"Name!"

"I'm not a prisoner, you're violating my human rights by doing this! I want to see a lawyer! ”

In the dimly lit interrogation room, a middle-aged man, looking at the light in front of him in a panic, wanted to get up several times, but because his hands were cuffed to the welded seat, he could only roar forward!

"Human rights?"

Dean rested his legs on the chair and said in a lazy voice: "Harry, give Mr. Haval, take a look at the procedures, as an inspector who protects the safety of citizens, we value your human rights and freedoms the most." ”

Haval is the father of the missing Azak, the man in the couple.

His wife has been taken to the hospital for treatment.

As for him, he was taken to the interrogation room of the Central Branch.

This is much simpler than the interrogation room of the police detective bureau.

But there is also a lot less procedural hassle.

In this place, Dean is the boss.

He's up and down!

After Dean finished speaking, he silently lit a cigarette and asked Harry to step forward and perform.

Hear Dean's command.

Harry grinned and got up, walked up to Mr. Haval with a document, pointed to the signatures and approvals inside, and said:

"Man, this is a certificate from the psychiatrist of the sub-bureau, and in view of the unstable mood of you and your wife, we have the right to impose basic restrictions on you to keep yourself safe.

If you don't cooperate, we can go ahead and apply for drug tranquilizer for you, so don't embarrass us! ”

Proof is true.

But the psychiatrist prepared a lot of copies.

After receiving a request from Dean's side.

The psychiatrist hired by the sub-bureau took out a document in front of Harry, wrote Haval's full name on it, signed it, and stamped it, and did not even go to see Haval in person.

This is the real Central Bureau, which seems to be the surface of justice, but still has the unique means of the earlier era.

Hear about drug tranquilizers.

Haval's face distorted: "FK, you're crazy, I'm not a psychopath!" ”

"How do you prove you're not?"

Harry shrugged: "Mr. Haval, unless you can prove yourself, otherwise even if you find a lawyer afterwards, the justice will only believe the authoritative proof of the psychiatrist of the sub-bureau, not the nonsense of a madman!" ”

"FKyou, you let a normal person prove that he is not mentally ill?"

Do you want to listen to what you're saying?

Haval struggled frantically.

If it weren't for the steel cuffs, the quality was too good.

He would definitely pounce on Harry and use his teeth to make the in front of him reflect: what the hell is he talking about!

Looked at.

Harry shook his head: "I'm sorry, Mr. Haval, you are so aggressive that I feel threatened, and in that case, I can only apply for drug intervention." ”

He followed Dean's previous appearance, leaned into Haval's ear, and whispered: "You can rest assured, all the formalities will be very complete, and you will never let Mr. Haval, your human rights and freedoms be violated in the slightest!" ”

said.

He took out the pager and pretended to call someone to bring the medicine.

Haval despaired.

He knew very well that he had met a guy who didn't follow the rules.

Let a normal person prove that he is not mentally ill

FK！

Seems ridiculous.

It's even more desperate.

Haval collapsed: "Stop, don't inject me with those damn potions, I know what you guys want to ask, I say, I'll say it all!" ”

Hear the words.

Harry took advantage of the situation to withdraw the pager and nodded: "Very good, I hope you are not fooling us, now there is a shortage of 'volunteers' in the psychiatric hospital who need treatment and drug trials." ”

After speaking.

He made an OK gesture to Dean and grinned back to the interrogation position.

These are all things that Dean taught him to do.

Before, Harry wondered if it would be too much.

Now take a look.

Efficient and accurate, straight to the underbelly.

Compared with before, in the face of those suspects or case insiders, and amiable inquiries, he didn't dare to talk back when he was hanged, for fear of being bitten back by the opposing lawyer, and he couldn't sleep for several nights after being nauseated.

One word, cool!

Sure enough, I still follow Dean, not only do I not have to be angry, but I can also really feel the majesty of this layer of skin on my body!

"Name!"

"Haval.."

"Your relationship with the missing person Azak!"

"Father and son!"

"Tell us, you and your wife, why did you know that Azak's car would appear in the abandoned XX factory!"

Haval's eyes were tangled, and finally he lowered his head in resignation and said, "Because the car was burned by me and my wife.". But we're here to save our son. ”

It turned out that Haval and his wife, although they pretended to be ghosts, had something to do with some criticism.

