Thriller Paradise Chapter 972: Intimidation

Late, 7:06.

Zheng Xian has been sitting in the interrogation room for nearly thirty minutes.

Just after half past six, he was still "sitting" on the investigative team's side, signaling the police officers to "stay steady"... "For the safety of the hostages, don't act rashly."

Unexpectedly...he was locked in the interrogation room in a blink of an eye, and he was asked to hand over his mobile phone.

Although no one has handcuffed him at this moment, Zheng Xian's heart is already panicked...

Click--

Just as Deputy Chief Zheng was thinking about it, someone opened the door.

Three people came in. The leader was Zheng Xian's immediate boss, Director Zhu of this branch. And Director Zhu was followed by two young men... One of them looked good, dressed appropriately, looks and temperament all gave people a feeling of age-inconsistent, not irritable and pretentious; while the other... Too many descriptions are meaningless, we can summarize it in three words-"Feng Bujue".

"Zhu Ju...what's going on?" Zheng Xian got up from his chair for the first time, looked at the director and said, "Is there any misunderstanding in this?"

Director Zhu looked at him expressionlessly, was silent for two seconds, and replied: "These two... are the chiefs of higher-level departments." He paused, "They have a few questions for you... …You just tell the truth."

After that, Director Zhu looked at Bao Qing again: "Sir, then I will go out first."

"Yeah." Bao Qing nodded neither humble nor arrogant, "You have worked hard."

"Eh? Zhu Ju...this...this is..." Zheng Xian also wanted to stop the director, but the other party walked out without looking back, and closed the door.

"All right~ Deputy Director Zheng, it's useless for you to find anyone for this." Feng Bujue took a few steps forward and came to the table, "Please sit down, let's sit down and say."

When Zheng Xian heard the words, he looked up and down Feng Bujue with a hostile look, then he breathed out of his nose and sat down on his side.

There are four interrogation rooms in this branch. The pattern is similar...

A table is placed in the center of a space of about 20 square meters. On the side of the table near the door, there are two seats for the interrogators to sit on; they are opposite. There is only one chair beside the table on the other side for the interrogator to sit on.

All tables and chairs are fixed on the floor and cannot be moved; on the desk and corner of the table on the side with only one seat, there are also several small metals that can be used to fix the handcuffs and chains. ring.

Two incandescent light tubes were installed on the upper part of the interrogation room, and a desk lamp was placed on the table. The desk lamp is naturally placed on the half of the table near the door; besides... on the two opposite corners of the ceiling, a movable monitoring probe is pressed on each.

After Zheng Xian was seated, Bao Qing walked under one of the monitoring probes in a familiar way... unplugged.

Then he walked leisurely to another probe across the room...

Feng Bujue, but sat down opposite Zheng Xian silently, staring at Deputy Chief Zheng’s face with a smile but not a smile. The expression seemed to be the cook looking at a good ingredient and wondering what to do. Cooking...

"You...what do you mean?" Zheng Xian's spine chills after being stared at by Brother Jue, he tried to calm down and asked a question.

Feng Bujue ignored his question and asked in turn: "This afternoon around 4:30. You answered a call in the toilet."

This sentence is not finished yet, cold sweat has flowed from Zheng Xian's temples.

"Who is on the phone? What are you doing?" Feng Bujue asked.

"I don't know what you are talking about." Even though he felt a little guilty in his heart, Zheng Xian replied pretendingly.

"Heh... I don’t know so..." Feng Bujue said, and took out a transparent evidence bag from his arms. The bag contained Zheng Xian’s mobile phone, "Deputy Chief Zheng, you You are also a policeman. You should know... Even if you delete the call log in your phone, we still have many ways to check your call."

Zheng Xian didn't speak, he just avoided Brother Jue's sight.

"Huh..." Feng Bujue saw this. He snorted coldly, then said, "What about me... I can probably guess what you think... Do you think that if we have found something, even the phone recording is available... I don't need to ask you again. Since we are now here to cross-examine you. That means... we don’t have any substantive information, at best it’s just bluffing."

Zheng Xian remained silent.

