Shu Fujia and Tang Ming didn't stay in Liuyang County for long, and even going to the county police station to say hello to Director Qian was Shu Fu's idea.

First, small money is easy to make friends, and secondly, after all, there is a small amount of money to lead the way, so it can be regarded as having a relationship with the county police department.

If you don't say hello when you leave, you always seem too arrogant and have no one in your eyes.

Not good.

"Tang Ming......" Shu Fujia sat in the co-pilot's seat, and Tang Ming, who was in charge of driving, had already driven on the highway back to City A.

He hesitated for a few more seconds, but still asked the doubts in his heart.

"What's that...... What about Wang Junjie's ghost? Shu Fujia asked, shrinking his head and looking around.

The car was empty, and outside the window was a mountain scene that swayed all the way.

I can't see the slightest ghost.

Tang Ming rarely faced up to Shu Fujia's problem, and he glanced at the mobile phone that was thrown on the dashboard when he got into the car.

"If you want to know, look at your phone."

Shu Fujia subconsciously stretched out his hand, took Tang Ming's mobile phone and leaned it in front of him.

He didn't understand the meaning of Tang Ming's words at all, and when he was caught off guard, he saw the ghost of Wang Junjie imprisoned in his mobile phone.

——That gloomy and miserable grimace, teeth and claws, as if it would pounce out of the phone in the next second.

"Ahhh!!hhh

A series of screams sounded on the suburban highway leading to City A in Liuyang County, S Province, and the two sparrows that happened to stop on the roadside railing quickly fled the scene.

Inside the car.

Shu Fujia didn't control his strength, and subconsciously threw his mobile phone on the dashboard, making a loud 'clang'.

In the next second, Tang Ming's dissatisfied eyes swept over.

Shu Fujia swallowed his saliva and tentatively explored.

"That's the picture you took of Junjie Wang's ghost?" Doesn't it mean that ghosts can't be photographed?

"That's Wang Junjie's ghost." Tang Ming ruthlessly punctured the last trace of illusion of the Shu Fu family, he was very tired of the timidity of the Shu Fu family.

"I remember I told you that you need to practice your guts. Mobile phone, hold it yourself. After I arrived in City A, my mobile phone was still kept by you. Yours for me. ”

“....... Can I apply for Slow Practice? Shu Fujia didn't give up, his back was tightly pressed against the back of the car seat, and he tried to distance himself from Tang Ming's mobile phone.

Knowing that it is useless to reason with the Shu Fu family, this guy has a lot of words to borrow money from him before.

Tang Ming directly chose to choke Shu Fu's death hole to carry out 'friendly' persuasion.

"The fortune teller said that you and I will always see hell. Do you think you'll be able to deal with the ghosts that come to your door, or me? Or do you want to try your hand at subduing the ghosts? ”

Threat! Definitely a blatant threat!

Two minutes later.

After the battle between heaven and man, Shu Fujia picked up the mobile phone that he threw back on the dashboard, and quite consciously took out his mobile phone from his body.

Unlock it, cancel the password lock in the settings, and finally put it on the dashboard in front of Tang Ming.

I went down the mountain at dawn, went into the city and went to the county police station to take a photo to pick up the car and leave, it was half past eight in the morning.

It's a day and a half, and it's a lot faster.

Tang Ming raced in the high-speed section where the speed was allowed to be increased, and Shu Fujia, as the only witness, did not dare to have any other thoughts except to be worried about grabbing the seat belt.

A day and a half of driving was cut back into a day.

They entered the outskirts of City A at half past eight in the evening and returned to the city police station at ten o'clock sharp.

In other professions, there will be overtime when the job requires it, let alone being a police officer.

The lights in the city police station are still bright, and when I go up to the fourth floor where the serious crime team is located, I can hear that there is a mess, and there is probably some big case.

Shu Fujia was curious, he looked at Tang Ming, according to Tang Ming's previous relationship with Qi Heng, the leader of the serious crime team, what did he say, don't ask?

Tang Ming was a little itchy, but the top priority was to deal with the case in his hand.

If nothing else, Wang Junjie's case will have a clear result in the next two days.

He reached out and pressed the elevator button again.

Is it a number button, or 6.

Shu Fujia pursed his lips, didn't say anything, and walked out of the elevator with a tail behind Tang Ming.

What he was holding in his hand was Tang Ming's mobile phone, and what Tang Ming was holding in his hand was his.

It's a coincidence.

As soon as the two of them stepped into the DIE office, Shu Fujia's mobile phone rang, and of course Tang Ming answered.

"Little Fortune! Your phone is finally ......."

"No need to fight." Tang Ming, who connected the mobile phone, interrupted the call.

All the team members in the office who had not yet gotten off work were stunned for a moment, and when they looked at Tang Ming and Shu Fujia again, their eyes became different.

"Captain, you and Xiaofu's family are back." The first to break the eerie atmosphere was Scarlett, who suppressed her gossip and excitement and talked about the number of calls she had made at the end of the day.

"Captain, your mobile phone can't get through, and Xiaofu's family is also only connected when you get to the office. You can't get through the signal on the mountain is unstable, Xiaofu's family, is it not charged? ”

Tang Ming let out a 'hmm', not planning to explain, but grabbed Shu Fujia and entered the interrogation room.

The period of detention for evidence is not just a short 48 hours.

"Well, don't come in. We have a way to interrogate Wang Junjie, but he is too cunning, and if someone else is there, it will affect the interrogation. It's best to turn off the surveillance video as well. ”

Shu Fujia was dragged forward by Tang Ming, and kept turning back to tell the people behind him.

