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Deposit!

Seeing that there was indeed this option, Wei Wuji was so happy that he almost fainted.

One point of deposit, the phone screen emits a dazzling white light.

Then he pointed the phone at the suitcase, and the suitcase disappeared with a shudder, and reappeared, but it was in the small compartment of the treasure chest.

It's amazing!

Wei Wuji didn't have time to get excited, so he quickly quit WeChat, tucked his phone into his trouser pocket, and got up to look into the distance.

"Don't move!"

Hearing the shout of command from behind him, Wei Wuji looked back, I'll wipe it, won't it?

Wang Xiaohu personally led four of his subordinates, all of whom were armed with guns, and the black muzzles were ruthlessly aimed at Wei Wuji.

Wei Wuji was so frightened by this battle that his legs trembled, and hurriedly said, "If you have something to say, don't go off!" ”

"Put your head in your hands and lie on the ground!"

Wang Xiaohu shouted coldly, the gun in his hand aimed at Wei Wuji's eyebrows.

Guns are hard power.

Wei Wuji's legs trembled with fright, his head in his hands, and he fell to his knees, making the reaction that a high school student should have.

If he behaves too calmly, it will definitely increase his suspicion.

Wang Xiaohu pinned the pistol to his waist, took out the handcuffs, and came over cautiously, his face full of caution.

With a click, he simply cuffed Wei Wuji's hands.

Wang Xiaohu breathed a long sigh of relief, walked to those bonsai, looked down, and frowned slightly.

At the entrance of the mall, Wei Wuji was escorted into a police car.

The reporters waiting outside were shocked to see that it was Wei Wuji, and they clicked to take pictures.

Wang Xiaohu is a well-known expert in solving cases in Jinfo Province, and has cracked dozens of major murder cases, so at a young age, he sat on the throne of the head of the county public security bureau.

In addition, Wang Xiaohu also has a well-known nickname.

Director of the Mallet.

The so-called mallet means that whenever someone dies, it must be a murder.

The so-called mallet means that all murders will be solved at the speed of light.

With a mallet, there is no case that cannot be solved.

Director of the mallet, far away from the water.

Niu Tingting saw that Wei Wuji was treated as a murder suspect, her face turned pale with fright, and she hurriedly went to find her father, begging her father to save Wei Wuji.

Niu Congzu couldn't help but sigh when he heard it, he was only the principal of No. 1 Middle School, he had no real power, and there was no room for him to interfere in this matter.

"Old Xia, how could Wei Wuji kill someone?"

Chen Nong was a bit of a second monk, confused, and said puzzledly: "That tree suddenly fell and killed people, but it was counted on Wei Wuji's head, this is ...... This ......"

Xia Zhongru smiled indifferently and was noncommittal.

Xia Yue was relieved when she saw her grandfather like this.

Interrogation room of the county public security bureau, half past five in the afternoon.

"Uncle Policeman, I really didn't kill anyone!"

Wei Wuji, who was sitting in the interrogation room, looked innocent and defended: "I have no grudge against Teacher Sun, why should I kill him?" ”

"No complaints? No hatred? ”

Wang Xiaohu crossed Erlang's legs, played with a baton in his hand, and sneered: "Xiao Cao, read the results of our investigation to him." ”

That little Cao's name was Cao Xuechong, with a thin donkey face and eyes, he sat next to Wang Xiaohu, opened the notebook in front of him, coughed lightly, and slowly spoke.

From the fuse in the liberal arts office, to the escalation of conflict in the classroom, to the high conflict in the hotel. tide, Cao Xuechong said in great detail, as if he had experienced it personally.

There is a grudge!

There is a grudge!

That's a good motive to kill!

Wei Wuji felt a chill down his spine when he heard this, and looked at Wang Xiaohu in disbelief.

Less than ten minutes after he was brought into the police station, Wang Xiaohu was able to investigate so clearly?

Even the cruel words he and Sun Yaohua said to each other can be found out clearly?

Is this Wang Xiaohu a god?

Pinch your fingers and count them, and you know it in your chest.

Wang Xiaohu is obviously not an immortal.

Wei Wuji's heart was furious, and he only thought of one possibility.

That is, Wang Xiaohu and Sun Yaohua are in the same group.

Thinking that after Wang Xiaohu handcuffed him, he went directly to the bonsai to check, and when he saw that there was no suitcase, he was actually frowning, nine times out of ten, the suitcase was put there by Wang Xiaohu.

Wang Xiaohu took advantage of his position to get a sniper rifle for Sun Yaohua.

The speculation was undoubtedly crazy, but Wei Wuji was convinced that it was true.

Swatt a fly to death and provoke a bed bug.

After holding it for a day, this thing is not over!

After Cao Xuechong finished reading, Wang Xiaohu knocked on the table with a baton and said, "This is the motive for killing!" ”

"What about the evidence?"

Wei Wuji sorted out the implication in his heart, and suddenly said coldly as if he had changed people: "Dare to ask the police officer, how did I control the fall of the big tree?" ”

"This is still under investigation!"

Wang Xiaohu suddenly got up and said contemptuously: "Of course, you can also take the initiative to confess your guilt, so as to avoid the suffering of flesh and skin." ”

Flesh and skin suffering?

What era is this, and there are still torture tricks.

However, in front of the director of the mallet, the best way to solve the case is to bend into a move.

That baton is the evidence.

Shenzhou has intensified its anti-corruption efforts, and flies and tigers have fought together, although remarkable results have been achieved, but bed bugs like Wang Xiaohu cannot be finished.

Fighting corruption and promoting clean government is a protracted battle.

"Wang Ju, you are in the same group as Sun Yaohua, right?"

Wei Wuji laughed thinking about it and asked, "Or can I ask like this, Sun Yaohua must have given Director Wang a lot of benefits, right?" ”

Wang Xiaohu was taken aback by Wei Wuji's sudden change, this stinky boy can force Sun Yaohua to ask him for a sniper rifle, but he can't be underestimated, he turned his head and said: "Xiao Cao, you go out first and turn off the surveillance." ”

Although Cao Xuechong has not been in the bureau for a long time, he is no longer familiar with Wang Xiaohu's methods of solving the case, got up and turned off the surveillance, and took the door with him when he left.

"Wangju, are you sure that thing is really closed?"

Wei Wuji also stood up, looked at the camera in the corner, turned his neck and twisted his waist, and began to move his whole body.

This kid......

Wang Xiaohu's face was a little ugly, and for some reason, looking at Wei Wuji at this moment, he was a little furious in his heart.

The suspects who were beaten by him with a baton were not a hundred, but eighty, but they had never felt this way.

It's just a high school student, damn, Lao Tzu is actually afraid.

Wang Xiaohu looked down at the baton in his hand, the baton is a symbol of status, he is a policeman, Wei Wuji is annoying, one is good and one is evil.

Good and evil are not separated, and strange cases are solved under the mallet.

Wang Xiaohu scolded, turned his heart sideways, and slammed it towards Wei Wuji's stomach.

"Wang Ju, only when you beat a woman can you hit your stomach, and you should hit a man to hit your life!"

Wei Wuji didn't know when he broke free from the handcuffs, grabbed Wang Xiaohu's wrist with his left hand like a ghost, and with a slight force, Wang Xiaohu bared his teeth in pain and could barely hold the baton.

Seeing the baton falling, Wei Wuji's right hand caught it unceremoniously, and as soon as he swiped his arm, the baton slammed between Wang Xiaohu's legs.

Wang Xiaohu let out a scream like a pig.

Wei Wuji noticed a red button on the baton, and asked suspiciously, "Wang Ju, what is this button for?" ”