"Bang!

"Come out, question!"

The same two people took me to a glass-enclosed room and asked me repetitive questions.

"Bang!

"Get in!"

"Bang!

For several days, it was like this.

They always asked me about street fights, but they never mentioned Cheng Xiaoman. Occasionally I would answer a few words, but from the look in their eyes, I could tell that they didn't believe it at all. Every time I tried to ask a question, I never got an answer, and I was warned several times.

I've been worried about Cheng Xiaoman, I originally thought that they were in a group, and it wouldn't be long before I could see Cheng Xiaoman, and then try to escape. But I counted that it had been three days, and no suspicious person had ever come to me, except for repeated questioning.

"Is there something wrong?" I muttered to myself, walking around the small room. There is a small stereo inside, and a song is repeated at a fixed time every day.

"Do you remember the dreams of your youth?"

"Like a flower that never withers"

“……”

Here the fuck is again!

I was upset enough to play this song over and over again, and it was a sad female voice. If it weren't for Cheng Xiaoman, I would have been blown up by a punch.

"Bang!

"Come out, question!"

Same people, same rooms.

They opened one of my handcuffs and locked it to the iron seat I was sitting in. The seats are fixed to the concrete floor and are used exclusively for interrogation.

"Who are you fighting with on Qingshui Road? and why?"

I tilted my head and twisted my neck, but I didn't answer immediately. First, I was unhappy with her tone, and second, it was still a repetitive problem.

"If you ask you, please cooperate with us honestly!" the woman said in that tone again.

I replied lightly, "I don't know." ”

It's a recurring question every day, if it's not what they're playing, what would it be?

I became more and more skeptical, suspecting that I had made a mistake in judgment. Could it be that they are not a group of people at all? And Cheng Xiaoman's kidnapping has nothing to do with Tongquetai?

"It's the fourth day, and you still won't be honest?" The man behind the glass looked a little angry, speaking loudly and unceremoniously.

"In the next ......," I thought for a moment, and then changed my words, "I have only one question. ”

"It's us who ask you, not you who ask us! You don't have the right to ask, I've warned you more than once!" said the woman in the middle to me very politely.

"Let him ask!" the man said, then came to his senses and reached out to turn off the microphone, exchanged a few words with the other two, and then opened the microphone and said solemnly: "Say, there is only one chance to ask questions." ”

Through the glass, although I couldn't hear their voices, I could roughly know their deliberations through their mouths, "If you don't let him ask, there will be no progress in these cases", "Someone in Qingshuifang called the police that a female student was missing, and according to video surveillance, it has a lot to do with him."

"Is this a yamen?" I asked with an indifferent expression.

"Yamen?" The three of them behind the glass were all stunned.

The two guards around me also looked at me with confused faces, as if they were surprised.

"Yes, this is the yamen you mentioned!" The man behind the glass sneered, threw the pen on the table casually, looked at me helplessly, and said casually: "What else are you recording? Neuropathy! Hurry up and send it to a mental hospital!"

"Boom" a crisp sound.

I jerked my left arm up, broke the handcuffs, and staggered to my feet.

"Don't move!" a prison guard, who reacted quickly, hurriedly raised his gun and shouted.

Where would I give him a chance to shoot, took a step forward, folded the spear in his hand, and struck an elbow blow to the man, and the man fell to the ground with a muffled grunt.

I'm not sure how powerful this water pistol-like spear is, but at least I know it's a crossbow-like weapon.

Another guard reacted when he saw his accomplice fall to the ground, but he was about to cross the spear when I kicked him out. As the gun shattered to the ground, the man also flew backwards and fainted on the iron railing.

Behind the glass, the three interrogators shivered a little as they looked at the broken handcuffs hanging from my left wrist and the two prison guards who I had subdued in an instant.

One of the women was quite calm, hurriedly tapped the alarm button a few times, took a few steps backwards to open the door, and ran out of the interrogation room with one leg pulled.

"Woo-woo-"

Throughout the interrogation room, inside and outside the hallway, the sirens went off non-stop. The remaining two people behind the glass, you look at me, I look at you, but they are stunned and don't know what to do.

I took a small step back, lunged and slammed straight into the glass.

There was a muffled "bump".

"Click-"

A voice so low that it was barely audible.

I naturally knew that this was glass, and I knew it in Huoshan Mental Hospital, but I didn't expect this piece of glass to be very different, very hard.

A man and a woman over there were hit by my sudden blow again, and their hearts trembled and they all stared at me with wide eyes. I guess they must be wondering at this moment, can I break the handcuffs and break this glass?

If not, why don't they run?

I stood in front of the glass, put my hands on it, and pushed it hard, and I knew that this was not an ordinary piece of glass. Not only is it soundproof, it's also very strong. Although it was not broken just now, a closer look will reveal that there are already slight cracks in it, like spider webs embedded in it.

Through the glass, I smiled at the two of them, and slowly retreated a few steps back, surging inside, and one ran and hit it with my shoulder.

"Bang la la-"

With a loud bang, I fell to the ground and rolled around, and a fish leap flew straight out of the interrogation room. I didn't pay any attention to the stunned man and woman.

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I'm a beginner and I don't understand a lot of things. When I had dinner last night, I was puzzled when I saw that I had received 50 referral votes in a row. This afternoon, when I saw the writer's assistant, I realized that it was a red envelope with 50 recommended tickets, but I didn't send a red envelope, and I pulled down to see that it was a red envelope of 1000 starting coins from the reader "Kulolo master". The first time I received something other than a recommendation ticket at the starting point, although it was only 10 yuan and a pack of cigarettes, I was really impressed!

Knowing the truth, I hurriedly revised a chapter and sent it out. Thank you again to Master Kurolo, and thank you to the many friends who voted for me every day!

Shyly, you didn't dislike me and gave me motivation!