The Public Security Bureau Director Zhang Yifei has seen it several times in reality and on TV several times, but he has never felt this strong sense of familiarity and he can't help but feel confused.

While he was staring at the police chief, the middle-aged man also looked up at him and nodded slightly at him in a nearly invisible amplitude.

This seemingly ordinary action deepened Zhang Yifei's doubts - nodding and greeting, it is nothing to use on acquaintances or even on ordinary people whom you meet for the first time. It is normal. But what is Zhang Yifei's current identity? The suspect! And who is the person opposite? The director of the public security bureau!

The head of the public security department nodded and greeted a suspect for the first time when he met. That was really a mystery.

Could it be that uncle has already given the money? It is impossible to be here soon, and can this money be collected? What's the familiar feeling? Or, he has met bugs, and may even be the same kind of person who was buried in his mind by bugs. Countless guesses flashed in his heart, and then he heard the director in front speak.

"Old Zhang..." The director looked at the somewhat cramped director in front and smiled, "I have no other intention to inspect this time, I am here to investigate the murder of the seventeen people."

"Even if it is such a major matter, do you still need the Director to come to the case personally? This does not comply with the rules?" After hearing the director's purpose, Director Zhang was stunned and laughed with him.

"What the above means, haven't you been messed up by that video recently? I don't want to add fuel to the fire. Alas, it's been a panic recently. I'm not at ease with this matter, so I can only supervise it myself."

"The leader was thoughtful." Director Zhang continued to laugh.

"You have to control the mouths of the people in the residence. The current situation is to be stable! If you say it out, don't say you lose your job, I won't do it long!" The police chief said to Zhang Suo, then patted his shoulder heavily to show "remember". When Director Zhang nodded and bowed, he slowed down, "Where is that suspect now? Bring him here."

"Uh..." Director Zhang was stunned after hearing the director's words, then looked at Zhang Yifei and reacted, "Just him!"

"Oh, that's quite a coincidence." The director smiled, not showing any surprise because of this "coincidence". "Prepare it to the interrogation room!"

At the command of the director, the two armed police officers behind pushed Zhang Yifei into the interrogation room.

The interrogation room was in good condition. There was an isolated iron window in front of me. There were two armed police officers standing behind them. On the other side of the iron window were the director and the city bureau leader. The director and a guard stood behind the leader.

Because the Public Security Bureau Director was here in person, the main work of interrogation must have been handed over to him.

"Let's talk about the situation at that time, and say it concisely." After sitting down, the director spoke. Although his attitude was not kind, he was very "calm" and had no oppressive force that the prisoner should have. "Of course, what you said must be consistent with the facts."

When the director said the four words "facts match", the words were slightly heavier.

This makes things even more strange.

Zhang Yifei thought about the current situation carefully. After his mind was turned around, he felt that it would be better to tell the truth. After all, he really didn't know what happened before on the scene, and there was no place to write about it. Moreover, those people were not killed by him. Telling the truth might be more beneficial to him.

"At that time, I was driving home... When I was driving into a small alley, I saw a crazy madman. The madman ran very fast and had a great power. As soon as I stopped, I saw him chasing a woman..." After Zhang Yifei organized some language, he briefly told the situation at that time. Of course, in the end, the matter of killing the "madman" and the subsequent flying out of the bugs was covered up by him. He said in a vague way that he was frightened and knocked on the telephone pole and fainted.

"That's how..." After hearing Zhang Yifei's words, the director nodded without comment.

"Does that person have any accomplices?"

"without."

After Zhang Yifei shook his head, the interrogation really began to become boring. It seemed that the director’s most concerned issue was the question of “whether the madman has any accomplices”. Then the marked interrogation procedure began. The things behind were a bit unreasonable, and the director’s questions were also a bit formal. They did not grasp Zhang Yifei’s verbal breakthrough at all, nor did they delve into those “looplets”.

After such a very programmatic interrogation, the Public Security Bureau Chief stood up and left, and before leaving, he again warned Director Zhang, "Be careful and don't cause trouble."

Although Director Zhang is not a high-ranking official, he has been working in this national system for many years. After hearing this, he wisely did not mention the murder in the prison cell just now - he really did "not cause trouble".

"Secretary, what should I do?" After seeing off the director, Director Zhang returned to the interrogation room with a confidant.

"There are no idle cells in the office?"

"It's gone. There are so many troubles outside these days. There are also those who are traveling and demonstrating while the chaos is taking advantage of the chaos. There are more and more people. Not to mention idle houses, those who are not idle are seriously overstocked."

"Then you send it to Xue Zi's room, there should be no accident there."

"That guy is a thorny guy. He has a bad hand and a bad heart. It won't be a problem, right?"

"Don't worry, that guy has the vision."

