The interrogation room is a tent set up temporarily, and the reason why it was chosen here is not only the bad taste of Qiqi's temporary intentions, but also because of the climate in Southeast Asia, and such supervision pending trial is a punishment.

Of course, in order to supply as soon as possible, I chose a poor mountain and bad water.

When the sixteen people were pushed out of the prison cell, the cold moisture sticked to the heavy shackles, and there were one chaotic and complicated exchange of sounds after another, and the faces of the sixteen people were gloomy and embarrassed.

was carried to the interrogation room by the bailiff, and I don't know which one took the lead and threw himself to the ground, crossed his legs, his face was sallow, where was the arrogance that he had a few days ago, but he looked like an old fritter who had been sitting in the class room for more than ten years.

The dozen or so people behind him also sat down on the muddy ground with him.

But it's true that a few of them are hungry.

Although they had to be given food for every meal in the prison cell, the number and amount of portions were not enough for sixteen people, and if they wanted to fill their stomachs, they would inevitably have to fight and fight, and the reason why these sixteen people were still tight-lipped was also due to the interests of these gangs, and in this way, of course, it was hoped that these chains of interests could be cut.

It's a pity that these guys look much more tenacious than Qiqi thought.

The sixteen did not quarrel or make noise, but their faces were gloomy, and a dark cloud swept over the interrogation room. They already knew that quarrels and noises could not make these gangs soft-handed, and it was better to save some effort than to do useless work.

"How long can he keep Lao Tzu behind?" The bandit with a mustache on his face was yellow, and he stretched out his fat thick fingers and sketched them on the earthen wall. "Let me tell you, if you can't get evidence, one hundred and eighty days, half a year, how long can you be locked up? They have no evidence. ”

The waist of the thin man beside him was so thin that he couldn't see a few taels of flesh, and the ribs on his chest were layered, bulging out of his chest one by one, looking impressive. The thin man showed a mouth full of yellow teeth, and dirt was wrapped between his teeth, he spit out a long, thin tongue, patted his bare head, and said, "This is really not accurate, we don't know anything else, how much better are these strips than people?" Just in our position, just plant a crime, one cycle and two cycles, you can't go. ”

"Yes." The fat man half-rolled up his sleeves, and the shirt on his upper body was rolled up, revealing several layers of reflective and greasy belly, he squinted, looked at the pattern outlined on the edge of the mustache, and shook his head. "You said they had no proof, you saw it?"

The eight-character Hu is a USB flash drive.

"I saw it with my own eyes." He patted his chest with a sworn oath and said, "You didn't pay attention at the time, this thing was originally in the hands of the third brother's bastard, and then it was broken by a shot." ”

"Collapsed?" The fat man squeezed his eyebrows, and distrust was squeezed out of his greasy face. "You said it collapsed, it collapsed? Those foxes are all very shrewd. ”

"Don't make a noise, don't make a noise." The bald and thin man broke up the two, and more people around him joined the discussion, and the noisy voices came and went, and it was noisy for a while. "If this damn thing is really gone, then we will close it, as long as one bites to death and doesn't admit it, even if they have the ability to pass through the sky, they can't help us."

"That's right." The thin man's words attracted everyone's approval.

"But what if?" The fat man buttoned his nose and looked solemn. "In case these bastards who eat people and don't spit out bones

Are eggs playing with us as rats? Think about it, in June last year, the stunned young people of the Zuo Maid Gang just refused to admit their accounts, what was the result? ”

The results certainly do not have to be repeated.

The fat man is talking about the old things a year ago, the police in Southeast Asia sometimes have a backlog of cases, even if they find the clues of the case, they are not in a hurry to solve it, but reserve evidence, and wait for the case to develop for a year and a half, with a greater impact, or when they have no performance in the bureau and need to "catch the strong man", these evidence will come in handy.

The "helper" in the fat man's mouth is such an unlucky ghost.

"Think your ass is clean? The result? Even their boss, more than 120 people have gone in, and they haven't come out yet. Especially the ones who take the lead, do you think about the consequences? ”

Several undenied bosses led by the Helper Gang "just happened" to die in prison.

"This matter is not spread out, and if you talk about a thousand things and ten thousand, isn't it just playing us as rats?" The fat man's ideas are always to the point and very insightful. The dozen or so people who originally puffed up a hard breath and refused to admit their accounts became vague again at this time.

However, the mustache sneered.

"Do you expect them to let you go after you admit it?" The two are-for-tat, and you and I are refuting each other. The result can be imagined, no one can convince anyone, after all, this matter is not a sentence or two can convince the other party.

While there was a commotion here, the bailiffs brought in a thin young man from the depths, who was escorted to the interrogation room by two bailiffs twisting his arms from side to side, looking reluctantly escorted to the interrogation room, his eyes raging.

Seeing this guy appear, the dozen or so people who arrived first looked at each other, none of them knew the identity of this person, and they didn't know why they were in this prison tailored for them.

