievable. A 17-year-old boy had such means, which was better than those department directors in the hospital.

"Auntie, don't worry. It won't take ten days." Zhou Yi firmly said that the worried color on Sun Mei's face finally faded.

Zhou Yi stayed in the hospital for a while, helped Wang Yue to relieve some of his injuries, and then asked about the Thug's appearance. Zhou Yi walked out of the hospital. He wanted to see who was going to cut him.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took a taxi to the pedestrian street where Wang Yue was beaten, a young man with yellow hair appeared in front of him.

Zhou Yi has some doubts. He doesn't know who is behind the scenes to find such a weak person. In front of him, the Yellow haired young man's feet were flighty, and the black circles of his eyes were bigger than those of a panda. Apart from his bright yellow hair and the smell of killing Matt, there was nothing strange about the young man.

Seeing that Zhou Yi goes straight to himself, Huang Mao takes a mouthful of smoke, walks to Zhou Yi, spits out a mouthful of smoke, and asks, "boy, are you from No.1 middle school?"

"Well." Zhou Yi made a light response. Thinking about the origin of the young man, he came out just when he stopped his taxi. It was obvious that someone asked him to do so.

"Do you know who I am?" Seeing that Zhou Yi is a little thin and weak, he is more proud of his youth. He likes to bully such students and has a great sense of achievement.

"I don't know." Zhou Yimu responded like a stupid student who didn't know the world.

"My name is Yang Dingtian. This pedestrian street belongs to me!" Huang Mao's youth is more publicity, standing in front of Zhou Yi like an emperor.

In the early morning, there were few people in the pedestrian street, but some people who got up early and set up their carts and stalls to buy breakfast saw Huang Mao standing in front of Zhou Yi with an arrogant face. These people were indifferent and had nothing to do. They gathered around Huang Mao and Zhou Yi and watched the excitement.

Zhou Yi couldn't help laughing. It seems that the yellow hair is in the middle of the late stage.

"What the hell are you laughing at? Is that funny?" Huang Mao stares at Zhou Yi fiercely and says that whenever he is like this, those students are always scared and call themselves brother.

"Not funny." Zhou Yi said very cooperatively.

"Well, you're wise. Since you know I'm the leader of this pedestrian street, you've got to mean it when you walk on this pedestrian street." Huang Mao asked obliquely, showing the hooligan's breath.

"I have no money." Zhou Yi said honestly that he didn't take much money when he went out later.Yellow eyebrows pick, face fierce Wei even more, "no money, hum, in the morning a dead fat man also said to me, now he is lying in the hospital." Huang Mao complacently said that he thought it would make Zhou Yi afraid.

Unfortunately, he overestimated himself and underestimated Zhou Yi. When Zhou Yi heard the fat man in Huang Mao's mouth, he decided that Huang Mao was the robber in the morning.

"Then go to the hospital and lie down." Zhou Yi said without expression.

The next moment, before Huang Mao could react, he felt a great force coming from his belly. Then the whole person flew out like a bow and arrow, smashed on a breakfast cart selling steamed stuffed buns, and immediately the steamed buns and soybean milk spilled on the ground.

Zhou Yi won't just reward Huang Mao. As soon as Huang Mao shakes up, the word "I grass you ma..." hasn't come out yet. Zhou Yi slaps Huang Mao's mouth again. His powerful slap makes Huang Mao's mouth fly two or three teeth.

"Spare... Spare my life, brother. I'm wrong." Zhou Yi beat Huang Mao twice. Seeing that Zhou Yi still wanted to fight, Huang Mao immediately knelt on the ground and cried.

"I told you to go to the hospital and lie down, so I won't let you stand." Zhou Yi opened his mouth with a sneer, and then kicked Huang Mao's mouth, which made Huang Mao slide back several meters.

"Tut Tut, students these days are really cruel." A big man who sells handmade cakes can't help sighing. He takes a sympathetic look at the yellow hair that has become a human flesh sandbag.

After kicking a few yellow hairs and Wang Yue's share, Zhou Yi's anger was almost gone. Huang Mao is lying on the ground moaning. Zhou Yi's beating can make him lie in the hospital for at least a month or two.

Mu Zhen invited Zhou Yi to his home for dinner in the afternoon, so Zhou Yi bought some fruit and went to the hospital to see Wang Yue. After telling Wang Yue that the problem had been solved, Zhou Yi went back to school directly by car.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he got off the bus, he saw several police cars parked at the gate of the school.

"Are you Zhou Yi?" A middle-aged policeman came straight up and asked coldly.

Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows and said, "yes." I didn't expect that he came so quickly behind the scenes.

"You are suspected of a murder. Please come with us." The middle-aged policeman took out his police certificate and said in front of Zhou Yi. Then two young policemen came over and held Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi sneers and doesn't fight, because fighting now only makes the charges real. He hasn't killed anyone since he revived the earth. Now someone is putting a bowl of excrement on his head. Zhou Yi wants to see who it is.

Soon, the news that Zhou Yi was taken away by the police on suspicion of murder spread all over Tanglai No.1 middle school. Ma Tianfeng, in a cold sweat, anxiously knocked on the headmaster's office to inquire about the situation. After all, Zhou Yi was the only one he had hope to bring out.

