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Chapter 82

"You don't look like a poor person in your dress. How can you buy a train ticket and still fake it?"

In the guard room, a policeman interrogated Han Zhen with a curious face.

At this time, Han Zhen still didn't know that one of his unintentional actions had indirectly eliminated a gang of evil forces who made money by kidnapping and abducting street children. He was still immersed in the depressed mood of being arrested by the police for his bravery.

When he heard the police officer in front of him asking, he rolled his eyes and replied indifferently: "You won't sell me the real train ticket."

The policeman was stunned for a moment, not understanding what he meant, and continued to ask: "Why can't I buy you a train ticket?"

Han Zhen wanted to say that he had lost his ID card, but as soon as he rolled his eyes, he said casually: "Because I am a wanted criminal."

The two police officers who temporarily detained Han Zhen were wondering how a counterfeit ticket buyer could mobilize such a large force to surround him. When they heard what he said, they suddenly felt enlightened.

One of them asked seriously again: "Then explain yourself. What did you commit before?"

Han Zhen replied lazily: "Fight and fight."

The police took a closer look at Han Zhen's strong figure under his tight suit. He felt that this reason was very convincing, so he said in a persuasive way: "Young people, don't be too impulsive when things happen. If there is anything, you can call the police to solve it. Look at you, stay here now

If the case is filed, you can't even take the train. Oh, by the way, fighting won't lead to cross-border arrests, right?"

When it came to the latter part, the policeman himself felt that something was not right and asked again in confusion.

Han Zhen glanced at him sideways, deliberately lowered his voice and said, "I beat someone to death."

The hands of the interrogating policemen trembled subconsciously. The two of them were just policemen patrolling nearby. Criminal cases were usually not handled by them. This was the first time they had dealt with a murderer since they were police officers.

The policeman who had just asked the question was already regretting that he had talked too much. It would have been better if he had just waited until someone from the higher-level department came to hand him over. There was no point in interrogating him.

If we continue to interrogate him now, he may be suspected of violating discipline. If we don't ask, he will appear guilty.

After thinking about it, he still had the courage to speak and continued: "Ahem, so young people are too impulsive. Tell me honestly, where did you beat the person to death?"

Han Zhen rolled his eyes up and looked like he was thinking. After thinking for a while, he replied: "There are too many. I won't be able to remember them for a while."

The police comrade sat behind the table pretending to be calm. In fact, his hands on his thighs were shaking even more, but he still asked calmly on the surface: "Where is the murder weapon? What did you use to kill the person?"

"The knife is on me." Han Zhen said nonchalantly.

The two policemen immediately jumped up from their seats, regretting not handcuffing him directly in the first place.

One person pulled out a baton from his waist and pointed it at Han Zhen carefully and said: "Don't move." At the same time, he looked at his teammates to call for support.

Neither of them had guns, so it was understandable that they would be nervous when facing a gangster who might have a murder weapon on them.

Han Zhen put on a smiling expression and said, "Comrades police, don't be nervous. I have no intention of attacking you. I am a good citizen and I have not attacked police officers a few times."

The two policemen are more polite. What do you mean by good citizens? They have assaulted the police a few times. Normal good citizens have never done this once.

A policeman quickly took out his walkie-talkie and whispered something into the room, while the policeman holding a baton on guard continued to ask: "What is the reason for you killing?"

Han Zhenyi said sternly: "Debt collection, those guys bought my things and refused to pay me, of course I killed them all."

After hearing this reason, the policeman felt a little relieved. At least he was not a perverted murderer, so he continued to ask: "Are you in business? What do you sell?"

Han Zhen replied: "Yeah, selling white powder!"

The policeman who was holding the walkie-talkie and talking softly heard the words and his hands trembled again, and the walkie-talkie fell to the ground. The next moment, he quickly bent down to pick up the walkie-talkie and whispered a few words quickly into it again.

Not long after, four or five other nearby police officers arrived, including several station security guards. For a while, the small guard room was filled with people wearing police uniforms and uniforms. They were all on guard against Han Zhen.

But no one took any measures.

Seeing the actions of these people, Han Zhen knew in his heart that they were probably waiting for the superiors who could handle this matter to arrive.

Sure enough, not long after, another middle-aged man in police uniform pushed open the door and entered the guard room. As soon as he entered, he was stunned by the strange scene in the room.

"What's the situation? Why do you want to control individuals and engage in such a big battle?"

Faced with the accusations from the visitor, the policeman who first met Han Zhen showed a dissatisfied look on his face and complained: "Comrade, how do the people in your department do things? Not even talking about such a dangerous target.

Clearly, the lives of our police officers are not our lives. Who will be responsible if something happens?"

The person who walked in through the door looked confused, thinking: What? Why did you become a dangerous person when you were asked to control someone who bought fake tickets?

However, thinking of that person's repeated instructions to take the mission goal seriously, he still pointed at the policeman who spoke first and said, "Please come out with me and explain the situation."

Then he turned around and left the guard room first, and the policemen behind him quickly followed.

Not long after, the man pushed the door open again and entered the guard room. He stared at Han Zhen with a strange expression and asked, "They said you killed someone. What's going on?"