"Captain?" Guo Ming shouted.

Tang Ming didn't stop and spoke: "Do what the Fu family says." None of you can come in. Scarlett, cut off surveillance. ”

There must be real-time surveillance footage during the interrogation process, and Tang Ming's operation is not in accordance with the rules.

has even stepped on the bottom line of the law.

The whole DIE group members have no opinions, and their group does not follow the rules, but only the truth and justice of the matter.

Trust in each other is not piled up in a day or two.

Tang Ming spoke, and everyone who was still a little hesitant suddenly became busy.

Song Ci slid the chair to the door of the office, and Chen Yu went straight out to the corridor.

They are on the sixth floor, the police station has a total of seven floors, and the top floor is the office of the police chief Liu Sir, which has to be guarded just in case.

Guo Ming was straightforward and afraid of showing his feet, so Yuan Li called him to the autopsy room and accompanied him to sort out the data of the autopsy.

Scarlett, who was in charge of cutting off the surveillance, acted very quickly, just waiting for Tang Ming and Shu Fujia to come out of the interrogation room again before resuming the interrogation room surveillance.

Everything was ready outside the interrogation room, and in the interrogation room, Tang Ming sat on the interrogation table, and Shu Fujia sat on the chair behind the table on his side.

Waiting on the other side is Wang Junjie, who has been locked up in the interrogation room for the past few days.

"Let's talk about it, why do you want to pretend to be Wang Junjie?" Tang Ming stretched out his hand to Shu Fu's family, Shu Fujia understood, and quickly put the mobile phone belonging to Tang Ming on it, and even clicked on the mobile phone screen.

The grimace on it was clear, and with Tang Ming's movement forward, it came to the eyes of 'Wang Junjie'.

Pupils contracted suddenly.

When people lie, their expressions and body movements can be trained over time to achieve the desired effect, and the reaction of the eyes cannot be faked.

Shu Fujia knew that the 'Wang Junjie' in front of him was caught by them.

"You'd better say it now." He couldn't help but persuade that the one in Tang Ming's mobile phone was not a good ghost.

"If you confess early, you can also get a bit of leniency." Shu Fujia is not talking nonsense, the 'Wang Junjie' in front of him doesn't seem to be in a normal psychological state.

It seems that there are real signs of mental illness, and mental illness and psychosis are two kinds of diseases, but it is not impossible to derive the other from one of them.

"Is it for Huang Yali?" Tang Ming suddenly spoke up, and without waiting for the reaction of 'Wang Junjie' who suddenly raised his head, he pulled his lower lip and sneered harshly.

"Huang Yali, who you like, is nothing in the eyes of Wang Junjie. And you, now, can only use your identity as the person you disdain the most to get close to Huang Yali. It's a pity that she doesn't like you, she still likes Wang Junjie. You say, "Aren't you pitiful?" If you die, you have to carry the identity of the man you hate for the rest of your life. ”

One sentence is more ruthless than the other, like using the sharp tip of a knife to cut meat on people's hearts.

Bloody.

Hearing this, the Shu Fu family was even more determined not to offend Tang Ming.

Putting aside things other than principles, whatever Tang Ming says is what it is, and it's not a big deal.

The mouth is too poisonous.

This is true for bystanders, let alone being targeted themselves.

'Wang Junjie' became emotional, and he yelled at Tang Ming in front of him.

"Shut up! If you don't shut up, I'll kill you! ”

The chair he sits in is a specially made version of the chair used to confine the prisoners in the interrogation room.

In addition to the normal shape of the chair, there are iron plates on the top and bottom of the chair, and handcuffs and leg cuffs are embedded on the left and right.

One cannot leave a chair, let alone get up from one.

He could only struggle in place, resentment, pain, despair.

Shu Fu wanted to speak out during the period, but was stopped by Tang Ming with his eyes.

The two of them didn't say anything anymore, and they didn't do anything, quietly watching 'Wang Junjie' go crazy.

The soundproofing of the interrogation room should be good, and I didn't hear any panic after being disturbed outside.

'Wang Junjie' didn't go crazy for a long time, and in less than ten minutes, he quieted down.

Shu Fujia has a look at the time, six and a half minutes, no more, no less.

"I'm not going to tell you." Regained his composure, 'Wang Junjie' had a cold face, and his eyes were full of hatred when he looked at Tang Ming and Shu Fujia.

Tang Ming was too lazy to go around in circles, he moved his fingers, and while releasing Wang Junjie's ghost, he also left his body.

"Bang ......"

Heavy objects fall to the ground.

Tang Ming's forehead jumped, he choked the ghost of Wang Junjie who had just been released, and looked back at Shu Fu's house.

"How long are you going to let me lie on the ground?"

Shu Fujia suddenly came back to his senses, sneered, and hurriedly helped Tang Ming, who fell to the ground.

He helped Tang Ming to the chair he was sitting on, and he stood next to him and held Tang Ming steady with his hands, so as not to fall further to the ground.

Both of them forgot something very important.

Just because they can see hell doesn't mean that anyone else can too.

At this moment, they fall into the eyes of 'Wang Junjie', one is unconscious, and the other is nervous.

Where would someone speak to the air, as if someone was really beside him, and Shu Fujia was talking to that person.

"Tell 'Wang Junjie', you can see the dead Huang Yali, Huang Yali is next to him."

Tang Ming quickly realized this, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and changed his strategy.