"Third, is there anything else you can do but believe me?"

Zhang Shouzheng swallowed and foamed, paused, and said, "Okay, I said, I hope Chief Lin can keep his promise." ”

As soon as he shouted "Chief Lin", Lin Chuang smiled: "That's right, I have no grudge against you, and I don't want to get involved in those messy battles, just on the matter, why do you want to treat me as your enemy?" ”

"Yes, it's wrong." Zhang Shouzheng bowed his head and said.

"Say, tell all the pain in your heart, and if you hold it in your heart, you will get sick." Lin Chuang persuaded.

Facts have proved that Zhang Shouzheng's so-called "coldness" and "horizontality" are actually shields that he deliberately erected on the outside to cover his inner pain, hatred, and inferiority.

Lin Chuang smashed his shield, Zhang Shouzheng's dignity was swept away, and the secrets and pains hidden in his heart were leaked for thousands of miles, and he couldn't hold it anymore.

Zhang Shouzheng opened the door of his heart and brought together the pain and hatred that he had accumulated in his chest for many years, and finally shed tears.

What he confessed was exactly the same as what Lin Chuang inferred.

Pang Yiping was worried about his future, and after confessing to him, he immediately realized that this was a good opportunity to get rid of Liu Dexiang and eliminate the evidence of adultery between the two, so he took the opportunity to kill Liu Dexiang and the stranger.

After Zhang Shouzheng drew his confession, Lin Chuang ordered someone to send him back to the cell.

"Team Leader Lin, admire, I only heard that you were very heavy when you tried the prisoner, but I didn't expect that there was no execution today, and the case was tried with just one mouth, admiration and admiration." Pan Huilai gave a thumbs up and praised it.

Gao Yang, who knew his style of trial well, cast an admiring gaze.

"Don't praise me, Zhang Shouzheng won the two of them, but No. 43 didn't speak. This guy is really tough. Lin Chuang shook his head and said.

"The underground party can't live with ordinary people. If you pry open the mouths of these two people, it doesn't matter if you want other people's confessions or not. Pan will say.

"For the time being, I'll go back first, Lao Pan, still like that, try not to abuse those two people. Although Liu Dexiang is not guilty of death, after all, he participated in the robbery of prison and can be regarded as a guilty person. Although Zhang Shouzheng killed him to vent his personal anger, it was not a big crime. I estimate that the two of them will be released soon, and Deputy Director Shi's face will still have to be taken care of. Lin Chuangdao.

"Know, be a man and leave a line, and see each other in the future." Pan Huilai nodded and said.

Declined Pan Hui's invitation to come to dinner, and told Ji Lao Liu that they go back first, Lin Chuang drove out of Sheepskin Lane and came to Tongjimen Street.

The blacksmith shop is easy to find, and you can find it by following the sound of "ding bells".

Lin Chuang pulled the car aside and walked into the blacksmith shop.

When the two shirtless men saw Lin Chuang, they hurriedly stopped what they were doing: "Sir, what are you buying?" ”

"I'm looking for Lao Pai, you go and find him." Lin Chuang replied.

It's just that I'm sure these two are not Lao Pao, because Lin Chuang judged that Lao Pao, as a black market figure who dumped guns, and can hook up with the Firearms Department of the Police Department, must be a small person, definitely not a coolie man, this blacksmith shop is at most a contact point for him.

Put the contact point in the blacksmith shop, it can be seen that the old man is relatively low-key and delicate.

"Looking for an old pickpocket? Who are you? We don't know any old chops. The man who made the little hammer said vigilantly.

Lin Chuang took out a cigarette, picked up an iron tong, went to the stove and sandwiched a piece of charcoal, leaned up and lit the cigarette, spit out a puff of smoke, and said, "Don't be nervous, since I came here to find Lao Jiao, I naturally got the guidance of a wise man." You just have to tell Lao Pao that it was the old Tang of the police station, and Tang Chuan introduced me, and I can't see him. ”

"Okay, you wait." As soon as the man heard Tang Chuan's name, he put down the hammer in his hand and walked out of the door.

After a while, a person came in at the door with a cigarette in his mouth, looking Lin Chuang up and down with slanted eyes.

"Hey, you're looking for me? What is your name? What's the matter with me? The man asked.

"Are you an old pickpocket? Why don't I look like it? Lin Chuang asked.

"I'm just an old pickpocket, just tell me anything." The man said impatiently.

"You're not an old pickpocket, bring me an old pickpocket." Lin Chuang said coldly.

"Why am I not an old pickpocket? Have you seen him? The man asked.

"I haven't seen Lao Pai, but I'm sure you definitely aren't. First, Lao Pao can make his business bigger and bigger for a long time, and he is obviously a long-sleeved person who is good at dancing, you don't understand this, in other words, he should be a very good talker. And you're a gangster, and you're not a good person at first glance. If he had been like you, he would have been arrested many times earlier. Second, when you come up and ask my name and surname, you obviously don't understand the rules, can Lao Pai be such a person who doesn't understand the rules? If you are an old pickpocket, just this sentence, Lao Tzu will turn his head and leave. You know why? Because it's too dangerous to do business with you, it's not safe. Lin Chuang said unceremoniously.

"Hahaha......, good, really good eyesight. This gentleman, the old man is so polite. As soon as Lin Chuang's voice fell, another person came in from outside the door, with a smile on his face, and he waved at Lin Chuang's voice while talking.

"You're Mr. Pickpocket?" Lin Chuang saw that this person was of medium stature, his round face was full of smiles, and he looked like a master who poked and moved three times, so he asked.

"Don't dare to be Mr., Lao Pao is the villain's bandit." The old man replied.

As soon as Lin Chuang heard him call himself a villain, he knew that this guy had either called Lao Tang to confirm, or he had a poisonous eye and saw that his identity was extraordinary.

"It's a cautious person, that's right. Man, you're still a little tender. Lin Chuang believed eight points in his heart, and rushed to the man who came in first and said.

"This gentleman, talking inside." Lao Pao stretched out his hand and put Lin Chuang into the shop.

"I think of three short ones and one long one, the goods should be good, don't use some broken copper and iron to coax me."

Entering the shop, Lin Chuang said directly to Lao Pao.

"That's precious." Old Pickpocket.

"Let's talk about the price." Lin Chuangdao.

"Four small yellow croakers." Lao Pao said.

"Don't want fiat money?" Lin Chuang asked.

"Gold in troubled times." The old man replied.

Talent.

Lin Chuang gave him a simple answer, and he was sure that Lao Pao was a talent.

"Okay, deal. Then I have to inspect the goods first. Lin Chuang didn't talk nonsense, and agreed directly.

"Rejoice! Please come with me, sir. Lao Pao said, led Lin Chuang to the backyard, opened a locked room, and invited Lin Chuang in.

After entering the house, Lao Pao walked to several boxes, opened them one by one, and said to Lin Chuang: "Please take a look, sir." ”

Lin Chuang took a closer look, and hey, the name of Lao Pap really deserves its reputation, and there are all kinds of short guns and long guns.

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