Yang Feng is definitely a character in the Jiang'an Branch, he is 1.8 meters tall, and he looks handsome when he laughs, all of which are quite popular with women, and the most important thing is that he has a heavyweight father, the deputy minister in charge of personnel power of the Organization Department of the Municipal Party Committee.

Yang Feng studied very poorly when he was a child, he was a sports school student who practiced sanda, and later after his father's arrangement, he entered the provincial public security college and mixed a junior college, and graduated and was assigned to the city as a policeman.

Yang Feng loves to play, he likes to play the game of flowers the most, relying on his own police uniform, and a prominent family background, I don't know how many simple female college students have been harmed, there was once a female college student at the level of a school flower, thinking that she could do anything if she was pregnant with Yang Feng's child, but she was ruthlessly abandoned, jumped from the school teaching building, and died with one corpse and two lives, this matter made a big fuss, but in the end it was strongly suppressed.

Because of this incident, Yang Feng changed to play Miss, he was specially transferred to the public security brigade, specially cleaned up the entertainment venues in the jurisdiction, ate and took cards, free massages, and when necessary, he could also ventilate and report the news, and the cooperation between the two sides was quite pleasant.

Yang Feng is not a fool, he is very adaptable to this big dye vat, he never eats alone, and he always forgets his brothers when he has benefits, so he has a good interpersonal relationship in the sub-bureau, and all departments and brigades give him face.

Liu Ziguang was taken into an office, and the two criminal policemen were just about to sit down, when suddenly the door opened, and a man in civilian clothes came in, whispering a few words to the criminal police, and the criminal police were a little embarrassed: "Third brother, isn't this okay?" ”

"It's okay, Team Li nodded." Come humanely.

The two criminal policemen finally compromised, untied Liu Ziguang's handcuffs and left, Liu Ziguang was just about to move his arms, but the man in civilian clothes twisted his arms, cut him up, and handcuffed him.

The gears of the handcuffs rattled, and Liu Ziguang felt that there were two poisonous snakes' fangs choking his wrists, and the blood flow was not smooth, and the man in civilian clothes pointed to the corner of the wall and shouted: "Squat!" ”

Liu Ziguang obediently squatted in the corner, the man sat on the side smoking, reading the newspaper and drinking tea, ignoring him at all, just like that, half an hour later, the door opened, and several tall young men walked in, all dressed in brand-name sportswear, holding tennis rackets in their hands.

Yang Feng was among them, he wiped the sweat on his forehead with the snow-white cotton sweat towel around his neck, looked at Liu Ziguang, who was squatting in the corner of the wall, obscene, and smiled disdainfully.

Liu Ziguang was wearing gray security pants of chemical fiber, covered with bandages, wearing a nondescript tweed suit jacket, his hair was unkempt, and he was squatting in the corner in handcuffs.

"You guys play slowly, I'll go out for something." The man in casual clothes picked up the cigarette case and newspaper and went out, Yang Feng followed behind and said with a smile: "Thank you, third brother." ”

The door was closed, a few young policemen were smoking, talking and laughing, no one looked at the prisoner in the corner, and another quarter of an hour passed, Yang Feng clapped his hands and said: "Okay, the guys of the riot brigade have rested enough, why don't you practice now?" ”

Everyone said yes, snuffed out the cigarette butt, closed the door tightly, and brought Liu Ziguang over from the corner, Yang Feng took out a thin boxing glove and put it on, glanced at Liu Ziguang with a smile, and didn't say anything, just went up and hit a hard hook.

A punch hit Liu Ziguang's stomach, causing him to bend down on the spot, but immediately stood up again: "Why is it so strong?" Didn't eat at noon? ”

Yang Feng was furious: "Brothers, fork him up!" ”

Two anti-riot team members who were more than 1.85 meters tall hurriedly stepped forward, grabbed Liu Ziguang from left to right, pressed his arm, Yang Feng came up and shone on Liu Ziguang's stomach, punching one punch after another, and the sound of knocking was clearly heard through the door and corridor.

