Compared with Officer Tao, who had not returned home all night, Captain Luo, who had just smuggled out of the hospital, Mr. Fei's outfit was probably enough to attend a ceremony.

The man changed his clothes again, and he was still cleverly between seriousness and leisure, abstinence and indifference. His long hair should be fluffy, and he was ashamed of the place where he should be obedient, without any confusion. He also wore the pair of metal-framed flat-glasses with a gentle and scum style, and even changed his perfume.

The night before, in order to find Wang Xiujuan, Fei Du spent almost the whole night. It is said that he went to the hospital early in the morning to take notes with Wang Xiujuan. I don’t know where he got the Southern Hemisphere time to dress up.

Even though Luo Wenzhou has always been confident that he is the best handsome man in the world, under such a sharp contrast, he really wants to beat the slut in front of him - especially the slut is looking at him through a pair of lenses with malicious intentions.

Luo Wenzhou cleared his throat hard, and forced himself to switch from being angry to being embarrassed to being angry to "saying everything to others" to "the immortal spirit" that "everything cannot be told to others."

He said seriously: "My man found a secret residence in Zhao Haochang and found something in the basement, which is inseparable from what you infer. I sincerely think you are very magical, Mr. Fei, who is worthy of being a professional and pervert for twenty years."

Tao Ran said with a very toothache beside him: "I'm a little embarrassed now, I don't know if you feel the same way."

Luo Wenzhou, who was tragically demolished, inserted his pocket in anger and asked Fei Du: "Why are you here again? Is your company going to go bankrupt?"

"I ran for He Zhongyi's mother and asked about the progress of the investigation," Fei Du tapped the dial on his wrist. "In addition, given that you are already confused, I would like to remind Team Luo that it is exactly six o'clock on Saturday evening, and it is already off work time regardless of date or time."

Luo Wenzhou: "..."

"Brother," Fei Du turned to Tao Ran, "Even if you work overtime voluntarily, others should express gratitude for your hard work. Isn't this the minimum politeness? Forgot weekends and forget the bosses who come off work are rubbish. I think this kind of person is second only to those who forget to pay their wages - fortunately, he didn't pay your wages."

When the city gate caught fire, a fish in the pond was burning. Tao Yu slapped the war on his body expressionlessly: "...Let's talk about what Lang Qiao has discovered."

Lang Qiao's scalp was a little numb. She stood in the stairwell and rubbed her face twice with her unwashed hands for the first time.

The basement is arranged like an old-style library, with several rows of huge wooden cabinets all the way to the roof, and there are small squares on the cabinets, each with a transparent glass jar in each small grid. There are all kinds of things displayed, and tags are hung below, with dates and events written on them.

A stale, cold, indescribable aura came to my face, and Lang Qiao's hair stood up one by one.

For a moment, she felt that the jars seemed to be used to soak specimens in the laboratory.

But what made her goosebumps the most were not these big cabinets, but a floor lamp surrounded by the middle of the cabinet.

The lamp body was made into the shape of a tree, with a very strange shape - the lamp base was a "tree" that was about to break from the middle, and a lamp was installed in the hollow "trunk". When it was turned on, a cluster of bright light overflowed from the "trunk". All the stretched "trunks" were bald, and small pieces of slender lamp tubes were installed on the bare "trunks". From a distance, it seemed to be wrapped in a ball of burning fire.

Searchers registered items and labels on the shelves in sequence.

Zhao Haochang was very organized, from left to right, in a strict chronological order. The earliest one was marked with "university". According to the time record, it should be the day when Zhao Haochang, Zhao Fengnian had just entered university and took the train to leave Province H for the first time.

It is indeed worth remembering when going to college, but ordinary people usually keep their admission letters, but Zhao Haochang took a unique approach and saved a ham sausage.

When the police took it down, the ham sausage that had been expired for many years was not broken at all.

