Peng Bo was in the interrogation room for two hours. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info His stomach was growling, but even if he knocked on the door of the interrogation room, no one came to look at him. Peng Bo even thought that this kind of starvation was now a way of interrogation by the public security organs.

Finally, a police officer arrived in the interrogation room.

Peng Bo stood up nervously, as if he knew what was going to happen to him.

In the two hours he spent alone, the only explanation that Peng Bo could think of for what happened today was the nanobot hidden in his brain.

Only that guy, who once controlled his body. Although I don't know what happened today, if Captain Zhang said that the bloody incident had something to do with him just now, it is estimated that it will have nothing to do with unification.

But during this time, Peng Bo couldn't take the initiative to contact the unification. No matter how much he called in his heart, there was no response.

"Uncle Policeman, can I go?" Peng Bo asked, looking at the police officer who came in.

"Not yet!" The police officer said coldly.

"Can I make a phone call, then?" Peng Bo asked again.

"Wait a minute!" The officer didn't say anything more, he took out the handcuffs around his waist and handicapped them to Peng Bo.

The cold handcuffs were on his wrists, and Peng Bo's heart was also cold to the bone.

The officers led Peng Bo to another room dedicated to the suspect, then helped Peng Bo uncuff him and left.

Peng Bo looked at the new environment carefully. It's like a detention cell in a TV show, with a simple bench and a filthy toilet.

There was already a person in this detention cell. When the man saw Peng Bo come in, he also looked at him in surprise.

The two glanced at each other. Peng Bo found that the other party seemed to look at him a little strangely, but he didn't think much about it, and found a fairly clean place to sit down.

As soon as Peng Bo sat down, his stomach rumbled dishonestly.

Looking at the police officer watching them at the door, Peng Bo asked with a bitter face, "Brother policeman, is there anything to eat?" I'm dying of hunger. ”

"What a noise!" The police officer said impatiently while playing with his mobile phone, "There is still half an hour to eat dinner, so wait a little longer." ”

Peng Bo swallowed helplessly. He also wanted to ask himself if he could make a phone call again, so he had to ask Zhen Yinxue or Meng Mitao if Zhao Bingyang had an accident. After all, until now, Peng Bo has not confirmed the safety of Zhao Bingyang, and he will inevitably have some worries in his heart.

This was the first time he had carried out the task of protection alone, but he ran into Lin Dazha and the strange bloody incident, Peng Bo didn't know how to explain it to Zhen Yinxue.

"Boy, you don't look like a murderer." The man who was locked up with Peng Bo suddenly spoke.

Peng Bo squinted at the man. It was a man in his twenties, with light gray short sleeves, camel-colored trousers, and medium-length hair combed into a small braid at the back of his head, which looked very trendy and fashionable.

"Murder? What do you say? Peng Bo said with some palpitations. He thought that the public security bureau might want to use such a method to induce him to confess, and he was very careful when he spoke.

"Didn't you get brought in because of the dead people in the city?" The man looked at Peng Bo in some surprise and asked.

"Dead people in the city? What's the matter with me? ”

"You don't know? No way! There is a lot of movement in the city today, and there seems to be a shootout in the mall! ”

"There's a shootout in the city?" Peng Bo couldn't believe his ears.

"Damn! You really don't know? The man looked at Peng Bo like a monster, and then said with some pride, "I saw it all at the scene!" I also took a video! It's a pity that it was harmonized as soon as it was uploaded to the Internet. ”

Peng Bo shook his head, where did he have time to learn about other things today.

"I'll tell you, it's a big scene! The guns on both sides, slapping and fighting, I'm damned! The man's tone of voice began to become natural, with some excitement.

"Dead?" Peng Bo asked. He didn't expect that today's S City would be so lively.

"Several have died! Later, the police also came, and the shootout stopped. But then the police arrested everyone at the scene, and that's how I came in. The man said helplessly.

Peng Bo nodded, no wonder he saw that the public security bureau was so busy when he came just now, it turned out that there was such a thing, it seems that those policemen have no time to pay attention to themselves today.

"By the way, what are you doing?" The man asked curiously.

"Me?" Peng Bo thought for a while and said, "I went to play in the Daling Reservoir today, but I didn't expect that there would be deaths there. I was arrested and questioned by the same police as you did, and that's all there is. ”

"Daling Reservoir?" The man thought for a moment, then asked, "It seems to be far away from the city, how did you get here?" ”

"How do I know!" Peng Bo said innocently.

The two chatted with each other without saying a word. The man told Peng Bo about the shootout in the mall, and the latter listened to it like a book.

Time passed imperceptibly, until a series of metal knocks made the two of them look at the door.

An obese police officer stood at the open door with a big belly and said, "Yan Haomiao, someone is coming to pick you up, you can go!" ”

When the man heard this, he immediately stood up with a smile on his face. tidied up the clothes on his body, glanced at Peng Bo sitting on the bench again, and said, "My name is Yan Haomiao, acquaintance is fate, let's get to know each other!" ”

"Peng Bo."

"Haha! I hope to see you again next time, but it's best not to be on such an occasion! Yan Haomiao said with a cheerful smile.

But Peng Bo always felt that there was something else in the other party's smile.

The only "roommate" left, and Peng Bo was alone again.

But it didn't take long for the guards at the gate to bring dinner to Pengbo.

The so-called dinner is nothing more than a small lump of boiled and rotten rice, accompanied by a small amount of vegetarian dishes and a meat dish. For Peng Bo, who was already hungry, these were already considered delicacies.

Gobbling up food into his stomach, it's okay not to eat, but when he eats, he feels even hungrier.

I was thinking about asking the guard for some food, but I didn't expect the lazy guard to stand up on his own initiative. Pot-bellied walked to the door, and said in an impatient tone as he opened the door, "Peng Bo, right? Someone came to get you out. ”