In the past two years, the wine has been a little excessive, and after more than 20 punches in a row, Yang Feng was already out of breath, but Liu Ziguang was still fine, raised his head and smiled disdainfully: "This is tired?" It's not as as a! Lao Tzu hasn't enjoyed it yet! ”

Yang Feng was furious: "Lizi, you come!" ”

The person known as Li Zi is called Li Zhiteng, the tallest and mightiest one in this group, one meter nine tall, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, is the nephew of Li Political Commissar of the sub-bureau, and is also Yang Feng's sworn friend.

Li Zhiteng couldn't hold it back for a long time, and when he heard Yang Feng greet, he didn't even wear boxing gloves, and came over to split his head and cover his face with a combination of punches, and Liu Ziguang's face was hit his head, chest, and abdomen.

Bang bang dozens of punches, each punch is a ruthless hand, even a strong man like Li Zhiteng is a little unbearable, beating people is a strength job, you can't be a little fake, otherwise it won't work.

Li Zhiteng panted and closed his fist and spat at the corner of the wall: "! The bones of this thing are so hard, my hands are so painful! ”

At this time, Liu Ziguang raised his head again, with a trace of blood-red viscous liquid hanging from the corner of his mouth, spit it out, and said disdainfully: "It's a little interesting, but Lao Tzu hasn't enjoyed it yet, why are your legs weak, come again!" ”

Li Zhiteng was furious, ashamed and indignant, how could the number one macho man in the riot brigade stand such an insult, he took off the rubber stick from the wall and said: "Malegbi, I don't believe that he can't be killed!" Just beat it to death, and throw it downstairs and say that he committed suicide in fear of crime. ”

The rest of the young people all said yes, only Yang Feng objected: "No, his case is relatively special, the municipal party committee knows it, and it's not good to make a big fuss." ”

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and Li Zhiteng went over to open the door to see that it was the man in civilian clothes just now: "Yangzi, Lizi, you are quiet, you can hear it in the corridor, and it is like beating a drum." Hurry up and forget it, the pre-trial is waiting over there. ”

"Third brother, I know, you're busy with yours, don't forget to be brilliant at night, see you or leave." Yang Feng said politely, and after sending the so-called third brother out, he said to the guys of the anti-riot team: "Cheap them today, let's go!" ”

The two young men put Liu Ziguang down, scolded and followed Yang Feng and Li Zhiteng away, until they walked downstairs, Yang Feng covered his right hand and whispered in pain: "Malegebi, my hands are swollen!" ”

……

Two policemen walked in with folders and record books, talking and laughing, and Liu Ziguang, who didn't look at the bloodstains on his face, each found a chair to sit down, and the older one of them pointed to the chair in the middle of the room and shouted majestically: "Sit down!" ”

Liu Ziguang turned around, showed his handcuffs and said, "It's too tight, can you loosen it." ”

The handcuffs are very tight, and they have been strangled into the flesh of the wrist area, Liu Ziguang's two hands are slightly discolored, but there is still some distance from congestion and necrosis, the two policemen are old policemen, and they can't see this?

"Sit down, who let you speak!" Another majestic rebuke.

Liu Ziguang sat down as he said, took a deep breath, and calmed the anger in his heart, what is the public security organ here, for the sake of his parents and relatives, he must not mess around, otherwise he would have been mad just now and killed those boys.

"Name, place of origin, place of work, home address." The policeman asked, looking down to record.

Liu Ziguang answered one by one, filled in the basic information, and the police asked, "What did you do this morning?" Let's talk about it. ”

"I rescued a few abducted children, and the specific process is on TV and on the Internet, you can watch it yourself." Liu Ziguang replied.

"Now I want you to say it yourself!" The policeman slammed the pen on the table.

Liu Ziguang had no choice but to tell what happened in the morning, and the police recorded it while listening: "Well, the bicycle that was robbed, it's good,...... Wait, you just said, drag that person out of the car, with such a fast speed, you drag him out, don't you know that there will be danger? ”

"I was on the roof of the car at the time, and I could throw it off at any time, which was even more dangerous." Liu Ziguang argued.

"I'll just ask you if you know, don't say anything else!"

"Yes!"

"Later, you led people to beat up the suspect who had lost the ability to resist, is it a fact?"

"Officer, I want to smoke a cigarette."

