881 Peerless
Night.
The flight arrived on Hong Kong Island.
Three police cars were already parked at the airport gate.
Li Shaoze and Superintendent Zhang walked in front, and the police officers of the Interpol Department escorted the criminals behind them.
When the group arrived at the waiting police car, a police officer immediately opened the car door and stretched out his hand to get into the car first.
After Li Shaoze glanced down at his watch, he shook his head and said, "It's too late, you guys go back to the General Administration first, and I'll go home directly." β
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"Thank you for your help along the way."
"Without your help, I wouldn't have solved this matter so easily." Superintendent Zhang stood up and saluted at this time, and thanked Sir Li very formally.
Li Shaoze didn't show any serious appearance, waved his hand very casually, and said with a picture of his own person, unceremoniously speaking: "No thanks." β
"What's your case, my case, after all, this is our case."
"What? Our case! Superintendent Zhang froze in place, not understanding the meaning for a moment.
Li Shaoze frowned slightly, looking a little displeased.
Superintendent Zhang immediately understood, stretched out his hand and shook hands with the chief: "Yes, yes, our case." β
"In this case, our Interpol Department will jointly handle the case with the Criminal Department, and fortunately, Chief Li is sorry."
"Hmm."
Li Shaoze nodded with satisfaction, patted him on the shoulder and said, "After pulling Li Wen back to the General Administration, I will be interrogated directly overnight, and I will go to the Interpol Department tomorrow morning to read the report." β
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"It's a good thing."
Li Shaoze finally explained, walked to the passage in front of him to stop the car, and took a taxi home.
Superintendent Zhang watched the chief leave, and then he got into the police car and escorted Li Wen back to the General Headquarters.
The Interpol Department has followed up on this case for many years, and now all the backbone of the "painter" group has died, leaving only the leader "painter" at large, and the only living Li Wen is in the hands of the police. Judging from past experience, the current case is only a stone's throw away.
I believe that the psychological defense line of the criminal will soon be broken, and if he gets the identity of the real "painter", he can arrest the "painter" and announce the cracking of the case.
At this time, Li Shaoze said that he wanted to handle the case together, and it was clear that he was going to pick peaches and share the credit with the Interpol Department. It's just that the picking is relatively scaled, and the whole case is not directly snatched.
But even so, if it were another person, it would be impossible for the Interpol Department to jointly handle the case with him. is also Li Sir's face, and everyone is willing to sell Li sir a face. And in the matter of bringing Li Wen back, Li Sir also made a contribution, but it is not a credit for nothing.
Next, with Li Sir continuing to follow up on the case, if something troubles happen, Li Sir can also help settle it.
Superintendent Zhang knew that no matter what, this account would not be lost. It's a pity that he is not as lucky as Li Sir and can take a taxi home to sleep.
After escorting the criminals all the way to the police station, Superintendent Zhang hurriedly brewed a cup of coffee, stayed up late with the police officers, and brought Li Wen to the interrogation room for interrogation.
Huh.
Li Sir has plucked his hair, and he really deserves his reputation.
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The next day.
Morning.
Li Shaoze returned to the Criminal Department first, and according to the usual practice, ate Ah Xian's loving breakfast.
Next, he walked out of the door to the elevator and went to Interpol's office on the ninth floor.
"Sir Li, good morning."
As soon as Li Shaoze came to the office area, he bumped into Superintendent Zhang, who had just come out of the pantry.
"Early."
After the two said hello, they walked together to the interrogation room inside. Li Shaoze asked as he walked: "Sir Zhang, how was the interrogation last night, did Li ask if he spoke?" β
Superintendent Zhang shook his head in distress and said, "No." β
"As soon as you leave, Li Wen will hammer the wall like crazy, and we won't talk no matter how we ask."
"Oh?" Li Shaoze's tone was a little suspicious, but he didn't expect that Interpol would not be able to cure a criminal now.
The two walked to the observation room together and looked at Li Wen in the interrogation room through the glass. I saw Li Wen wearing a white shirt as usual, lying on the table with both faces blank, and two police officers had been sitting opposite each other staring at his situation.
Superintendent Zhang picked up a walkie-talkie and said to the police officers inside: "Xiao Shu, try him!" β
A police officer opposite Li Wen received the news, stood up and tapped his fingers on the table, and shouted, "Li Wen! Have you slept enough! β
"As long as you say where the 'painter' is, we'll let you sleep enough!"
Li Wen slowly raised his head, leaned on the back of the chair and wailed: "I can't say it, I can't say it, I will die if I say it...... It's going to die...... We're all going to die! β
From Li Wen's frightened eyes and trembling body, it can be seen that his fear of "painter" has reached a peak.
But what do you mean to die? Is there such a kind of painter!
Hehe, it seems that the painter's prestige in the entire group is very deep, and he once gave Li Wen a terrible impression. He was more afraid of being retaliated against by the painter than he was in prison.
"This guy has a mental problem." Superintendent Zhang pointed his finger at his head and asked aloud: "Sir Li, do you want to call a psychologist to take a look." β
"No, I've studied psychology."
"I'll go in and have a look."
Li Shaoze shook his head, turned around and walked out of the observation room, pushing open the iron door of the interrogation room.
"Sir Lee."
The two officers looked back and quickly stood up and saluted.
