Yang Zhen became alert, and the female police officer's sneer shocked him: it seems that the matter is more serious than imagined.

"This is the footprint we extracted at the scene!" The policewoman took a picture on the desktop in front of him, and then took out another pair of liberation shoes, and Yang Zhen recognized that it was her own.

"This is what we found in your shoe closet, exactly the same as the shoe prints taken from the site......!

The policewoman said and took out another photo: "This is the fingerprint found by the forensic doctor on the neck of the deceased, which is consistent with the fingerprint of your left thumb that we just extract......ed!

She finally threw out a bag of evidence, which contained only a broken piece of paper, like scientific paper, which had been torn off in many places, only the "name" column was intact, and the first two clear letters were clearly written in small block letters - Yang Zhen.

"If you want to argue that the church is a public place, it is not uncommon to find your footprints, then how do you explain the last two things?!" The policewoman's voice was sharp, and there seemed to be a flash of fire in her eyes, "Wu Sheng died of strangulation, how could your fingerprints appear in his fatal wound? And why did he tear off the scientific paper with your name on it before he died?! In addition, we also found the rest of the homework paper, and it was completely spliced with this one! Do you still want to ask a handwriting expert to identify the handwriting? Huh?!"

She raised her voice, her pretty face turned red, and she almost slapped Yang Zhen in the face, so that the male detective who was on trial with her had to cough and remind in a low voice:

"Chen Enya, pay attention to your attitude. ”

The beautiful police officer called "Chen Enya" sat back in his position with a gloomy face.

Yang Zhen didn't know where her anger came from, and the ironclad evidence in front of her made people wonder if he was a murderer, but he obviously didn't do anything, so what happened to all this evidence?

"We've asked your classmates, and many of them have confirmed that you had a heated argument with the deceased, right?" Chen Enya's tone calmed down a little.

Yang Zhen could only nod, he remembered the scene of angry scolding Wu Sheng in class.

I don't know if his default attitude is too unlike a criminal, Chen Enya suddenly became excited again:

"What kind of big-tailed wolf are you pretending? Do you think you're very good? What if you find a mistake with the teacher? What do you have to worry about? Do you know how hard the teacher works every day to prepare for your lessons? Why, can't the teacher make mistakes? Is it heinous to make mistakes?"

Yang Zhen wanted to say that Wu Sheng was indeed very bad, but it was not because of this, but that he secretly spied on the girls' changing clothes and stole other people's underwear, but before he could open his mouth, the beautiful policewoman over there began to fall one after another, and her words were sharp, like Han Feng swinging down:

"What's more, you're still killing people for it! Even if he's really guilty, there will be legal punishment, and it's your turn? Don't you know the law of the land? Think you're a city hunter? What do you call it? Judgment or Templar verdict?"

"Huh?" Yang Zhen was a little surprised, "Sister, it turns out that you are also a fan of "Dating Wars"?"

Chen Enya blushed:

"You speak well to me!"

“...... Oh. ”

"In short," Chen Enya turned her head away, and tried to calm down for a while before looking at Yang Zhen again, "Honestly, why did you kill people." ”

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"Wow~"

The door to the detention center was pulled open and then closed.

Yang Zhen looked his cell up and down, the light here was not good, but it was neatly cleaned, it was empty, there was a shelf bed in one corner, and the bedding was stacked on it.

Yang Zhen sighed leisurely: It seems that he has to stay here for a while.

Today in the interrogation room, he did not defend himself much, and only had three words from beginning to end:

"I don't know. ”

As for the rest, I won't say much, I am so angry that I am like Jiang Xueqin in the Sino-US Cooperation Institute. Yang Zhen knew that it was pointless to defend in front of strong evidence, he had already seen that this was a false accusation, and being able to make the evidence so perfect could only show one thing - the other party was a cultivator.

The revenge that the Zhang family had been waiting for a long time had finally arrived.

In a way, this reassures him - the waiting for the unknown is the most painful, because you don't know what you're up against, but since the other party has already made a move, then even if the situation is bad, at least you can think, hesitate, and break it, it's better than not being able to do anything, isn't it?

So he didn't try to escape from prison, although to him these steel gates were like child's play, but escaping from prison was to abscond in fear of crime. And Yang Zhen believes that since the other party has made a move, then revenge must not only be as simple as sending himself to prison, there must be a backhand.

He wanted to see what the back hand was.

"Hey~Brother, you're here too~!" Someone suddenly called out to him in the corner.

