I'm not a super cop

Chapter 216 Rice and Noodles

Tang Gaoyuan and the others, who thought the little calf was about to run, were all ready to encircle him. They were stunned for two seconds when they saw this situation, and then they reacted and rushed forward together.

The little calf who was held down seemed to realize that he was holding his shoulders and was still stubbornly trying to get up, muttering something in his mouth, and he didn't know what he was cursing. He didn't pick up the calf until Tang Gaoyuan handcuffed him.

Tang Gaoyuan took off the little calf's mask, with big eyes and thin lips, black teeth, and bad breath.

After confirming that it was correct, Tang Gaoyuan took the hood and put it on the little calf. Several police officers firmly grabbed the little calf's wrists and arms, and quickly pushed him into the police car.

Tang Gaoyuan patted the ashes on his trousers, looked at Huo Zhiyong who was coming, and said: "This guy is quite strong, and the handcuffs on his thin arms are almost tightened. I don't know where he got his strength."

"He doesn't have so much strength, and he can't hold a corpse weighing hundreds of catties."

Huo Zhiyong bent down, cleaned up the instant noodles spilled by the little calf, and threw them into the trash can. A boy who came out to mess around at the age of eleven or twelve, was hungry and full, and there was nothing to eat. Nutritious things, it's strange to have meat on them.

The police car had just walked back for about two kilometers, when the car that was holding Xiao Duzi stopped suddenly, Huo Zhiyong got off the front car, and asked in a deep voice, "What's going on?"

A police officer pointed to the little calf in the car who was beating his head and said, "This guy complained of a headache as soon as he got in the car, but now he says it hurts like hell."

"You didn't do anything, did you?" Huo Zhiyong frowned, looking at the little calf kicking and screaming in the car.

The police officer said with a bitter face: "How can we, why did we beat him, there are videos in the car."

Huo Zhiyong took a deep breath, and said coldly: "Okay, we will take him to the public security hospital for examination, just in time to do a bone age test on him."

"Yes!"

The police officer quickly returned to the car, and the group immediately turned to the public security hospital. After examining the little calf, the doctor told Huo Zhiyong with certainty that the little thing was not sick at all.

"What kind of bullshit hospital is Nima today? It's not good enough. Will it see a doctor? My headache is about to explode. Hiss, my heart hurts..."

As soon as the doctor said that he was not ill, the little calf immediately showed the face of a rascal who had been immersed in it for many years. He lay down in the ward, slammed his head on the floor and made a bang sound.

"Do you want to play 'Roll, Baby Cow'!"

Tang Gaoyuan pressed the little calf on the ground, pointed to the tip of the little calf's nose, and warned word by word: "Don't make trouble here, if you keep making noises, I will tie you up with a restraint belt." , when you bite a fly on the corner of your mouth, you can only lick it with your tongue! Do you understand!"

The little calf pursed his thin lips, and he didn't dare to mess around anymore, and nodded: "I want to pee! I can't hold it anymore!"

Huo Zhiyong looked at it coldly, turned his face to one side, and motioned to take the little calf to the toilet.

Immediately, Tang Gaoyuan and several police officers picked up the little calf from the ground and escorted him to the bathroom.

Seeing the person disappear at the end of the corridor, Huo Zhiyong turned around and asked the chief physician in front of him: "What is the result of his bone age test?"

"Around 18 years old."

The doctor replied, "But his mental age is still at the level of a primary school student."

"Is it important?" Huo Zhiyong lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and looked at Xiao Ran with a helpless smile.

Xiao Ran was expressionless and just shook his head. Indeed, for a little calf with two lives on his back, mental age is indeed not within the scope of sentencing considerations.

Following Huo Zhiyong out of the ward, before going to the bathroom, he saw the little calf lying and rolling at the door of the bathroom again, but this time it looked serious, foaming at the mouth, crooked mouth and squinting eyes.

Seeing this, the doctor behind him hurriedly called the emergency department to come over.

