Chapter 22
Zhao Meng inside didn't expect Xie Qingsu to strike suddenly. He just cursed "Stinky bitch" before the third word fell, and his jaw hurt. His pupils shrank, and he was still in severe pain. After reacting, the whole person was strangled by a huge force, and the person and the chair were slammed against the wall in the corner of the interrogation room, just stuck in the dead corner of the surveillance.

Seeing this, the little police officer hurried in to stop him: "This is not good, this he. Mom hasn't finalized the case yet, so no one can be killed!"

Sheng Xiao raised his hand to grab him by the collar and dragged him back. His tone was much more relaxed than before, and he looked at the scene inside with burning eyes: "Don't stop."

"Isn't that stopping? She almost beat someone to death last night. I think she's here to kill her. Even if she doesn't kill people, it's not easy for us to get injured! Bureau!" The little police officer was anxious.

"The dislocation of the jaw can heal, and there is no visible injury. The places where she pinched and pulled are also his original injuries, and there are no redundant traces." Sheng Xiao brought the little police officer back impatiently. Press the person in front of the window and look in: "Learn a little, it will be useful in the future."

The little police officer's face was almost deformed by being pressed against the glass, and he said bitterly: "??? Captain Sheng, are you thinking too much? I studied in a police academy, not a medical student, so I can't tell the difference." Human bones and acupuncture points, pinching and dislocating the jaw is not as precise as her!"

Indeed, she hadn't learned this before, how could she be so precise, and be able to shoot so fast and ruthlessly without even the slightest hesitation?
Sheng Xiao looked at Xie Qingsu who was shivering in pain as he forced Zhao Meng into a corner.

The little girl who was hiding behind him many years ago unexpectedly changed her appearance, her eyes were cold and arrogant, her shots were fierce and decisive, she was no longer timid at all, she seemed reckless but she was meticulous and thoughtful everywhere, he said that she couldn't add New injury, she really didn't add another injury.

She is by no means the Susu whom he watched grow up with his own eyes.

But who else could he be if he wasn't Susu?

Whether it's Sheng Qingsu or Xie Qingsu, it's impossible for this face, this person, to have another.

But how can a person's personality change so much?

Sheng Xiao stared intently at the figure inside, and every time she made a move, his beautiful thick eyebrows raised fiercely.

In the interrogation room, Xie Qingsu leaned over and pinched the wound on Zhao Meng's arm, pointing upward with his fingertips inch by inch the acupuncture points that made him feel numb all over his body: "Say, who ordered you guys to do something to me?"

Zhao Meng's jaw was dislocated, and his saliva flowed all over the place, but he refused to confess. He has been interrogated for almost 24 hours since last night.

As long as the statutory interrogation time has elapsed, they can be released on bail by the people sent there. Anyway, the person who was actually injured last night was not Xie Qingsu, and the police station had to follow the regulations in the end.

Xie Qingsu could see what he was waiting for, but he was not in a hurry, his fingers still seemed to be pressing on the middle of the scar on his arm without changing the position.

Looking at Zhao Meng's eyes is like looking at a dead person.

1 minutes.

2 minutes.

5 minutes……

10 minutes.

Until the cold sweat on Zhao Meng's head was seeping more and more, not only was his saliva dripping all over the floor, but also he was sweating non-stop, and he even gradually developed a feeling of incontinence. He stared at Xie Qingsu in disbelief on the spot, dislocated With difficulty, he spit out a few words: "...you...he...mom..."

Outside the interrogation room, the young police officer's face was still pressed against the glass window mercilessly by their Sheng team, and he stared in with his eyes wide open.

The silent glass made it impossible to hear the movement inside, only to see Zhao Meng suddenly twitching all over his body, curled up there as if he was holding back something, and then twitched with pain in his hands and feet, obviously didn't see any injuries, but It seemed to be more painful than the wound on the surface of the skin.

Less than a minute later, Xie Qingsu seemed to have heard what he said, and the atmosphere inside seemed to be still for two seconds, then she suddenly got up and walked out, with no expression on her face, she just asked where I could wash my hands, and went directly to the back toilet.

The little police officer looked in with a surprised face, and muttered softly: "Could it be a trick?"

He hurried into the interrogation room in three or two steps, only to see that Zhao Meng's jaw had been taken back, but he said in a trembling voice with pain and inarticulate voice: "Let, let me go to the... toilet, toilet... I, I want to pee..."

Sheng Xiao followed behind and saw Xie Qingsu turn on the faucet and rinse the hand that touched Zhao Meng just now under the water. He washed every finger very carefully, and squeezed a lot of disinfectant hand sanitizer from the side to wipe it all over. Hands, continue to wash.

The movements are natural and easy, as if not much effort was wasted in it just now.

"Good technique." It was Sheng Xiao who spoke.

It even made her hear such a hint of eager praise.

It's probably because they, who have been hanging out among the strong men for many years, hate the overly polite and hypocritical communication methods, and prefer to use force to solve problems.

Xie Qingsu washed her hands. Seeing that he handed her two paper towels, she wiped the water off her hands. He didn't ask, and she didn't need to explain what she had just done.

The ball of paper was thrown into the wastebasket at the side, Xie Qingsu said calmly: "Let's go."

"I'll see you off." Sheng Xiao took out the car keys from his trouser pocket.

"No, the car I called is outside. I paid in advance and asked the driver to wait for me for 10 minutes. Now the time is just right." Xie Qingsu didn't turn his head.

Sheng Xiao still sent her out, and when he got outside, seeing that the car she called was indeed there, he silently watched her get into the car.

Xie Qingsu saw that he really didn't treat her as an outsider. He knew that she had already asked the result alone, but because the surveillance was turned off and there was no direct video and audio evidence, they couldn't file a case yet, but they didn't say a word. Ask her more.

Before the car drove away, she rolled down the car window and said to Sheng Xiao who was standing on the side of the road: "Based on the monitoring of the road where the crime occurred, they are charged with aggravating a crowd, attempted rape and other substantive crimes. I trouble Police Officer Sheng to deal with it seriously. "

Sheng Xiao saw that she didn't intend to say more, so he nodded: "Be careful, call me if you need anything, and the number has not changed."

Xie Qingsu closed the window and told the driver to drive.

……

Zhao Meng, who had just come out of the prisoner's bathroom, was sweating profusely, his legs were trembling, and all his organs seemed to be in sharp pain. When he learned that Xie Qingsu was gone, he thought he was relieved.

Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, the captain of the Haicheng criminal police detachment would personally bring him in, including those accomplices who thought they had escaped a catastrophe when they were locked in a small black room just now. darkest hour.

That night, the bailman really came, but after hearing that Team Sheng did not agree to release him, he couldn't stop arguing for a few times. The person who came called did not know who, and then agreed to come to negotiate again the next morning.

However, the next day, the whole morning was spent, and the few people who were still trying to come to bail last night with various relationships did not even show up.

Zhao Meng was lying on the ground. There was still no visible injury on his body, but when he was panting, he was almost in a state of getting out of it. Sheng Xiao looked coldly at the little police officer who walked into the interrogation room: "Where's the bailee?"

The little police officer sighed: "I didn't come."

Sheng Xiao raised his eyebrows: "Didn't come?"

The little police officer stepped forward and said in a low voice: "Someone from above intervened and refused to let him go."

Sheng Xiao looked sideways, his eyes suddenly sharp: "Above? Who?"

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  (Happy New Year! Still working hard to save the manuscript, I will find a chance to add more, refill~)

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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