A Joyful Boy: From Meeting the Drunk Song Qian

Zhuang Yan couldn't run away, so he was called back to sit down.

"Yes, I am Zhuang Yan. I wonder what brings you officers here to see me?"

"I promise you, you can ask me anything about this company, and I will tell you everything I know."

This is a solemn statement.

Even if you completely separate him from the company.

It also means that I will only answer if you ask me, and I will not answer proactively.

But the police officer opposite him didn't seem interested in the company's affairs; instead, he looked at him with even more curiosity.

"I wonder if you'll get used to me calling you Li Wei now."

solemn:!!!!!!

Zhuang Yan was startled by these words.

what's the situation!

Why would the police officer on the other end ask that question?!

Wasn't his identity already well hidden?!

Zhuang Yan forced a smile and said, "Officer, my name is Zhuang Yan. Didn't you just say that?"

“The name doesn’t matter. We’ve already read the confession you gave us, and the details of the crime and the motive are very clear.”

Solemn: !!! !!! !!! !!! (Terrified)

"What confession! I never wrote a confession!! Officer, you can't frame someone!!!" Zhuang Yan was so frightened by his words that he quickly stood up.

They didn't even care about the chairs.

He took several steps back.

It didn't stop until it crashed into the bookshelf behind it.

But his eyes were filled with terror as he stared intently at the person who had spoken.

His performance was unexpected by everyone.

The squad leader frowned slightly.

"You forgot the confession you wrote yourself? You also said that you left all the criminal information you knew in your office for us to come and get, and that you wrote it yourself."

The squad leader had someone place the confession on the table.

Please ask him to watch.

Zhuang Yan covered his chest with one hand, forcing himself to calm down.

My legs felt like they were filled with lead.

Moving forward with difficulty.

What should have been a short distance took a full three minutes to walk.

When he saw the handwriting, he was completely stunned.

The words above terrified him so much that he broke out in a cold sweat.

My clothes were completely soaked.

He stared in horror at what was written on it, all of which were the bad things he had done!

Not only that.

There are also many bookmakers he is responsible for contacting.

This is just a confession.

If we really hand over those criminal records.

Then he's finished!

It's completely finished, both physically and socially!

"This couldn't possibly be something I wrote! Impossible!! I couldn't possibly write something like this!!!"

"Who on earth is messing with me?!"

Upon seeing the confession, Zhuang Yan nearly collapsed.

He knew very well that he had never written anything like that.

But all the words on the paper were exactly the same as his notes.

Even he himself couldn't tell whether someone was imitating him.

The squad leader saw his crazy appearance.

Some doubts.

But he didn't give Zhuang Yan much time to think.

I'm afraid this guy might change his mind.

Surrendering oneself, like anything else, requires initial effort, but the momentum wanes and eventually exhausts.

If this drags on for too long, it could very well cause him to lose the courage to turn himself in.

"Regardless of whether you wrote it or not, we are here to take away the evidence mentioned in the letter. The letter says you put the evidence in a safe. Please open it."

"Whether it's true or not, we'll know at a glance."

Solemnly behind.

Two policemen carried a safe, about 50 centimeters tall, onto the table.

It is entirely silver-gray.

It looks very heavy, but it gives you a strong sense of security.

At this point, how could Zhuang Yan possibly cooperate with them?

It kept struggling in place.

"You can't do this! I'm not a criminal, what right do you have to search my safe?!"

Zhuang Yan roared angrily from the spot.

Veins bulged on his neck.

Angry eyes widened.

His face was flushed red.

Like a trapped beast, it struggled and roared.

Click!

Squeak!

Just as the police were pondering what to do...

The lock on the safe suddenly jolted.

With a crisp sound.

The safe was opened right before everyone's eyes.

Everyone was shocked.

What's happening here?

Seeing a ghost in broad daylight?

Before they could even be surprised, the squad leader had already found the evidence mentioned in the letter in the safe.

Take them out of the safe.

I glanced at it twice.

Everything matches the description in the letter.

"No!! Impossible!!!"

"I've never kept anything in my safe! How could these documents be here!"

"Someone is trying to frame me!!!"

Zhuang Yan shouted with all his might, "Someone is trying to harm me!!!"

The squad leader curled his lip.

"Whether you're faking madness or playing dumb, we've got the evidence now. You have two choices: come back with us and confess honestly."

“We’ll give you lenient treatment, or we’ll give you the option to resist. We’ll pretend we didn’t see your confession, and you’ll be sentenced however you’re supposed to be sentenced.”

Upon hearing the squad leader's words, the light in Zhuang Yan's eyes faded.

Even now, he still doesn't know who he offended.

How did these things end up in the office?

What's the story behind that confession?