"How's it going?" Early in the morning, Zhou Wensheng walked into the interrogation room in high spirits.
Behind him was Wang Bin, who was holding a thick pile of materials.
"Very good." The young police officer behind the interrogation table smiled lightly.
"What a fart!" Yan Shaojun in the interrogation chair yelled hoarsely and angrily.
As the body struggled, the handcuffs and the interrogation chair made a harsh collision sound.
Although Yan Shaojun was wearing a white shirt in the interrogation chair, he no longer looked as elegant as before. A pair of eyes were bloodshot, and his lips looked slightly dry from not sleeping all night.
"Zhou Wensheng! You accomplice to the executioner! Do you think that if you arrest me, I can no longer investigate the cause of Weiwei's death? I tell you! You are dreaming! I tell you! Even if you kill me! I will Even if you are a ghost, you must also find out the real culprit who killed Weiwei! You are not worthy of being a policeman! You are covering up the murderer! Illegal detention of the deceased’s family members..."
"That's enough!" Perhaps after seeing Yan Shaojun go crazy, Zhou Wensheng suddenly shouted and interrupted Yan Shaojun.
"Mr. Yan, are you addicted to acting?" Wen Sheng calmly struck a match, lit a cigarette, and sneered.
Zhou Wensheng's scolding and sneer made Yan Shaojun unable to react for a while.
"There is no audience here, so put away your pretentious face!"
"What are you talking about? What kind of acting? I don't understand!" Yan Shaojun stiffened his neck and pretended to be calm.
"Binzi, go and give our Mr. Yan a glass of water." Zhou Wensheng looked at the slightly flustered Yan Shaojun and ordered Wang Bin, "Mr. Yan has stayed here all night, so he should drink some water. Moisturizes the throat.”
"Zhou Wensheng, don't do this red-faced thing! I won't tolerate this!" Looking at the slightly steaming boiled water in front of him, Yan Shaojun's face turned the color of pig liver.
"I asked you to help me find out the cause of Weiwei's death, but you arrested me! First, you didn't come forward, and you used this broken lamp to shine on me all night, which made me unable to sleep! Now you come to bring tea and water, Let me moisten my throat! You are so clever with this trick! You must interrogate and investigate carefully! It is best not to let me get out! The day I get out will be the day when you, Zhou Wensheng, die!"
"Mr. Yan is worrying too much." Facing Yan Shaojun, who was furious and said harsh words again and again, Zhou Wensheng's eyes showed no emotion. He flicked the ashes of his cigarette, leaned lazily on the backrest, and said softly, "Mr. Yan, this I’m afraid I won’t be able to get out.”
"Also! I have something here that I need to ask Mr. Yan in person." Before Yan Shaojun could go crazy again, Zhou Wensheng held up the photo of the abandoned water room where Tang Tang was detained in front of Yan Shaojun.
Facing the sudden photo, the corner of Yan Shaojun's mouth twitched uncontrollably, and his eyelids drooped down very quickly.
"What is this?" Yan Shaojun asked impatiently.
"There is a privately customized high-end clothing store in Pearl Department Store called One City One Poetry and Painting. Mr. Yan should be familiar with it, right?" Zhou Wensheng took back the photo and looked at Yan Shaojun with a faint smile on his lips.
"Pearl Department Store is Weiwei's private property, how could I be familiar with it?" Yan Shaojun looked directly at Zhou Wensheng with no fear on his face.
"Oh? Really?" Zhou Wensheng chuckled and continued, "Then let me tell Mr. Yan the story that happened in this clothing store some time ago."
Zhou Wensheng ignored Yan Shaojun's several attempts to interrupt him and told the story of Tang Tang's illegal detention in an extremely simple manner.
"Why are Captain Zhou telling me this?" Yan Shaojun frowned.
After listening to a story, Yan Shaojun felt a little calmer and no longer as irritable as he was early in the morning.
"What do you think of the store manager named Feng Lan?" Zhou Wensheng did not answer Yan Shaojun's question, but took a puff of cigarette and asked Yan Shaojun what he thought.
"She is just a fool! She acts too impulsively!" Yan Shaojun snorted coldly.
"Yes," Zhou Wensheng nodded in agreement, "She is not ordinary impulsive. But she is not stupid at all. After she found out that her life was threatened, she very wisely chose to cooperate with us and put everything into consideration. Vomited all over."
"Then did you catch the bad guy who threatened her life?" Yan Shaojun looked at Zhou Wensheng provocatively.
"We haven't caught the person yet..."
"Trash!" Yan Shaojun couldn't help but sneered.
"But..." Zhou Wensheng paused and continued, "Based on the information left by the motorcycle at the scene, we have identified the suspect after conducting extensive investigations."
"Then why don't you catch him?" Yan Shaojun rolled his eyes and said.
"It's hard for me to take away Mr. Yan's people right away, right?" Zhou Wensheng looked at Yan Shaojun with a smile on his face and said.
"Me...my people?" Yan Shaojun was stunned, and a trace of panic flashed through his eyes.
"If you break the law, you can arrest me if you should. What does it have to do with me!" Yan Shaojun paused and added.
"With your words, I feel relieved." Zhou Wensheng chuckled and said to Wang Bin beside him, "Look, it is Mr. Yan who does great things! He knows right from wrong! He knows good and evil! He understands integrity! When it comes to big matters of right and wrong, you never stand on the wrong side!"
"You make arrangements this afternoon to invite Ms. Hu Menglin, the manager of the public relations department of Yan Group, to come over and ask questions. Listen clearly, please! Don't chatter too much to scare Ms. Hu!" Zhou Wensheng paused and added. .
"One more thing." Zhou Wensheng's eyes returned to Yan Shaojun's face again, "We have checked Feng Lan's bank card records one by one. We have several huge transfers involved in the case of Tang Tang's detention. We have also found the source. Unfortunately, this person was once an employee of yours, so we have to ask your company’s HR manager to help us provide some clues.”
"You can just go find it yourself!" Yan Shaojun's face turned a bit ugly, "You even caught me when you said you would, and now you are trying to beat me around the bush!"
"Look, look, it has to be Mr. Yan! He is so magnanimous!" Zhou Wensheng ignored Yan Shaojun's cynicism and turned to Wang Bin, "In the afternoon, arrange for someone to talk to the HR director of the Yan Group. , you must be polite!"
"By the way," Zhou Wensheng seemed to suddenly remember something, and suddenly slapped his forehead, looking at Yan Shaojun, whose facial features were slightly distorted, and said, "Why haven't I told you why Tang Tang was detained by Feng Lan? "
"Zhou Wensheng! What on earth do you want to say!" Yan Shaojun's patience has almost reached its limit.
"Tang Tang saw someone going to meet Feng Lan, and asked Feng Lan to pick up a large bag of clothes that were exactly the same as Mrs. Yan's."
Zhou Wensheng spoke very slowly, but Yan Shaojun's expression lost control.
"Mr. Yan, do you know who that person is?" Zhou Wensheng blew out a puff of cigarette smoke in the air, calmly whetted Yan Shaojun's appetite, and said word by word, "Yes, Zheng Yu!"