There are more incredible things than this, and there are many things that are confusing. During his college years, he collected many small things such as cotton socks, wrist guards, mobile hard drives, etc. In the eyes of outsiders, the collections and the events on the labels were completely inconsistent, which made people confused.

"Joer," a more flexible colleague set up a ladder and climbed up the early cabinet. While taking the glass jars and label dates from the upper floor one by one, he asked, "Are you sure these rags are useful - a small kung fu tea cup, which says 'internship'... What's this?"

He paused, picked up the next jar, and looked carefully for a while: "The 'liberation' written in the label, is the souvenir... a rag?"

Lang Qiao looked up and his pupils shrank suddenly: "Give it to me!"

She carefully took the transparent jar through the gloves, and her heart skipped a beat, and shivered firmly in the cold and wet basement - it was a dirty, greasy sleeve. Under the floor light, the aged dirt was still shining, and the background color of the florals on it could be seen vaguely.

In the scanned photos of the town police who handled the arson case, the fool's sleeves were single!

"Xiaolang," someone called her on the shelf on the far right, "Come and take a look at this!"

On Saturday night, Zhao Haochang had already spent a difficult day and night in the municipal bureau.

No matter how pleasing the eye, if you have to wait for a night, the stubble and sebum on your face will be disfigured.

Zhao Haochang looked a little embarrassed, but he still kept his sitting posture expressionlessly. When he saw Luo Wenzhou walking in with a file folder, he even raised his chin to him a bit arrogantly.

"Hello Lawyer Zhao, let me briefly say two points first. First, the 24-hour period is not yet here, so we can talk a few more. Second, no one will not let you hire a lawyer, no one tortures you, and no one abuses you, right? Of course, if you have to say that my canteen hurts your appetite, then I can't do anything about it. We really don't have a public budget for ordering takeout - Lawyer Zhao has no other objection to this, right?"

Luo Wenzhouren didn't sit down and had already snatched all Zhao Haochang's opening remarks in one breath.

Zhao Haochang's eyes twitched slightly, as if he was angry by his attitude. He forced himself to show it and deliberately said to Luo Wenzhou with a slight slight look: "You look familiar, sorry for forgetting who you are, what do you call me?"

Luo Wenzhou was stunned, and then he was not angry, but laughed out loud. Then, he lazily adjusted his sitting posture and answered indifferently: "I, look at you so smart, why don't you guess."

Zhao Haochang sat for too long, and his whole body was a little stiff, and he was implicated in a sneer that should have been at ease. He pulled the corners of his mouth unnaturally: "There is no need for this, I don't think our fate will be very deep."

Luo Wenzhou turned the pen in his hand around: "You sneaked into the Gemini Building in East District, Huashi at midnight, loosened the safety guardrail on the top floor of Building A, almost causing it to happen..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Haochang interrupted him impatiently: "I have already said that, I don't know that someone is going to jump off the building that night, and that you are going to jump off the building in that place. You said I destroyed public facilities and endangered public safety - OK, I admit, I apologize, I can write a review, and there is no problem with fines. Police officer, not everyone can get the salary paid by taxpayers. We are still under a lot of pressure when doing things. Sometimes, for the sake of relax, we may not be able to pay attention to our quality. I will also learn this lesson in the future, okay? Thank you, the same thing, don't let me repeat every time you change someone."

After hearing this long article, Luo Wenzhou smiled and said, "I have worked for so many years and I rarely meet a suspect like Lawyer Zhao."

Zhao Haochang said coldly: "This police officer who doesn't know his surname, please pay attention to the wording. Why do you determine that I am a 'suspect'?"

Luo Wenzhou smiled and hugged his arms in front of his chest: "I have a few more things to ask Lawyer Zhao."

Zhao Haochang paused, his eyes stopped in his body language for a moment, nodded very generously, and made a "please" gesture to him.

"First, the lady who almost fell from the roof yesterday recognized you after seeing your photo. She said that your original name was 'Zhao Fengnian', and she happened to be her fellow countryman, right?"

