Chapter 770 - No x Count
I was pushed into the car by two policemen, who sat on either side of me, one on the left and one on the right. After closing the car door, both of them leisurely lit a cigarette and lit each other's fires. There was me in the middle, but the two of them were still chatting and laughing.
I couldn't help but pout, and said, "What's the matter, share me too?" β
A policeman who looked a little old glanced at me and said, "Boy, I mean, do you know what you're like now?" Still thinking about smoking? β
"You know, you're messing with big. Trouble. β
"Really?" I poked my nose and pouted, "I don't think I'm going to be in trouble." But those of you who are policemen are not afraid that I will sue you if you use your position for personal gain? β
"Sue? Hahahaha......" The old policeman laughed: "Boy, then you can go and sue for a try, you are still a barkeeper, and you don't look like such a naΓ―ve person?" Sure enough, the young man is still a young man after all. β
I raised my eyebrows, "You mean, no one can control you even if I sue me?" β
"Not really." The old policeman spat out the smoke ring and said arrogantly: "But if you have the ability, you will stab us to the director of the blue, do you have the ability?" β
The young policeman next to him leaned his elbows against the window, turned his head and said, "Forget it, just him?" The blue bureau is very busy, and he hates them the most little bastards, how can he care about him, a hairy boy, I guess I can't even see him. β
I pursed my lips and didn't speak.
After a while, Director Wu also got into the car, he sat in the passenger seat in front, and the police car started slowly. Then Director Wu glanced back at me and said with a smile: "Ji Nan, don't blame me, I'm also a lifelong thing, and I myself have no opinion on you, hehe." β
"It seems that you think I gave you less red envelopes last time." I said leisurely and glanced at him: "Then you can say, who are you doing?" β
"I can't tell you that."
"Tyrannical power? Wearing a black tiger? Or the White City? I raised an eyebrow.
Director Wu didn't speak for a while, lit a cigarette himself, and then said leisurely: "Don't ask, save some strength to speak, and you will still have to accept it when you get to the bureau in a while." β
I snorted and turned my head to look out the window at the brightly lit streetscape.
When I entered the Dongcheng Police Station, they took me directly to the interrogation room, and Director Wu gave the two policemen, one old and one young, a look, and then said, "Lao An, interrogate him well, remember to let him tell the truth." The middle-aged policeman named Lao An laughed twice: "I know the Wu Bureau, you are busy with your going." β
Director Wu gave me one last look, snorted and turned to leave.
Lao An pointed to a chair in the room and asked me to sit down there. Then he sat down behind the table in front of me with a somewhat arrogant look, and another young policeman sat next to him.
The young policeman took out a pen and paper and wrote in his notebook: "Name! β
I glanced at him and said in one breath: "Name Ji Nan, Ji of the season, South of the north and south, eighteen years old, a senior high school student in a private school, but now he has graduated, he lives in XXXX, Dongcheng District, Beikou City, mobile phone number XXXXXX, ID number XXXXXX......"
"Hey! Stop me! The young policeman glared at me angrily and slapped his hand on the table, "Did I tell you that?" Whatever I ask you, you answer! β
I pursed my lips and said, "Anyway, sooner or later, you have to ask, it's better for me to finish it all at once, and it will save trouble." β
"You ......"
The young policeman was about to say something to me again, but Lao An stopped him in time. Then he glanced at me and said, "Looks like you're a regular visitor to the police station." β
I shrugged my shoulders: "Regulars can't talk about it, there are always people who like to trouble me." β
Lao An snorted, then took the notebook from the young policeman and interrogated me personally.
Lao An lowered his head and held the pen: "Age, home address." β
Me: "Didn't I just say that?" β
Lao An: "You said too much, I can't remember clearly. β
Me: "......"
Next, Lao An asked me a lot of questions in a mess, most of which were set for me, trying to make me go in the direction of his words.
The old policemen in these police stations have a special set of interrogation methods for dealing with prisoners, anyway, it is to hint and scare, Lao An's old oil is almost familiar with this kind of routine, if it is a person who enters this kind of place for the first time, his psychological quality is slightly worse, and it is estimated that he will be slightly confused by him, and he will admit everything, and what he says is what it is.
But he's an old oilman, and I'm an old oilman, so no matter what he says, I insist that I'm an honest and legitimate businessman.
"Merchant?" Lao An smiled lightly and said, "You are a businessman who mixes with a group of underworld gangsters every day? β
"Who is the underworld?" I pretended to be confused.
"Don't pretend to be confused with me, there were so many bastards in your bar just now, don't say you don't know any of them." Lao An narrowed his eyes and said, "I remember that there seems to be another one, called you Brother Nan?" It seems that you are still the head of these little hooligans? β
I didn't panic and didn't care, and said, "Oh, they're there." I think you're mistaken, they're the bodyguards in my bar, my employees. As for the title of Brother Nan, I don't like them to call me boss, so I let them call me Brother Nan, is there a problem? β
Lao An crossed his arms and stared at me for a long time.
"Huh, security? Those guys are full of ruffians at first glance, are they really just security guards? Lao An said coldly.
"Of course, you know what kind of people we run in the bar every day, and there are all kinds of people who come to the venue, so of course we need some fierce-looking employees to come to town." I smiled faintly.
Lao An stared at me for a while, as if he wanted to change the topic and continue.
"Okay, let's talk about it, why do you want to sell drugs."
This guy didn't intend to ask about the big bag at all. Hemp is not mine, this is going to directly label me as a drug trafficker!
I immediately responded, "That's big. Hemp is not mine. β
I'm not stupid, if I admit it, it's the big bag. The amount of hemp is enough for me to sit in prison for several years.
Lao An snorted and said, "Not yours?" What was found on your body, you said it wasn't yours? Who believes? β
I raised my eyebrows and said, "Is it mine or not, don't you have a number in your heart?" β
When the young policeman heard this, he slapped the table and stood up, pointed at my nose and scolded, "Hey, how do you kid talk?" Do you know where this is? β