Zhao Yongqi in the ward looked at the ceiling boredly, counting the black cracks on it. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info don't say what TV is.,There's not even a mobile phone.,The only thing you can do.,Except sleeping, it's in a daze.。

Originally, he thought that at the very least, there should be a large number of police uncles who came in and asked him stupid questions such as "name" and "gender". However, tell him about policies such as "leniency in confession and strictness in resistance".

In fact, the invincible little Brother Qi has already made a decision, that is, he doesn't need you to ask, and he will definitely tell every detail honestly.

Although he had also heard demagogic remarks such as "resist strictness and go home for the New Year", he was not stupid enough to really believe it. At the very least, he didn't think that a nightclub that big didn't even have a surveillance.

However, no matter what kind of preparations Zhao Yongqi made, he waited left and right, waited for a long time, and was stunned not to see a policeman Shu Huang come in for interrogation.

Zhao Yongqi, who thought that the police had not slept for more than 30 hours like him, and had to take a bath, eat and sleep first, came when he counted the black lines on the roof almost a hundred times, and the door of the ward opened.

"Uh?!" When he saw someone coming, Zhao Yongqi's eyes widened instantly, and he subconsciously sat up straight from the bed, "Sister Fang, why are ......you?

Zhao Yongqi's words were only halfway through when he was cut off by Wang Fang's hot glare. It was only at this moment that he discovered that in addition to Wang Fang, she was followed by two capable men in military uniforms. And the reason why he was so surprised was because Wang Fang was wearing a well-fitting female military uniform today. Although he has no concept of military rank, he can see the two shining stars on the collar badge, and he knows that it is not small.

"Hello, Mr. Zhao Yongqi. Wang Fang walked to Zhao Yongqi's bedside and saluted him, while the two soldiers who followed him stood at the window and the other by the door, each holding a black box the size of a mobile phone.

"Uh, hello, hello. Zhao Yongqi, who was a little confused and couldn't figure out what Wang Fang was doing, said in a curtled voice.

"My name is Wang Fang, and I belong to the Special Countermeasures Department of the National Security Administration of China. At present, in the case of the Lanzhou Emperor Nightclub, because the victim of the case, Lei Hong, and his subordinates were members of a domestic terrorist organization that our ministry had been investigating for several years, the case has now been transferred to our ministry and removed from the scope of civil criminal cases. Wang Fang opened the folder he was carrying and handed a few pieces of paper to Zhao Yongqi.

took a few pieces of paper and looked at the photo above, although the distance seemed to be very far, but the side face taken at several different angles on the photo was not the conspicuous big bald head, at first glance it was Lei Hong himself.

"This is ......" looked at a few pieces of paper, which were all photos taken at different times and in different places from a distance.

Wang Fang seemed to know Zhao Yongqi's doubts, pointed to the photo and said: "These things are the movements of Lei Hong detected by our department before and after the terrorist attack in March this year. Although there is no complete evidence, we have almost established that Rahon is the main member of the terrorist financing and weapons in the country. At the same time, the Type 92 pistol he used, which had undergone ballistic tests, was also owned by the victim scout. At present, our ministry has transferred him to a special department, and through the confession, we have basically grasped the channels and sources of funds used by him. ”

"Oooh oh. Zhao Yongqi nodded as if he didn't understand, then his eyes lit up, and he said with some excitement: "So, my mistake is for the national merit?

"Yes and no. Wang Fang nodded, shook his head again, and seemed to appreciate Zhao Yongqi's confused appearance, "Although the injury case of Lei Hong can be handled in the way of a special case. But his subordinates, who are largely uninvolved or ignorant of terrorist attacks, are still theoretically ordinary citizens. Therefore, it can be said that the vast majority of the victims involved in your case can still pursue civil and criminal liability against you. ”

Hearing this, Zhao Yongqi, who had a bitter face, threw away the pieces of paper and said helplessly: "Sister Fang, you have nothing to do with this co-authorship to entertain me, right? In what nightclub, I have at least disabled a dozen people, and it is estimated that there are thirty or forty people who can get out of bed." One less thunder hong, more one thunder hong, it's just more lice and don't bite!"

"Little bastard, you know it too!" Sister Wang finally broke out and smashed the folder in her hand on Zhao Yongqi's head.

Zhao Yongqi can guarantee that when Wang Fang was furious, the two guys who seemed to be door gods turned their faces away and forced a smile, definitely holding back a smile!

"Let the old lady find you some information, the old lady still thinks you are going to do something. As a result, you almost blew up the entire nightclub. Don't you know how to go to the police? Do you think you are an ancient hero, killing a few ruffians and hooligans, and thinking that you are doing the right thing for heaven? Do you know how many people are worried about you? Your head is full of tofu scum?" Wang Fang's fingers poked Zhao Yongqi's nose, as if he was about to poke the towering bridge of his nose into a plain.

"Sister Fang, that ......"

"That fart!" Wang Fang didn't give Zhao Yongqi a chance to speak at all, stared at her beautiful eyes vigorously, and said viciously: "Do you know how many brain cells the old lady died in order to find a way for you to live? This is Huaxia, not Afghanistan! Do you have any brains?"

"Sister Fang......" Zhao Yongqi looked at Wang Fang a little embarrassed, and a little moved, touched the bridge of his nose that was poked, and said with a wry smile: "That, wasn't it too anxious at the time." ”

"I'm really angry with my mother!" Wang Fang punched Zhao Yongqi again, and then he made a fuss, took out a piece of paper from the scattered folder, threw it on Zhao Yongqi's face, and said viciously: "Either sign this document, or go to prison for ten years, decide for yourself." ”

"I sign, I sign, at most it's a deed of sale. Zhao Yongqi, who had been obedient and began to sell tricks, took out the pen from the folder, picked up the thin piece of paper, and just wanted to put down the pen, but after taking a closer look, he couldn't help but widen his eyes, "Sister Fang, this is really a deed of sale!"

"What do you think?" Wang Fang looked at Zhao Yongqi with a stunned face, "Do you think that the country will let a guy like you with super destructive power and often move freely to find trouble?"

"But this is also ......" Zhao Yongqi pointed to the piece of paper and said with a bitter face: "Comrade Zhao Yongqi is hereby recruited to join the Special Countermeasures Department of the Anti-Terrorist Attack of the State Security Administration of China." From the date of signing, Comrade Zhao Yongqi voluntarily agreed to compulsory military service for 10 years...... What's the difference between this and a 10-year prison sentence?