The recorded policeman slammed the pen on the table again: "Be honest! ”

With a bang, Liu Ziguang threw the handcuffs on the table, moved his wrists and stood up, one of them held a small stick made of one-yuan banknotes in one of his hands, walked to the table in the stunned eyes of the two policemen, picked up the cigarette case and threw a cigarette to his mouth, and grabbed a lighter and lit it.

He took a deep puff and sprayed the smoke into the faces of the two policemen: "I'm done answering, now I want to go home and sleep." ”

The policeman stood up angrily: "Rampant! Your actions are already suspected of violating the law! ”

Another policeman calmed down, pushed the transcript to Liu Ziguang, and said, "Look, sign your name on the back, and put a fingerprint on your name in the record." ”

Liu Ziguang pushed the transcript back: "You induce confession, so I won't sign it." ”

The two policemen were really angry this time, but they were old police officers, not hairy boys like Yang Feng who couldn't bear their temper, and they knew how to deal with Liu Ziguang's stinky and hard pit stones.

"You can't evade the handling without signing, you are criminally detained on suspicion of murder!"

……

At this time, it was already evening, Liu Ziguang was escorted into a police van, and the rear seats of the Chang'an Star were modified and welded with iron fences, which were very suitable for escorting prisoners.

On the balcony on the third floor, Yang Feng rubbed his right hand coated with bone-beating wine, turned his face and asked, "Li Zi, have you called your friend in the detention center?" ”

Li Zhiteng wiped his right hand with safflower oil, and replied with a cruel smile: "I've beaten it, don't you worry about Xiaoyong's business, it's definitely enough for that kid to drink a pot." ”

……

The detention center of the Public Security Bureau is located in Taolin Town on the outskirts of the city, and it is already night when it is opened, the black lights are blinding, the power grid is pulled on the tall cement wall, a big black iron door is like a monster's bloody mouth, and there is a small door for personnel to enter and exit below.

The police car stopped, a policeman came down to hand over the documents, and then the small door opened, Liu Ziguang was escorted in, the policeman in charge of receiving was a two-cent-one, third-level police inspector, he looked at the documents, and looked Liu Ziguang up and down, just about to speak, a young policeman came over next to him, and said in his ear, and the third-level police inspector said: "Okay, you can arrange it." ”

The little policeman is not tall, but extremely stout, walking with his shoulders swaying, looking particularly horizontal, he led Liu Ziguang to walk inside, through the long passage, came to a cell door, took out the key to open the iron door, under the illumination of the 30-watt bulb in the corridor, you can see that there is a row of cement shops, lying in the black pressure of a piece of people, hearing the movement of the door, no one looks this way.

"Four joys! New inmates, take good care! After the little policeman finished speaking, he pushed Liu Ziguang into the horn and closed the iron door with a clatter.

As soon as the police left, the prisoners who were originally pretending to be sleeping on the bunks all jumped up and looked at Liu Ziguang like a rare thing, all with hideous faces, and they were by no means good.

A stubby man who was in the position of the door, sat up leisurely, there was not much space in the number, he occupied the position of at least three people by himself, it seemed that he was the boss here.

"What's the name of the newcomer? Where's the mix? What did you do? The Boss asked.

The rest of the prisoners also asked:

"New here, do you have any cigarettes on you?"

"Is there any money?"

"Why are you still standing, fuck you! Do you know the rules, squat! ”

Liu Ziguang pretended to be very scared and squatted down, and asked pitifully: "My name is Liu Ziguang, I am a security guard, and I accidentally injured someone to come in, big brother, where do I sleep?" ”

The stubby man yelled: "Fuck you! Come in for the first time, and shout a report before you speak. Then he turned his head and smiled at the prisoners: "This thing is a chick, I don't understand the rules at all, and the brothers can play casually." ”

Before he finished speaking, he was dragged off the bunk by Liu Ziguang's neck, kicked it directly out of the small stomach, and flew into the dung trough in the deepest part of the number.

Then Liu Ziguang made a move that stunned all the prisoners, threw himself next to the iron door and pinched his throat and shouted hoarsely: "Cadre, help!" Hit someone! ”

The only thing that answered him was the sound of the iron door slamming shut outside.

Liu Ziguang turned around, looked at a group of stunned scumbags, and smiled maliciously.

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