Section 20, Police Battle Royale [1]

"Name?"

"Yang Guang. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

"Age?"

ā€œ25ā€

"Occupation?"

"Magazine editor."

"Education."

"Department D."

"Address."

"13th Floor, Building 13, Rain Garden, D City."

"Why kill."

"Damn, how many times do you want me to say, the one I killed is not a person!" I gritted my teeth and slapped the table. Of course, the police treated me as a vicious murderer, not to mention how good the treatment was. A pair of black pure steel anklets, with two white crystal bracelets, and a dazzling lamp head.

"Idea quality! You are now a criminal suspect, and all the evidence has been collected, and you can be prosecuted at any time. The policeman Shu Huang was not used to my stinky temper, and he also slapped the table and stood up and said angrily to me.

It's a big New Year~~ I just want to come and see my future mother-in-law, and by the way, I hooked up with other people's daughters. What a good thing, why am I dealing with this group of people in the police station now? Am I doing the right thing for heaven?

I argued, "Even if you don't believe me, you should always believe the forensic results, right?" By the way, I just begged you to tell the medical examiner, don't open the yellow paper attached to the corpse, did you tell me? Otherwise, something big will happen. ā€

"Shut up! You are openly preaching feudal superstition, and there are all human and material evidence, and now I ask you, what is the relationship between you and the victim? The policeman slapped the table again.

I hung my head helplessly, angry with me. Director Zhang, hurry up and give full play to your abilities. Otherwise, I'm really going to live in City C permanently.

I hope that the phone call to Zhang Shaokun can help, and even at this time, I wish that Zhang Shaokun was a god like Li Gang, and he could run to CCTV to apologize in half a day after my accident.

Obviously, I misestimated Zhang Shaokun's ability...... Or is this old thing not taken seriously at all?

I gritted my teeth, refused to admit to the murder, and refused to sign the confession. I read every word on the transcript carefully before I chose to sign it.

Now I have a big head, and I don't know how the situation will develop next.

In fact, I told the police about what happened in the city and begged them to investigate.

But it was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no more news.

Instead, they shut me up in a rather small room, and I was cold and hungry, and I don't know how long it had been.

It was cold and damp in this little dark room, and I didn't have much cotton clothes on, and I was even more cold and shivering at this time. I could have crossed my knees, but because I had shackles on my hands and feet, I couldn't do the posture of five hearts to the sky.

I could only huddle on a wooden bed without even a quilt, and my body trembled.

I don't annoy what I've done, but I care that something that is so clear is doing this to me. The four zombies are likely to be in the police station, and if the forensic doctor removes the talisman, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Thinking of this, I realized that the consequences of my huddle here are likely to hurt a few more people! I quickly stood up and banged on the door: "Open the door, open the door!" I want to see a medical examiner!! ā€

The policeman in charge of guarding the door kicked at the door and shouted, "Be quiet! Don't look at what time it is. ā€

"What time is it?" I hurriedly asked.

"Less than seven."

"Before I am tried, I still have human rights, right? I ask to see your medical examiner, and I tell you, if you don't go, something big will happen. Lives matter! ā€

"Oh he, human life is at stake? Do you also know that human life is at stake, and you dare to commit murder with weapons on the street? Killing people is the same as slaughtering chicks? Tell you, I've seen a lot of you crazy people, stay honest, sooner or later you will be shot on the execution ground. The policeman yelled at me a few times before the footsteps faded away.

"you MD!" I cursed angrily, raised my leg and tried to kick the door hard, but I forgot that there were chains on my ankle bones, and I lost myself all at once.

It's really bad for the passing years!

Rolling up from the ground, I almost crawled back to the plank bed, gritting my teeth and not mentioning how aggrieved I was.

Then, I started to worry about Zhao Zihan. Since he was brought in by the police, there has been no news of Zhao Zihan. Thinking of this, I suddenly felt as if I was missing something.

Suddenly get up from the bed, Zhao Zihan?

That's right!

Why didn't the police mention Zhao Zihan when I was interrogated?

I realized that Zhao Zihan seemed to have unknowingly escaped from the arrest of the police, but strangely, according to a certain rule, the official family has the ability to protect himself, how did Zhao Zihan do it? Could it be that her so-called invitation to immortals can really avoid this shackle?

For a moment, I was puzzled by the god of witchcraft.

But I have some foundation in my heart, and I believe that Zhao Zihan will not let me squat here so easily. It's a good thing for me to have an acquaintance out there to answer you.

After figuring this out, I lay down on the plank with my clothes and pretended to sleep.

I don't know how long it took, but my stomach rumbled and woke me up from hunger.

