My sick girl will pretend

The interrogation had no results, and the next step was to force him to confess, Zhou Qing knew it well.

The place where Zhou Qing was locked up was a small room of a few square meters, and he didn't do anything on the first night.The next day Kang Long said: "If you know the truth, tell me now, otherwise I have a lot of means to let you know."

Zhou Qing smiled disdainfully.

In fact, Kang Long didn't use any particularly vicious methods, after all, it is a harmonious society now.

He didn't need to torture Zhou Qing either, he just turned on the air conditioner in Huating where the temperature was nearly 30 degrees Celsius.Heating, well, heating.

The already sweltering environment is now even more like a stove.

If Zhou Qing had known that Kang Long was the presiding judge of this case, he might have restrained himself a bit. He secretly scolded Kang Long, a son of a bitch, because he must have watched too many TV dramas.

People are particularly prone to collapse under such high temperatures, and the best part is that there are no traces of torture.

Zhou Qing sat there trying not to move, sweating non-stop, in just a few minutes he was covered in sweat, and the arm injured at the wedding was soaked in sweat and painful to the bone.

Zhou Qing's breathing became short of breath unconsciously, he was only a body of flesh and blood, so naturally he couldn't resist such an environment, and he felt that he was about to catch fire.One day without water or rice, the water was replaced with salt water, and the water was spit out after touching the lips. In such a hot place, people are constantly consuming water without replenishing it.Zhou Qing was almost unconscious at night.

The door of the room was opened, and cool air rushed in. Kang Long stood at the door and asked, "Have you thought it through now?"

"come here……"

Kang Long walked in, and Zhou Qing said beside him: "If you didn't do it, you didn't do it, officer, do you know how I usually deal with you in the past?"

Kang Long didn't expect Zhou Qing to be so tolerant: "What is it?"

Zhou Qing motioned for him to go over, and said softly in his ear: "You are so incompetent, you can only squeeze oil on the people, I put him in the sand full of ants, cut his flesh and blood... Then, use, water, torture... "

Kang Long pushed him hard, and smiled angrily: "Okay, okay! The bones are strong enough! It seems that I have really underestimated your Excellency."

Zhou Qing was pushed to the ground by him.

"Cough, cough—" I couldn't help coughing a few times from my throat. The hot air made my throat feel like it was on fire. I couldn't hold back this opening. Zhou Qing held it back at first, but couldn't help it after a while He stopped, his mouth was full of rust, and he didn't see a few mouthfuls of blood on the ground.

Kang Long sneered and looked at Zhou Qing's breathless cough: "I want to see how long you can last like this."

"Bang!"

Kang Long strode out.

"How about it?"

"You can't see it yourself?" Kang Long kicked the wall and cursed, "This kid can't last for a few days, so he really can't get something."

On the first night, the air conditioner was turned off, and the room was not so hot. When Zhou Qing was about to fall asleep in a daze, some sinister tricks were used. The two people who came in took turns spending the night with him. The light kept him from sleeping.

In fact, there was no need for him to torture, Zhou Qing was already in a semi-comatose state the next day, his clothes were drenched in cold sweat, hanging on his body alone.

It has been a day and a night since Zhou Qing came to the police station, but the interrogation has not made any progress, and Kang Long is also very impatient, because the above is constantly urging them, and at the same time the external forces are gradually exerting pressure on them, and it may not be long before they will be released. , which means they are running out of time.

When Kang Long couldn't bear to continue the interrogation, Lin Hong stopped him: "We can't go on any longer. The above only said that we should find out the result of the interrogation, and didn't let us kill him. This person may have a strong background. If something happens, the people above will not be affected, but we will be the ones who are unlucky!"

Kang Long hesitated for a while, what Lin Hong said made sense, what if they were used as cannon fodder?

He thought about it and still didn't do it.

Downton Clubhouse and Han Cheng circled around the room a few times like trapped animals, their sharp faces full of anger.

"Snapped!"

The exquisite collection of porcelain on the Bogu shelf was taken off by Han Cheng and smashed on the ground, the porcelain slag shattered all over the ground, Wei Bai felt a sharp pain in his ankle, maybe the porcelain splashed on it, but he didn’t dare to make a sound while standing there throat.

No matter how well she was in Huating, she was just a servant of the Han family in the end, and it was luck that the young master's anger had not been directed at him.

Han Cheng lowered his head and covered his face with his hands, gasping for breath. The picture of Zhou Qing before leaving has been circling in his mind. The riot at the wedding scene and the rain of swords and blood, Zhou Qing reflected Han Cheng's light-colored pupils in the chaos , like countless swords scratched on the body, cutting out scars on the heart, almost feeling a little suffocated.

"...Wei Bai."

"Yes."

"You immediately call Han Zhangguo, secretary of the municipal party committee, and tell him about it, just say... just say that I, as the next head of the Han family, ask him for some help."

Wei Bai was stunned for a moment, not daring to comment on Han Cheng's decision, "Yes."

.

