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Chapter 733 He can only be you
The policeman cleared his throat and looked at Wang Jiancheng seriously, "Sir, if you need any help, just tell us. If their boss really violated your rights, we will seek justice for you in accordance with the law. "

Wang Jiancheng shook his head, with a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes, "I told you to call Luo Zongwen. I'll tell you when he comes."

The security guard stared at Wang Jiancheng and chuckled, "Which royal family member do you think he is? Our boss can just call him if you ask him to?"

His slightly mocking tone was like pouring a bucket of oil on the fire.

Wang Jiancheng's already ugly face could no longer hold back anymore. He spat directly on the tiles next to him and rushed to the security guard with fist turns.

Seeing that someone was about to take action, the police quickly stepped forward and stopped him, "What do you want to do? This is the police station, not a place for you to fight!"

The loud voice was so penetrating that it could be heard echoing in the hall.

The police stopped his upper body. Seeing that his fists could not hit him, Wang Jiancheng flew up and tried to kick the security guard directly.

The security guard quickly took a few steps back and kept a safe distance.

Wang Jiancheng gasped for breath and was about to say something else. An older policeman wearing glasses came out of the office and waved, "Xiao Zhao, don't talk nonsense to him. You can do this even in the police station." Those who make trouble can just be locked up."

Xiao Zhao nodded, took out the handcuffs from behind his back, and cuffed Wang Jiancheng without saying a word.

The standing security guard saw this and was afraid that he would be implicated. He raised his hands over his shoulders and explained, "I didn't move a finger on him. This police comrade can testify."

The policeman, who was called Xiao Zhao, nodded, "You should go back first. We will inform you if anything happens next."

As soon as he finished speaking, the security guard turned around and left the police hall, not wanting to stay for a second longer.

Seeing the security guard leaving the scene, Wang Jiancheng's face turned green. He twisted his arms and tried to break away, "Why did you let him go? I'm obviously the victim!"

Xiao Zhao escorted him toward the detention room inside, "You are provoking trouble and disrupting public order. Is there any problem with my arresting you according to law?"

Unable to struggle away, Wang Jiancheng glared at Xiao Zhao fiercely, "Let me go, I will report you..."

Xiao Zhao turned a deaf ear to his noise and took Wang Jiancheng's arm to the detention room.

Watching their backs disappear from sight, Bai Pu waited for another minute before walking out from where he was hiding.

On the clean tiles, the pool of liquid Wang Jiancheng vomited still remained.

The cleaner came forward to clean it up and complained a few words with great dissatisfaction.

Bai Pu frowned. They knew about Feng Ruoqing's disappearance. How come her son also came with her and was related to Luo's boss?

Bai Pu pinched his cell phone. Although he now had more and more clues, it was like a mess of yarn with no thread to be found.

At this time, outside the interrogation room.

Liu Chenchen took back the transcript he had just read from Lu Zhaohe, "We reviewed it before you came. He was quite arrogant and didn't say anything."

After saying that, he closed the notebook and folded his arms helplessly.

Lu Zhaohe nodded, "I know, let's go in."

Liu Chenchen hesitated for a moment and opened the door with the key.

With a click, the lock cylinder was opened.

The middle-aged man who was handcuffed on the chair raised his head when he heard the sound. The moment he saw the person coming in, the bloodshot eyes were clearly visible, "You bastard, you're the one who locked me in, right? How about fooling a kid with a fake gun? "His face was full of furrows, and he was still wearing the suit he came from, but it was now wrinkled and out of shape.

It can be seen from his expression that there is a kind of hatred that others are not willing to play with.

Lu Zhaohe locked his eyes on his face and said calmly, "Zhu Tao, right?"

Zhu Tao sighed, "Is your grandfather's name something you can call at will?"

"Really, Zhu Tao." Lu Zhaohe stared at him with a half-smile, and handed a photo in his hand to him, "We found this in that house. We are a little curious, who did you take the photo with?" Yes, how about you talk to me?"

Zhu Tao looked up impatiently, and when he saw the photo, his expression froze for a moment.

He immediately looked away, "I don't know where this photo came from, and I didn't put it there."

"Oh?" Lu Zhaohe raised his eyebrows and leaned forward, "If it's not you, who else could it be? Give me an idea."

His figure was like a mountain, blocking part of the incandescent light above his head.

Zhu Tao felt a burst of pressure inexplicably. He snorted coldly and just denied it, "I told you, I don't know you, I don't know. Besides, there are many people coming and going there. Why do you just grab me and ask?"

Seeing his vehement denial, Lu Zhaohe stared at his face closely, frowning coldly.

Before coming in for interrogation, their people had already investigated the house.

That house has not been sold yet, because there is no owner, so it has always been the base of several real estate agents headed by Zhu Tao and intermediaries.

In their free time on weekdays, they would occasionally play cards and drink, but they didn't go there that frequently.

The most important question at the moment is that if he were in Zhu Tao's perspective, it would be absolutely impossible for him to put such an important photo in that room. Isn't this just causing trouble for himself?

Following this line of thinking, what Zhu Tao said may not be false.

But the panic at that moment really fell into Lu Zhaohe's eyes.

If he didn't put it there, then who did?

Zhu Tao felt a little uncomfortable when he looked at him and looked away pretending not to care.

This guy definitely knows something.

Since Lu Zhaohe couldn't get anything out of the question about the photo, he simply changed his mind.

He stood up slowly and tapped his fingertips on the table, "We have extracted several fingerprints from the murder scene in the kitchen and are currently comparing them. If what you are telling the truth now, I can give you a surrender and wait for the fingerprint comparison. When the results come out, the nature is different.”

His serious tone made the other party stunned for a moment, and then he sneered, "We just live there, and when we have nothing to do, we play cards and drink together. Isn't it normal to leave fingerprints? How could I wait until someone is here? Someone was killed there, and you have no evidence!”

He looked into Lu Zhaohe's eyes confidently, without any hesitation in his eyes, "If you don't believe it, you can go and ask around."

Lu Zhaohe glanced at his face and heard that his tone of voice was quite tough.

"Zhu Tao, do you need me to remind you?" He curled his lips slightly and said with a faint smile, "I can make the murderer be you, and he can only be you. Do you believe it or not?"

(End of this chapter)