I haven't eaten all day, and I feel like a miracle that I can hold on until now.

And at this moment, I suddenly heard a series of messy footsteps in the corridor.

"Where's that guy? Hurry up and find him!! ā€

I heard a frightened sound outside the door, and there was even a faint sound of gunshots!

What's going on? I sat up sharply and listened.

"That's amazing! Can he? ā€

"A dead horse is a live horse doctor, isn't he caught like this?"

"Team Yellow, your injuries?"

"Can't die!! Is this it? ā€

"Yes!!"

"Open the door!! Hurry up. ā€

I squinted my eyes and saw the light coming in through the crack in the door through the darkness, and I raised my arm uncomfortably to block it.

I heard the voice just now: "Mr. Yang, I'll ask you now." Are those really not people? ā€

At this time, I calmed down instead.

sneered: "I'm sorry, I'm going to commit it!" If you kill someone in the street, please prosecute me, I will be responsible for paying for my life. ā€

"Yang Guang!!" One of them roared, and I could tell that this person was the one who interrogated me: "Don't toast and don't eat and drink, now the lives of people outside are at stake!" Those three things you killed are alive again! ā€

"Do you now know that Lao Tzu didn't kill people? How do I say that? Go and read the transcript for yourself! Take me for a psychopath, and now come and beg me? Do I owe you c-city, or do I owe you to the police? Wearing a human skin and not doing personnel, begging me at this time? No door, get out, remember to lock the door for me. I'll wait until you're dead. "I'm also an evil fire in my belly, and I didn't dare to be too tough before, for fear of being beaten.

Now these people beg me, and I'm not afraid. It seems that this place is safe for the time being, otherwise the few people in front of them would not stand still at the door.

I had become accustomed to the light coming in from the doorway, squinting at the doorway.

There were three people standing at the door, one of whom was bleeding from his body, and it seemed that his injuries were not light. The remaining two people were still holding pistols, and one of them was still holding my bag!

"I apologize to you for the mistakes in our work." The one standing in the middle of the three, the injured one, said.

His voice was low, with the trills of speaking after the pain.

I stood up and said, "I'm sorry, I don't accept an apology. ā€

"You!"

"What am I?" I raised my eyebrows and said, "You don't ask about the indiscriminate, you don't even have the least respect for the facts." You decided that I was a murderer, and now you want to beg me? What's wrong? Kill someone again in front of you? A case replay for you? ā€

"Mr. Yang, can I beg you?" The person at the head actually let go of the lofty aura just now.

"Please? Well, then I'll tell you a message that you want to die after listening to it, and it's free. ā€

"What?"

"In this city, there are thousands of things you encounter outside, what I call zombies, and hundreds of them increase every day, if, if they mutate, hehe, have you learned geometry? Do you know the geometric cardinality? Have you seen the movie Resident Evil? Congratulations, we're in a city like this! Think about how many 10,000 people there are in City C, and the people who are killed will be resurrected and then turn into that terrible monster, frantically devouring the surrounding crowd. Bullets can't kill, knives can't kill! Is it scary? Scared? Fear? ā€

"Mr. Yang......"

I interrupted the man's voice and said, "I'll ask you a few questions. ā€

"You ask."

"First, is the place where we are located in a densely populated area?"

"No, this is a development zone. As the Municipal General Criminal Investigation Brigade, we have just moved here. ā€

When I came, I was in a police car with my head pressed and I didn't see anything out of the window, so that's why I had this problem.

"Second, when the zombies appeared, did you lock the gate and close the exit from here? Where are the others? ā€

When I asked this question, there was still gunfire outside, and it was obvious that there should be a lot of people resisting zombies.

"I don't know, but under such a commotion. The outermost gate will be locked. The team's house is a detached courtyard with four floors above ground and two floors underground. ā€

I nodded, secretly thought for a moment, wanted to raise my arm to get used to grabbing my hair, found that the shackles on my hands and feet were still there, raised my hand and said, "Can you untie it?" ā€

The man hurriedly urged the person next to me to untie the chains on my hands and feet.

I rubbed my hands and feet and asked, "Where are the gunshots?" How many floors am I? How many people are there? ā€

"You're on the basement level, and the autopsy room is on the basement level. After the problem occurred, the yellow team ordered the elevator and stair doors to be closed to the ground. Total...... In total, there are ...... "Ahhh But when I asked how many people there were, he didn't answer.

"There were less than thirty people in all, and I can't be sure that a few of them were sacrificed. It's estimated that more than halfway through. Captain Huang said in a deep voice.

I walked over and saw through the light that Captain Huang's cheeks and shoulders were deeply wounded by the zombie's poisonous nails, and the flesh was turned black.