"Heh..." Feng Bujue looked at the other party's reaction and chuckled, "Yes, we are indeed in a deadlock. Because the person calling you is very cautious, and he uses a disposable mobile phone. Card. And used technical means to make a second transfer and interference to this communication... Therefore, except for the call record, nothing is left... Neither can it be tracked nor recorded."

Hearing this, an imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of Zheng Xian's mouth.

"Two... sir." Zheng Xian finally replied at this time. Brother Jue's last sentence gave him a reassurance, "I did receive an inexplicable call this afternoon, but the other end of the call People are just selling things, I just hung up after a few perfunctory sentences. As for what you said...I really don’t know."

"Oh..." Brother Jue nodded, "When you hear me say...you can't find out anything, you changed from ‘don’t know’ to ‘not so clear’, right?"

Zheng Xian did not respond to this question. He has tried many suspects himself, when to reply and when to remain silent... He knows better than anyone else.

"However..." The next second, Feng Bujue's conversation turned, "The caution, or...professionalism of the person on the phone, just proves that the person calling you is not an ordinary person."

Zheng Xian sneered when he heard this, because Jue's words proved nothing at all.

"Yes, I haven't consulted yet..." Zheng Xian didn't answer the other party's words, but asked himself, "What is the last name of the two chiefs? In which department do you work?"

"Can you control it?" Bao Qing said coldly, standing at the table.

"Hehe...I just asked." Zheng Xian said, taking out a pack of cigarettes from his jacket pocket rather arrogantly, picking up one, and preparing to light it for himself.

"Deputy Chief Zheng, I found that you seem to be blindly optimistic about your situation..." After a pause for a few seconds, Feng Bujue continued, "Do you think we can't do anything to you? Or Do you think...the worst result is nothing more than "scraping the skin" (usually described as a bad official being fired)?"

"This sir...Fu--" Zheng Xian lit a cigarette and took a sip. "I have already explained the questions you asked. Could it be that I took a sales call... I have committed some heinous crime? Right?"

"Are you going to discuss crime with us..." Bao Qing said, took out a mobile phone from his pocket, looked at the screen and said, "Zheng Xian. What is your annual salary?"

"This..." Zheng Xian raised his head to look at the other person, without immediately replying...He was considering whether there were any pitfalls in this question.

"No matter how much..." Bao Qing did not wait for him to answer, but after pressing a few keys, he showed an online bank transfer interface in front of Zheng Xian, "...it must be far less. For this number, right?"

The moment the line of sight makes contact with the screen. Zheng Xian's expression changed abruptly.

"You..." Deputy Director Zheng stood up from the chair, "...Why would you have mine..."

"What's yours?" Feng Bujue interrupted him, "Does this account have anything to do with you? Or should I ask..." Brother Jue paused for half a second before continuing, "These are based on your wife ~Brother's~The name opened~The bag company~The huge amount of cash in the account...Does it have anything to do with you?"

Every time he said the word "of", he raised his tone a little, and said it like a mouthful.

"I...I..." Zheng Xian couldn't say anything.

"Deputy Chief Zheng, I said you are blindly optimistic...you don't think so." Feng Bujue said, "Who do you think we are?" He was not a question, and he didn't intend to give a clear answer. "We are not the kind of people who will bring you to court..." His face became so gloomy, "We are the kind of people... who will let you evaporate from the earth..."

"This is the police station!" Not knowing whether it was because of anger or trying to embolden himself, Zheng Xian shouted immediately.

Boom——

The next second, he received a punch in the face.

Immediately afterwards, Zheng Xian staggered and sat down, looking stunned.

He was dumbfounded for a long time, until he felt a hint of coolness in the people, he instinctively stretched out his hand, and saw his nosebleed... Then he remembered.

"You...do you dare to hit someone!" Zheng Xian held his nose and shouted angrily, Feng Bujue.

The voice is not over. Feng Bujue stood up: "I didn't expect it, did you?" He smiled, "The punch I just now was mainly for you to broaden your mind. Let you say,'I can't be two unidentified people in the police station. People who are violent add up' this mindset is broken." He paused, "With this first step...our communication can also be smoother."

