"If you don't do anything wrong, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door. What are you guilty of?"
Ye Lan has always had a bad temper. When her mood is particularly stable, it is because she is too lazy to take care of things. As long as she takes action, her temper will easily appear.
Can't stand any friction.
Zhao Shaozhong was thrown around with his chair and was dizzy. No wonder he always felt that something was wrong. He was beaten in the next second, and he was immediately torn apart. "I'd better not let me get out of this door alive. I'll let you go private right away." The lawyer will prepare a court indictment for you, so you can walk around without food."
Ye Lan took a sip of the non-existent phlegm, picked out his ears, and said with a rogue expression, "Hey, what did you say? An indictment? What will happen to that thing if I have my fists?"
After saying that, Ye Lan picked up the collar of Zhao Shaozhong's white coat, straightened him up with a chair and threw it on the floor tiles, "I'm telling you today, your self-righteous cleverness cannot escape my fiery eyes. You don't even have a nose." It's padded with silicone. Don't mention where the hell you got the money to hire a lawyer. The lawyer is not an idiot. He hasn't accepted the case yet. As a plaintiff, I have already found out your entire net worth, even your regular underwear. It’s easy for me to wear whatever color I want!”
"Sue?! I feel good about loan sharking for a while. I borrow money everywhere when I have nowhere to escape. Haven't you had enough of the old trick of tearing down the east wall to pay for the west wall?! I'll take a picture of you and post it on the Internet. You haven't even walked two hundred meters out of the door of Jinhai Police Station. If you put two sacks on each hand from top to bottom, you're done!"
Ye Lan patted his face with both hands and shook his head repeatedly, "Is this face comfortable for you? Do you feel like your seven holes are bleeding when you sleep at night?"
Zhao Shaozhong's face turned pale, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he trembled, "I don't understand what you are talking about? I don't understand what you are talking about!"
"There's no rush." Ye Lan sat down on the table used for interrogation and raised his feet to give Zhao Shaozhong a kick in the face. Zhao Shaozhong looked at the soles of his feet so close that he shrank back from the chair in fear.
Plop——
The person and the chair fell straight back.
"Well" Zhao Shaozhong threw him to his left, and the right leg of the originally strong wooden chair was broken. Zhao Shaozhong's nose was crooked to one side when he was lifted up again by Ye Lan.
Good guy.
Lin Yanjun seemed to have an eye-opening experience. It turned out that his nose could be straightened and bent with his hands.
"Do you still want your chin, eh?" Ye Lan took out a large mirror from under the table and looked at Zhao Shao, "Look, if the chin in the mirror is removed to the right, do you think the man in the mirror will be different?" Can you cry for father and mother? Do you dare to see anyone again?"
Zhao Shaozhong turned his head and refused to look in the mirror.
But how could Ye Lan let him get what he wanted.
Under Lin Yanjun's surprised gaze, Ye Lan took out two gloves from his pocket and quickly put them on, grabbed the hair on top of Zhao Shaozhong's hair, fixed his head firmly in front of the mirror, and said rudely, "I tell you, I This man hates nonsense the most, so you’d better tell the truth, otherwise your nose will be the result of the chin you spent hundreds of thousands of dollars on, and I don’t mind removing him with the soles of my feet that have been stepped on dog shit!”
Zhao Shaozhong tried to break free from Ye Lan's control, but Ye Lan's hand became stronger. He secretly pressed the person to death and fixed him in front of the mirror, "Who is your accomplice?"
Zhao Shaozhong looked at himself in the mirror in pain, his heart bleeding. The questions above his head made him more desperate, and he quickly shook his head.
"Speak!" Ye Lan urged impatiently.
"I... really don't know." Zhao Shaozhong gritted his teeth and trembled.
"Get to know this woman." Ye Lan held Zhao Shaozhong's hair with one hand, reached into the pocket of his jacket with the other, picked up a photo and put it in front of Zhao Shaozhong's eyes.
Zhao Shaozhong looked at the woman in disbelief. Ye Lan said without hesitation, "If she knew, she would definitely hate you to death."
"You pervert, stalker, ogre, voyeur."
"She will definitely regret her decision to save you."
"Because you have a rotten heart and are not worthy of her love for you."
Zhao Shao Center's psychological defense collapsed and he howled loudly, "It's not like this! It's definitely not like this! She won't see me like this, she is the only one in the world who won't see me like this!"
Seeing that the time was right, Ye Lan glanced at Lin Yanjun. Lin Yanjun understood and opened the door to the interrogation room. A woman approached from the door.
Zhao Shaozhong looked at the familiar face with disbelief and a hint of timidity.
"Be honest." The woman stopped one meter away from Zhao Shaozhong. The woman said in a gentle tone, "Shaozhong."
Due to He Xiaoyan's involvement in the case, Zhao Shaozhong, who had not mentioned anything at first, finally confessed honestly.
October 11th at 10pm.
Zhao Shaozhong, who was desperate, left Zhao Mei's home to avoid debt collection from loan sharks. He wanted to book a ticket to another city. Unexpectedly, he was knocked unconscious halfway. When he woke up, he found that he had a different face.
"You are very lucky. You were chosen by the God of Destiny as the son of destiny. The son of destiny who is reborn from Nirvana will be rich and prosperous, have a high-flying career, hold the destined glory and wealth in his hands, and will be free from illness and disaster throughout his life."
Zhao Shaozhong straightened his waist and wanted to see the face of the man in black, but his hands and feet had already been fixed on the large chopping board. He expressed doubts and horror about all this, "Who are you? Why am I here again? Why am I here?" Become what you call the child of fate?"
The man in black suddenly laughed loudly, "The secret must not be revealed."
"What's yours will eventually be yours, and you can't escape even if you want to."
"You just need to remember your current identity as the hospital director."
Ye Lan let go of her hands and leaned her back on the revolving chair. Thinking of Zhao Shaozhong's honest explanation, she wanted to curse.
Zhao Shaozhong is just a chess piece.
Fortunately, she managed to get through the chimney into the farmyard that day to find out what was going on. It turned out that the man in black had arranged for Zhao Shaozhong to deliberately test the Jinhai Police Department's informants. However, I happened to run into her and was intercepted in advance.
"If you hadn't intercepted Hu in advance and disrupted his plan, I would have been able to fly abroad and be at ease as soon as the early hours tonight came."
Zhao Shaozhong's last exclamation directly made Ye Lan's desire to win as high as a blood pressure monitor.
Ye Lan brushed up all the details about Zhao Shaozhong. The reason why Zhao Shaozhong smelled like that was because he had come into contact with the culprit who planned the whole case a few days ago, and he smelled of the culprit.
The knife fingerprints on the woven bag were secondary fingerprints. The real fingerprints had already been wiped clean by the culprit. He only handed the things over to the police with the help of Zhao Shaozhong, just to give all the police officers investigating this case a warning. If you show off your power, you can't catch me.
The fabrication of ID photos of Lian Xiaoqian and Liang Huanhuan was the work of Zhao Shaozhong. The reason for the fabrication was that the man in black gave Zhao Shaozhong a large sum of money for an equivalent task.
But it was also consistent with her previous inference that Lian Xiaoqian and Liang Huanhuan were the same person.
At the same time, it also shows that the murderer is still in the dark, possibly lurking somewhere, and has not been discovered yet.
Ye Lan grabbed a handful of her short hair. Her years of working experience told her that there must be something wrong with it, or something that had been ignored.
She is now more and more curious about the identity of the man in black.
