An hour later, three anti-pickpocketing brigades were arraigned in the room.

"How many times have you taken it?" asked a detective with his sleeves rolled up and squeezed Wei San's head.

“…… I really collected it by the car, and I didn't look at the goods inside. Wei San's hands were leaned against the iron plate, and he looked up and replied.

"Smack!"

The policeman replied with a mouth, pointed at Wei San's nose and scolded: "It's still hard!"

“…… I don't have a hard mouth!"

"Smack!"

"Fuck your mother, you still have that factory to suck dirty?"

"Not really!"

"Smack!"

"I'm going to kill you if you and lie! I ask you, what about the gang of people who smashed the car at the factory gate last night and fought the war?"

"I really don't know. ”

"Don't say it yet, no, come, give him some work!" The criminal policeman was sweating, and every time he asked Wei San, he was accompanied by a big mouth.

Wei San gritted his teeth and lasted from noon until evening.

……

The other end.

Liu Xiaojun, Qingjie, Sanbao, Xiaobing and others were in a hotel next to the scrap yard.

"Where is this Wei San, why don't you answer the phone?" Liu Xiaojun said with some confusion.

"Maybe you're busy, right?" Qingjie replied as he played poker.

"What are you doing, you can be busy all afternoon?" Liu Xiaojun sat on the bed and reached for a bottle of water.

"What are you looking for him?" Qingjie asked again.

"Xiao Yan called me just now and asked me to ask him if the acquisition point had stopped. Liu Xiaojun replied softly.

"Oh, after a while, he will see that he has not answered, so he will call you back, don't worry. Qingjie waved his hand.

"Knock knock. Liu Xiaojun took a sip of water, and then lay on the bed and glared.

……

The other end.

Figure M: A community, outside the rental house.

"Ding Dong!"

Bo, wearing big pants and a vest, reached out and rang the doorbell.

"Who's looking for?" asked a few seconds later, someone in the room.

"It's me!" replied.

"Squeak!" the security door was gently pushed open.

"Holy shit, it's back. After Xiaobo entered the house, he stretched his limbs and immediately shouted at Daxun, "Hello!

"Little cub, he ran away secretly, and he didn't call me. Daxun smiled, then patted the sofa and said, "Sit down." ”

"Why are these two people in the house?" Xiao Bo glanced at his companion in the living room, then bit down on the apple and asked Daxun.

"People are a little scattered, and they all go back. Daxun lifted his glasses and replied in a flat voice.

"It's time for the whole Chamberlain this time, right?" asked Bo directly.

"You don't have to worry about it. Daxun didn't say much at all.

“…… Then I'll help you find out the letter, head office, I'll look for Brother Liang, or his friends? I heard that they also got into trouble with Chamberlain, so I'm going to ask where Chamberlain is, and they should help inquire. Bo looked up and asked.

"How did you grow this brain?" Daxun looked at Xiaobo, frowned and asked, "Can you tell others about this kind of thing?"

"Tell Brother Liang that it's definitely fine. ”

"Childish!"

Daxun looked at Xiaobo, and after commenting dryly, he immediately said to the other middle-aged man: "Get him something to eat." ”

……

Four Ps, three arraignment rooms.

Wei San, who has been suffering for a whole day, has become a person at the moment, a ghost is not a ghost!

"What do you say you're trying to do?!Fuck you, Liu Yong in Shenyang, Nie Lei in Shandong, Nuo Kang in the Mekong River, that's not as good as you?!They came in here, did they leave the case?!Did they stand it?!" The policeman took a toothpick, pressed Wei San's palm with his left hand, and pierced his right hand directly into the nail of his middle finger!

"Ahh

Wei San twitched all over, the green tendons on his forehead rose up, and his mouth let out a heart-rending howl.

“…… You have even your feet and hands, and you have a total of eighteen fingers, you can hold it up in your heart!" the detective asked with a frown.