Zhang Yifei sat on the other side of the iron fence, and Director Zhang and his two muttered words were clearly heard. After the two discussed, he was taken out of the interrogation room by the escort officers and turned all the way to the Xue Zi's cell they designated - it turned out that the one who must have been unable to go back.

"In the past, I had to have closed a single room. Now, not only did I have a single room, but everyone was overcrowded. Recently, it was really messy." After entering another cell and hearing the sound of the iron gate closing, Zhang Yifei found that the situation here was not much better, and there were more than 20 people inside, but the composition of the personnel in this room was much messy - most of them were some social personnel.

When Zhang Yifei entered, he saw four or five people with their heads facing the wall in the corner. Their heads were straight at a forty-five degrees to the wall, with their hands behind their backs. This posture tests the strength of the neck, and no one can stand it for a long time. When he opened the door and went in, he happened to see a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old who could not bear the pressure. He relaxed his strength and immediately pulled his nose against the rough wall. Although he finally supported it with both hands, he still grind his nose to pieces and the flesh on the nose was rotten.

Of course, this was still light. The fate he couldn't hold on was that he was beaten by the strong man behind him and fisted to his injured nose until the bridge of the nose was broken and the nasal polyps were completely beaten out and exposed the nasal cartilage inside, and then he stopped.

Zhang Yifei took a look at this and began to look for the prison head in the cell - this trick is called "the wall above the head", the common method of scheming and taming newcomers by prison heads. The wall above the head, the cushion chair, and the alarm bell... There are many ways to play, which is to put pressure on the spirit and the body. It is simple and crude to say, but very effective - there have been these ways to play since ancient times, and it has been overwhelming, and it is naturally the essence.

"Oh, is there a new person?" When Zhang Yifei was observing others, others naturally saw him. An instant man in his thirties stood up from the crowd. Just as he was about to speak, a voice came out from behind, "Don't move for a long time, this person is a friend."

Accompanied by the sound, a smiling man walked over from the man before. He spoke, and heard a fierce voice, and stopped moving immediately. Zhang Yifei looked at the man and found that the man was still young, and he looked only twenty-six or seven, but he was very strong and had a special force on his body, but he was not in line with his toughness. When he stood up, he looked hippie and smiled, as if he had seen something very happy.

"What's wrong? I've brought all the handcuffs and shackles, and killed people in prison?" The man walked over with his hands rubbing his pants, smiling.

"Yes." Zhang Yifei nodded, then looked down and signaled his pocket with his eyes, "You smoke."

"Ha! This treatment!!" The young man took out the fire and smoke from Zhang Yifei's pocket, first lit one for him, then lit one by himself, and then pulled the two of them to sit in the corner of the wall.

"How did you come in?"

"I've encountered a murder case." Zhang Yifei responded.

"Then it's hard to get out at this critical moment, but it seems that there is still a way out of your way out. In this way, my friend, if you can really go out, you can find me. Xue Zi from the hardware and building materials market, you should have heard of it."

"Well, I've heard it." Zhang Yifei has heard it, but he has never seen it. In many cities, the building materials and hardware markets are not so clean. Like sand yards and kiln factories, they are basically stuck to the edge of the **.

Xue Zi is a relatively famous one. He accounts for half of the supply channels of hardware and building materials at a young age, and is considered to be a relatively famous one in the industry.

"Isn't your business very good? It has been stable in the past two years, why have you been in?" Nowadays, no matter whether it is black, white, green, or colorful roads, it is the same. If you want to gain a foothold and enter the market, you need to work hard, but after you can gain a foothold, most people still have to seek stability. First, you are at ease, second, you cannot put pressure on those merchants every day, and third, you are in trouble sooner or later. Therefore, after a steady state, it is difficult to say that you have committed another crime - even if you make a mistake, you will not come down in person. Zhang Yifei understands this, so he has this question.

"Do you think that video is real?" Xue Zi didn't answer Zhang Yifei, but asked a question backwards-and this question basically determines the reason why he came in. However, it is definitely different from those stupid students who engage in "information disclosure" and shout slogans. His purpose is very clear.

"yes."

"That's easy to talk." Xue Zi slapped his forehead and said in a tone of "I'm just a smart person": "I've given up most of the building materials business and took out money to make food."

Storing grain in the doomsday!

Insightful and visionary!

But it is obvious that he is not the only one who is insightful and visionary. Those who believe in videos must have those who are stronger than Xue Zi in terms of power and background. Moreover, food itself is something that the state can hoard and operate on a large scale. It is rare for him, a person with a half-black and half-white background, who has no huge official background, to enter.

It is not surprising that it is broken up, ends up here, or a dispute has started and entered the institute.

"If you can go out and fight me, I'm short of staff."
Chapter completed!