Li Shaoze nodded at them, didn't say much nonsense, directly pulled out a chair and sat opposite Li Wen and asked, "Say it!" Tell us everything you know about painters, how you joined their team, or where painters are. β
"As long as you say it, I guarantee that you are okay, and if you don't say anything, I guarantee that you will be worse than if you fall into the hands of the painter!"
Li Sir's voice is not loud, but his bearing is very terrifying.
He had just used his mind-reading ability in the interrogation room to read two words from Li Wen's heart: "Afraid!" β
In order for Li Wen to tell the information about the "painter", someone had to show up who scared him even more.
Li is not talented, and he is very good at intimidation.
There is almost no need for too many words, as long as the momentum is revealed, and with his reputation, it is enough to scare people.
Sure enough, at this time, Li Wen began to fall silent, no longer crazy, and after a short thought, he raised his head and said: "I don't know where the painter is, after the exchange of fire in the hotel that day, the painter escaped. β
"I can tell you the artist's information and help you make the picture, but I have one condition."
"I'm going to get out of here on bail."
Ooh.
Isn't this going crazy?
Dead on the street, don't you look down on me!
Superintendent Zhang stood in the interrogation room and cursed secretly, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and prepared to call the psychological counselor of the police force to come and do a psychological profile for the "painter".
This psychological profile is an advanced method that Interpol learned from Europe and the United States.
I've tried it a few times before and the results are pretty good.
And it's all done with the Force's psychological consultants. It's really miserable to think about the psychology consultant, not only to do counseling, but sometimes to be arrested to assist in handling cases.
If you want to work as a psychological consultant in the police force, you can't do it without a few brushes.
Interrogation room.
Li Shaoze leaned back in the chair, cocked Erlang's legs, looked at the opposite side with a little playfulness and smiled: "If you want to be released on bail, you need a guarantor with identity, you don't want me to be a guarantor, right?" β
"To be honest, as long as you catch the painter, I can actually promise to vouch for you."
"If you can catch the painter!"
Unexpectedly, Li Wen shook his head and said, "I want to see Ruan Wen, and Ruan Wen can guarantee me." β
"Nguyen Van Van ?"
"The hostage you kidnapped?"
Li Shaoze was stunned for a moment, and then the iron door behind him was pushed open.
Li Xin'er wore a long black dress, walked into the interrogation room with a drawing board, and slowly came to sit down next to Li Sir.
"Ruan Wen is the most well-known abstract female painter in the world, and she has a good reputation in the world, and she held an exhibition on Hong Kong Island last year."
I saw her sorting out the tools in her hands, and while explaining, she looked at Li Wen opposite.
Obviously, she is the current psychological adviser of the Force and a profiler.
Li Shaoze was not surprised by Li Xin'er's arrival, because he knew that Li Xin'er had always served in the police force.
And in the past ten years, the two have had many opportunities to meet. Li Xin'er also fell in love with Liu Jianming once, but she also died, and in the end they all became memories of youth, and they were all fine after playing.
Now Li Xin'er is not badly maintained, and her appearance is still gentle and lovely, but she has an extra mature woman's atmosphere. has married a wealthy businessman on Hong Kong Island and has become a veritable beautiful young woman.
Of course, she also went from her original master's degree to her current doctor of psychology at HKU. also got the title of associate professor and gave Li sir a few classes......
Li Shaoze nodded at her, his eyes were kind, but he didn't say anything about the teacher.
Now that even the psychological profiler has arrived, Li Sir stopped talking nonsense, and directly nodded and agreed: "No problem, as long as we catch the painter, let Ruan Wen guarantee your parole." β
"And I promise you that as long as the painter is convicted, we will not prosecute you."
"After all, according to the information, you are also forced to be a thief......"
Li Wen sat opposite, let out a long breath, unloaded his burden and said, "I want to see Nguyen Wen first!" β
Bang!
Li Shaoze slapped it on the iron table, glanced at him fiercely, and then walked to the camera and turned off the camera in the interrogation room with his hand.
Treat people like Li Wen with absolute gentleness.
After turning off the camera, he walked in front of Li Xin'er and said, "Professor Li, let's go out for a cup of coffee and chat first, and then wait until Miss Ruan Wen comes." β
"Okay." Li Xin'er nodded happily, put down the pencil in her hand, and left the interrogation room behind Chief Li.
Before Li Shaoze closed the door, he turned his head to the two guys inside and ordered, "Treat Mr. Li well, and I'll help him call Miss Ruan." β
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The two guys got up and knew what to do.
Li Shaoze snapped and locked the iron door, just as he bumped into Superintendent Zhang, who was walking towards him: "Check what Ruan Wen has to do with Li Wen, and after confirming that there is no problem, call Ruan Wen again and invite her to the police force." β
"Understood."
Superintendent Zhang nodded very readily in agreement, turned around and left.
Huh?
Didn't he just arrive, why did he have to leave again!
Superintendent Zhang turned his head and felt a little uncomfortable.
Li Shaoze walked into the pantry with Li Xin'er, poured her a cup of coffee and said, "Professor Li, thank you for your help this time." β
"Sir Li, you're welcome." Li Xin'er smiled politely, and she didn't really want to deal with Li Shaoze in her heart. Because she watched Li Shaoze come up little by little, even the teacher died in the hands of the other party, so she knew how dangerous this person was. The two are purely ceremonial social, and there is no real friendship.
(End of chapter)