Tianhai police station is next to Tianhai railway station. It's a two-story building with no courtyard. The entrance is the platform and railway track.

The police car stops at the door, and Zhou Yi is led into an independent interrogation room by two policemen.

Without waiting too long, a middle-aged police officer came in with a young policeman wearing glasses.

He carelessly pulls a chair and sits in front of Zhou Yi. He pulls out a cigarette and lights it. Behind him, the police run out to find an ashtray and deliver it.

The middle-aged policeman puffed out his cigarette and said, "name?"

"Zhou Yi."

"Gender."

"Male." Zhou Yi is very honest. He didn't say anything like that.

"native place."

"Tianhai City, Penghai county."

"Give me the ID card." The middle-aged policeman said impatiently that such a trial made him feel a little boring.

"Your things have been taken away by your police officers." Zhou Yi said.

The middle-aged policeman turned to look at the male policeman, who immediately understood and ran out.

"Tell me how you killed Yang Zeyu." The middle-aged policeman said with a puff of smoke.

"Sorry, officer, I don't know Yang Zeyu, let alone kill him." Zhou Yi said lightly,

PA!

The middle-aged police officer slapped Zhou Yi on the table in front of him. The ashtray on it really bounced up and still hummed after falling.

"At this time, do you still have to quibble? Just at 10 o'clock this morning, you punched and kicked Yang Zeyu in the pedestrian street due to an unknown dispute, resulting in Yang Zeyu's liver rupture and massive bleeding. He died in hospital. You said you didn't know him! "

Zhou Yi frowned. Unexpectedly, Yang Zeyu in the middle-aged warning was Yang Dingtian, the middle-aged youth he beat in the morning. But he remembers clearly that he controlled his strength and avoided Yang Zeyu's crucial position. He couldn't do that even if he was seriously injured, let alone died.

It seems that this middle-aged boy was used by someone who wanted to do something wrong. Zhou Yi's heart is slightly cold. He didn't expect that the backstage man should be so cruel. In order to frame him, he killed a person at will.

"Do you remember?" the middle-aged police officer said slowly, his eyes pressing Zhou Yi."I remember."

"Did you kill it?"

"I did it, but I didn't kill it." Zhou Yi said coldly that it is difficult for him to judge the identity of this middle-aged policeman, whether he is on the side of the backstage or just a normal policeman.

"Fart!" The middle-aged policeman suddenly stood up, pointed to Zhou Yi's nose and scolded: "how did Tang Lai teach a student like you? He was just a high school student. His hand was so fierce. I went to see Yang Zeyu's body. He didn't have a whole place on him. I really don't know how you did it."

"It's true that you beat people to death, whether you admit it or not. Now, you can explain the course of the matter and strive for leniency. "

Zhou Yi pulled out a tiny smile from the corner of his mouth. He had already determined that this middle-aged policeman was not a good one either, because he had directly tied Yang Zeyu's death on his head.

"I don't admit it. What about the evidence?" Zhou Yi leaned back in his chair, disdaining to speak.

"Zhou Yi, I need to remind you that you have committed a very bad crime." He didn't expect a high school student to behave like this in the interrogation room. Isn't he afraid at all?

"Yes, officer, so I will actively cooperate with you, saying everything I know." Zhou Yi nodded seriously, as if frightened by the middle-aged police officer's words.

"That's good. Tell me what happened again." Said the middle-aged policeman. "This time you have to take notes. It's not easy to change it. Zhou Yi, what punishment you will be sentenced in the future depends on whether your attitude is honest enough. You can think about it well."

"All right, officer." Zhou Yi nodded his head seriously, and then elaborated on the process of the incident, including the part when he was beaten by Wang Yue.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished, the middle-aged police officer slapped Zhou Yi on the table.

"Zhou Yi! You killed people. Why don't you admit it? Come on, you tell me now. Did you beat someone to death? " The middle-aged police officer looked at his watch and said impatiently. His eyes were very impatient.

"No Zhou Yi uttered these two words coldly.

"Good, good!" The middle-aged police officer said three good things on his face, and his ferocious face flashed by.

"Xiao Cai, you go out first." The middle-aged officer looked back at the policeman wearing glasses and said that the policeman knew what the middle-aged policeman meant. He knew that at this time, what he should do was to go out and turn off the monitoring, and then quietly listen to the heartbreaking howling in the interrogation room.

"Don't blame me for being cruel, since you have to pay a penalty for not drinking." Seeing that the red light of the monitor turned dark, the middle-aged police officer snapped, and then pulled out a sponge cushion from under the table.

Seeing the cushion, Zhou Yi understood that the policeman was going to lynch him. Before, he only heard that the police would use some means during interrogation, but he didn't expect that he was lucky to experience it when he entered the police station for the first time.

"Are you not afraid of legal punishment?" Zhou Yi asked like a good student.

"Hum, the law. Here, Laozi is the law." The middle-aged police officer is a little unscrupulous, perhaps because the monitoring is off.

"Are you sure that surveillance is off?" As if he had thought of something, Zhou Yi asked curiously.