There are also six female suspects in West Cell 2.

The door to the cell opened, causing a slight commotion.

Mao Xianfeng was the first to enter the prison house, followed by Yan Feiyang. The cell was dimly lit, except for a small incandescent light bulb hanging high in the middle of the roof, surrounded by a wire shade, a safety lamp.

This kind of single-storey bungalow has a very high floor space, from the floor to the roof, at least four meters above. The light bulb on the roof is the only power source in the entire prison house, and if you want to commit suicide by electrocution, you can't do it without more than three people taking a ladder.

Generally speaking, there will not be three people in a trumpet who can't think about it at the same time, and they all want to commit suicide by electrocution.

Yan Feiyang quickly adapted to the dim light in the prison cell, looking around, this is an old-fashioned prison cell, a cement pavement, and it can be seen that under normal circumstances, ten people can lie down, and if you squeeze a little, twelve is not impossible.

The remaining six female prisoners were all huddled in the corner, huddled together, and looked in horror at the men who strode in through the doorway.

The six female prisoners, aged between their twenties and forties, were all wearing undershirts, short ear-length haircuts, and no fat powder because of the hot weather.

In short, this is by no means a pleasant place.

"Don't be afraid, everyone, go back to their original positions."

Yan Feiyang's eyes were only for one round, and then he stood still on the side of the shop, and commanded indifferently, his tone calm and calm.

Several female prisoners looked at him curiously, but they didn't move.

Although they didn't know who Yan Feiyang was, they could also tell that Yan Feiyang was not very old. It's not like a policeman, so everyone's eyes are on. are all focused on Mao Xianxian, waiting for him to show off.

Today is a day. The six of them were all questioned by Mao Xianxian, and everyone knew that this person was a "big official" of the police, and he was right.

"Hear it all? Do as he says! ”

Mao Xianxian's face darkened, and the tiger roared.

He is a veteran detective and knows how to deal with these suspects. Don't look at the female prisoners, in fact, they are more difficult than the male prisoners, and if you are not careful, they will roll and splash you. Take off your clothes and tear your pants, do whatever it takes.

We can't give a good face to these "social dross".

Sure enough, Mao Xianxian's roar had an effect. The female prisoners squirmed, but they still looked reluctant, you look at me, I look at you, the movements are very unfavorable.

"Rubbing what?"

"me up!"

Mao Xianfeng was furious.

I have been nervous about this inexplicable disappearance case all day today, and the nameless fire in my heart has already been suffocated to the extreme. If you don't vent it again, the Mao detachment feels like it's going to explode.

People who work as criminal police officers are already under a lot of pressure.

This roar frightened several female prisoners. The movements immediately became faster, and soon they each returned to their bunks.

Strictly speaking, this is just an approximate location. Chase shop like this. It is a cement pit with wooden planks, and a thin quilt and a straw mat are placed on the wooden planks. There is no clear dividing line, and there is nothing fixed. After the location is changed, it is naturally different from before to change back.

Yan Feiyang bowed slightly, pointed to the vacant position in the middle, and said, "This position is where Hu Jing sleeps?" ”

Hu Jing happened to sleep in the middle, and on the left and right were three female prisoners in the same prison.

"Yes, she's a murderer......"

A female prisoner, who was the youngest and looked to be in her early twenties, blurted out and said, but in the middle of the sentence, she realized that she should not speak indiscriminately, and immediately closed her mouth tightly, and secretly glanced at the black-faced Mao Xianfeng with some horror, and immediately lowered her head.

Yan Feiyang suddenly realized.

It seems that these six female prisoners are all tasked with spying on Hu Jing.

As a murder suspect, Hu Jing may theoretically be sentenced to death, and she needs to be strictly guarded to prevent her from thinking about suicide.

"What are Hu Jing's, point them out and show them!"

Yan Feiyang said again.

Several female prisoners pointed to the quilt in the middle at the same time. It's a thin quilt, a straw mat, and a sheet to cover it. Dog days, very hot, at night only need to cover a thin sheet.

"Where's her clothes, her toiletries?"

The six female prisoners shook their heads in unison, and no one said a word.

At this moment, Wei Wushuang, Da Liu, and Gongsun Lan all entered the prison, and a large number of uniformed criminal policemen blocked the door, which frightened these female prisoners.

These female prisoners are not highly educated, three of them are even directly illiterate, and Hu Jing's education level was only elementary school, which is not much different from illiterate. In their minds, since the correctional cadres ordered them to monitor Hu Jing, this task is their "responsibility", and now that Hu Jing has "run away", isn't it to make them guilty?

"Whatever you ask, I'll answer anything!"

Mao Xianfeng roared again.

"Zhou Xia, you can answer."

"Ah, me?"

The youngest female prisoner raised her head abruptly and asked in a bit of panic.

