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Speaking of which, the deputy and Mao Shengdao were unlucky enough. Didn't they want to punish the suspect? Why did he smash his own hand first, and it was so bad that no one would follow him. They were so unlucky.

Mao Shengdao couldn't help groaning in pain, and said: "Hurry up... take me to the hospital." If you don't heal quickly, this hand may be crippled, even though he also knows that Su Zijian is treating the disease He is very skillful, but if you want to punish him and beat him severely, you end up smashing your own hand like this, so why would you be ashamed to ask for help at this time.

Luo Yun saw that Mao Shengdao was so disabled that it was impossible to force him to continue the trial, so he couldn't help sighing softly, shaking his head and said to himself: Damn it!It's really cheap for this kid, why is his luck so good?But this matter is not over yet, no matter what you say, people have to kill him.

Feeling unwilling, there was nothing to do, so I had to go to the hospital with Mao Shengdao to treat his hand. The attending doctor saw it and said in surprise: "These two fingers have been smashed, and there is no way to recover the bones. The best way is to do amputation."

Mao Shengdao turned pale, endured the pain, and asked, "Doctor, is there really nothing you can do?"

"If there is a way, I will not make this suggestion. Not only the bones of the two fingers were smashed, but the flesh was also smashed to death. There is no other way to go except for amputation."

Mao Shengdao gritted his teeth, hardened his heart, and said, "Okay! Doctor! Amputate your finger now."

The doctor took out a waiver of liability and asked him to sign it, and then pushed it into the operating room. Finger amputation was just a very common minor operation, and the operation was completed very quickly. Luo Yun still had something to ask him, so it is not convenient at this time So he ran away, and waited until the operation was over, the nurse pushed Mao Shengdao into the ward, gave him cephalosporin anti-inflammatory, and then went out.

Luo Yun didn't have a good face at all, and when everyone had left, he said in a low voice: "Director Mao! We should hurry up and deal with this matter, but if it is too late, it will change."

Mao Shengdao said with a sullen face, "You have seen it all, except for me, it is impossible for anyone else to interrogate him. Gentle hair, do you think this is useful?"

Luo Yun sneered and said, "Director Mao! I'm talking about you."

Mao Shengdao waved the amputated hand in front of him, and smiled bitterly: "You have seen this, I will go now like this..."

"Director Mao! You have to hurry up and work overtime after the IV drip is finished. What kind of situation do you need me to talk about now?" The meaning is too obvious. You only have these two fingers. Wouldn't it be possible to work overtime after the injection? At this moment, all he thought of was himself. If this matter cannot be settled, once Su Zijian counterattacks, the situation will be bad.

Mao Shengdao was also very unhappy, but what Luo Yun said was true, they are now like a race against time, they have to hurry up and determine the nature of this case, otherwise it will be too late when the old men in the military region find out Now, he said angrily: "Okay, then it's settled." Then he said to Luo Yun indignantly: "Young Master Luo! I said...you were not careful when you smashed it, you see Look what I'm doing now."

Luo Yun snorted: "Director Mao! Is now the time to say that?"

Mao Shengdao gritted his teeth and secretly held back his breath, but he knew very well that this Luo Yun could not be offended. Even if he dragged his life away, he had to settle the case, otherwise he would just be unable to bear it. Walked away.

This is exactly the reason why Luo Yun accompanied him to the hospital, just to see how Mao Shengdao's injury is, so as to urge him to return to work as soon as possible. To put it nicely, it is to express my apology. Well, it just depends on whether you are playing for real or pretending. If you don't hurry up and finish the case, he won't come here to accompany Mao Shengdao.

After such a toss, it was almost time to get off work, but Mao Shengdao couldn't just go back to rest, bandaged his fingers, ordered some fast food and rushed back to the hall. Originally, they were going to eat and interrogate in the interrogation room Su Zijian's, but for some reason, someone peed on the desk they were using. It has been left unused for a long time, and it stinks to the sky. Of course, they can't eat here.

What surprised them was that after they went out, there were two police guards inside, just in case, how did he, Su Zijian, urinate on the table?

Another important issue is that it would be terrible if he could still do such a thing while he was handcuffed to a chair.

The interrogation room was urinated twice by him. At this time, it was really full of this smell, which made people feel uncomfortable. Mao Shengdao finished his meal. He came over to have a look, and asked people to wash it with water, and changed the table and chairs. Yes, just re-enter.

He strode in angrily, and said loudly, "Su Zijian! You said that you are not virtuous, did you do that? You actually pissed here."

