He was so persuasive that he actually practiced extraordinary

Zhao Wenhao has always adhered to this agreement and has not revealed any information.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Shumin threw the phone aside, buried his head between his knees, his body shaking constantly, and his sobs echoed in the silent living room.

……

Three hours later, less than a hundred meters outside the Fenglan City Police Station, Zhang Beixing was wearing a sweatshirt, jeans, and a pair of ordinary canvas shoes. His hands were tucked into his pockets under the sweatshirt hood, and his eyes under the thick sunglasses were staring straight at the police station.

He returned to Fenglan City again and used the same trick, using Zhao Wenhao's identity information to buy a return ticket.

Before returning, he made a little disguise, successfully passed the ticket gate and took a flight to Fenglan City.

The police and the military never thought that he would return to Fenglan City from other places, so they only paid more attention to flights going to other places and did not pay attention to arriving flights. They did not even arrange inspections near the exit.

This was not a mistake by the police and the military, but they had never thought from the beginning that Zhang Beixing would leave Fenglan City first.

Because it is almost impossible.

In addition, no wanted warrant has been issued yet, so ordinary people do not know that Zhang Beixing is wanted, and naturally no one pays attention to this matter.

Because of this, Zhang Beixing was able to get to the police station without any obstruction.

Zhang Beixing's thoughts wandered as he silently stared at the police officers coming in and out of the police station.

In Mengla City, he thought over and over and weighed the pros and cons, and finally decided that the best solution was to "turn himself in" and use the power of the police to resolve the issue.

He has now been framed as a murderer by a drug trafficking gang. In addition to finding a way to prove his innocence, he also needs to take down the entire drug trafficking gang.

Only in this way can he ensure that he can escape safely and guarantee the safety of himself and his sister.

But he had no way to take down the drug gang by himself, because that was the drug lord of the Golden Triangle. Even if he was a small drug lord, the troops and power under his command were extraordinary.

He had broken through to the second level, but he was not so arrogant as to think that he could take on nearly a thousand soldiers alone, or thousands of trained soldiers with guns, unless he could enter the state of inner perception anytime and anywhere, but it was obvious that he could not do it at the moment.

More importantly, if he comes back to "turn himself in", he is confident that he can prove his innocence.

Because Zhang Beixing was certain that he was the only one in the world who possessed the unique skill of flying needles. Even if others imitated him, they could only learn the basics and could not imitate the essence of the skill.

When you go to the police station, just show the police your flying needle skills and they will be able to make their own judgments.

It will be clear at a glance whether he has been framed or not, not to mention that his sister, Zhao Wenhao and even Du Sheng and others have been able to testify for him that he did not kill anyone in the past few days.

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath, took off his mask and sunglasses, casually glanced at the surroundings, lowered his head and walked towards the police station.

He passed by the police officers coming in and out as if he was in an empty space, walked through the courtyard in front of the service hall, climbed the stairs and walked into the service hall.

The police officers in the hall were still busy and everyone's steps were hurried.

Some were looking down at documents, some were making phone calls, and some were busy preparing various materials.

"Are there any traces?"

"not yet……"

"Where the hell did this guy go? We almost turned Fenglan City upside down, but we still can't find him."

"This kid's anti-reconnaissance awareness is too strong. This kind of person is too scary."

"Scary? It's really scary. He killed four people in a row. Maybe he's hiding somewhere and preparing to strike again."

The hall was noisy and everyone was busy with their own things. No one came forward to pay attention to Zhang Beixing, as if he was a transparent person.

Seeing this, Zhang Beixing couldn't help but smile bitterly. The person these police officers had been looking for was standing in front of them, but no one could recognize him. He really didn't know whether it was lucky or unfortunate.

He raised his head again and looked around. When he saw a police officer holding documents in his hand walking towards him with his head down, Zhang Beixing stepped forward with his hands in his pockets.

"Hello." He took the initiative to say hello. The police officer paused and raised his head, and their eyes met. The air seemed to freeze and time seemed to stand still at this moment. The atmosphere in the entire service hall was tense to the extreme.