Mao Xianfeng put on a black face, snorted coldly, and said, "Yes, it's you." Answer whatever you ask, don't lie, and don't leave it unanswered! ”

"Oops......"

Zhou Xia nodded again and again, looking at Yan Feiyang pitifully.

In fact, if you look closely, this Zhou Xia is quite handsome and has a good figure, but she doesn't know what crime she committed and was locked up here.

Yan Feiyang looked at her and said very gently: "Don't be afraid, find out all the things in Hu Jing." As long as she has used it, she wants it. ”

"It's all here...... Her clothes, toiletries, all took ......"

Yan Fei's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

In this way, the group of people who kidnapped Hu Jing planned to raise her for a long time?

Also took away toiletries and clothes!

"Okay, who of you usually deals with Hu Jing the most?"

Yan Feiyang asked.

"I ......"

Zhou Xia replied honestly, and glanced at the other female prisoner opposite.

The female prisoner, the eldest of the six female prisoners, should be in her forties, like Hu Jing, tall and strong, middle-aged women with bulging big breasts, yellow undershirts bulging everywhere, teeth and claws.

In Yan Feiyang's eyes, among the six female prisoners, the most "prisoner-looking" is also this middle-aged woman. With a face full of flesh and a rolling of eyes, at first glance it is not a character who keeps to himself.

She and Zhou Xia slept next to Hu Jing one by one.

It seems that they are the ones who have the greatest supervisory task.

This arrangement is also reasonable. One is the youngest, the most agile response, and the other is the strongest and powerful, once Hu Jing has any abnormal movements, he can stop it as soon as possible.

"Report ...... Report to the cadres, and I ......"

The middle-aged woman didn't want to "expose her identity", but when she saw Zhou Xia looking directly at her, she had no choice but to raise her head and say tremblingly, naturally hating Zhou Xia in her heart.

This little ****, I'll settle accounts with you later!

Yan Feiyang nodded, then turned his head to Mao Xianfeng and said, "Mao detachment, what I want to do next, you may feel a little weird." But I can assure you that it won't hurt anyone and won't cause any ill effects. ”

Mao Xianfeng snorted coldly and said, "Don't worry about these for now, I'll ask you, are you sure to get Hu Jing back for me?" ”

He is the deputy head of the criminal police detachment, Hu Jing "escaped" in the detention center, he is not responsible, the superiors have investigated it, and it is the director and instructor of the detention center who should be punished, not him. But Hu Jing is a murder suspect, and when Zhong Jun is dead, Hu Jing is no longer seen, and the Shui Tong Street murder case has completely become an unsolved case, and the case will never be closed.

This is something that Mao Xianfeng cannot tolerate.

And he really wanted to find out who was so powerful that he was in a place of no one in the detention center.

If these guys don't find out, theoretically, there is no place in the entire Wei Zhou that is safe. They can kidnap anyone silently and even kill anyone if they want to.

Is that still there?

This is also the fundamental reason why Mao Xianfeng finally "succumbed" to Yan Feiyang and agreed to their intervention in the case.

As a senior criminal policeman, Mao Xianfeng knows very well that if this case does not rely on external forces, it will be difficult to solve the case with the strength of the Weizhou Municipal Bureau, and even if experts from the provincial department arrive, there may not be any good way.

The methods used by the criminal police to handle cases are all the same, and deep down in Mao Xianxian's heart, he may not agree that those experts in the provincial department are much better than him.

The case that happened to Wei Zhou is best solved by Wei Zhou himself.

There must be no question of face.

"I do my best."

Yan Feiyang said slowly.

Mao Xianfeng "snorted" again, obviously not satisfied with this answer, he wanted an affirmative answer.

Yan Fei raised his eyebrows and frowned slightly, and said, "Mao detachment, I can tell you responsibly, if we can't find Hu Jing, then no one will be able to find her." Even if you find her in the future, it will most likely be a corpse. ”

That's right, cow!

Everyone's eyes fell on Yan Feiyang's face in unison.

Mao Xianxian's eyes were particularly shining, like knives.

only to find that his face was as calm as water, as if he was narrating a basic fact, without the slightest exaggeration or ostentation.

After a moment of silence, Mao Xianfeng snorted heavily and took back his knife-like eyes. It seems that the Mao detachment is now more and more fond of talking through the nose.

Yan Feiyang tugged at the corners of his mouth, revealing a faint smile. With a flip of the wrist, the golden light was dazzling, and an incomparably delicate dragon head compass emerged. Yan Feiyang held this compass, and as soon as his feet moved, he went to the Datong shop.

Mao Xianxian's eyes narrowed suddenly, and a flash of shock flashed quickly.

He could see that Yan Feiyang barely made any movements, as if he was floating up. This cement is paved, fifty or sixty centimeters high from the ground, and it just floats up, what the hell is it? (To be continued.) )