"Aren't you scared after doing so many bad things?" Tang Zhen's face was calm, and he secretly activated the [Nightmare] ability.

"Me?" Zhao Liang laughed disdainfully, but before he could say the next word, the fear in his heart swallowed him.

When he looked at Tang Zhen again, a woman's face replaced Tang Zhen's face, which was his lingering nightmare.

"You...... You!" Zhao Liang subconsciously got up and retreated, leaning against the wall until he reached the wall, pointing at Tang Zhen with his finger.

Tang Zhen didn't move, but saw that the time was ripe, and began to give Zhao Liang a psychological hint, "You are very scared, you can only escape with death." ”

"Dead ...... Dead ......" Zhao Liang muttered, and his trembling hand began to touch the gun on his waist.

Pulling out the gun, his hand still trembled uncontrollably, and the muzzle of the gun kept rising.

Monitoring room.

The police sitting in the monitoring room discovered the abnormality of the interrogation room, although Zhao Liang ordered them not to disturb him in advance, but at this time he took out his gun, if something happened, the entire police station had to write a report.

A policeman shouted, "Quick, go and have a look." ”

Interrogation room.

Tang Zhen continued to put pressure on Zhao Liang, he talked about things related to resentment, and secretly kept urging Zhao Liang to commit suicide.

He didn't know what Zhao Liang's nightmare was, but through Zhao Liang's yin virtue, he could analyze that it must be related to dead people.

Since he is a dead man, he will definitely have resentment, and it is definitely not wrong to start from this point.

"I ...... I...... Death ......" Zhao Liang finally aimed the muzzle of the gun at his temple, his heart struggled, but every time he saw Tang Zhen's "face", he was stunned in his heart, and at the same time, there was a voice in his heart telling him that he didn't have to be afraid anymore if he died, but subconsciously he didn't want to die.

"Shoot!" Tang Zhen tried very hard to hint.

He can't say it himself, and once he says it, he's exposed.

The footsteps outside the door were getting closer and closer, and Zhao Liang was constantly fighting with his heart, and he wanted to pull the trigger several times, but he flinched.

He didn't want to die.

"Open the door. ”

The police who arrived shouted at the policeman guarding the door.

The police guarding the door didn't know what was going on inside, only that Zhao Liang told him not to let anyone in, so he said loyally: "Bureau Zhao said that no one can enter." ”

The policeman who arrived said with an anxious face: "Open the door quickly, the gun is drawn inside!"

The policeman guarding the door looked moved, and wanted to open the door for a moment, but then remembered what Zhao Liang said, "No matter who comes, you are not allowed to open the door, otherwise you won't have to do it." ”

"No, I can't. He refused.

The police who arrived saw that the police guarding the door were so brainless, and just wanted to force their way in, but the guns had already sounded inside.

Tang Zhen in the interrogation room was in a cold sweat, and Zhao Liang finally pulled the trigger under his psychological hints.

The red and white slurry splashed on the wall, and he fell down without a blink, but Tang Zhen didn't move from beginning to end.

All the footage is filmed, and the images of the police station are transmitted to the Public Security Department in real time.

The door finally opened.

The policemen who came in saw Zhao Liang lying on the ground at first sight, they stepped forward to check Zhao Liang's injuries, and after confirming his death, a policeman impulsively grabbed Tang Zhen's collar and asked, "Say! What did you do?!"

Tang Zhen looked at him indifferently and said calmly: "I didn't do anything." ”

If you want to say that he didn't do anything, no one present will believe it, but the gun is in Zhao Liang's hand, and there is a video in the interrogation room, everyone watched Zhao Liang raise the pistol by himself, but they didn't expect the ending to be like this.

They were originally worried that Zhao Liang would impulsively kill Tang Zhen, not that Zhao Liang would commit suicide.

"Captain Ma. "An auxiliary police officer appeared again at the door of the interrogation room.

Captain Ma was the policeman who grabbed Tang Zhen's collar, he squinted at the auxiliary police, and said, "Say." ”

"He was released on bail. The auxiliary police pointed to Tang Zhen.

Tang Zhen didn't know anything about this, he couldn't think of who would bail him out, anyway, the members of the Foundation and He Ma shouldn't know about their situation.

When he reached the door of the police station, he learned who had come to bail him out.

【Wang Zhiqing】

Influence: 117000

Index of Good and Evil: 1921

Fortune: 39

Yinde: 9

"Xiao Tang, right? I'm your Uncle Wang, your uncle just called me, and I came right away. Wang Zhiqing smiled, he is the director of the Provincial Public Security Department, and it is a matter of one sentence to mention someone to the police station.

"Hello. Tang Zhen is not interested in the relationship between his mother's mother's family, but the other party has helped him after all, and basic politeness must be necessary.

"Let's go and sit at my uncle's house. The two of us had a good chat. Wang Zhiqing greeted warmly.

"No, my friend is still inside. Tang Zhen didn't see Yuan Aiyu outside.

"Your friend?" Wang Zhiqing was stunned for a moment, "What's your friend's name?"

"Yuan Aiyu. ”

"You wait. Wang Zhiqing began to communicate with the police around him after knowing his name.

"Wang Hall's words, can I not believe it?" Tang Zhen heard the man say this, and then went inside to pick up someone.

While waiting outside, Wang Zhiqing began to talk to Tang Zhen about his uncle, saying that his grandparents were also old and hoped that they could reconcile.

Tang Zhen didn't answer the whole time, his attitude showed everything.

"Alas. Wang Zhiqing sighed, then frowned and said, "Why hasn't this person come out yet?"

It had been almost ten minutes since the policeman had gone inside, and it was reasonable to say that what could be done in two or three minutes would not take that long at all.

Wang Zhiqing didn't know what was going on inside, but Tang Zhen knew that the entire police station must be worried and sad about Zhao Liang's death now, and more importantly, the only "possible murderer" was in the police station, and they had to hesitate to leave Tang Zhen under Wang Zhiqing's pressure.

Two minutes passed again.

Just when Wang Zhiqing was about to go inside to take a look in person, half of the police officers in the police station poured out of it, a total of more than a dozen people, and the battle was huge.

The one who took the lead was the policeman who was with Wang Zhiqing just now, named Li Zhirong, who seems to be also a bureau chief.

"The King's Hall. Li Zhirong stepped forward with a wry smile, "You may not be able to take this little brother with you." ”

Wang Zhiqing's face dropped when he heard this, he had already come to give them face, and now he didn't let him take people away, so if it spread, would he, the director of the hall, still do it?

"What, are you afraid that I won't admit my guilt after I take him away?" Wang Zhiqing's tone was full of displeasure.

"Of course not, it's just ......" Li Zhirong didn't know how to explain, "You better go in with me and have a look." ”

Tang Zhen was left outside and guarded by more than a dozen policemen.

He doesn't care, anyway, he didn't leave any evidence, no matter how he pointed out that Lu was Ma Zhaoliang's death, it couldn't be counted on his head, not to mention that now there was Wang Zhiqing protecting him, and the other party had to weigh it if he wanted to move him.

After a while, Wang Zhiqing walked out with a pale face, followed by Yuan Aiyu, who seemed to have solved everything.

"Let's go. He didn't say a word, looking like he didn't want to stay here.

Tang Zhen silently followed behind him and glanced at Li Zhirong, who looked a little relieved.