personal security

Chapter 200 Interrogation

The handcuffs have been removed, and the mobile phone has been confiscated. Zhao Jianhui sat down on the bed, reached out and fiddled with the watch on his wrist a few times, and said a few times in a low voice, as if talking to himself, even if someone heard it, he would not care. .

After waiting for a long time, no one came to interrogate him. He lay on the bed thinking, could it be that all the policemen have gone home to sleep?Being a policeman with such efficiency is a big deal.I don't know which branch these policemen belong to. After I go out, I must deal with it seriously.

Just as he was thinking about it, there was a sudden metal knocking sound from outside the door. Then, the iron door was pushed open from the outside, and two policemen walked in.

Zhao Jianhui turned over and sat up, only to see the two policemen who came in staring at him impatiently. "Damn it, it's good for you. You can still lie on the bed for a while. We are the grandsons of the police. It's midnight and we can't sleep, and we have to serve you. Come on, put this thing on yourself, and come with us. "

While talking, a policeman jingled and threw a pair of handcuffs on the ground in front of Zhao Jianhui.Well, think about it for him, being a policeman is really not easy.In the middle of the night, I can't hug my wife to sleep, no wonder the police have no good temper.

Zhao Jianhui still feels very sorry for these two policemen in his heart. If he were not here, and in his usual status as the chief of the bureau, he would have to praise them well.

Thinking of this, Zhao Jianhui squatted on the ground and picked up the handcuffs, and put them on himself very consciously.It is the glorious task of every citizen to cooperate with the police comrades!However, Zhao Jianhui's cooperation in this work was a bit too neat, and the way he was handcuffed was very sloppy, which made the two policemen look dumbfounded.

"Huh, I can't tell, do you wear it often?" The younger policeman was a little impatient, and when he saw Zhao Jianhui's good performance, he said "boast".

Two policemen stood next to Zhao Jianhui, one on the left and one on the right, and turned to another corridor along the long corridor. The corridor was very long, dimly lit, and very quiet. Occasionally, the policemen passed by, walking hurriedly, as if they were in a hurry. Look busy.

Zhou finally arrived at the end of the corridor, and Zhao Jianhui was led into a room by two policemen. Looking at the furnishings, he knew that this should be a torture room.Because the furnishings of this room are obvious at a glance.There are two chairs and a small wooden table against the wall, and a separate wooden chair is placed three meters away in front of the wooden table, but the orientation of the wooden chair is directly opposite to the two chairs behind the table.

There is a computer, a printer, and a lamp on that desk. It is estimated that when the two interrogate themselves later, one will ask questions while the other will record on the computer. There is also a standing lamp beside the desk, which is a bit Like a searchlight, it is estimated that it is used by prisoners during night trials.

One of the policemen motioned Zhao Jianhui to sit on the lonely wooden chair in the middle of the room. The wooden chair had a unique shape and was different from the usual ones. It was specially used for prisoners to sit on. After Zhao Jianhui sat on it, the two policemen The wooden boards on both sides of the armrest of the chair were closed, just enough to hoop his body, and the handcuffed hands were placed on the wooden boards. Apart from being unable to move freely, it was not uncomfortable.

The two policemen checked the wooden chair and saw that there was nothing unusual, so they turned and left the room.

Zhao Jianhui thought to himself, after busying for a long time, the two policemen are not interrogating him?Seeing so many policemen working on this case, I was still too bureaucratic before. I didn't see it with my own eyes. How do I know that comrades at the grassroots level are working so hard on the case?

Zhao Jianhui sat on this special wooden chair, calmly waiting for the police to come to question him.It didn't take long before I heard footsteps coming from outside the door. Following the sound, two policemen walked in, both wearing uniforms. One of them was an old acquaintance. The first meeting was in the massage room, and this time It should be the second side. It was the beautiful police officer called Captain Geng. Seeing her come in, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help being stunned, and asked himself that he had dispatched a leader. Could it be that my case is a big one?

A male policeman came in with Jinghua. He was quite young, about 25 or [-] years old. He was handsome and carried a large plastic bag in his hand. As soon as he came in, he dumped the contents of the bag on the table. , In addition to the mobile phone, there are wallets, cigarettes, lighters and other items, which are ping-pong on the table.

Oh, can you take it easy?If it’s not your stuff, don’t feel bad at all?Zhao Jianhui sighed secretly in his heart, these things that were poured on the table were all his treasures.

The male policeman pulled Zhao Jianhui's things aside, turned on the computer, and prepared the interrogation record, while the female policeman stared at Zhao Jianhui for a moment, making Zhao Jianhui feel a little uncomfortable, psychological warfare, right?Don't look at the fact that I haven't tried a case since I became a policeman, but I understand this.

This is what policemen do. They stare at you with self-righteous eyes until you feel guilty, and then take advantage of the victory to pursue and interrogate you.For those prisoners who are not psychologically sophisticated, this trick can often play an unexpected role.

Alas, we are all our own people, is this necessary?Zhao Jianhui muttered in his heart, and smiled back at the policewoman's eyes, but there was an incomprehensible expression on his face.

Zhao Jianhui didn't pay much attention to the policewoman's face in the massage room last night. He just thought she was very beautiful at first. At the time, he thought she looked a lot like Geng Xiaoli, but he wasn't sure if she was her relative. Now they were sitting face to face. It gave Zhao Jianhui the convenience to look at her carefully.

