Chapter 180: Interrogation

"People are here, if you need help, just say it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info "The comrades of the police station went out after speaking, and the tasks assigned by the bureau were completed.

After thanking him, Wang Zhihui closed the door after sending the comrades from the police station away.

"Big ...... Big brother, I hit someone, I admit it, I will pay for the medical expenses. The big boy said with a sincere expression, looking left and right from time to time, his face showing fear and fear.

"Don't look at it, it's not a ghost." Zha Feng said.

The bighead breathed a sigh of relief, and then sat down with confidence.

"Ask you a few questions, answer them well, and let you go when you finish answering, if you don't answer well, you won't want to let you go when the time comes." Wang Zhihui saw that Zha Feng and Zha Renzhong still left a deep impression on the big boss, and frightened.

Sure enough, the big boss shuddered and hurriedly said, "I will definitely answer well." ā€

"Say, where is Song Hao?" Wang Zhihui asked.

The big boy looked embarrassed, "This ...... Where is my boss and how do I know? ā€

"Dishonest?" Zha Feng said fiercely.

"Big brother...... The eldest brother ...... "Zha Feng is a crooked demon in the eyes of the big-headed guy, and dealing with demons and ghosts can make his life worse than death in minutes."

"The one he trusts the most is Qin Long, Qin Long must know where he is." The big-headed guy said hurriedly.

"My phone was searched and ......"

Wang Zhihui threw the big-headed man's mobile phone back to him.

"Hey, Brother Long...... It's out, it's out, it's just out, Brother Long, why didn't you come to catch me? ā€

"No, no, hey, hey, don't worry, Xiao Tao is a waiter, we said okay, it's the guests who flirt with the waiter, they were also locked up overnight, I guess I don't have any thoughts, so I'll let them go."

"Hey, hey, Brother Long, Brother Long, there's something going on."

The other party seemed to be about to hang up the phone, and the big man's tone became rapid, and everyone in the room was entangled in their hearts.

"That...... Brother Long, where are you? ā€

The other party was alert and asked in a cold voice, "Why are you asking this?" ā€

"I have no money." The big-headed guy said pitifully, "I was beaten by the police last night, my nose was blue and my face was swollen, and my whole body hurt." ā€

"Alright, alright, you go back first, and I'll send someone to you later." Qin Long hung up the phone impatiently.

"This big guy is getting more and more disagreeable, it's really like a dog skin plaster."

Qin Long complained, waved his hand to beckon a little brother, wrapped 10,000 yuan, "Send it to the big head." ā€

After doing these things, Qin Long straightened his clothes and entered the next room.

"How?"

There were two people sitting in the room, Song Hao was sitting at the bottom, with a respectful attitude, and the one sitting on the top seat was Charlo.

"Come out, this kid is getting more and more unruly, we didn't go to catch him, he still has a stomach, and just asked me for a sum of money." Qin Long Qi Dao.

"Forget it, this kind of person is easy to control, don't you just need some money, just give it to him, and use it in the future." Song Hao said calmly.

"You keep guard at the door to prevent anyone from eavesdropping."

Qin Long nodded and went out.

Song Hao and Charlo continued to talk in a low voice in the room.

Wang Zhihui and his group came to the residence of the big boss,

This is an old community, there is no security, no property, the walls are still cement-colored, and the people who live here are migrant workers except for the elderly.

The big head pushed open the door, it was a two-bedroom, one-living room, one kitchen and one bathroom, which was a good house here.

The living room is quite clean, it is estimated that it is not often used, the door of the room is open, there are unwashed dirty clothes on the ground, there is an unfinished lunch box on the computer desk, the computer desktop is suspended is a Japanese action movie, and the exaggerated posture seems to never be tired.

"There's no water at home, do you want some beer?" The bighead greeted flatteringly.

Wang Zhihui waved his hand, "Sit down." ā€

The big man obediently moved the stool and sat down, Wang Zhihui stopped making a sound, the room was quiet, and the big man was sitting on pins and needles, feeling like he had arrived at someone else's house.

Zha Renzhong sat in the corner, and Hu Lanlan, who had just gotten up, was sending WeChat, and the words were crooked.

Knock, knock, knock.

"Big head!"

The long-awaited voice finally arrived.

Wang Zhihui got up and followed the big man to open the door.

"Have friends?" The thin man at the door looked at Wang Zhihui scrutinically.

"What nonsense, what about money?" Bighead shouted.

The thin man took an envelope out of his bag and handed it over.

The big-headed guy took the envelope, checked it, nodded with satisfaction, took a step back, and squinted and asked, "Come in and sit?" ā€

"I'm busy......"

Before the thin man finished speaking, Xiao Wei, who was guarding the stairs, pushed him into the door and slammed the door shut.

"Big head, what are you going to do!"

The thin man was surrounded in the middle, raised his hands, put on a defensive posture, and shouted.

"The money has been given to you, Brother Long is still waiting for me to go back, if I go back late, be careful that Brother Long is looking for you."

The thin man frightened in a fierce voice.

"Please, long eyes, okay? I don't know them either. The big-headed man gave the thin man a white look, sat down in the corner, shook his legs, and waited to see the excitement.

"Who are you?" The thin man was squeezed to the table.

A pair of hands pressed the thin man's shoulders forcefully, and pressed the thin man to sit on the stool.

"You don't care who we are?" Zha Feng put on the appearance of a wicked person.

"Say, where is Song Hao?"

I'm afraid it's a revenge seeker on the road. Seeing Zha Feng's arrogant appearance, the thin man thought so.

"Big brothers, I'm just an errand runner, I don't know anything." The thin man said pitifully with a bitter face.

Syllable! A loud slap slapped him.

The thin man was slapped to the ground by Cha Feng.

Not only the thin man, but everyone present was stunned.

Discussed in advance and said that Zha Feng, who has the most Jianghu spirit, pretended to be mixed in the road, but he didn't expect it to be a slap when he came up, this slap was indeed a momentum, and even the big man who watched the excitement trembled slightly, put down Erlang's legs, and glanced at Zha Feng carefully, feeling that this guy has a murderous aura, maybe he really mixed it on the road, and the first time he looked at Qin Long, he looked away, but the big man didn't dare to make up his mind easily, shrunk aside, and watched quietly with money in his arms.

Zha Feng devoted himself to the role, and his body was full of fierce energy, which was really terrifying.

This slap swollen the thin man's mouth, and half of his face was numb, and three handprints were clearly printed on his face.

Zha Feng just stood tall, staring at the thin man condescendingly, without saying a word.

The thin man sat on the ground, closed his eyes, shook his head, and didn't come to his senses.

The thin man raised his head, saw Zha Feng's cold gaze, shuddered for a moment, and hesitated in his heart.

The momentum of these people is like some kind of blood feud, if you tell the whereabouts of the boss, it would be good if something happens to the boss, if nothing happens and they are dealt with, then you can't run away. (To be continued.) )