But there are no real fools.

Many people just use 'psychic clubs', 'tarot cards', etc., to carry out some interest exchanges, cheating, wife swapping, opening silver parties and other behaviors.

After all, as a person with a small status, do you want face?

The place opened by Haval and his wife has become a good staircase and a place to place the darkness of those people's hearts.

As for superstitious divination?

Such people exist, but they are rarely found in the people with whom Haval and his wife befriended.

The wiser a person is, the less likely they are to believe these gods.

On the contrary, it is the people at the bottom, because of the unwillingness of the status quo, it is easier to pin their spirit on ethereal things, or to expect their fate to change, or to escape from reality.

These people are much more fanatical than those who are interested in hobbies, and they are also the real source of income for the Haval couple.

Originally, it relied on high-end 'customers' to pull up the brand.

Mr. and Mrs. Haval can often bring in some enthusiasts who are interested in 'psychic' and 'divination', or superstitious people who are not intelligent, and live a good life.

The bad is worse than the sons of the two.

Fish begins to rot from the head.

The son of the two is not a good bird.

cheated on his classmates at school, and mingled with a group of three-minded and ninth-rate people outside.

Fortunately, in addition to often not returning home at night, Azak basically bullies people, and he doesn't have to worry about him being bullied.

Therefore, the Haval couple also let it go and gave the child full 'freedom'.

"It's nothing, my wife and I thought that when Azak's 'adolescence' was over, we would let him take over our property, but things changed half a month ago."

At this, Haval's eyes showed fear.

"Half a month ago?"

Dean interrupts Haval's narration!

If he remembers correctly, Harry said before that the abandoned XX factory originally gathered a lot of children around who didn't study, but there were several disappearances later, so they changed places.

The point is that the son of the Haval couple, Azak, is also a bastard who does not read.

This time is very delicate!

As for Dean's reaction, the resigned Haval didn't care.

He nodded: "Yes, before his disappearance, Azak used to hang out with his friends near the abandoned XX factory, which is a paradise for those children away from their parents. ”

"But about 20 days ago, there was a disappearance of the child over there.

There was Azak's girlfriend inside.

It was a little girl with a nice personality, and my wife and I were very optimistic that she could be Azak's helper, so when our son approached us and asked for help, we readily agreed.

The unexpected happened. ”

"What accident?" Harry has been intrigued by Haval's narration.

Haval changed his words: "It's okay if you want me to continue, but you must protect me and my wife's safety, otherwise even if you send our husband and wife to a mental hospital, you will never know the secrets hidden there!" ”

Ahh

was threatened.

Harry turned his head to look at Dean.

Dean smiled and threw away the cigarette butt in his hand: "Speak well." ”

He was still a kid with a somewhat rebellious personality.

Take the initiative to give in, you can!

Threatened, no!

Haval was clearly unaware of Dean's approach.

Instead, he felt that Dean was bluffing, raised his head, and said disdainfully:

"There's not much to say.

I was really afraid of being sent to that hellish welfare psychiatric hospital.

But because of that.

You don't have the means to threaten me now.

Because once I tell the secret of the abandoned factory, even if I get out unharmed in the end, our husband and wife will be dead, so if you don't agree, I will definitely not speak! ”

"Hard to guess?"

Dean slowly got up, walked in front of Haval, turned his back on the light, looked down at the slick middle-aged man with his mouth closed, and slowly spit out a word in the other party's frightened gaze: "Counterfeit money!" ”

Hearing this word, Haval's pupils contracted violently, and his body couldn't help but swing.

How can it be!

How could this detective, who is too young to speak, know that there is a secret of counterfeit banknotes hidden in the abandoned factory!

In this case, wouldn't he have no means to threaten the other party?

Seeing Haval's reaction, Dean turned up, turned around, sat back in his seat, crossed his legs, and said leisurely: "I'm kind-hearted, I can forgive you for your previous threat, don't waste time, let's say, this is your last chance for redemption." ”

Haval couldn't figure out how much Dean knew.

He's in turmoil at the moment.

On one side is their only lifesaver and value.

On one side is the inside story of some welfare psychiatric hospitals that he knows.