Han Zhen blinked his big bright eyes and said innocently: "No, who did you listen to?"

The visitor frowned and continued to ask: "They also said you had a murder weapon hidden on your body. Can I search it?"

Han Zhen spread his hands indifferently, indicating that he was casual.

The visitor stepped forward cautiously and searched for Han Zhen for a long time, but found nothing.

Then he pointed at the policeman again and asked, "He just said you were selling drugs. Is that true?"

Hearing this, Han Zhenyi slammed the table with anger and said angrily: "You can't listen to these people's nonsense. They also said that I bought fake tickets!"

All police officers: “…”

About twenty minutes later, Han Zhen followed the middle-aged policeman out of the station with a look of helplessness and got into a police car parked on the roadside.

As soon as he got in the car, the middle-aged man stared at Han Zhen narrowly for a while, and then said, "I now know what that girl Fang Qin meant when she told me to be careful about your bad mouth."

Then, without waiting for Han Zhen to speak, he introduced himself with a smile: "Introducing myself, my name is Gu Long, the captain of the third detachment of the Z City Criminal Investigation Corps. You will see me here all because of Fang Qin."

The girl asked me to come, so if you have any grievances, don’t come at me. As the saying goes, every grievance has its debtor, you young people can handle your own affairs, and don’t bother us old guys."

Han Zhen felt that the meaning of the other party's words was a bit strange. What does it mean for young people to solve their own problems?

In addition, he also guessed at this time that he probably alerted Zhao Yu when he was applying for a new ID card in Yangguan, and his whereabouts were betrayed by him.

But these are not the point, the point is...

"You said your name is Gu Long? The Gu Long who wrote "The Eight Parts of the Dragon"?"

Captain Gu Long had a dark look on his face: "Jin Yong is the one who wrote Tian Long Ba Bu. How uneducated are you?"

Han Zhen suddenly said: "Oh yes, that's Jin Yong, then what did you write?"

"It's "Tianya Mingyue Knife" and "Chu Liuxiang"...ah, I'm not that Gu Long."

Captain Gu Long interrupted the conversation with a dark face, and then explained: "Our old man is a fan of Gu Long, and he happens to have such a rare surname as Gu, so he gave me such a name."

Han Zhen nodded quickly and said: "I understand, Officer Gu, you see, we are already acquaintances, and I haven't committed any serious crimes. Why don't you just let me go and don't take me to the police station?"

Gu Long complained in his heart when did we become acquaintances, but he said: "You, you really didn't do anything serious, but we are familiar with each other, but I am not as familiar with Xiao Fang. I will take you to the bureau."

She asked for it, so there’s nothing I can do.”

Seeing the other party's candid excuse, Han Zhen knew that it might not be easy to escape, so he could only sigh helplessly and huddled in the passenger seat of the police car as if resigned to his fate.

Seeing that Han Zhen had become more honest, Gu Long started the police car and said again: "Actually, if you go to the bureau for this matter, the most you can do is criticize and educate him. If Xiao Fang hadn't said that you are a problem,

Your fine constitution needs to be strictly monitored, and there is no need for me, a criminal police captain, to come forward and take you to the bureau. By the way, I see that you are wearing famous brands, what do you do at home? How did you and Xiao Fang meet?

?”

Seeing the gossipy look on the other person's face, Han Zhenzhen said, "Uncle, have you misunderstood something?"

However, he absolutely couldn't stand the other party slandering his reputation. He immediately said righteously: "Speaking of uncle, what is a good physique? I can tell you that as a young man in the new era, he has been adhering to the four beauties since he was a child and obeying the discipline.

Abiding by the law, with a jade tree facing the wind, handsome and unrestrained, with a pear tree crushing a begonia, loved by everyone, with flowers blooming, and with cars having flat tires. I am simply a benchmark for outstanding young people in the new era, and I have always been unswerving and unwavering with everything.

The forces of evil will fight to the end. It is not too much to say that I am the embodiment of justice. Wherever I go, I will exude the shining light of the core values ​​of socialism, making all evil deeds invisible. If you don’t believe me, go find Zhao Yu and ask, oh yes.

Yes, he is from the criminal police team of Yangguan Town, and he works in the same system as you."

Gu Long was just casually gossiping, but he didn't expect the other party to blurt out a long list of gossips. He was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth.

However, he still subconsciously retorted: "But why did I hear Xiao Fang say that you are a person who gets into trouble wherever you go, and it's a big deal when you do it?"

Han Zhen said sadly: "Slander, naked slander."

Before he finished speaking, a cell phone rang in the car. Gu Long awkwardly signaled Han Zhen to be quiet, holding the steering wheel with one hand and answered the phone with the other.

Then, the content on the phone made his expression change.

"What? Murder? Four dead? Kidnapped children were also found at the scene. Yes, I'm near the train station. I'll rush there right now."

After hanging up the phone, Gu Long stared straight ahead and continued driving. However, if you look closely, you will find that he was secretly observing Han Zhen in the reflector from the corner of his eye. The hand holding the steering wheel began to shake slightly, as if he was driving.
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