West Kowloon Mission---
"Sir, I am innocent!"
"Sir, can you let me have a cigarette?"
In the corridor, prisoners were escorted by police officers from time to time, making various demands.
The detective's office on the second floor was smoky.
Those who knew this was Inspector Hua's office, but those who didn't knew thought this was a smoking den.
Yan Xiong's confidant Qiang Qiang is interrogating the prisoner.
"Fuck you, you wet guy! I wouldn't know it without looking at your resume. It turns out that you have a criminal record. Last time you molested a female student in a soda shop on Tai Wo Street. This time you didn't even let the old lady off. Do you have any other criminal records?" human nature?"
"The testimony is clear. You lured her to the vicinity of Chang Ping Lane on Nathan Road and then violently raped her. Now that the witnesses and physical evidence are there, are you still making excuses?"
The salty man was not afraid of boiling water. He leaned on the chair and shook his legs: "Sir, which eye did you see me deceiving? And which eye saw me violently assaulting her? I am innocent. As for the things left at the scene, I bought a lollipop for myself to eat, is that okay?"
"Okay! Then I'll treat you to a big meal too!" Fighting Chicken winked.
The men came forward and handcuffed the salty man to a chair. Fighting Chicken took a thick phone pad and put it on his chest. He raised a small hammer with his other hand and hit him hard.
This hammer is a magic weapon commonly used by Dou Chongqiang and others during interrogations. It has a wooden handle and an iron head as big as an egg. It is one foot and three inches long. It is heavy and strong enough. It is very easy to use. It is usually kept in a drawer when something happens. Just copy it out and help those prisoners get extra meals.
The hammer hit hard, and the force was not light at all. You could feel the pain in your chest even under the thick phone pad, and your ribs were about to explode. Even so, Xian Shiguo remained silent and refused to admit guilt.
In order to cover up the sound of the blow, the fighting cock was beating while the men next to him chanted loudly: "In ancient times, there was a gray hammer, which was used to eliminate violence and bring peace to the good. It added courage to the chivalrous and righteous soldiers, and the thunderbolt and electric fire produced cold light."
Bang bang bang!
The fighting cock became more and more angry.
This case is obviously a case where Mr. Yan is taking advantage of himself. As long as he can get a confession, it will be a great achievement. When the time comes, he will be rewarded based on his merits, won’t he make a lot of money? But this one rushed to the street without opening his mouth, which made Douji Qiang, who was eager to make contributions, almost explode with anger.
Not far away, three detectives were leaning on a table, smoking and farting, turning a blind eye to the situation here.
Another big-headed agent was slumped in a chair, humming a song and reading a magazine.
The fighting cock can fight vigorously----
"Brother Qiang, the newcomer is reporting in!" His subordinates came in and reported.
"Brother Qiang, someone is coming!" The person next to him motioned to Douji Qiang to stop.
Douji forcefully glanced at Xianshi Guy who was handcuffed to the chair. Xianshi Guy was coughing violently, his mouth was full of saliva, and he looked like he was dying.
Fighting cocks don't dare to continue fighting. If they beat someone to death but don't get a confession, they will suffer a big loss.
"Go, bring the people in!" Doujiu Qiang remembered Yan Xiong's explanation, and instead of putting the hammer back into the drawer, he just threw it on the table. Only when those ghost police officers were patrolling, they would pretend. Hide the hammer, now, there's no need.
Soon, the detective brought Du Yongxiao in.
Everyone looked over----
Du Yongxiao is dressed in white and has an elegant and elegant temperament.
"Wow, he's a handsome boy!"
"Yeah, it looks pretty good!"
Doujiqiang narrowed his eyes and looked at Du Yongxiao, tore out a page of the phone book, wiped his hands, and walked up to Du Yongxiao: "Are you from the New Territories?"
"Yes!" Du Yongxiao smiled, showing his white teeth.