Yang Zhen looked back, revealing an airplane head in the darkness.

"Brother, I think your word 'also' is a bit clever. Yang Zhen said obliquely.

This person really doesn't know how to speak, and he makes himself look like a regular visitor to the police station, which is simply ruined and misunderstood.

The head of the plane smiled "hehe", and ignored Yang Zhen's complaints, but pulled Yang Zhen to squat down.

"The surname is Chen," he stretched out his hand, "the people in the rivers and lakes call me the one who chopped Chen." ”

"Whose head did you cut off?" Yang Zhen asked.

"Why!" said the head of the plane, "I don't like to eat chopped pepper fish head, so I went to the market that day and went home with two of them, and the result was ...... And it came in. ”

Yang Zhen rubbed his face fiercely and turned his back to ignore him.

As a result, this move was misunderstood by the head of the plane, thinking that he was sad about being imprisoned, and came to slap him shyly.

"Don't worry, brother!" he said, "What are you afraid of in prison? Big brother, I've been in and out of this prison no less than ten times, I'm familiar here, and I'll cover you in the future!"

Yang Zhen glared at him, not understanding where his arrogance came from.

"Huh~ What are you polite?" said the head of the plane, "As the saying goes, rely on your parents at home and your friends when you go out, this is a prison~ You have to rely on your fellow inmates, it's rare that we can meet in the same prison cell, you say~ What is this called fate?"

Yang Zhen smiled reluctantly, he didn't know what the other party's familiar feeling meant, and he didn't want to deal with him, but he was enthusiastic, and it was not easy to show his face.

Overhead, the fluorescent lamp suddenly flashed, and an inexplicable wind blew in from the aisle, freezing cold.

Yang Zhen's eyes froze and he slowly stood up.

Here it comes?

"Huh, why are you standing up?!" the head of the plane hurriedly pulled him to sit down, "Don't look outside, listen to me - as the saying goes, there are rules, don't look at this prison, it seems that we are being managed, but you are wrong, that is just on the surface, the prison has prison rules, do you know what they are?"

"I don't know. Yang Zhen replied nonchalantly, his eyes always fixed on the aisle.

There was nothing there, just two prison guards chatting with each other, and the situation seemed unusual.

"Is it just a bad circuit contact?" Yang Zhen thought to himself.

"I'll tell you," the head of the plane next to him was still chattering, "In prison, if you want to mix well, you have to worship the big brother!

"You. Yang Zhen replied casually, while carefully watching his surroundings, he didn't believe that the vision just now was just a circuit problem.

"Right!"

The head of the plane snapped its fingers and looked at the world: "In the one-third of an acre of land in Xingong City Prison, whether it is a hooligan or a street bitch, which one will not sell me how many thin noodles I have chopped my head?"

Yang Zhen didn't speak, his eyes kept chasing the two prison guards at the door, those two people were leaning their heads together, and they seemed to be biting their ears at first glance, but now he found that something was wrong—how could anyone chat for so long without moving?

"Why, you still don't believe me?"

Seeing Yang Zhen's appearance of wandering in the world, the head of the plane suddenly became a little anxious: "I don't believe you go to every prison cell and ask!"

He got up and pointed to the person in the opposite cell: "Let's just talk about Lao Lin, the first thief on the grass paved street, he never needs to pick a lock a second time, right? Lao Lin, who is the boss here?"

"Brother Chen. ”

"Did you hear that?"

The head of the plane stretched out his hand at Yang Zhen, and walked to the cell on the other side in three steps and two steps:

"Besides, Lynn, known as Scud, has not been chased by any chengguan who sells pirated CDs, if he hadn't been betrayed by his concubine that day, he wouldn't be here now!

The latter sentence was yelled at the cell next door.

"It's you, Brother Chen. ”

"Hear that!" the head of the plane looked at Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen replied lightly, and now he could see that the two prison guards had an accident, and they were supporting each other's bodies with their heads.

In the hallway, the fluorescent bulbs sizzled and began to flicker like ghost fires.

"So you will follow me in the future!Don't worry, no one dares to bully you!" The head of the plane patted Yang Zhen on the shoulder, "Understood?"

“...... I see. ”

"Okay, now talk to my eldest brother~ How did you get in?"

"They say I kill people. ”

The force pressing on his shoulder suddenly disappeared, and Yang Zhen was stunned for a moment, and found that there was an extra statue beside him.

"You, you, you ......" the head of the plane couldn't stop talking backwards.

Nima~ It turns out that this is the ruthless corner!