There was only a small lamp in the dark room, and everyone seemed a little hazy in the dim environment.

No one spoke, the assistant glanced at Peng Yixing and then at Yang Zhengxiang, his eyes kept wandering around the two of them, he didn't know it didn't mean that he couldn't guess, people who can be assistants, at least their minds are smart.

Peng Yixing hugged his arms and smiled and didn't speak, he knew what the police thought, but he was not afraid, he knew the police, as long as the other party had no evidence, there was nothing he could do, and he was very confident that he didn't leave evidence.

Just like the criminal psychology says, the reason why he returned to Junhao to open a house is to return to the crime scene and watch his 'works' and the police fight wits and courage in the air, and he enjoys this feeling.

Although after Wang Yaozu's adjustment, he no longer feels that he is 'alive' from killing, but he can no longer suppress the devil in his heart after being opened to a new world, he likes challenges and looks forward to challenges.

As time passed, Yang Zhengxiang's head gradually sweated, and he knew that the police had identified the murderer!

He couldn't think of how the police confirmed Peng Yixing, in Yang Zhengxiang's opinion, this was completely unreasonable, Peng Yixing and Zheng Zhenwen were two people who were not on the same side, how could the police find the target so quickly.

"What's going on, Ah Yi, you haven't burned a lot of guns lately." Yang Zhengxiang opened the conversation, and he didn't know whether he wanted to divert the attention of the police, or to relax himself, or to confirm how much information the police had.

But there is one thing, as long as Peng Yixing speaks, then he will be finished, he is worth tens of millions of dollars, he eats delicacies from the mountains and seas, and plays with stars from all walks of life, he doesn't want to go to prison at all, the richer he is, the more afraid he is.

Peng Yixing didn't speak.

"Ah Yi, what are they doing with you?"

Peng Yixing doesn't speak, he says more and is more wrong, less wrong and less wrong, and it's not bad if he doesn't say it.

Yang Zhengxiang took out a cigarette and lit it, "What do you suspect of you, kill someone?" ”

"You're a master shooter, not a master murderer, what did the police do?" Yang Zhengxiang showed a 'disdainful' smile on his face, and his eyes subconsciously glanced at the camera and quickly left.

Peng Yixing looked at Yang Zhengxiang like he was looking at a fool, he couldn't answer anything, and if he did, there would be flaws.

Huang Zhicheng had a proud smile on the corner of his mouth, and all eight of his men were staring at the TV screen outside.

"In this case, everyone who can shoot will be caught, it's not about catching hundreds of people, ha, hahaha, isn't it." He took a big puff of cigarette, finished one in a few strokes, and pressed it out in the ashtray, then closed his mouth tightly, and his fingers kept tapping on the table.

"They don't look like complicit." 'Woo' spoke again.

Huang Zhicheng raised his eyelids and swept them, "If you say that, then it seems that the two of them must be complicit!" ”

Praise: "......"

Feel offended!

One minute, five minutes, twenty minutes......

Yang Zhengxiang became more and more anxious, he could only use non-stop smoking to relieve his mood, after smoking three in a row, he tugged on his tie fiercely, stood up and looked at Peng Yixing, who was still motionless, "Do you want to find a lawyer, the pen and paper come out, I'll give you a call." ”

"There is no pen and paper, then you write it down, remember, 90645213, remember it, you repeat the phone number I said."

Peng Yixing quietly watched the fool perform alone.

"Forget it, forget it, I'll let him come to you directly after I arrange it!" Walking around the house anxiously, Yang Zhengxiang gasped for breath, "I haven't seen each other for a few months, has your phone number changed, I shouldn't have your phone number, you ......"

Yang Zhengxiang gasped for a while, he also felt that he was too eager, walked to Peng Yixing's side, patted his arm, "Forget it......"

"Forget it, I think you just changed people's guns, it's a legitimate business, you haven't killed anyone, and they don't have any physical evidence, don't you say!" Yang Zhengxiang laughed and said: "If there was enough evidence, I would have crucified you a long time ago, didn't I!" Where will it take you in circles. ”

He kept saying yes or no, in anticipation of confirmation.