"You...you..." Zheng Xian was furious. But he really had nothing to do with the other party. If he had to fight back... it was really not a wise move for him to fight with a slightly blessed middle-aged man and two young people.

"Well, what can be done in violence, I will show you here first." Feng Bujue said, "If I don't get satisfactory feedback in a while, I can gradually escalate to minor injuries, severe injuries, disability, etc. Or...you know." He spread his hands. "But... is death really terrible? I don't think it is...especially those criminals who are involved in corruption. Many of them are not afraid of death...because most of their criminal proceeds cannot be recovered; we can often see some giants Greed and evil went to jail when they were gray-haired, but the losses they brought to the country and the people have not been compensated. Their families are still enjoying illegal gains overseas and are at ease..."

While he was talking, Brother Jue came to Zheng Xian, leaned on the edge of the table and stood still, and said, "Of course, you are not up to that level, but the nature is the same... and you really Weaknesses...we know everything."

At this point, Bao Qing walked to the other side of Zheng Xian, held his mobile phone, and said: "As long as I move my finger, all the deposits in this account will become charitable donations." He paused for two seconds. , Added, "Trust me...Once the operation is completed, you will never get back the money."

"If you think money is something outside of your body, it's okay..." Feng Bujue said again, "Huh...I still have to talk about feelings. I can introduce your wife and ** to meet face to face tonight. , Have a meal and tea together."

"Oh... by the way..." Bao Qing said again at this time: "As far as we know, the brother-in-law who takes care of the company for you seems to like to go to Fengyue places. I often go to those places~ It is inevitable that you will encounter some people who are provoking troubles, you say...If he is accidentally injured in a fight, he will cut off his children and grandchildren... That would be so wrong..."

"Speaking of relatives... I suddenly thought..." In less than a second, Feng Bujue continued, "Ling the son is going to the evil land of U.S. imperialism to go to Pheasant University next year, right? What if he Suddenly, for some reason, I have a criminal record... Guess... Can I still get a passport?"

"This is not a passport issue..." Bao Qing said in a relaxed tone, "In that case...whether or not you can get a high school diploma is a matter of course."

"This is... and he is also an adult..." Feng Bujue said, "After entering the prison, let people know that he has a corrupt police dad, that day... …"

The two of them sang me and they were so tacitly in agreement that Zheng Xian's face was blue and purple in fright, and his nosebleeds went back.

"I..." The cigarette in Zheng Xian's hand fell to the ground, his hands trembling constantly, "I will explain everything... Please raise your hands high..."

"Eh~That's right." Feng Bujue patted him on the shoulder, "If you had such an attitude, I wouldn't do it with you." He only believed what he said. "As long as you explain it honestly, let's just expose the trivial matter of taking bribes. Isn't it just that we have made eight million dollars in more than ten years... Can this be a problem?"

Bao Qing glared at Brother Jue, his eyes seemed to say: "You are a fake Jiukee agent. You are really not a small person."

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Late, 7:53.

Feng Bujue and Bao Qing left the interrogation room and came to a lounge specially prepared for them.

Xiao Tan and Brother Chan are also waiting for them in this lounge.

"How's it going?" Xiao Tan couldn't wait to ask as soon as they came in.

"Well...it's not easy..." Bao Qing said as he sat down~IndoMTL.com~how? "Brother Chan continued, "The background of Deputy Director Zheng is very hard?" "

"That's not..." Bao Qing frowned, "He is just a small character, but..."

"For a metaphor, the person who called Zheng Xian is like a chess player sitting in front of a chess board..." At this time, Brother Jue said, "And Zheng Xian... is just a **** on the chess board. ; In the hands of that person, there are many pawns like Zheng Xian, which can be used when necessary... The same, can be discarded when necessary..."

"I'm going... so the person who kidnapped Guixiao has a big background..." Brother Chan said in surprise.

"Hehe...you guessed wrong again." Feng Bujue smiled, "The kidnapping perpetrator and the'mastermind' of the incident are also just'pawns'..." At this point, I felt that There was a flash of excitement in Brother's smile, "But... there is another person in this matter who plays the role of a'planner', that is, the'chess player' I just mentioned... He licked his lips, "This person... is very interesting." (To be continued.)

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