Huo Zhiyong waved his hand to signal that he didn't need it. He took off his gloves and squatted next to the little calf, pinched the little calf's chin with his left hand, and took his right hand into his mouth. A small piece of soap that was taken from the sink fell into the calf's mouth slipped out.

Huo Zhiyong took a bottle of mineral water and flushed the little calf's stinky mouth, and said with a burning gaze: "Don't play tricks, I've seen a lot of your little tricks!"

Seeing that he couldn't fool everyone, the little calf was neither ashamed nor annoyed, he just smiled, grabbed the mineral water in Huo Zhiyong's hand, and took a few sips of it.

It was getting dark, and the special case team, which had been making noise all afternoon, finally brought the little calf into the interrogation room.

As soon as he sat down on the interrogation chair, the little calf yelled, "I'm sleepy! I want to sleep!"

"I told you, don't play tricks!" The police officer sitting on Huo Zhiyong's right hand patted the table, "You can rest as long as you answer our questions!"

"Tch." Xiao Duzi gave the policeman a disdainful look, then turned his head to the side rebelliously.

"Let me ask you, where were you at around 11pm on November 23?"

"I am playing."

"Where are you playing?"

"Play wherever you want, and I can still play with you!"

Hearing this, the police officer's face was almost ashen-colored, so he stopped talking to Xiao Duzi and got straight to the point: "Did you steal that Yan A·730V7 taxi?"

"do not know."

The little calf replied indifferently, judging from the fact that he was stroking a strand of hair on his forehead that was about to reach the corner of his mouth in front of the one-way glass, maybe he didn't understand what the question was at all.

The police officer who asked the question laughed angrily, "You don't know who knows! You didn't steal the car, and you didn't kill that person?!"

The little calf grinned, looked at the police officer from the corner of his eyes, and said with a smile, "You're right."

What the hell is right, the police officers were furious when they questioned them, and they thought the leader came to inspect if they didn't know the tone!This little boy has no fear of the police at all.

"Xiao Ran, you ordered takeaway!"

Tang Gaoyuan opened the door and walked into the observation room, raised his hand and put a thin-skinned roast duck rice ordered by Xiao Ran and a bottle of milk-made express on the table, and nodded his chin to the little calf in the interrogation room: "How is the situation?"

Xiao Ran didn't move the takeaway, but just shook his head, "The confrontation has been going on for almost two hours, and he's just a copper pea, he can't be steamed or cooked through."

"This guy has spent so many years with those people of various religions and top ranks, and has been in so many police stations. He is already familiar with our ways. In my opinion, it is difficult!" Tang Gaoyuan sat down and said.

Xiao Ran shook his head, and said to Tang Gaoyuan: "Everyone has psychological weaknesses. The more difficult a person is, the more vulnerable they are in a certain section of their psychological defense."

The little calf in the interrogation room fell silent. No matter how Huo Zhiyong and others tried to reason and be principled, he would tilt his head and twitch the corners of his mouth in disdain.

There is no way for the situation to continue like this, Huo Zhiyong knocked on the table, listening to the little calf's stomach screaming, he planned to send him to the detention center first, and ask him another day.

At this moment, the door of the interrogation room suddenly rang a few times, and Huo Zhiyong said, "Come in", Xiao Ran opened the door, took the takeaway in one hand and the drink in the other, took apart the disposable chopsticks, opened the takeaway and handed it to him. Little calf.

Looking at the delicious food in front of him, the little calf was at a loss for a moment, he raised his head and looked at Xiao Ran blankly, and after a while he said: "Brother, you have such a good heart."

"Eat slowly, drink some drinks." Looking at the wolf-hungry little calf, Xiao Ran unscrewed the milk drink and handed it over.

The little calf took a few sips of the drink, then put it down suddenly, without wiping the milk stains on the corner of his mouth, just staring at the drink in his hand in a daze.

There was silence in the air, only Xiao Duzi raised his head with the corners of his mouth curled up, looking at Xiao Ran like a child who lost his favorite toy, his expression became more and more wronged, his brown nose bridge was wrinkled, and tears kept pouring out of his big eyes.

The little calf howled for a while, and finally burst into tears, "My face..."

(End of this chapter)