Chapter 170: What else is there to say
"How could it be me? Don't talk nonsense. Zhang Jun's voice was like a trumpet, and his roar made people's ears hurt.
"I'm just guessing, what are you doing with such a weak heart?" Tang Huan's tone was soft, and it seemed to have a bit of a reassuring taste, "Don't worry, the police uncle won't wronged you, it wasn't you who did it, they will definitely let you out, but if you do it, you will have to spend the rest of your life in prison." ”
No, no, his son is only in junior high school, and he still has to earn money to send him to school.
His son will have to take the university entrance examination in the future, and he can't leave a criminal record, otherwise his son will be pointed at where he goes, and he won't be able to find a good job!
"It's definitely not me, you guys let me go quickly, I have to go back to work." Zhang Jun said.
"Those people have been recruited, if you don't want to suffer hardship, you can explain quickly." Because Gu Hansheng was coming, the police deliberately put the main event behind.
"You're going to bend into a trick?" Zhang Jun shouted even louder.
"Louder than your voice, isn't it? Don't you think we don't have proof? If you confess yourself, you can get a two-year sentence less. ”
Directing people to make trouble, the circumstances are serious, and the sentence is sufficient, he must stay in it for at least three to five years.
"I haven't confessed anything?" Zhang Jun's voice was a little quieter, but he still resisted stubbornly.
"You don't cry when you don't see the coffin, do you? Okay, bring a witness. ”
The leader of the gangsters was brought up, and when he saw Zhang Jun, he pointed at him as if he had seen the enemy who killed his father, and said, "That's right, it's him, it's him who instructed me." ”
"You were sent by Tang Bangguo to frame me, right? How much did he give you? ”
"I'm sorry, it's you who gave me 3,000 yuan to cripple Tang Bangguo's hand."
Tang Bangguo is a cook, without his hands, he can't work, and this life is a waste.
What a ruthless heart!
If it weren't for the police station, Tang Huan really wanted to stomp his hand under his feet and crush it twice.
Sensing Tang Huan's mood fluctuations, Gu Hansheng scratched Tang Huan's palm with his fingers and comforted her silently.
Tang Huan suppressed his inappropriate emotions: "My dad has no grievances with you, why do you want to treat him like this?" ”
"I didn't do it at all, it was your dad who colluded with them to frame me together." Zhang Jun seemed more excited than Tang Huan.
"What did my dad frame you for? Did you do something sorry for him? Tang Huan's gaze was like substance, falling on Zhang Jun's body, as if he was going to scrape off his flesh with a knife.
It's a dog, and he's afraid of a little girl!
Zhang Jun tried not to dodge his gaze: "He competed with me for the workshop supervisor, and if I didn't become him, he held a grudge." ”
"The holds a grudge." The gangster leader really couldn't listen to it anymore: "It's obvious that you are afraid of him and want to drive him away." ”
The police didn't interject, let the two dog-eat-dog, at this time, there was nothing to do, just listen quietly, and you could hear a lot of inside stories.
Sure enough, the gangster leader didn't wait for Zhang Jun to speak, he continued: "You promised to give me 3,000 yuan after the deed is completed, I spent 1,000 and 5 deposits, and the remaining 1,500 IOUs are placed under the bed in the room where I live, if you don't believe me, you can find them." ”
The two little policemen immediately went out and soon returned.
"Captain, I found it." The little policeman handed the note to the policeman in the house.
The policeman spread out the note and looked at it, then put the note in front of Zhang Jun: "What else do you have to say?" ”