Beautiful, really beautiful, Zhao Jianhui admired it from the bottom of his heart, his short ear-length hair was black and shiny, his black eyebrows were thick and light, his eyes were big like autumn water, his eyelashes were long, his nose was delicate, and his lips were warm and moist. , people can't help but want to kiss Fangze, a beauty, a first-class beauty.

Like, really like, no matter how you look at it, this policewoman looks very similar to Geng Xiaoli, the nose, the eyes, the chin, the eyebrows, the diamond-shaped red lips, no matter how you look at it, they all look exactly the same as Geng Xiaoli Well, if he was a few years old, Zhao Jianhui could hardly help shouting out the words "Director Geng".

Zhao Jianhui's eyes staring at the beautiful Jinghua softened, but unfortunately, Jinghua's beautiful eyes were icy cold. At this moment, a trace of anger flashed again, and the anger became stronger and stronger, and it was about to explode. When Zhao Jianhui reacted, Jinghua When his eyes were not friendly, an angry snort sounded in his ears.

It's no wonder that the policewoman is angry, a guy who was swept in by the anti-pornography, dared to look at himself so nakedly, did he imagine himself as that person?

"Name!" The interrogation began. The voice of the beautiful policewoman was very pleasant, crisp and sweet. The only downside was that it was too cold and lacking in affinity. Zhao Jianhui commented on her voice and forgot to answer.

"I'm asking you something, why are you in a daze? Your name!" The police flower's voice was even colder.If it weren't for the ban on beating prisoners in the past few years, it is estimated that the policewoman Hua's little foot would kick Zhao Jianhui's nose now.

"Zhao Jianhui." Zhao Jianhui came back to his senses and tried to make his voice as honest as possible.

"Age." The female police officer seemed to be tsk-tsk the name as she asked, maybe she also felt familiar?

"24, 25 years old." Zhao Jianhui's heart moved, and he suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

"How much is it? What is 24 or 25 years old? I'll ask you again, age!" Jing Hua's voice was now tinged with impatience.

"I don't know the details, anyway, it's either 24 or 25." Zhao Jianhui's voice became even deeper.

"Your age!" Jinghua's voice was obviously angry, so I don't know the exact age?Are you dishonest?Or on purpose?

"Hey" Zhao Jianhui sighed: "I'm 25 years old, and I don't know my birthday that day." Zhao Jianhui's tone was a bit depressed. No one told himself that it was really unlucky for the child.

The male policeman interjected in a sullen look, "What? Are there people who don't know their birthday? Answer the question honestly!"

"This police officer, go to the orphanage and ask how many people don't know their own birthdays. Is it any wonder?" I just criticized myself for being a bureaucrat, but I didn't expect this policeman to be even more bureaucratic than myself.Zhao Jianhui was very angry, but he didn't glare at him, just glanced at him contemptuously, and shook his head slightly.As a grassroots policeman, how can he ask about the case like this? This is what Zhao Jianhui said in his heart. Although Zhao Jianhui didn't say it, I believe the two policemen in front of him can understand what he means. , the police flower stopped him in time.

In terms of the anger in my heart, I am not younger than this male policeman, but now everything is about human rights, and prisoners have human rights, not to mention that the person in front of him is only a suspect, not a real prisoner.

"Ethnicity?" The beautiful police flower continued the boring procedure.

"Chinese."

"Where do you live?"

"Room 3, Unit 2, Building 302, Dormitory of Huanghai City Public Security Bureau." Zhao Jianhui was a little helpless in his heart towards this formal question, so he answered blankly.

"What did you say? Don't talk nonsense. Answer the question honestly!!" The young police officer couldn't help but yell again.

The policewoman Hua glared at him, then asked, "What do you do?"

"Unemployed." Zhao Jianhui smiled wryly, and estimated that if he dared to say that he was the deputy director of the Municipal Bureau, these two people would give him the name of a fraudster.

"Are you married?"

"It's not over." Zhao Jianhui immediately added: "I have a girlfriend."

"I didn't ask you that." The policeman gave Zhao Jianhui a blank look.My heart said that someone like you also has a girlfriend?Then you are even less of a thing, you still do that thing if you have a girlfriend?

"Do you know why I invited you in?" A beautiful woman is a beautiful woman, so be polite, just grab me if you catch her, and you still say please?Zhao Jianhui sighed in his heart, the words created by the ancestors are meaningful enough.

"I don't know." This time Zhao Jianhui answered very simply, he really didn't know why the police wanted to arrest him.

Policewoman Hua asked with a firm attitude of denying everything: "I really don't know?"

"I really don't know!" Zhao Jianhui answered her with certainty.

"Think about it carefully, why did you come in?" Jinghua stared at Zhao Jianhui's facial expression with her beautiful big eyes, her eyes were sharp and charming.

Zhao Jianhui pretended to be contemplative, and shook his head after a while: "I really can't remember, why don't you give me a cigarette and mention it?"

God, maybe I remembered. "

When the cigarette addiction came, Zhao Jianhui remembered that when he watched prisoners interrogated on TV, the police generally still had to meet this small requirement. Of course, he would not miss this opportunity.

Jinghua glared at Zhao Jianhui, which made Zhao Jianhui's heart beat again.But staring at him, although the policeman was dissatisfied with Zhao Jianhui's attitude, he still motioned for the record-keeping policeman Shange to take out a cigarette from the table, and the policeman reluctantly handed the cigarette to Zhao Jianhui, and lighted it for Zhao Jianhui by the way .

Alas, this is my lighter and my cigarette. Why do you seem a little bit reluctant?

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