Chapter VIII Public Gate

Ling Qingfeng's face changed, and just as he was about to distinguish it, the round-faced little fat policeman stretched out his arm to block his colleague's roar.

"Lao Zhang, it's too arbitrary for you to say this, he is so young, how can he be the mastermind, I think he is at most an accomplice who was coerced. Maybe he hasn't realized the seriousness of the problem yet! As long as he confesses his mistakes and identifies those people, he can still be turned into a tainted witness! ”

The middle-aged thin policeman known as Lao Zhang turned up the brightness of the headlights on the table to the highest level, and cast the light source directly on Ling Qingfeng's face with an expressionless face.

The blazing and intense light shook so much that Ling Qingfeng could barely open his eyes, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans flowed down all of a sudden.

"I have nothing to do with them, you are mistaken!" Ling Qingfeng felt very uncomfortable, to be honest, he didn't expect these policemen to use the means of coercing confessions as soon as they came up.

He is obviously acting bravely in the face of righteousness, at most he is just hiding the way to save people, so he has to be treated so unfairly without distinguishing between the red and the wrong! Are all the methods used by the police so despicable?

No wonder when the classmates heard that they were going to be policemen, they all had such incomprehensible expressions, could it be that this is the truth behind it?

Me, am I going to be an example and a goal to be like this? Ling Qingfeng's mind was shaken. It's not that he can't stand the illumination of the light, but a strong sense of unwillingness and shame rises from the depths of his heart, he is unwilling to accept that the career path he has chosen is such a future, and he doesn't want his future companion to be the kind of person in front of him!

"Handcuff him here for a night, see if he can recruit him! If not, just a few more nights! I don't believe it, these turtle grandsons dare not admit it, and he feels good! Lao Zhang's voice was hoarse and cold, making people not doubt that he had such determination.

Ling Qingfeng closed his eyes, but he could still feel the heat of the high-intensity light on his face, and he had discussed the plot in the spy war novel with his classmates before, saying that when the agent was interrogated, he used not to let the prisoner sleep and the uninterrupted strong light to destroy the opponent's will, but he didn't expect to taste such a taste first.

The light suddenly dimmed again, Ling Qingfeng opened his eyes, saw that the round-faced fat policeman turned the headlight to the side, first smiled at himself very kindly, and then said in an extraordinarily sincere tone, very gently: "I would like to believe that you are innocent, but now all the human and physical evidence is very unfavorable to you." But I'm sorry, we're the police, we want to solve the case quickly, we're not judges, we can't judge whether you're guilty or innocent. So be it! I'll give you a pertinent suggestion, don't carry it, it's really unnecessary to suffer from flesh and skin here. I'll show you the way, you might as well record a confession first, and I'll write in the transcript that you are an accomplice, and the lightest kind. When we finish the formalities together, the case is clear, and the evidence that falls on you is insufficient, you won't be fine! Trust me, okay? ”

When the fat cop spoke, the office was quiet, and no one else spoke. And his voice also sounds very magnetic, very rich, and very easy to believe.

Ling Qingfeng looked at him in a daze, and only raised his head after a while.

"Are you telling the truth? I'm really not in the same league as them! Why have you wronged me? ”

"We will not spare a bad person, nor will we wronged a good person! Don't worry, we're just looking for your help and going through the process of closing the case together, since you haven't done anything bad, why worry? Come, sign here, our process is done, and we will definitely find out! You just have to rest assured! The fat policeman looked at Ling Qingfeng, his eyes calm and peaceful, full of trust.

Ling Qingfeng's eyes were even more confused, and the middle-aged thin policeman looked at his state on the side and nodded secretly.

"Come on! Sign your name and go home early to sleep! Don't waste it here, everybody! The fat policeman's eyes had narrowed with laughter.

Ling Qingfeng nodded mechanically, took the pen from the fat policeman's hand, poked it on the paper first, as if there was no ink, and then naturally waved his arm.

Swish! There was a dark blue ink stain on the fat policeman's face, which flowed from his head to the corner of his mouth, and the originally confident smile was frozen on the spot, and suddenly became extremely funny.

"Oh? Excuse me! It's hard work! Why don't I stay here for a while? Let's sign this again in two days? Ling Qingfeng also smiled, but there was an obvious mockery in his smile. One of these two policemen sings white-faced, the other red-faced, who the fuck want to pit?

Ling Qingfeng was a little confused just now, because these two policemen gave him a really bad impression!

But then he thought of the scrawny Captain Zhong he met at the train station, that old man shouldn't be such an unscrupulous policeman! Yes, definitely not! As long as there is a good policeman like Old Man Zhong in the world, the people will not be disappointed!

"**Yes!" The round-faced chubby policeman was furious, grabbed Ling Qingfeng's collar, and smashed it in the chest.

Boom! Ling Qingfeng's whole body and the chair turned on his back and slammed on the floor.

The round-faced chubby policeman directly bypassed the table in three or two steps, and stepped on Ling Qingfeng's face with a fierce kick.

Ling Qingfeng was not afraid, and his expression was calm, because he had quietly squeezed the life-saving object given by his father tightly in his hand, ready to fight to the death.

"Ahem, ahem!" The middle-aged thin policeman next to him coughed twice, signaling that there were still outsiders present.

The little fat policeman stopped his feet and smiled flatteringly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I made Gao Shaojian smile." Why don't I go find a book to cushion? Promise to leave no traces, he recruited from the truth! ”

This little fat policeman is talking about the interrogation doorway handed down from the ancient public gate, using a book pad and then hammering the prisoner with a heavy object, and the secret wound goes directly to the internal organs, and the appearance cannot be seen.

Gao Tianming still stood aside with a smile and did not open his mouth.

The middle-aged thin policeman pursed his mouth and deliberately turned his gaze to the side, just as if he didn't see it.

Ling Qingfeng couldn't help but show a miserable smile on his face when he saw the fat policeman come over with a few thick magazines.

"It looks like you're going to have to fight hard, otherwise you'll really be planted here!"

The little fat policeman was fierce, and put two heavy magazines on Ling Qingfeng's chest, and then took out a wooden-handled hammer from the drawer.

"I want to see Captain Zhong, I'll just tell him!" Ling Qingfeng shouted with the attitude of giving it a try, he really didn't want to use the thing his father gave him as a last resort, firstly, he had no bottom in his heart, and secondly, he had doubts about his father's character, and the ghost knew what would happen if the toy was used! Let's keep a thought!

Hearing this kid shout, Gao Tianming's eyes lit up at first, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by an unusual prudence.

"Do you only remember to confess now? It's late! I see that you don't cry when you don't see the coffin, come! Let the little fat brother hurt you well! "The little fat policeman is bent on behaving in front of Gao Shao, usually he is just pretending to scare people at most, and today he really wants to break the ring and move the real thing!

Click! At that moment, the door to the interrogation room was twisted open from the outside, and a powerful voice came in.

"Hey! Zhao Xiaopang, you turtle son haven't seen you for a few days, but you have grown your skills! That's not how you play criminal trials! You'll have to soak the magazine in cool water and then use a bigger hammer to scare people! It's best to use rammed earth on the construction site, and what you have in your hand is the old man who tickles your mother! Fucking shit is rubbish! ”