How should you choose?

Dean didn't give him much time to think.

He stretched out three fingers: "For three seconds, if you still choose to be silent, then on behalf of the majority of people with mental illness, I will thank Mr. Harvard and your wife for their contribution to the medical cause in the United States!" ”

"I say!"

"I say!"

Mr. Haval, an old fritter, was easily broken by Dean's words between the ups and downs of his psychological defense.

He was afraid that Dean would start the countdown, so he said very quickly: "This matter is not as simple as printing counterfeit banknotes, after my son asked for help, my wife and I, with some special equipment, went to the abandoned factory for investigation.

That's some very stealthy surveillance equipment.

At the same time, Azak also deliberately gave some disguised trackers to some of his female friends.

That's the case.

As soon as the killer who took those children reappears, we can immediately get useful clues.

It went more smoothly than we thought.

On the same day, another fifteen-year-old girl disappeared when she went to the toilet.

Monitoring according to the location and the corresponding area.

We finally found out the secret in the dilapidated warehouse of an abandoned factory. ”

Haval licked his dry lips and continued, "There's an underground passage hidden there, and a masked man came out of it and took the poor girl with him.

Azak wanted to get someone to come with a gun, enter the passage, and rescue his girlfriend.

But his mom and I, because we have been in the gray area of Los Angeles for many years, know that things are not simple.

Actually, in the early years.

Many of the factories opened in the surrounding area have experienced the impact of industrial products in small Asian countries, which makes it difficult to maintain, and it is necessary to reduce production and transfer industries, and some gangsters value the concealment of these factories.

Some chose to do OEM fake wine production.

Some even dig basements directly under the factory to produce 'drugs'.

Because there are people working on it to cover up.

These places, on the contrary, are more hidden.

Azak's mother and I, suspecting that this was a gangster, returned and hid in the basement to make and produce drugs.

Plus those missing girls.

Let us conclude that these people are very careless and belong to the role that cannot be put on the stage.

So we had bad thoughts. ”

Hear here.

Harry was a little confused.

He knocked on the table, interrupted Haval's words, and wondered, "Why are you sure that there is a guy in the underground secret room who can't get on the table?" ”

Haval looked at the sincere expression on the black man's face, lowered his head, and explained unwillingly: "Because the group can't even control the crotch of the pants, it can't be done."

Dismantling organs requires strict matching.

And the trafficking of girls, the quality of that group of girls, is not worth much.

Then they have only one purpose for taking the girls for several days in a row.

That is, they have been holding back for a long time and need to vent their 'encounters'! ”

When talking.

Haval's clenched fist is about to puncture his palm!

FK！

This idiot can't even figure this out.

Thinking of himself, an old fritter who has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, was actually threatened by this idiot just now, and chose to compromise, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

"Okay, you have a point, keep talking!" Harry didn't see that he was asking casually, and he exposed his upper limit of IQ, and nodded with satisfaction.

Another day of learning.

That's nice.

Haval bit his lip fiercely and continued:

"My wife and I think.

They didn't leak any rumors before, but recently they couldn't bear it, indicating that the group of people was about to finish making drugs.

And this kind of hidden secret room, which is generally not very large, can accommodate up to five or six people.

So we moved the idea of black eating black.

We first asked our son to spread rumors to keep all the children who were hanging out of the abandoned factory, and then we bought incendiary bombs mixed with narcotic smoke through special channels.

Finally, by familiarizing himself with the secret room, he found the vent of the secret room and carried out a raid.

The plan was a success.

We flipped through the fun-loving idiots and got what they had worked so hard to get.

That's almost a ton of counterfeit bills.

Perfect counterfeit banknotes! ”

Haval's eyes showed fascination: "This is really the most perfect counterfeit money I have ever seen, the only difference between them and the real money is that they are made in a simple underground vault, but they can be actually circulated, and even deposited in the bank!" ”

"And then?"

Harry's eyes widened.

A ton of American knives, how much is that?

Big case!!

Thanks to the book friend of 'Soldier Fighter Zard' for the reward of 5,000 book coins, thank you boss! Congratulations on being promoted to deacon!

Thanks to the two book friends of "Encouragement" and "Red Blood Cells 2002", and thank you to the boss!

(End of chapter)