After hearing the three words "Zhao Fengnian", Zhao Haochang's breath became obviously heavy. His pale face looked like a stone brick, and his poisonous gaze pointed fiercely at Luo Wenzhou.

Luo Wenzhou was unmoved at all, glanced at the file plainly and said: "Based on her testimony, we slightly investigated Lawyer Zhao's background and found that you were born in a relatively remote village under the jurisdiction of T city, H province. It was once called "Zhao Fengnian". Both parents were disabled people who worked at home and had three younger siblings below, and they were born in a miserable family."

Every time he said something, Zhao Haochang's expression became colder.

But at this time, Luo Wenzhou looked up at him and sighed: "It seems that it is not easy for Lawyer Zhao. You can't get one or two college students a year, right? Not to mention that you are getting into the key points, you are so arrogant - and I found that Lawyer Zhao can't hear the sound at all. Are you talking at home and talking in a foreign voice?"

Zhao Haochang's hands trembled uncontrollably on the table, as if he was going to stand up and beat Luo Wenzhou to the floor.

"Oh, I forgot," Luo Wenzhou added fuel to the fire, "I heard that you haven't returned to your hometown for many years. This is wrong. Lawyer Zhao, it's not easy for the villagers to cultivate you, how can you forget your roots?"

Zhao Haochang pounded the table and broke Luo Wenzhou's voice. He didn't stand up. His butt had left the chair. He leaned forward like a beast about to pounce on him. After a few breaths, Zhao Haochang used no amount of perseverance to force his anger and sat back.

"Is that? What a coincidence, I don't know." Zhao Haochang's words seemed to have worn marks of enamel. "I have been away from home for many years, and those people don't remember them very much. In addition, police officer, my university was completed with student loans and scholarships, and I saved the travel expenses myself. I didn't bother anyone to 'train' me. As for whether I go back to my hometown, you are too concerned, right?"

Luo Wenzhou: "Maintaining social order and good customs is also one of our tasks."

Zhao Haochang raised his lips: "It turns out that you have a neighborhood committee, no wonder so many major cases were left unresolved."

"Accept your criticism," Luo Wenzhou successfully angered the other party, shrugged indifferently, and changed his voice, "When talking about major cases, there is something to ask Lawyer Zhao."

He took out a photo from the file and placed it in front of Zhao Haochang: "This girl is named Chen Yuan. She died of drug overdose a few months ago. She is your alumni."

Zhao Haochang seemed to be angry and didn't expect the turn of the peak, and said dryly: "It's so regretful."

"The cause of her death is strange. Two weeks before her death, she contacted a college classmate named Cui Ying and passed on some important evidence to identify the director of the Huashi District Branch to Cui Ying," Luo Wenzhou stared in his eyes. "We just went to visit this girl. She submitted these evidences and mentioned you."

Zhao Haochang's eyes moved quickly, and his fist hanging on his knees tightened slightly, as if he was quickly recalling his own omissions.

Luo Wenzhou: "Cui Ying said that she once shared Chen Yuan's story with you. You stopped her from reporting. Is this a matter?"

"Yes." Zhao Haochang quickly thought about the way to deal with it and sat down slightly. "I did watch that video, it was really creepy, but where should I report it? Is the superior department? Police officer, even if I am sitting opposite you now, I don't know if you are a borer with a human face and a beast heart. What if you are in the same group with them? Isn't the report a trap? We ordinary people have limited abilities and can only protect themselves. Is there anything wrong with this?"

"No," Luo Wenzhou asked, "What have you done after you know this?"

"I went to investigate on the spot," said Zhao Haochang, "but I didn't dare to go deeper, because once when I was pretending to be driving by, I was staring at several suspected drug dealers for a long time. At that time, I realized that this was a very dangerous thing, so I warned Cui Ying not to tell it out, and we can only think that this has never happened."