"Don't fix it, I beg you, I'll take it, don't ......fix it!" Wei San, who was in his thirties, was crying at the moment, shouting with extremely pleading words.

"What's the use of the you're taking it!!I'll let you solve the case!Solve the case, understand?" The criminal policeman picked up a toothpick again, and then said to Wei San: "I'll tell you that the toothpick is finished! There is also an iron rod pressing the collarbone, and an electric baton is inserted into the ass-eye-sub, this set will take a little day!"

"Whew!"

When Wei San heard this, he gasped violently.

"Come, hand out!" the detective said, breaking Wei San's fingers.

"Don't fix it!!!" Wei San shouted by pulling his neck.

"Fingers outstretched, fuck you!" the detective squeezed his palm.

"I won't let go, I'll sue you, sue you to death, you torture to extract a confession!"

"Okay, I'll give you my alarm number when I turn around, you must sue me, you must sue me! I just want to fucking peel the skin!" The criminal policeman frowned and scolded and shouted: "Come, come here, two people are here, break his fingers for him!"

"Don't come, I'll take it, I'll take it, okay, I'll say, I'll ......say whatever you ask!" Wei Sanyi saw someone coming over, his heart seemed to be hit by a sledgehammer, and the words that came out of his mouth at this moment were completely out of his mind.

"Really?" asked the detective, ruffling his hair.

"Say, I say!"

", you saw you said earlier, aren't there no such shows?" The criminal policeman threw away the toothpick, then pouted and said, "Damn, B, I can break the hardest steel and smash the strongest stone here! ”

Wei San lay on the iron chair, his eyes glazed.

"Let's talk about it from last night!" the detective asked, lighting a cigarette and sitting down on his desk.

……

Two hours later, in Chamberlain's apartment.

"Wei San circled, the factory was sealed!" Scar said, touching his face.

"Can the evidence in your hand be withheld?" asked Chamberlain, with a gloomy look in his eyes.

"He put it all on his own, admitted, no problem. Scar replied casually.

"How many years can he squat?" asked Chamberlain again.

"The case is done, and he will be sentenced to at least seven or eight years for those cables in his hand!" Scar replied with a smile.

"Well, that's kind of interesting. Chamberlain nodded and continued: "Whole Wei San, it's a small test, don't stop, keep going!"

"I know, I called the Cao brothers. Scar nodded.

"You let them in, I'll talk to them!" Chamberlain thought for a moment and decided to meet the two bandits who killed Wei Yan's younger brother in person!

So far!

The two outlaws raised by Chamberlain began to gradually enter the battlefield, and the top outlaw heavenly group lurking in the neighboring city, the Daxun gang, was also secretly, and they didn't know what they were muttering!

The Lin family's warrior Bobo is far away, and there is no news at present!

The three groups of people gradually appeared, which indicates that one by one demons and monsters will also appear!

……

Inside the hotel.

Liu Xiaojun squinted for a moment, got up in a daze, then picked up the phone and glanced at it and scolded: "What's the fuck going on! Why doesn't Wei San call me back?"

PS: The cake is 19 layers, thank you for your support! Many book friends voted silently, didn't even say anything to me, and left directly in style, I really thank you, usually it is difficult for me to find you in the book review area, but as soon as there is an event, you always appear suddenly, and then suddenly disappear!

There are six more chapters today!

I still owe six chapters, and it is estimated that there will be more and more in the next few days, until the end of the event!

Thank you book friends, Xiao Hei silently, the wandering lead guitar, the old demon god with the wind and countless other readers who have rewarded one after another, as well as the brothers and sisters in the hardcore group who do not need to be called on and enter the battle independently!

There are more than 10,000 soldiers raising funds for the sticker, you are too invincible!

As for Brother Ming, who is far away in Beijing, I won't say thank you, three books, you have always been there. But the ten layers you slammed yourself, I ...... in the end Well, it's the last ......

At the top of the list, I don't have much to say. You can only work hard to code words and tell good stories, that's all.