The sound exploded in the interrogation room like a muffled thunder.

Specially, he rushed in at a critical moment, but suddenly Jiang Zhen felt that this voice seemed to be heard somewhere.

Soon, he came to his senses, and the voice seemed to be that of Director Kanglin.

So, the baton he was wielding stopped in mid-air and quickly changed to a smiling face.

"Director, I'm trying prisoners, what instructions do you have?"

"Jiang Zhen, you really want to go to heaven, what are you doing wielding a baton?"

"I ......"

"Who went out of his way to torture you to extract a confession? Are you unorganized and undisciplined? Don't you know that Teacher Xia is a public figure? If this hurts Teacher Xia, can you bear this responsibility? Do you still have the ethics of a people's policeman? If you don't want to fuck me, you will turn against the sky. ”

Jiang Zhen was suddenly stunned, and looked at Kang Lin in surprise.

I'll wipe it, Director, didn't you tell me to clean up this kid? Didn't you tell me to make the case a death case?

In the blink of an eye, how have you changed?

You can't have a fever that burns out your brain.

What is torture?

If a prisoner comes in and is not tortured to extract a confession, who will honestly confess? Won't they all have to clean up before they can confess?

Xia Xing is a public figure, you didn't say that just now.

My brother, what do you mean?

What else is the conduct of the police?

Didn't you say that after you handled this case, you would give me a deputy director?

Compared with ethics, it is clear that the position of deputy director is more valuable.

"Director, I just scared and scared him, I didn't do it. Jiang Zhen said with a confused expression.

"That's right, Director, we really didn't do anything, but he just kicked me and attacked the police. The young policeman also testified on the side.

"Why are you farting, Teacher Xia is sitting in the interrogation chair, how can you attack the police?"

Listening to the director's words, Jiang Zhen was about to cry.

What the hell is going on, you have amnesia, forgetting all about it?

At this moment, suddenly there was a big chaos outside.

"You are not allowed to come in. ”

But the crowd outside rushed in anyway.

I saw that so many reporters who didn't know where they came from picked up their cameras when they saw this scene.

"No photography!"

Jiang Zhen hurriedly said with a baton in his hand.

However, at this time, there were already reporters asking questions.

"This police officer, you are holding a baton in your hand, are you preparing to torture to extract a confession?"

"I, I didn't!"

"Comrade policeman, I heard that this is just a public security case, and it is still inconclusive whether Xia Xing is guilty or not, is it reasonable for you to handcuff him to the interrogation chair?"

"I heard that Xu Guang, who was beaten, has a very good background at home, will there be any shady scenes here?"

Listening to this series of questions, Jiang Zhen and Kang Lin were stupid.

Kang Lin hurriedly stood up and said: "Everyone, I am Kang Lin, the director of the sub-bureau, our public security organs will definitely enforce the law impartially, if there is favoritism and fraud, then it will be a stain on the great profession of the police, and today's matter, our police department will definitely investigate it strictly." ”

Saying that, Kang Lin came to Xia Xing's side, and said in a righteous and awe-inspiring manner: "Teacher Xia, if you are treated unfairly in the process of handling our case, just tell me, I will definitely deal with the case handler seriously." ”

Xia Xing didn't speak, and looked at Kang Lin with interest.

Pretend, you continue to pretend, but you personally led someone to arrest me back at that time, and now you are pretending to be a good person?

Although Kang Lin also helped him just now, the reason why Kang Lin changed one hundred and eighty degrees must be that someone came forward to protect himself.

So Xia Xing naturally won't appreciate it.

"Teacher Xia, can you tell us what kind of injustice you have suffered?"

"Yes, Mr. Xia, did they torture you to extract a confession?"

Xia Xing shook the handcuffs on his wrist at this time, pondered for a moment and suddenly chanted a poem: "Thousands of hammers are chiseled out of the deep mountains, and the fire burns like waiting." Don't be afraid of broken bones, you have to leave your innocence in the world. ”

It turned out to be a poem!

Everyone froze.

Although it was only a few short lines of poetry, it made everyone's blood boil.

This poem is a poem "Lime Yin" made by Yu Qian, a famous minister of the Ming Dynasty in the previous life.

You are embarrassed, you arrested me in front of the audience, and you even tortured me to extract a confession?

Is it really Lao Tzu made of mud?

Since you are unkind, then don't blame me for being unjust.

After Xia Xing finished reading the poem, there was silence in the interrogation room.

Jiang Zhen, Kang Lin, and other policemen and reporters were all shocked by Xia Xing's poem.

Especially just now, Xia Xing adjusted the charm value of his voice to the maximum, and the touch and infection brought by this poem were infinitely amplified.

Listening to this poem, everyone was intoxicated, and even felt moved.

Even some policewomen and journalists were moved to tears.

The fire burns, the bones are broken, even if you have suffered so many grievances, you still have to leave your innocence in the world, what kind of integrity is this!

Many reporters have written down this poem in their notebooks.

A reporter asked, "Mr. Xia, what is the name of this poem?"

"Lime Moan"!

Teacher Xia actually compared himself to lime, what kind of insult and grievance did he have to write such desperate and dignified poems.

Many reporters took pictures of Xia Xing, especially Xia Xing was handcuffed to the interrogation chair, and Jiang Zhen stood beside Xia Xing in a daze, which was even more appropriate.

Xia Xing's face was resolute, and he said to everyone: "Don't worry, even if they put shackles on me, even if they raise the leather whip high, I will not lower my head high.

Listening to Xia Xing's lofty verses, everyone was silent at first, and then they were all shocked again by the few words Xia Xing said.

Although Xia Xing's second poem is not a poem, it is also a classic.

Those reporters recorded the classic words that Xia Xing had just said again.

However, Kang Lin and Jiang Zhen were all dumbfounded.

This Xia Xing is so bad, they never dreamed that this kid is not only powerful, but also so awesome in writing poetry.

We just put handcuffs on you, when did you put shackles on you, leather whip, what kind of society, how can there be a leather whip in the police station, and I smile at the sky from the horizontal knife, to leave the liver and gallbladder two Kunlun, who has not died since ancient times, and left Dan to take care of the sweat.

Who let you die? You're just beating someone, who dares to want you to die!

Kang Lin's face turned pale, and he hurriedly said: "Don't mess with your hair, it's not what he said in his poem." ”

But those reporters didn't care about this, and it took a lot of effort to get them out.

Kang Lin gasped and said to Xia Xing: "Teacher Xia, you have made us miserable this time. ”

"What did I do to you? I'm just writing a few poems. ”

It's just a few poems? Are you a poem? It's just a knife that kills people without seeing blood!

(End of chapter)