"Officer, where are we going now?"
The blond crew-cut had just returned to his small room and hadn't even warmed his seat when someone came to fetch him.
The person who brought him out did not answer, but he also had his own suspicions in his heart
You must let him go, right?
It must be the brothers from the gang coming to bail me out.
In the past, after a fight, it wouldn't take long to get out.
This time will surely be the same.
The short-haired blond's face immediately radiated with a look of smug satisfaction.
Fortunately, he had a sudden inspiration in his moment of urgency and used the little girl's escape to shift the blame.
The assailant called her master, so how could she stay out of it?
We've arrived at our destination.
The officer leading the way opened the door and gestured for the blond crew-cut to enter.
The boy with the yellow crew cut stared intently.
What the heck!
Why am I back in the interrogation room again!?
The interrogation room had white walls on all four sides, containing only a table, three chairs, a hanging lamp, and several surveillance cameras.
The atmosphere dropped to freezing point, suffocating.
The young man with the yellow crew cut felt an inexplicable panic, his heart leaping into his throat, and he didn't dare to take a single breath.
The room was still the same, unchanged, except that the two people sitting across from him had changed.
The shift in his oppressive mood occurred only after the policeman sitting to his left front came in.
His clothes were noticeably different from the others, with a police badge on them that seemed to be... a lion?
The exact appearance of the person with the yellow crew cut wasn't very clear, because he didn't have the courage to look up in front of that person
From the very first moment our eyes met, it was as if I were a thread of cotton singed by a spark, fleeing in a panic
The yellow-haired, crew-cut man had been mingling in the underworld gangs for some time and had risen to the position of a small team leader within the gang.
Even though he hadn't seen much of the world, he had spent some time in the slammer a few times
Having dealt with the police for years, he had honed the art of slipping away like a slick, elusive cicada
He could almost always guess the other person's character with great accuracy, and he had his own ways of dealing with them.
But in front of this police officer, he didn't dare to act rashly at all.
The man with the short yellow hair was certain; his identity was anything but ordinary.
After all, this kind of oppressive aura was something he had only experienced during the gatherings of the Poison Dragon Gang, when the leader's gaze inadvertently swept over him.
"Tell me, what happened at that time?"
The officer sitting to his right front began to inquire.
It was still the same routine, the blond crew-cut let out a sigh of relief
This policeman's voice actually made him feel a bit of warmth.
He then repeated the ghost story he had made up, his face still pretending to look very honest.
Although this was extremely inconsistent with his attire and demeanor.
The questioning officer routinely asked the blond crew-cut a few questions,
The young man with the short yellow hair had a good attitude, answered every question, and was extremely cooperative
A completely perfect model citizen.
Just when he thought he had managed to bluff his way through everything,
A voice devoid of emotion sounded,
"You said it was that man who made the first move?"
The blond crew-cut stiffened all over upon hearing this voice.
The officer sitting on the left spoke up.
He was asking himself questions.
The yellow-haired crew cut, lips trembling,
In fact, it was his underling who made the first move, but—
"It was that man who hit me first."
The young man with the yellow crew cut, clinging to a sliver of hope, began to argue deceitfully.
Little brother is little brother, I am me
My little brother hit him first, and he hit me first
How can you say he didn't start it?
Hearing the response from the blond crew cut, Jiang Ling raised his eyes.
He fixed his gaze on his face,
The short-haired blond immediately felt a piercing icy flame that instantly penetrated his body
The man's gaze was piercing, as if he could see through all the secrets hidden deep within a person's heart
All the evils in the world are laid bare before him.
It was obvious that he didn't believe his own answer.
The blond crew cut was terrified: "It's true!"
The eldest signed them up for a counter-surveillance psychology course
The villainous teachers said that in the face of such a situation, details must be added!
The more details there are, the more real it becomes.
Naturally, it also makes it easier for people to believe.
He had always been attentive in class and diligent in practice.
The blond crew-cut began to improvise,
"The moment he grabbed my hand,"
"I felt a current of electricity travel from my palm straight to my heart,"
"My whole body is numb!"
Swish, swish, swish—
The officer, who was diligently taking notes, stopped his pen
Incredulously looked up.
Do you want to hear what he has to say for himself?
What's this, is it love?
"I swear to the heavens!"
"That feeling was like being struck by lightning."
The blond crew cut raised three fingers to the sky.
Jiang Ling didn't say anything, just looked at him.
His gaze, though invisible, exerted immense pressure on people.
The inner defenses of the boy with the yellow crew cut were crumbling bit by bit.
Great Memory Restoration Technique!
The officer taking the statement compared it back and forth several times
Finally, it was discovered that this person was full of lies, with statements that contradicted each other, making them a prime suspect
Due to the electromagnetic interference of varying degrees affecting several surveillance cameras near the entrance of the Imperial Star Nation High School during that period,
At that moment, not a single frame was captured.
There were quite a few eyewitnesses. Apart from those who came later just to watch the excitement and the middle schoolers who only saw the man take on twenty people and described it with the same fervor as a hot-blooded manga,
The rest of the witnesses spoke in vague and ambiguous terms.
They didn't know the man and woman, but they were well aware of the identities of this group of hooligans.
The Tyrant Dragon Gang that reigns supreme in Blue Bay District!
Provoking trouble and getting into fights are minor issues; they are capable of murder and arson too!
The recruits in the gang were all ruthless and vicious scoundrels.
If they set their sights on you, they're like relentless wolves; you won't get away without losing a few chunks of flesh.
In this situation, who would risk offending the local kingpin for the sake of two strangers?
So, this police report was not made by some well-meaning passerby at all.
The informant lay in Blue Bay Hospital.
On the sickbed, the salted pig's hand of the salted pig's hand brother was reattached
Fortunately, it was delivered in time, and the arm was saved.
He was hooked up to an IV, waiting to be admitted to the hospital.
A person was brought to the bed next to mine.
The younger brother with the wandering hands glanced sideways, and his expression immediately changed
"Brother! How did you end up in here too?"
In the hospital, meeting my brother, tears welled up in our eyes
Brother Salty Pig Hand spat out a mouthful of blood
"Isn't it... to, cough cough, avenge you?"
Alright, revenge.
Brought himself into it as well.
Brotherly love!
When Brother Salty Pig Hand hits people, he acts impulsively
When being beaten, he became calm.
The collar was grabbed, and as soon as my feet left the ground,
IQ has conquered the high ground again.
His brain quickly made a judgment: this kid is a tough character.
Enduring the excruciating pain of torn muscles and broken bones, he immediately called the police.
If they don't call the police soon, this kid will kill them all!
So—
Then came what happened later.
The detention room had a smelly bed, with walls on all four sides
Wen Meng was not sitting on the bed.
She pressed the wall with her hand,