Tang Qingyun's shouting was meaningless, and we were all taken to the bureau.

The destination of the police car was the Pixian County Bureau, which somewhat relieved me.

Even if you are lucky if you don't get into trouble with the city bureau, at least on the side of the Pixian branch, Wang Jianing's relationship should not be underestimated, and it is beneficial to us.

At the time of the interrogation, I quickly learned that this was a case that the city bureau had given them full authority. Although the above did not personally come out, they also attached great importance to such a case and waited for a case result that would satisfy them.

Tang Qingyun confessed to the crime of making and using home-made gunpowder without permission, and also admitted that he had killed many people. On the one hand, there are no scruples because of the terminal illness, and on the other hand, it must be that such a major event cannot be denied.

In addition to the deaths directly caused by Tang Qingyun, there were actually casualties from slashing.

It's easy for us to do it here, and we directly pushed it all to the brothers who died, including Xiao Liu, saying that all the people on Tang Qingyun's side were killed by them.

And I didn't stop doing anything, and took this opportunity to shake out the story of their large-scale terrorist attacks, hoping that the police would review and crack down.

But the attitude of these policemen is very strange, there is a sense of noncommittal, only saying that they understand the situation and let me go down first.

I guessed that they didn't want to dig deeper!

The city bureau wanted to close the case as soon as possible, and the county bureau did not dare to delay. As for further investigation, they must know that it will be a very troublesome problem to be involved in Wolong Pavilion. One is that it is difficult to deal with, and I don't know how many police officers and people will sacrifice when fighting, and the other is that they don't dare to give feedback to the city bureau like this!

In the localities under their jurisdiction, such a large black social gang has emerged, and do these policemen still want to eat public meals? In particular, the high-level leaders are afraid that they will not report it.

This is still a trivial matter, and what I am most afraid of is probably Duan Feihu's simple and crude revenge methods: Lao Tzu doesn't care how good you are, just ask you how many lives you have?

The black society is sometimes like kraft candy or tarsal maggots, which can't be shaken off even if they are sticky.

"What they really want to solve is the case of improvised explosives that killed a group of people. "I was instantly enlightened and figured out the twists and turns.

This is an important case that cannot be solved, and everything else is secondary!

Tang Qingyun confessed that he was behind the blame, of course, no matter how good it was.

Even if the person who was slashed to death on the spot, it was obviously intended to be defined as the death of both sides.

Anyway, the outcome of the case is determined by them, and they can say whatever they want under the premise of being able to cope with their superiors.

After returning to the entertainment city from the police station, my heart was still sad.

The people who were originally watching the scene here shrank by half, losing more than 20 lives in one breath, and their hearts were empty.

I even had a feeling of unreality, maybe I just didn't want to accept it.

At this time, the casino has already dealt with it. The floors had been mopped clean with water, the dark walls had been redecorated, and the horrific corpses were nowhere to be seen, except for the two battered wooden doors, reminiscent of what had happened.

Wang Jianing was dressed in red like blood, and his cold expression was filled with endless suppressed anger.

"I've called the county bureau," she told us, "and Tang Qingyun will be placed in a special cell—full of Qilintang criminals. ”

Obviously, such a thing completely angered Wang Jianing. She wanted to toss Tang Qingyun so that he might not be able to die, and even let him die in the cell ahead of schedule, without waiting for the day of shooting.

But I just smiled bitterly, and I didn't have the pleasure of getting revenge, after all, Tang Qingyun was originally a dying person.

The development of things can always be unexpected.

Early the next morning, I learned from Wang Jianing that Tang Qingyun had died violently in the cell.

I thought that the people of Qilin Hall would kill Tang Qingyun sooner or later, but I didn't expect it to come so quickly.

Tang Qingyun died a miserable death, the chrysanthemum was torn, and the blood stained his trouser legs red. All the teeth were shattered, there was still liquid in the mouth that seemed to be milk, most of the hair was pulled out, and the whole body was injured.

It is said that for half a night, the heart-rending screams in the cell did not stop, and the devil knows what he had experienced.

But Tang Qingyun didn't die at the hands of those people in Qilin Hall in the end, because this group of people made up their minds to torture them for some time, and they wouldn't give him a chance to die happily.

"See for yourself. "Wang Jianing sent me a video, which looks like surveillance in a prison cell.

Now the prison is full of night vision surveillance, even if the night is dark, the picture is extremely clear.

Everyone seems to be sleeping, but a trembling figure struggles and struggles to get out of bed.

Looking at the face with a blue nose and a swollen and severely distorted face, and no teeth, I could hardly identify it as Tang Qingyun.

Tang Qingyun looked around, and after making sure that no one was awake, he limped to the public toilet in this cell.

Soon, I saw Tang Qingyun coming out of the public toilet again.

It's just that he has an extra toothbrush in his hand.

Tang Qingyun was dressed in rough clothes, sitting on the ground with one buttock, as if the wound had been touched, and the tears were so painful that he left, and he let out a muffled snort of pain that he tried his best to suppress.

He just sat there, weeping, grinding the floor with the handle of his toothbrush.

From Tang Qingyun's swollen face like a pig's head, I actually saw a strong killing intent and a strong urge for revenge.

I was very depressed to see such a long process, and subconsciously dragged the video progress bar.

Finally, I saw Tang Qingyun stop doing this.

The mediocre toothbrush, one end has been sharpened, and it can barely be called a murder weapon.

"He just killed himself?" the thought crossed my mind.

In the video, Tang Qingyun trembled and clenched his toothbrush tightly and aimed his carotid artery with a sharp end.

He cried so much that his snot was pouring out, and it looked funny and pathetic.

But Tang Qingyun did not commit suicide as I expected.

As if thinking of something, he jerked himself up and struggled to his position by the window.

Aiming at the neck of the man on the bed by the window, Tang Qingyun stabbed it with a sharp toothbrush!

"Ahh

A terrible scream like killing a pig resounded through the cell, and everyone was immediately alarmed.

"Grass mud horse, what's going on?"

", Tang Qingyun, you are paralyzed and looking for death!"

With an angry scolding, there was a huge movement in the beds. Many people even jumped from the bottom bunk immediately, and the floor slammed.

However, Tang Qingyun slammed into the bed, pinched the injured man's mouth, and stuffed the toothbrush into it.

"Whoever dares to step on a horse and take another step, Lao Tzu will stab him to death!"