Douji Qiang crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it away. He wiped his temples with his hands in a handsome manner and looked at Du Yongxiao carefully. He really looked good. No wonder Master Yan would accept him as his godson.
"Follow me!" Douji waved his hand, turned around and led Du Yongxiao towards the seats in the second row on the left.
On the seat, the guy with a thin neck and a big head was holding a cigarette, his legs on the table, watching "Southern Screen" released by Shaw Brothers. On the cover of the magazine, Shaw Brothers star Shao Yinyin is sitting in a brand new "Ducheng brand" caravan, and next to it is an advertisement: "Spring is good, beauties don't walk on spring mud roads, who can save them without a beautiful car?"
"Get off!" Fighting Cock forcefully kicked his butt.
Big Head quickly stood up, put down the magazine, took off his cigarette, and rubbed his hands obscenely: "Brother Qiang, what are your orders?"
"Let's get to know each other. This is Mr. Yan's godson Buck Tooth Ju. From now on, you can sit here and partner up with him!"
After Douji Qiang finished speaking, he turned around and said to Du Yongxiao: "This guy's name is Hu Zhiwen, nicknamed 'Big Touwen', and he is a newcomer like you!"
"Hello, Brother Wen!" Du Yongxiao smiled and extended his hand.
Da Tou Wen hurriedly held his hands: "Aju, right? I am more than a few days older than you, and we will be partners from now on! I like you so much, you are so handsome!" After saying that, he glanced at Du Yongxiao's white teeth, no Do you understand where the buck teeth come from?
Bang bang!
Dou Jiqiang clapped his hands to everyone and said, "Come, let's get to know each other. Mr. Yan's godson is a buck-toothed horse. Everyone applauds! He will be one of our own from now on!"
applause.
"A buck-toothed pony, right? I'm Lai Pihua!"
"I am Fire Qilin!"
Everyone introduced themselves to Du Yongxiao. Mr. Yan’s godson must have a good relationship no matter what.
The atmosphere at this moment was very harmonious and warm.
Sudden----
"Sorry, I forgot to explain!" Du Yongxiao smiled brightly at everyone and said loudly, "I am not a buck-toothed horse, my name is Du Yongxiao!"
"Well?"
The applause stopped.
Everyone looked at Du Yongxiao with astonishment on their faces as if their necks were being pinched.
Douji Qiang was even more stunned, and it took him a while to come back to his senses: "What do you mean? You are not a buck-toothed pony? Are you not Master Yan's godson? No wonder I always feel that something is wrong..."
Douji Qiang, who had been so kind to Du Yongxiao just now, immediately changed his face.
Everyone else also stopped talking.
Douji Qiang first went over to check the information. He didn't pay much attention when he came here today. After checking it, he realized that he had really got the wrong person.
Seeing that the situation was serious, Doujiang couldn't take care of many things and immediately went to Yan Xiong to report the situation.
Only then did the other agents start talking, looking at Du Yongxiao's disdainful tone: "Do you think he can survive today?"
"If you dare to stand up to Mr. Yan's godson, it will be a miracle if he survives today!"
Du Yongxiao didn't care at all about the people's comments. He took out a cigarette, popped one out and handed it to Tiao Wen: "Would you like one?"
"Uh, this-----"
Datou Wen was very embarrassed and didn't know whether he should keep his distance from Du Yongxiao.
at this time---
Suddenly a loud voice sounded: "The one who jumped on the street and was in Biandu?"
Bang!
The door was kicked open!
Yan Xiong barged in like a furious lion, full of murderous intent.
Suddenly, the temperature in the office seemed to drop fifty degrees!
Everyone looked at Yan Xiong, not even daring to breathe. They could only hear each other's heartbeats.
Time slowed down at this moment.
one second!
Two seconds!
Yan Xiong's eyes were sharp and he scanned for a week before finally landing on Du Yongxiao.
Douji Qiang's heart tightened, and without hesitation, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Du Yongxiao: "Master Yan, that's him!"
