The □□ bureau does not allow lynching, and everything is based on truth and evidence. But it has not been able to achieve upward and downward effects, and it has not even been implemented above! Naturally, there have been many cases of abuse of lynching, and there have been many unjust murders!

Looking at Wu Keqiang's sneering and gloomy face, Sun Qian really wanted to smash that face, but in order to be able to lead to the appearance of those behind the scenes, Sun Qian couldn't kill Wu Keqiang with a tough posture now! Wait in a very casual pose!

I really don't cry when I don't see the coffin!

Wu Keqiang scolded secretly, and explained twice to the young □□ who was sitting next to him making a record, and the young □□ nodded, put down the pen in his hand and left the interrogation room!

"Boy, I'll see how hard you can get!" Putting his legs on the table, Wu Keqiang took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and said in a leisurely voice! I have been □□ for so many years, who I want to rectify and who does not obediently confess. At first, it was all fucking hard-mouthed, but in the end, it wasn't the same that couldn't stand the torture!

It's all bones, I don't know if I don't take two hits!

"It's okay, I'm rough and thick, as long as you don't have to worry about hand pain!" Sun Qian smiled indifferently, his expression was very natural, and he didn't look frightened at all!

"Grass. I see how fucking thick your skin is! For his threat, the other party was not afraid at all, Wu Keqiang immediately became angry, put down his legs, and scolded angrily!

Sun Qian glanced at Wu Keqiang, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't help but say, "Aren't you going to punish me!" Anyway, it's all a nail in the coffin, why don't we talk about who hooked up with you and framed me? ”

"Wondering. No problem. If you sign it and put a handprint on it, I'll tell you right away! Wu Keqiang picked up a stack of A4 paper on the table and threw it to Sun Qian, and said with a smile!

After looking at the content on the A4 paper, Sun Qian sneered with a sneer on his face, it turned out that he punched the old man, and the old man died, which was an accidental casualty! A grim smile appeared on the corner of Sun Qian's mouth, and he casually threw the A4 paper on the ground, and sneered: "□□'s work efficiency is really high, and before the autopsy, he said that he was injured!" If you're so good at making up stories, why aren't you a writer! ”

"You can do it. Then try if you can get your mouth hard to the end! Wu Keqiang lit another cigarette and snorted coldly! Obviously, he has already seen that the sugar-coated cannonball is useless, and he will not let him suffer a little, and he does not know how powerful the □□ is!

Not long after, the door to the interrogation room was pushed open again. Then, three people walked in, all of whom were his henchmen, and Wu Keqiang asked, "Is the camera off?" ”

"Head, you can rest assured! Shut it up, and here's it! A young □□ assured. And put out the things in your hands, there are books, there are fists made of iron, there are chili water, iron rods! It's all some torture equipment, and after the torture, it won't leave scars on the body! Even if it is time to go to court, there is no evidence!

"Good!" Wu Keqiang sneered: "Pull him up and press him against the wall, I'll see how much this kid's mouth wins!" ”

"Yes! Head! Putting the equipment in their hands on the table, the three of them answered, and Sun Qian, who was handled to the chair, got up and pressed directly against the wall, with a grim expression on his face, and said, "Boy, shout when it hurts for a while!" ”