The tent-made prison is covered with iron nets, and high-voltage cables are temporarily pulled over the nets to serve as guardrails for detainees. The young man was sent to a nearby prison cell, which was no longer a rudimentary tent, but it was no better.

The young man cursed, and was forced into the door of the small prison cell by the two bailiffs behind him with twisted arms, and fell to the ground on his back. The interrogation room was already full at this time, and as soon as he entered, he pushed and shoved everywhere, twisting him to the very middle.

The bailiff closed the closed door, and the windows around him were closed, and when the last glimmer of sunlight was completely enveloped, there was a humming surge in the humid air, which flashed every few moments.

The bailiff stopped the commotion in the house, and after a dead darkness, there was a buzzing sound, and a bright light shone from the two corners of the room, and in contrast to the usual lights, these headlights were installed in the corners of the ground, so that the lights were concentrated on the roof, and the room was still pitch black.

For the dozen or so people crowded in the room, the light was like a spotlight, making them a little hidden. Only the young man who came last suddenly shouted at the top of his voice.

"Feng Yuan! Come out, don't play dead for me. ”

As soon as this voice was shouted, more than a dozen people were surprised. Although they were indeed bullies on the dominant side, they have all been reduced to prisoners, and they can still have such courage, and everyone began to murmur in their hearts, where is this stunned young man who is not afraid of death?

The lights turned on, and a coarse yellow light hummed through the dusty room. The large glass behind the light was frizzy and dirty, and it was almost impossible to see behind the glass

By the light, several people, tall and short, came into the house one after another.

The leader is Feng Yuan. He bowed down and entered the room, he first looked at the room, his brows furrowed tightly, Qiqi followed behind him, and explained helplessly.

"The interrogation room that has been put together in this place is so well equipped, let's break some of it." Qiqi explained, her eyes looked up and down Feng Yuan's face, her big watery eyes rolled up and down, looking for Feng Yuan's serious face with trepidation, she didn't know if Feng Yuan had really come out of Shi Yuan's matter.

It's impossible to think about it. Qiqi smiled bitterly, she herself faced Senior Brother Jiang's parting, and she didn't know how many tearful nights it took, although Feng Yuan didn't cry, Qiqi felt that she could smell this sadness.

Feng Yuan was unceremonious, and sat down on the stool with a big grin, and Li Yi on the side stood beside him, refusing to sit down without saying anything.

"You're the judge, so you'll be a clerk." Li Yi said with a smile. "When have you ever seen a clerk sit down?"

Feng Yuan didn't insist anymore, seeing Qiqi with a look of disdain and disgust, he rubbed the stool back and forth before he said leisurely: "Qiqi, it's not that I don't think this interrogation room is good, I'm just curious." ”

"Curious?" Qiqi rolled out the account book of the interrogation records for the two of them, turned on the microphone that paging the voice, and patted the microphone. "Curious about what?"

"I'm just curious, when I didn't wake up, you interrogated overnight, and you really interrogated such a thing?" Feng Yuan opened the account book with one hand, and the dense interrogation records made his brain swell, so he tilted his head to look at Qiqi.

Feng Yuan saw Qiqi's face blushing with shame, and he pouted and retorted. "These bastards are harder than the other, how can it be so easy? Besides, don't talk about the evidence, we don't even have decent clues, and now we can't help it. ”

Qiqi sighed and honestly confessed, the interrogation agency that unites the peacekeeping special police and the local police in Southeast Asia can no longer last long, and a joint public trial will be held in another day, if there is no strong evidence or clues in this public trial, this case may not be closed.

Feng Yuan took a breath and closed his eyes. There was darkness in front of him, a vague shadow loomed in the darkness, he clenched the fists of his hands, trembled slightly, and opened his eyes suddenly.

"Turn on the lights." He commanded.

With a bang, the headlights in all parts of the room were turned on in an instant, and Feng Yuan's gaze swept over the strangely shaped guys in the waiting room like a cold wind, and his gaze stopped on a young man.

Feng Yuan covered his head and looked at Qiqi helplessly.

"Why is this guy here?" He asked, gesturing at the young man.

Qiqi squinted his eyes and looked over, and for a while he didn't recognize who this angry young man was, so he flipped through the interrogation records and suddenly came to his senses.

"Jin Shuo!" She shouted.

"He's a big suspect." Qiqi added. "There's definitely a clue to him."

"I know." Feng Yuan pulled down his face helplessly, sighed, and muttered, "This is probably the reason why the trial has not been able to achieve any results", and ordered someone to bring Jin Shuo to the interrogation room.

Before the person arrived, Jin Shuo's scolding had already come from afar.

"Feng Yuan, this is different from what was said!" Jin Shuo, who was barely held down by the four of them, was escorted to the interrogation room, and he kicked open the door of the interrogation room with a fierce look on his face, and looked straight at Feng Yuan.