Several people came in and sat down together, even after washing it, there was still some peculiar smell, sitting like this was extremely uncomfortable, everyone stared at him angrily.

Su Zijian also put on a stern face, and said, "Director Mao! You have to make this clear. Who is this wicked?"

Mao Shengdao stared and said, "Peeping indiscriminately here, I'll take care of you."

"Fuck your mother, I've been holding back here all day, and I asked your little brother to take me there for convenience, but I refused, saying that they didn't dare to make decisions without the consent of Director Mao. If you don’t, just piss in your pants, tell me, who is so wicked.” Su Zijian was not humble at all, cursing Mao Shengdao tastefully.

Mao Shengdao hesitated, thinking that this is also a fact, he Su Zijian is an important person, no one has his permission, and no one dares to take him out on his own initiative, but he is still upset: "You want to pull him out?" Just pulled it, why did it get pulled onto the table?"

"You're stupid. I didn't see Lao Tzu sitting here. I can't go anywhere. I can only ask them to help take out that thing. Your broken table is in front of me. I don't want to throw it there. Sprinkled."

Mao Shengdao was speechless after hearing what he said was reasonable. It is understandable for those brothers to be cautious. Although this is a bit stinky, as long as no one escapes.

It's just that this guy is too awesome, that thing actually spread so far, and spread it all over his table. No wonder he has so many women, and he even urinates so badly. If it is used in some places, I'm afraid It is even more powerful.

Mao Shengdao rolled his eyes angrily, and said: "Because of you, I have injured my hand, so why don't you justify it?"

Su Zijian couldn't help laughing when he heard the words: "I said Director Mao, you are really top-notch."

"What do you mean?" Mao Shengdao snorted coldly.

"You hit me with a hammer, and now you smash your own hand. It's not your own bad luck, but it's me for hurting you. You officials, you talk like a bullshit. No matter what you say, it's okay. It makes sense, no wonder I say you are not good." In fact, he said that Mao Shengdao didn't know what to say, as he said, saying you are not good, this is too nonsense.

Mao Shengdao's brows darkened for a moment. What he said was too reasonable. You really can't blame Su Zijian for this matter. It is true that you hit someone with a hammer, and you got hurt instead. Who can blame it? Who is to blame?

He knew that Su Zijian was not good enough for a while, so he snorted heavily: "Don't bother me, it's better to explain your problem clearly, otherwise everyone will be exhausted and affect everyone's rest."

Su Zijian said angrily: "I said Director Mao, you just don't have to rest, but I don't even have to eat, and I'm still hungry?" In fact, he has the technique of fasting, and he can practice without eating. He just said that deliberately to embarrass Mao Shengdao.

Every time Mao Shengdao said, he choked on him. How could the case go on like this? He took a deep breath and said, "That's easy. After you explain the problem clearly, I will definitely Serve people with good wine and good food."

"I said Director Mao, I'm innocent and fine. If you can't play tricks for a while, then I'll starve to death. You are really wicked."

Mao Shengdao almost fainted from anger, and with a dark face, he said loudly: "Are you finished?"

"Did Director Mao mean to tell me to keep my mouth shut?" Su Zijian grinned and winked at him.

"You talk too much." Mao Shengdao finally held back the tone and did not let it out, but he was so angry that his face turned red and purple.

"Since Director Mao thinks I'm wasting too much, well, I'll just keep silent." After finishing speaking, he immediately closed his mouth.

Mao Shengdao nodded: "That's about the same."

Then Mao Shengdao got a headache again, no matter what he asked, Su Zijian just didn't hum, he also remembered, Su Zijian said that he would keep his mouth shut, didn't you just slap your mouth?How can he go on trial?

"Hey! Do you think it's okay if you don't speak up? Explain the problem quickly?" Mao Shengdao was so anxious that his head was sweating, and he gradually lost his patience. In addition, he broke two fingers, how could he feel like this? When I got better, I couldn't help but yelled.

But Su Zijian just looked at him with a smile, and didn't talk to him, even if he yelled like thunder, it was of no use at all.

Not to mention that Mao Shengdao was tired of yelling, even the jurors who were sitting were tired of listening. Mao Shengdao was the only one in the interrogation room who was shouting, and even lost his composure. He was not at all like the respectable Mao in the past It looks like the chief.

In anger, Mao Shengdao stepped forward and grabbed his clothes by the chest, shouting: "Su Zijian! Are you talking or not?" If he comes up with something that is conducive to qualitative analysis, then he will be dead, so very necessary means must be used.