Kyoto Public Security Bureau, Kokuroya.

He was detained for 48 hours, and Jiang Dahao was also bored for 48 hours, during which he was not arraigned, and the person in charge of bringing him three meals a day was an old policeman, who came and left without saying a word.

At this time, in the two holes in the wall, there was a faint moonlight penetrating in, and the night was already deep, Jiang Dahao sat on the cold bench, crossed Erlang's legs, squinted his eyes slightly, and swallowed a somewhat astringent throat from time to time.

Suddenly, he stood up, walked in the direction of the door, attached his ears to the rusty iron door, listened for a while, then took out his wallet, took out a lead wire as thick as a hair from the mezzanine, and inserted it into the keyhole.

"Click. Half a minute later, the iron door opened lightly, and Jiang Dahao looked out, it was dark, and there was no movement.

The small black house is not a place for prisoners, strictly speaking, it is just a temporary building built in the backyard of the police station, specially prepared for some special prisoners, and naturally there will be no cameras to closely monitor it.

Soon, the iron door was mostly open, Jiang Dahao walked out obliquely, his eyes swept quickly, there was silence around him, and he could only faintly see things by relying on the moonlight in the sky, and after a while, he was about to close the door with his backhand, but he paused slightly, and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing lightly.

"It's so stuffy in here, it's just unlocked, so I'll just come out and take a breath. Jiang Dahao said hesitantly to himself, his eyes turned to a certain direction, and he secretly cursed in his heart, this is your territory, as for spying on your buddy like this.

After his words fell, in the night, three figures strolled over, led by a strange middle-aged policeman, and when he got closer, Jiang Dahao saw the former's expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"Have you thought it through?" said the middle-aged policeman.

Jiang Dahao took a deep breath of air and smiled: "I didn't commit anything, you arrested the wrong person, by the way, I have been detained for forty-eight hours, and I should be released according to the rules." “

"You are the heavy suspect named above, and I am afraid that you will not be able to go out until you are cleared of suspicion. The middle-aged policeman's tone was flat, and he turned around and ordered: "Take him to the interrogation room." ”

The two young policemen behind him received the order and immediately complied.

……

Interrogation room.

"Jiang Dahao, I advise you to honestly explain the problem, tell you the truth, we have enough evidence about your malicious injury to others and illegal possession of drugs, and now is to give you a chance, our party's policy has always been to confess leniently and resist strictly. The middle-aged policeman looked at Jiang Dahao with blazing eyes, and said sternly.

Jiang Dahao sat on the bench and twisted his neck boringly: "But how did I hear that confession is strict, sitting in prison, resisting leniency, and going home for the New Year." ”

This kind of ironic cold joke made a gleam flash in the eyes of the middle-aged policeman: "It seems that you don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin." ”

Jiang Dahao raised his eyelids and glanced at him listlessly: "Officer, if there is evidence, you will convict me directly, if the evidence is insufficient, then release me quickly, you don't follow the rules like this, the longer you lock me up, the more trouble will be, and when I get out, I will complain to you." ”

The interrogated prisoner threatened in turn, and the middle-aged policeman was also amused: "Hehe, you have a kind, I hope you don't beg for mercy later." As he spoke, he looked at a young policeman beside him: "Xiao Li, you go out first." ”

"Okay, Team Wang. Xiao Li nodded shrewdly, glared at Jiang Dahao, and got up to leave.

This turned into a one-on-one interrogation, and not long after, the middle-aged policeman's mobile phone rang, and after listening to it for more than ten seconds, he said simply: "Well, you are watching in the monitoring room." ”

After hanging up the phone, he turned his gaze and looked meaningfully at the camera on the wall, then left his seat and walked in front of Jiang Dahao, took out two cigarettes, and handed one to Jiang Dahao.

"The Fan family has a wide network in the public security system, and this time it was ordered by the ministry, and you may have to stay in it for a while longer. The middle-aged policeman smoked a cigarette and said leisurely: "It's not peaceful outside in the past two days, the Xu family, the Tang family, and the Fan family have united to put pressure on Honghui, and at present, it seems that the Murong family has no intention of compromising, and there is no action on the Wanyu network, so much I know." ”

Jiang Dahao glanced at him in surprise, smoked his cigarette silently, and said softly: "Entrusted by someone?"

The middle-aged policeman patted him on the shoulder and smiled faintly: "Don't ask about this, I will find a way to bring you any new news as soon as possible." ”

"Oh. The other party obviously didn't want to reveal more, Jiang Dahao didn't ask much, finished a cigarette, and looked at the pack of cigarettes in the hands of the middle-aged policeman with some greed.

The middle-aged policeman noticed his eyes, took out a pack of matches from his pocket, and stuffed a pack of cigarettes into the latter's hand.

At the end of the interrogation, the middle-aged policeman made a phone call and called the two young policemen from before to come in, and returned to the small black house with Jiang Dahao.

……

Early in the morning, Murong Manor, the main building restaurant.

Murong Yuncheng received a call from his father early in the morning, and walked in with a slightly gloomy face. "Father early. Murong Zi sat quietly at the dining table, slowly chewing a slice of bread, raising his eyes to look at his father, revealing a light smile.

"Early. Murong Yuncheng took a seat, did not pick up the morning newspaper as usual and browsed, but looked at his daughter with a somewhat complicated gaze, was silent for a few seconds, and said: "Zi'er, don't go to Honghui in the past two days, the Tang family, the Xu family, the Fan family, your second uncle will deal with it." ”

Murong Ziyu's hand trembled, swallowed his throat silently, and his pretty face flushed with a cold color: "Father, is this what grandpa meant?"

Murong Yuncheng nodded: "Your grandfather called me just now, and I think you are too aggressive in this matter, or your second uncle's opinion is more secure." ”

"What if I don't agree?" Murong Ziban lowered his face, with a great intention of contending.

"Zi'er, I have rarely interfered in Honghui's affairs, and since your grandfather has made a decision, it must have been carefully considered. Murong Yuncheng said earnestly, looking at his daughter's eyes with a hint of apology and melancholy, in the phone call with the old man before, he also fought for his daughter a few extra words, but Murong Longhui's attitude was extremely resolute.

Murong Zi didn't say anything more, stared at her father deeply, her face changed slightly, she knew her grandfather's personality very well, and she also understood from her father's words, this matter was settled and could not be changed.

Gradually, Murong Zi's shoulders began to shake uncontrollably, her expression also darkened, the coolness and depression in her heart spread, and suddenly, she felt so cold, and the sunlight projected from the floor-to-ceiling window seemed to lose its temperature all of a sudden.