"Um, hello." The police officer pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose and looked at the young man in front of him suspiciously. He felt that the young man seemed a little familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before, but he just couldn't remember where. Moreover, he had something very important to do now. He had to send this information to the director of the temporary combat command center who was waiting for urgent use. He casually said, "Excuse me, are you here to report a crime? Reporting is over there."

He raised his hand and pointed to the place where the case was reported, then lowered his head again to look at the documents and walked away.

Zhang Beixing moved his mouth several times, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times. Hey, I am the person you are looking for. I am the "suspect who killed four people in a row"! I was ignored like this? He muttered to himself that he felt that he was the most shameless "murderer" and took a deep breath while standing there.

After calming down his desire to continue complaining, Zhang Beixing walked towards the front desk of the service hall.

"Hello." He looked at the two police officers at the front desk and greeted them again. Both police officers were on the phone and raised their hands to signal to wait a moment.

Zhang Beixing sighed, helplessly sat down on the chair next to him, and waited quietly.

He stared at the ground, wondering if he had come to the wrong place. It was not because the police were not vigilant or neglected their duties, but because most of them had only seen his ID photo and had never seen him in person.

As we all know, the authenticity of ID photos is often greatly compromised.

In addition, no one would have thought that Zhang Beixing, who had given Fenglan City police and soldiers a headache for several hours, would choose to "turn himself in" at this time. This was beyond everyone's expectations.

As a result, Zhang Beixing was ignored in the police station.

At this moment, a police officer came over, stood beside him, and asked patiently: "Sorry, I'm a little busy just now. How can I help you?"

Zhang Beixing raised his head, met the police officer's gaze, and said speechlessly, "I'm here to turn myself in."

The police officer was stunned, then changed his expression to nervous and surprised, but immediately turned gloomy: "Turn yourself in? What's your name?"

"Zhang Beixing." Zhang Beixing's voice was not loud, but it was extremely firm.

The police officer nodded and immediately took out a pair of silver bracelets from his waist.

However, he suddenly realized something, and his whole body tensed up, and he exclaimed: "Zhang Beixing? You are Zhang Beixing!"

This exclamation made the entire police station quiet in an instant.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and turned to look here in shock and surprise.

Zhang Beixing had already anticipated this scene. He nodded calmly, "Yes, I am the Zhang Beixing you have been looking for."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hands consciously with a faint smile on his face, "By the way, I have one more request before you arrest me."

The police officer never expected Zhang Beixing to be so cooperative, and asked stutteringly, "What, what request?"

"Ask your director to come see me and tell him that I have something important to discuss with him."

……

Inside the temporary combat command center, the atmosphere was almost frozen.

Everyone was working hard, but Zhang Beixing was like a ghost, always out of everyone's sight.

Li Wenshan looked up at the big screen and sighed silently. Three hours had passed, and they still hadn't found any trace of Zhang Beixing.

"Is our search method wrong?" Tan Yongyang narrowed his eyes and stared at the big screen.

Li Wenshan was stunned, then stood up and looked at him in confusion.

Tan Yongyang cleared his throat and pointed at the dense deployment on the big screen: "Our current search method is to cast a wide net over a large area, but the disadvantage of this method is that we cannot search every corner of the city."

Li Wenshan nodded in agreement.

Tan Yongyang added: "In this case, why don't we change the search method? We can change the large-scale search to a small-scale investigation, and start a strict investigation of every community and old urban area with blind spots in surveillance, and start issuing wanted warrants and mobilizing all the forces we can."

Li Wenshan pondered for a moment and asked, "In this case, Zhang Beixing might try every possible way to escape after seeing the wanted order. In addition, he has that terrible weapon in his hand... We can't guarantee that he won't go to the other extreme."

Tan Yongyang said in a loud voice: "But we have no other options now, right? Is there any other way to find Zhang Beixing and catch this criminal suspect hiding in Fenglan City?"

He was already full of anger, and he vented it out without any scruples.

Seeing this, Li Wenshan was stunned at first, then turned his head and stared at the big screen without saying a word: "Commander Tan, I think..."

Before he could finish, the sound of hurried footsteps suddenly came.

A police officer ran in in a panic, gasping for breath, "Chief, there's...something's happening! Someone...someone's coming!"