Zhou Mojiang stood outside the study. Even though he was in charge of most of the Zhou family's business now, everyone knew that the actual power of the Zhou family was Zhou Chunian who was almost hidden behind the scenes.

When Zhou Mojiang came in, he saw someone talking to Zhou Chunian, so he waited at the door for a while, and when he went in, he saw Zhou Chunian's expression was a bit worried.

He doesn't know what his father's attitude towards Zhou Qing is now, is it the son he once valued or the stranger who betrayed him?

Bite the bullet and still speak, "Did Dad know that Zhou Qing was arrested by the police?"

"I know." Zhou Chunian didn't raise his head.

Zhou Mojiang's heart felt cold for a while, as if a ladle of cold water had been poured on his head.

What does it mean?

Did you stop meddling in this matter?

His father has always given him the image of an elder, gentle and a little alienated, but when it comes to making decisions, he has the killing and indifference of being a family member.

In the family, he pays attention to blood but doesn't care about family affection. Zhou Mojiang has a bit of admiration for his father, and envies his father's punishment, calmness and calmness.Even though all kinds of things later subverted this image, that awe has been engraved in his bones, so Zhou Mojiang is still a little afraid of him now.

"...What does Dad mean?"

"What I mean is that I will intervene in this matter. In the future, you should take care of Zhou Qing's affairs."

"What does this mean?! Zhou Qing——"

Zhou Chunian put the pen on the red heart solid wood table, and there was a very loud snap.

"Can't hold back! How I have taught you these years, the most important thing in trouble is to be calm."

"Yes." Zhou Mojiang felt chills in his heart, dug his fingernails into his palms, and restrained himself firmly.

After a long time, Zhou Chunian picked up his mobile phone and took out a notebook, which contained numerous phone numbers and an almost terrifying network of contacts.

Zhou Chunian directly turned to the last page and got through a number.

"Why did Mr. Zhou remember to look for me today?"

The voice on the other end of the phone carried the maturity and calmness of a middle-aged man.

"Old Li, we've known each other for so long, so we won't beat around the bush when we talk to you. You call the leader of the Huating Sub-bureau, and a young man is locked inside. The murderer of Secretary Yang's daughter's wedding assassination case is Ning You, You must ensure his safety. If you are fine, you'd better go to the Huating branch immediately, and I owe you a favor. "

Favors from the Zhou family?

The middle-aged man opposite said "yes", and he did things quickly and neatly.

The chief of the Huating Public Security Bureau was extremely busy tonight. Calls that usually would not come up for a year or so were one after another tonight, and they were never disconnected.

It's all for one thing, to be precise, it's for one person, Zhou Qing.

what happened?Isn't Zhou Qing no longer the head of the Zhou family?

After he sent a few good words, a phone rang again, and when he was about to hang up, he saw the number on it suddenly turned serious, and even his obese figure stood there straight.

"Secretary Yang."

This Secretary Yang is not that Secretary Yang. The Secretary Yang at the wedding is the Secretary of the Commission for Discipline Inspection. This Secretary Yang is the Secretary of Huating's Municipal Party Committee.

"It's Director Huang, right?"

Huang Lin said respectfully: "Yes, yes, what's the matter with Secretary Yang?"

The steady middle-aged male voice sounded, the tone was flat, but with the majesty of a superior.

"You have arrested someone. In the recent wedding assassination case, the murderer was someone else. I want you to keep him safe, immediately!"

Huang Lin's cold sweat seeped into his fat palms.

"Yes, I'm going now!"

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"Oh no!"

Kang Long scolded, "I'm in a panic, what happened?"

Kang Long felt restless for a while. As a policeman's occupational disease, what he fears most is hearing "it's not good" and "something happened".

The young police officer stammered: "Army... The army is here."

Kang Long cursed, knowing that there must be changes in the matter, he quickly went downstairs.

Downstairs, Kang Long's body swayed a bit, and dozens of soldiers surrounded here with guns and live ammunition, imposing.

"You are Director Kang?" Kang Long felt that the man who led the rank of major did not look like a soldier. He was 1.8 meters tall and had a face like a person in a TV series. He was dressed in a military uniform like a runway show. Among the group of people, he was the worst staring at him, with an especially ugly expression on his face.

"What are you doing? Surrounding the police station in broad daylight, do you still have the law in your eyes?" Kang Long said sharply. In fact, he was very guilty, but he couldn't let others see it.

In fact, he regretted it a little. The third brother took the initiative to find him and said that he would be paid 80 yuan to convict a person afterwards.When he heard it, the person who was at the scene of the assassination, isn't it easy to convict him?

I didn't expect this person to be so troublesome.

"Wang Fa, it should be said that you, a small bureau chief, are so indiscriminate and disregarding human life, do you still have Wang Fa in your eyes?" The leader said coldly, with a little grumpiness in every gesture.

He took out his ID: "I am from the Beijing Military Region, and now I order you to release me immediately!"

"you……"

What else did Kang Long want to say, the leader didn't talk nonsense to him at all, he took out a pistol and pointed it directly at his temple, and said coldly, "Let him go!"

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