"Do you think they are really some kind of detective, intuitively, find your gun!" With a smile, Yang Zhengxiang continued to do it again, crossing Erlang's legs, looking very 'relaxed'!

Outside, in front of the monitoring screen, Huang Zhicheng glanced at him, "See, it's the person he killed!" ”

Praise: Sure enough, I still have a role.

On the screen, Peng Yixing finally couldn't help laughing when he heard that they were waiting for them to find your gun, and while laughing, he kept clapping, his eyes looked at the camera, as if he was on the same page as Huang Zhicheng and the others outside, "Okay, good, good!" ”

Yang Zhengxiang's assistant also understood, reached out and patted the boss's shoulder, and handed over an (well done) comforting look.

The door was opened, and Huang Zhicheng walked in and stood behind Peng Yixing.

Peng Yixing finally stopped laughing, and looked at Yang Zhengxiang viciously, "Don't you have a lot to say?" ”

"What did I say wrong!" Yang Zhengxiang glanced at the assistant, who reached out again and patted him on the shoulder.

"Go on!" With that, Peng Yixing stood up, turned around and left.

……

On the other side, Azu was in the forensic department, taking 16 guns found from Peng Yixing's girlfriend's house to do tests one by one, "pop", "pop", "pop", "pop......

"1.75 joules."

"1.75 joules."

"It's still 1.75 joules."

"It's all tested, and there's no problem at all."

Azu pinched the hem and looked at the modified guns and lead bullet beads on the table, picked it up and turned it upside down, "Try again with these lead bullets." ”

……

In the No. 7 interrogation room again, Huang Zhicheng and Peng Yixing sat opposite each other.

It's not the looks, it's not the looks, it's not the looks, it's the momentum.

"We already know that you did it, as the old saying goes, if you don't know, you can't do it unless you don't know."

"Once you know the results, the reversing process will be much easier."

"You know you don't have a chance to surpass Miao Zhishun, so you want to win outside the circle." Huang Zhicheng stared at Peng Yixing with goldfish-like eyes.

"Miao Zhishun!?" Peng Yixing hugged his shoulders and tilted his head and smiled: "He? Since that day at the gun club, he didn't shoot Lao Yu, not because they were colleagues, but because he didn't have the guts, he was a champion, but he was only a champion of paper target shooters. ”

"You've ever killed someone? Do you know the difference between shooting a paper target and hitting a real person? ”

"When a bullet hits a human body, when blood bursts out, it's two senses!"

"From that day on, I really knew that guns, from the day they were invented, were meant to kill!"

"Guns don't kill, people kill!" Huang Zhicheng slapped his palm on the table.

"Huh." Peng Yixing turned his face disdainfully, and he didn't bother to look at Huang Zhicheng, "You don't need to tell me about the big truth that guns are used to save people, people invent guns to kill people, and this has been proved by tens of millions of people who died in wars, and tens of millions of Indians." ”

"Zheng Zhenwen was killed by you!"

"I'm sorry Zheng Zhenwen didn't die."

"You killed 7 bodyguards too!"

"Sorry, it's been too long, I can't remember!"

"What does it feel like to kill someone?"

"You want to know, I'm afraid you're addicted!" An evil smile appeared on Peng Yixing's sunny face, full of a strong sense of impact.

"We found a lot of guns in your house."

"Don't tell me the police can't tell the difference between an airsoft gun and a real gun!"

"I want to tell you that we're not going to let go of any leads."

"I wish you success!"

"Okay, I still have to go next door to talk to Guo Liyi, I forgot to tell you that she recognized all the air guns found today as her own, so we invited her back." Huang Zhicheng stared at Peng Yixing, wanting to use his girlfriend to interfere with his state of mind.

Peng Yixing raised his watch and looked at it, "There are still three hours before you have to let me go, but I won't go!" ”

"I'm going to wait for Liyi."

"Help me buy a breakfast, thank you!"

glared fiercely at Peng Yixing, who was still personable, Huang Zhicheng turned his head and left.