Li Wenshan's face darkened and he scolded, "Speak properly!"

The police officer took several breaths to adjust his breathing: "Chief, Zhang... Zhang Beixing, Zhang Beixing has turned himself in! He is right in the service hall, and he also said that he wants to see you immediately!"

Li Wenshan, Tan Yongyang and Xu Tairan were all shocked. It was as if a thunderclap rang in their ears, making them lose all thoughts in an instant.

The three of them twisted their stiff necks to look at each other's dull expressions and the astonishment and surprise in their eyes.

"Really...really?" Li Wenshan asked again uncertainly.

The police officer nodded heavily: "It's absolutely true! We have carefully compared it and it is indeed the Zhang Beixing we are looking for!"

Li Wenshan no longer hesitated and hurriedly walked out of the command center.

Tan Yongyang and Xu Tairan looked at each other and followed closely.

They wanted to see what the reason was that made this murderer who could escape for several hours under the noses of the police and the military choose to surrender at this time.

At the same time, in an abandoned factory in Mengla City, several police officers set up a cordon outside to seal off the crime scene.

A medical examiner is examining the body.

Just a while ago, a couple reported a case, saying that they saw the body of a man who had died not long ago when they were here, so they called the police.

The forensic doctor made a preliminary investigation soon: "The time of death was no more than 4 hours, and the multiple injuries on the body were micro wounds less than 1mm. The specific cause of death was excessive loss of body functions. Two needles were also found at the scene, and it is initially suspected that this was the murder weapon."

On the side, a police officer recorded the details and quickly passed it back to the local police station.

In the interrogation room of Fenglan City Police Station, Li Wenshan, Tan Yongyang, Xu Tairan and the entire senior leaders of Fenglan City Police Station gathered together, all looking at the scene in the interrogation room through the one-way glass.

At this time, Zhang Beixing was wearing a silver bracelet and handcuffs on his feet and was sitting on a cold interrogation chair.

Opposite him was Liang Shaoke, with a stern face, and next to him was a police officer taking notes.

The atmosphere in the interrogation room was very depressing, with a strong sense of oppression that made people feel a little breathless.

Liang Shaoke coughed lightly and began to ask: "Name."

"Zhang Beixing."

"gender."

"male."

After completing a simple set of procedures, Liang Shaoke raised his head and looked at the young man who had kept them busy all day but had no clue yet came to surrender.

"Where were you today?" Liang Shaoke stared at him with his eagle eyes.

Zhang Beixing narrowed his eyes: "I need to see your director."

"Young man, answer my question first."

Liang Shaoke also narrowed his eyes and showed no sign of weakness.

The two remained silent for a long time.

The door of the interrogation room was opened, and Li Wenshan walked in, waved to Liang Shaoke and the police officer who was recording, and signaled to turn off the interrogation surveillance.

Liang Shaoke paused, then stood up and left, and the police officer who was recording also left the interrogation room.

"I am Director Li Wenshan."

Li Wenshan sat on the chair, clasped his hands on the table and asked with a frown.

"What do you want to do when you see me?"

"Director Li, I was framed."

Zhang Beixing took a deep breath.

"What do you mean?" Li Wenshan's eyes twitched.

"Can you tell me the cause of death?" Zhang Beixing asked after thinking for a moment.

The corners of Li Wenshan's eyes twitched again, and even the corners of his mouth twitched.

The “murderer” asked them about the cause of death of the deceased police officer?

This is simply ridiculous!
"What exactly do you want to do?" Li Wenshan asked again, suppressing his impatience.

Zhang Beixing lowered his head helplessly: "I really didn't kill anyone, and I don't know who died. I don't know who those four people were and why they died. I came to turn myself in because I know who framed me and why it happened. I just want you police to clear my name, and I can also give you some information that can make you meritorious service."

The muscles on Li Wenshan's face trembled unnaturally and his eyes changed immediately.

Everything Zhang Beixing said had no basis and was not very credible, and was not convincing at all.

After all, every criminal who comes here will first say that he is innocent, that he has been wronged, and that he has been framed.

However, when they saw the evidence, they basically shut up. (End of this chapter)