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Wei Changfeng looked around, there were few pedestrians on the street, and no one paid attention to this place at all. He pulled the door open as fast as he could, and quickly slipped inside. Xiao Luoya, who was sitting in the co-pilot's seat, turned around and was about to speak, when Wei Changfeng waved his hand to stop him, "Zheng Sen, you didn't kill him, did you?" ”

"The stationmaster wants to live, how dare he let him die!" Zheng Sen, the little bucktooth, gritted his teeth and said: "However, in order to catch this madman, we spent the strength of our old nose and chased him for five streets before we caught him." The lowly position also gave him a bite. Wei Changfeng had already noticed the three bloody tooth marks on the back of his left hand.

"It would be very interesting if Madman Chen was really a communist, and it was the first time I had seen a communist who could bite people."

Wei Changfeng said with great interest: "Look at the Communist Party that will bite people." ”

In the entire Party General Bureau, Wei Changfeng is very special, he always thinks that the interrogation of prisoners should be based on the heart, so he rarely uses torture. Zheng Sen suffered a loss when he was chasing Chen, and he wanted to take the opportunity of interrogating him to avenge him, listening to Wei Changfeng's words, he wanted to interrogate Chenmadman in person, although he was unwilling, he didn't dare to say anything.

The car entered the Nanjing Station of the Party General Bureau. Wei Changfeng didn't even change his clothes, and went directly to the interrogation room. The interrogation room is located in the basement of the office building, and the exit is under 24-hour martial law, and no one is allowed to approach it without orders.

Because it was completely closed, Wei Changfeng, accompanied by Zheng Sen, had just entered the basement when he heard Chen's unique voice, beating the beat with his mouth, "Bamboo plank, bamboo plank." Ladies and gentlemen, listen to me: If the Communist Party wants to arrest it, what is it for me? Chairman Jiang issued an order to cut you bastards......"

Zheng Sen secretly glanced at Wei Changfeng, and saw that the corners of his mouth twitched twice inadvertently.

Zheng Senjiu followed Wei Changfeng, knowing that this was his habitual action before the attack.

Apparently, Chen's lyrics angered him. Zheng Sen couldn't wait to shake his hand and give himself two big mouths, why didn't he plug Madman Chen's mouth in advance.

Seeing that the corridor had come to an end, Wei Changfeng realized that it was no wonder that the voice of the madman Chen could spread throughout the basement, and the big iron door of the original interrogation room was open.

He sighed, turned his head to Zheng Sen and smiled: "Crazy Chen's mouth is not only biting, but he also sings well in Allegro, we are feasting our ears today." ”

The interrogation room was not large, and the three rooms were divided into two parts, the inner part was the inner part for the interrogation of prisoners, and the outer part was separated by a double-glazed window for outside people to watch.

The interrogation room was brightly lit, and as soon as Wei Changfeng walked into the interrogation room, he saw at a glance that Madman Chen was tightly tied to a wooden stake in the middle of the inner room. When he saw Wei Changfeng coming in, he shouted: "This sir, I really am not a communist, what are you arresting me for?" ”

"You fucking dare to be hard-mouthed. It's not the Communist Party, why are you running? In order to catch you, Lao Tzu was almost bitten off by you. ”

Zheng Sen approached the stake, shook his hand and wanted to give Chen Madman two big mouths, but was stopped by Wei Changfeng.

"Captain Zheng, people eat open food, you broke people's mouths, do we still have Allegro to listen to?" He motioned for Zheng Sen to untie Chen Ziliang and move him a chair.

Chen Ziliang was able to free the rope, and without waiting for Zheng Sen to move the chair over, he knelt down in front of Wei Changfeng and kowtowed vigorously, "Sir, you are my Qingtian master!" I'm just a player who asks for food on the allegro, so let me go. ”

"Mr. Chen, what are you doing here?" Wei Changfeng pulled Chen Ziliang to sit on a chair, and then he did not sit behind the interrogation table, but personally moved the chair over and sat face to face with Chen Ziliang.

"Mr. Chen, you are frightened today, take a squeeze to suppress the shock." Wei Changfeng took out his cigarette case and stretched it out to the opposite side. Chen Ziliang still looked panicked, "Sir, I can't even eat enough on weekdays, how can I smoke this thing." ”

"You can endure any kind of suffering, and in this regard, your Communist Party is indeed worthy of admiration." Wei Changfeng took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, Zheng Sen took out a lighter, and was about to light it, Wei Changfeng hesitated for a moment, and put the cigarette back into the cigarette case. "Since Mr. Chen doesn't know how to smoke, let's not let him take drugs with him."

"Sir, I'm really not a Communist Party......" Chen Ziliang followed and knelt down again.

"Mr. Chen, this is your fault." Wei Changfeng put up the cigarette case and said: "As the saying goes, 'a man has gold under his knees', not to mention that you are a Communist Party with firm beliefs." Wei Changfeng pulled up Chen Ziliang again, sat on the chair, and said with a heartfelt heart: "After all these years of working in the Central Union, I have arrested the Japanese, and I have also arrested a lot of the Communist Party, and in the end, there are a few people who can really see death as if they were in danger and are not afraid." Whether it is the Communist Party or the Kuomintang, in the final analysis, it is not a family, Mr. Chen, listen to my advice, don't carry it hard, we will definitely become friends in the future. ”

"Is the chief willing to make friends with someone like me?" Chen Ziliang was greatly moved and said, "You want to make friends with me, I don't dare to climb high, as long as the food is to your door in the future, and I don't let the dog bite me, I will be content." ”

From Chen Ziliang's words, Wei Changfeng saw hope, stretched his neck long, and almost touched Chen Ziliang's nose, "Since Mr. Chen said so, you are willing to confess!" Zheng Sen was surprised to persuade Chen Ziliang so easily, and hurriedly ran to the table to sit down, picked up the pen and prepared to record.

"The child has no mother, it's a long story." Chen Ziliang tried to recall the expression: "My ancestor is from Jining, Shandong, the family is too poor, and Zhao Dawei Zhao Zushi learned the allegro book, and in the future, my ancestors and ancestors have been singing allegro along the street for food for a career, and when it comes to my father's generation, three generations ......"

Zheng Sen began to remember very seriously, and at this time he couldn't help but say loudly: "Crazy Chen, don't talk about these useless things, hurry up and explain clearly how you joined the Communist Party, and if you arrive in Nanjing." ”

"Sir, don't be angry! My throat is smoking, get me some water to drink. Madman Chen smacked his lips and said.

I want water to drink now, and I should ask for food in a while. Zheng Sen was about to get angry, but Wei Changfeng glanced at him and said, "Mr. Chen is willing to become friends with us and go get a good cup of tea." ”

When the chief spoke, Zheng Sen didn't dare to slack off, threw down the pen in his hand angrily, and quickly came back with a cup of tea and put it at Chen Ziliang's feet. Chen Zihao seemed to be hungry and thirsty, picked up the teacup and poured it into his stomach as soon as he raised his neck, and suddenly with a "poof", a mouthful of hot tea was sprayed on Wei Changfeng's face.

"Dangchang", the teacup smashed on the ground.