Song Qiu struggled violently in his seat. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

His hands and feet were firmly secured to his seat in steel shackles by the police as soon as he entered the interrogation room.

Song Qiu originally thought that these shackles were made for all the suspects who entered here, but at this time, he couldn't break free, and realized that these shackles were only for him alone.

Zhang Yuzhu was condescending, standing in front of Song Qiu, his indifferent expression made Song Qiu can't help but think of the unpopular and lofty statue in the temple.

Those lifeless and rigid statues brought Song Qiu almost the same feeling that Zhang Yuzhu brought him at this time.

"See what I'm doing?" Zhang Yuzhu stretched out his right hand again, and gently patted Song Qiu's cheek with his palm insultingly, and the palm and cheek collided with a crisp sound of "popping".

"I see that you look like a clay statue, and I should have offered you to the temple. Song Qiu's limbs were tightly restrained, and he couldn't move, so he could only look up and grin at Zhang Yuzhu.

Zhang Yuzhu's eyes narrowed into a slit, his lips were also pursed into a slit, and he laughed twice with almost no facial nerves, and without warning, he slammed another punch on Song Qiu's small stomach.

Seeing Song Qiu trying to curl up in pain, but he couldn't complete this action because his limbs were fixed, Zhang Yuzhu's heart felt a burst of joy.

Quietly flicking his wrist, Zhang Yuzhu stroked his right knuckles with his left hand, frowning and thinking, could this kid be a master of hard exercises such as the golden bell cover iron cloth shirt?

"Don't tell me nonsense, our time is too precious to waste. Zhang Yuzhu propped his hands on the small table in front of Song Qiu, leaned close to Song Qiu with his face, and said seriously word by word.

Song Qiu waited until the pain in his lower abdomen disappeared, then slowly sat up straight, staring at Zhang Yuzhu without saying a word.

"Yo, do you dare to stare at me?" Zhang Yuzhu laughed instead of being angry, his hands clenched into fists, and there was a clicking sound between his knuckles.

"But what else can you do but stare at me? waste, do you have the ability to break free of the shackles and challenge me?" Zhang Yuzhu slapped Song Qiu on the other side of the face with another hook.

The corners of Song Qiu's mouth also overflowed with blood.

His hair was already messy, and a few strands of black hair stained with sweat hung down on his forehead, covering Song Qiu's sword-sharp eyebrows.

But Song Qiu's expression was very calm, as calm as a quiet lake with no wind, rain or fishing.

"You should pray from now on that I don't walk out of the interrogation room. Song Qiu said softly, his eyes as bright as the starry sky outside the building.

Zhang Yuzhu looked at Song Qiu's calm expression, and felt that expression was the biggest ridicule of himself, and the anger in his heart suddenly burned.

He was about to raise his fist and fight again, but was stopped by Chang Xinyu, who rushed over: "Enough, Senior Brother Zhang, something will happen if you continue to fight." ”

Chang Xinyu persuaded Zhang Yuzhu softly: "Senior brother, you sit down and rest for a while, and I'll ask him." ”

Zhang Yuzhu sneered at Song Qiu twice, pointed at him and said, "You just thank Senior Sister Chang, otherwise you must already regret why you crawled out of your mother's womb by now." ”

Chang Xinyu saw that Zhang Yuzhu was about to continue talking, so he hurriedly interrupted him and said to Song Qiu: "Song Qiu, please answer our questions honestly." Do you have anything to do with this case?"

"Nope. Song Qiu shook his head and said.

Chang Xinyu bowed slightly, picked up the case information provided by the police, and continued to ask: "According to the police investigation, there are a total of nine deceased, and these deceased have a common feature, that is, each of them is a wanted criminal. ”

She blocked Song Qiu's movement to speak, and said competently: "Don't worry, I haven't finished my words yet." ”

"Among these deceased, there is a person named Mei Tianxing, after a strict investigation by the police, you and Mei Tianxing, and the Mei family have a lot of grudges, and even several members of the Mei family, including Mei Tianxing, were sent to prison, it is said that they are all thanks to you?" Chang Xinyu asked.

"Mei Tianxing does have a share of credit for going to prison, but you want me to admit that I killed him, but it's impossible, because I didn't kill anyone at all. Song Qiu said without the slightest hesitation.

"Don't be stubborn, to paraphrase an old saying commonly used by the police: be lenient in confession, and strict in resisting. Chang Xinyu hugged a stack of case materials and said: "I don't want to use torture, and I hope you can honestly explain." ”

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The night was dark, and the silence was unique to the night.

Cai Zhiyuan, who was supposed to accompany the young man in the long white robe, stood outside his office, like a guard who was conscientiously standing guard for the chief.

He didn't go in to be accompanied, of course because someone was inside.

The young man in a long white robe sat in the office, picked up the teacup on the coffee table, took a sip, looked at the person opposite the coffee table, frowned and said, "I didn't expect that in the middle of the night, your eldest son Jiang would come here to drink tea with me without sleeping." ”

Opposite the coffee table sitting opposite him, a man in a green shirt smiled faintly: "What, Chen Fan, don't you welcome me?"

The young man in the long white robe known as "Chen Fan" waved his hand and said, "Welcome, very welcome." The eldest disciple of the Kunlun Heavenly Palace, who would dare not welcome it? Who among the immortal cultivators in Huaxia today does not know that a single sentence from you, the eldest prince of Jiang Feng and Hanjiang, can decide the survival and decline of a sect?"

Jiang Fenghan shook his head and said with a smile: "You guys are trying to kill me." ”

Chen Fan said with emotion: "For countless years, in this land, dynasties will change, countries will rise and fall, only your Kunlun Heavenly Palace will remain unchanged and last forever." The world thinks that long live is just an unrealistic fantasy, but they don't know that it is the most appropriate description of your Kunlun Heavenly Palace. Long live, long live, your Kunlun Heavenly Palace is really about to live forever, right?"

Jiang Fenghan took a shallow sip of the tea in the teacup and said, "Our Kunlun Heavenly Palace can always exist, because we have never thought of changing the dynasty and standing up to the sky. We have always been very clear about our own understanding, we are just a group of ants living in the world, maybe slightly stronger than ordinary people, but if we can't cultivate into true immortals, then all vain fame and glory are in vain. As for long live, from ancient times to the present, people who want to live long live have died, and we people in Kunlun Heavenly Palace just want to live well, so we have never thought about long live. There was no such thing in the past, not now, and not in the future. ”

Chen Fan said: "Say, what are you here for, it can't really be to drink tea with me, right?"

Jiang Fenghan coughed twice, put down the teacup, and said softly: "I'm here to ask you for someone." ”