"Then, let's try Fei Peng again. Bai Song looked at the time, it was just ten o'clock: "Master Zhao, you can accompany me again." ”

Zhao Dexiang finished smoking, ignored Bai Song's stubble, took out a cigarette, put it on his nose and smelled it, and then put it back in the cigarette case.

Well?

Bai Song looked at what Master Zhao meant, as if he understood something.

After being silent for a while, Zhao Dexiang asked, "How do you feel that there is something wrong with the scarface you said?"

"Intuition?" Bai Song was a little uncertain.

"Intuition?" Zhao Dexiang smiled, "Well, that's an explanation." ”

"No, Master Zhao, in fact, at the earliest, I didn't pay much attention to it, a big man, not doing his job, just left, lost and lost. But then I came into contact with some people or things related to him, and I always felt that there was a problem. Bai Song said: "If there is a problem, just find a problem, but fortunately, now at least one theft case of Scarface has been found." ”

"Okay, better than your master. Zhao Dexiang nodded: "If your master is diligent, he will not be a policeman." By the way, it's time for you to compete next year, right? Have you signed up for the competition exam in October?"

"Ah, how old am I? Doesn't this require many years of work?" Bai Song was a little puzzled.

"That's usually the case, but next year you'll be working for two years, and you'll pass the exam early this year. Your two second-class merits, there is nothing wrong with competing in advance. Zhao Dexiang said: "Don't learn from your master." ”

"Actually..."Bai Song didn't know what to say, "I think my master is doing well." ”

"Hmm..."Zhao Dexiang thought for a while: "Yes, he is good for a lifetime, but everyone's wants are different." ”

Bai Song seemed to understand a little, but he didn't open his mouth to continue asking.

Fei Ming is very troublesome, Bai Song doesn't know what Fei Ming is hiding in his heart, and he is completely unwilling to communicate with the police. Bai Song didn't know why, he found a sense of resentment from Fei Ming, how to describe it? Bai Song didn't find any suitable adjectives, in short, it was a bit like being bullied or framed, but he couldn't say that kind of feeling.

After resting for about half an hour, Zhao Dexiang lit a cigarette and took a few puffs, "Let's go, go again, and talk to Fei Peng." ”

"Are you coming?" asked Bai Song.

"Okay, I'll do it. You type. Zhao Dexiang said: "I am not used to using this thing. However, it's hard to say, and if you can't ask anything, you don't have to type. ”

Entering the place of inquiry again, Zhao Dexiang sat opposite Fei Peng, and Bai Song turned on the computer.

Zhao Dexiang took two puffs of cigarette, breathed a sigh of relief, and then directly extinguished a third of the cigarette butts.

Fei Peng's gaze moved along Zhao Dexiang's cigarette butt for a few seconds before slowly retracting his gaze.

Zhao Dexiang took out a cigarette, lit it, handed it to Bai Song, and signaled.

Bai Song knew that this place was not allowed to smoke for detainees, but this was not illegal, so he took Zhao Dexiang's cigarette and handed it to Fei Peng from the iron railing.

"It's not a good smoke, just make do with it. “

"Thank you, thank you Uncle (pronounced 'breaking')", Fei Peng took it carefully, because he was handcuffed and his hands were locked on the table, Fei Peng lowered his head vigorously, and finally took a puff of cigarette, and after this puff, nearly a quarter of the cigarette was gone.

Call...

Fei Peng took a long puff of cigarette before he spit it out, and then took a few more puffs.

After smoking, Fei Peng remembered that there were still two policemen here, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, "What's the matter, uncle?"

"It's okay, just came out of Fermin's. Zhao Dexiang looked kind: "Do you have anything else to say about this?"

"Huh, what's the matter?" Fei Peng was a little stunned.

"That's what I just asked you. Zhao Dexiang glanced at his watch: "It's nothing, if you say, I'll write it down for you, if you don't say it, it's time for dinner." ”

Bai Song was a little dazed, what is this?

No, this is the prisoner's theory. Bai Song asked back.

In fact, this is a conspiracy.

There are many, many techniques for questioning and interrogation, and many things involving secrecy cannot be carried out in a book, but the prisoner theory can be said to be one of the most classic methods.

As long as more than two suspects are arrested, how can the suspect ensure that his teammates will not sell him?

Seriously, no matter what, there are no guarantees.

Because no matter what, you can't change people's selfish nature, let alone some criminal suspects, even if they are good before they are caught, it is useless.

"Officer, I don't have anything to say. Fei Peng was still savoring the smell of cigarettes, and his voice was a little soft.

"Good. Zhao Dexiang glanced at Bai Song: "You write it down for him, he doesn't know anything." ”

Bai Song nodded, and the record was directly printed out and handed to Fei Peng: "Look, no problem, just sign it, don't forget to press your fingerprint." ”

After reading the transcript just now, Fei Peng signed it very happily, but Fei Peng hesitated about this.

In addition to the above information, the transcript is only two lines.

After reading in a minute, Fei Peng's hand that had just picked up the cigarette was a little clenched.

Fei Peng glanced at Zhao Dexiang again, Zhao Dexiang's kind face gave Fei Peng a lot of pressure, "Uncle, don't hurt me." Fei Peng put the pen down.

"What's in it for me?" Zhao Dexiang looked at his watch again, "Don't think about it so much, it's time to eat after signing." ”

"Hey, uncle, don't worry, let's talk a few more words, talk a few more words", Fei Peng was a little flattering: "Tell me first, how is Scarface now? I haven't been out for so many days, and I don't know what happened to him, can you tell me?"

"Heh..."Zhao Dexiang almost laughed: "Are you making fun of me? You are not involved, but you are not unaware, and you are sloppy with me?"

"After the transcript is signed, we will withdraw. Bai Song put away all the computers.

The weather was hot, and Fei Peng's sweat came down, but his hands were tied and he couldn't wipe it.

What happened to Scarface, Bai Song still doesn't know. But Fei Peng and Fei Ming must have known, Bai Song felt it at first sight when he saw the two, and the two of them knew at least part of it.

And Scarface's matter, since Scarface is so selfish, he will definitely not share his way with Fei Peng and others...

"Don't worry, uncle, hey, can you bring me another cigarette?" Fei Peng smiled flatteringly.

Zhao Dexiang glanced at Fei Peng, his eyes froze, "Boy, you're still tender, tell me after taking the cigarette that you don't know anything, right?"

Then Zhao Dexiang glanced at Bai Song: "Take his transcript and note that he refuses to sign, let's go." Just a cover-up, there's nothing to say. ”

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