Luo Wenzhou lowered his voice slightly, "Cui Ying said, you told her before that if you kill someone, you will throw it at the drug trading location in Huacheng District. They won't even investigate it - is there any such thing?"

Zhao Haochang's eyes jumped up nervously. After a while, he took a deep breath: "I'm good to Cui Ying. She is my direct junior. I have been trying to protect her. I don't know why she said that. This is obviously just a joke. I may have said it, or maybe not - but a joke can be used as a handle for being reported and framed... I really don't know if I am in a contemporary civilized society or in the literary inquisition of the Qing Dynasty..."

Before he finished speaking, Luo Wenzhou suddenly interrupted: "Where are you on the night of May 20th?"

Zhao Haochang took the call without thinking: "I went to Chengguang Mansion with my friend first, and later my friend sent me back to the company to work overtime and didn't leave until midnight."

"Where is your company?"

"Wenchang..."

"We got the surveillance video of the No. 34 official house," Luo Wenzhou again refused to let him finish his words and asked, "He Zhongyi, the deceased in the 520th case, got off at the Wenchang intersection around 9:00 to 10:00 that night, and was killed immediately. In order to confuse the public, the murderer then threw his body to the west district of Huashi - it happened to be a drug trading point. What do you have to say about this?"

Outside the surveillance of the interrogation room, Tao Ran whispered: "He was angry as soon as he got up. After that, he didn't expect Cui Ying would 'betray' him. He was a little out of control just now. When Team Luo mentioned the video of No. 34 bus, he was obviously panicked."

Fei Du helped her glasses: "Brother, are you putting me in? Is it compliant?"

"It's okay," said Tao Ran, "It was specially approved by Bureau Lu. He is busy dealing with Wang Hongliang, otherwise he would like to see you in person."

Fei Du thought about it and saw a middle-aged and elderly man with a pleated face, and turned his head to look at Zhao Haochang disapprovingly.

Zhao Haochang's expression changed at the beginning, and his whole body seemed to be frozen in place. However, for only a moment, he seemed to realize something again and showed a somewhat cunning smile.

"He is more prone to anger and offensive than ordinary people, especially when others poke at his weaknesses," Fei Du shook his head, "but he can hold back this and maintain basic rationality. He is really a talent. If it weren't for this, I would have hired him as a legal counsel for a high price."

"He got off the bus at the Wenchang intersection," Zhao Haochang slowly repeated the sentence, "And what? What happened when he got off the bus and was killed? You don't know at all, right?"

Luo Wenzhou slowly restrained his "pretending to be lazy" and looked ugly.

"You have nothing," Zhao Haochang leaned gently on the back of the chair, "A joke, a surveillance camera that doesn't have a village or a store in front of me, I want to surrender myself?"

Luo Wenzhou said nothing, and his embarrassing silence spread in the small interrogation room. He seemed to be in trouble.

Zhao Haochang laughed uncontrollably, as if he "remembered" who the helpless policeman in front of him was.

"Captain Luo, it's too much for you to solve the case." He said, stretching out his wrist, showing off the diamond-inlaid watch on his wrist, and knocking on Luo Wenzhou, "It's not long before twenty-four hours. I think you have nothing else to do. Can I leave early? If not, give me a bed, I want to lie down for a while."

Luo Wenzhou inexplicably disliked his move of knocking on the dial and stared at him without saying a word.

This expression entertained Zhao Haochang to the greatest extent. He successfully suppressed his anger, but did not suppress his complacency at this moment: "I will give you a piece of advice. Team Luo, not everyone will be judged by your old torture methods. Don't be too self-righteous."

He said, stood up on his own and tidied up his clothes in a pretentious manner.

"Zhao Fengnian," Luo Wenzhou finally said softly, "Don't be too self-righteous. The basement of No. 12 of the 'Fengqing Winery' in the north 20 town of the western suburbs is still waiting for you to go back with your eyes open."

Zhao Haochang's smile froze on his face.
Chapter completed!