What happened next was like a drama. The two groups of people fighting in the melee stopped at the same time amid the murderous shouts. As if they had been rehearsed, they mixed in with the panicked bar guests and receded like a tide.

In an instant, there were only a few people left in the bar. Only a few bold customers and bar staff stayed in the bar, looking at Zhuang Mo holding a dagger in horror.

Zhuang Mo woke up from the shock and looked at the people around him, not knowing what to say. Then he saw the man lying in front of him, still bleeding. He hurriedly threw away the dagger in his hand without having time to think about it.

He shouted to Xiao Liu: "Hurry up and get gauze to stop the bleeding!"

Zhuang Mo himself quickly squatted down and blocked the man's bleeding wound with his hand. Xiao Liu looked at Zhuang Mo, then at the man on the ground, and ran to the workroom without saying a word.

When Xiao Liu came back, Zhuang Mo took the gauze from Xiao Liu's hand and used the gauze to fill and compress the man's wound to stop the bleeding. Zhuang Mo secretly said that he really didn't expect these methods he learned in the Red Cross junior first aid training in his freshman year.

Can be used.

"Brother Zhuang, what happened just now? I don't believe you injured this person." Xiao Liu asked while helping Zhuang Mo stop the bleeding. Xiao Liu had been beside Zhuang Mo from the beginning and knew that Zhuang Mo

It was impossible to kill people with a hidden knife, not to mention that he personally called the police.

"I don't know either, but I didn't hurt this person. I don't know who gave me this dagger just now." Zhuang Mo shook his head and said, recalling a series of things that just happened.

From the start of the fight to someone suddenly thrusting a dagger into him, to the shouts from the crowd and the final departure of both parties, there was no doubt that it was a series of plots designed to frame him, but who spent so much effort to do so?

Framing himself? Zhuang Mo was puzzled.

The Cipher Bar is in an important area of ​​Beijing, and there are many police stations around it.

Just a few minutes later, the police car followed the ambulance to the password bar. Usually when there is a fight or a fight, the ambulance will follow the police car to the scene to prevent the injured from being treated in time.

Several policemen came in and saw the man lying down. They immediately called the ambulance doctor to carry the man into the ambulance.

"What does the injured man have to do with you?" A male policeman walked up to Zhuang Mo and asked.

"I don't know him." Zhuang Mo replied.

"Please tell me what happened just now," the male policeman said.

Zhuang Mo started from the beginning and told what happened just now. In the middle of the story, a policeman came over and whispered a few words into the ear of the policeman who asked Zhuang Mo. The male policeman nodded to him.

"Sorry, you are suspected of intentionally injuring someone with a knife. Please come with us." The male policeman said to Zhuang Mo.

"Comrade policeman, I didn't hurt this person, it was someone else who framed me." Zhuang Mo defended.

The male policeman ignored Zhuang Mo's excuse and said to another policeman: "Take him back first and then talk about it."

Another policeman took out the handcuffs and put them on Zhuang Mo. Looking at the eyes of the people around him, Zhuang Mo also knew that it was useless to defend himself. Now, except Xiao Liu who believed in him, everyone else probably thought he was the one who stabbed him.

The man, Zhuang Mo, said nothing and was pushed directly into the police car by the police.

"Why are you? Why are you being handcuffed?" In the police car, a female police officer on the passenger side looked back and saw Zhuang Mo being pushed into the car, and said in surprise.

"You are Officer Liu." Zhuang Mo revealed that the female police officer who spoke was Liu Rong, who came to the dormitory to take notes for him last time. Zhuang Mo had never seen a police officer, so he had a deep impression of Liu Rong.

"You still remember me? What's going on with you? You were a good young man who acted bravely for justice some time ago. Why are you handcuffed again now?" Liu Rong asked, looking at the handcuffs on Zhuang Mo's hands.

Zhuang Mo smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know now, I've been framed."

"Framing? We just received a call saying that there was a fight here. I just saw a wounded person being carried out. He seemed to have been stabbed in the abdomen. Was it you who stabbed him?" Liu Rong frowned and looked at Zhuang Mo.

He said with blood on his hands.

"Of course it wasn't me. I didn't use the knife at all, but the man fell in front of me. This matter was too complicated. I don't know how to explain it...but I was really framed." Zhuang Mo said.

Liu Rong nodded, her eyes falling on the shallow scars on Zhuang Mo's arms. She could not imagine that a person who had suffered more than ten stab wounds while trying to save others would become a suspect for wounding others with a knife today.

Tell her consciously that it is definitely not simple!

The police car drove for several minutes and finally drove into the Jingxi Police Station, the largest police station in the Jinggong University area. Upon arriving at the police station, Zhuang Mo was taken to the interrogation room.

This was also the first time that Zhuang Mo entered the interrogation room. The interrogation subjects in the interrogation room were not criminals in the true legal sense, but criminal suspects like Zhuang Mo who had not been convicted.

Zhuang Mo observed the interrogation room. It was small in area, less than ten square meters, and the furnishings inside were also quite simple. There was an iron seat in the middle, which was obviously where Zhuang Mo was going to be. The style of the seat was very simple.

Ordinary, the only difference is that there is a movable horizontal bar on the two legs in front of the seat. Opposite the seat is the desk used for interrogation. There are computers, printers and other equipment on the desk. The police station also keeps pace with the times.

. Just like in the TV series and movies, the eight characters "Leniency for confession, severity for refusal" are written in red on the wall.

Zhuang Mo was sitting on his seat. A policeman squatted down and buckled the horizontal bar under the seat. Only then did Zhuang Mo realize that the function of the horizontal bar was to fix his legs and prevent him from standing up.

After a while, a male policeman and Liu Rong walked into the interrogation room and sat behind the desk.

"I am the captain of the criminal police detachment of the West Beijing Police Station. My name is Zhao Jianfeng." The male policeman introduced himself first and then introduced Liu Rong: "This is Officer Liu. I believe you also know me."

"Captain Zhao, I was framed!" Zhuang Mo said.

Zhao Jianfeng nodded and said: "Officer Liu just told me about your situation. I also know that you are a hero who acts bravely for justice, but please cooperate with our work."

Then Zhao Jianfeng asked: "What's your name?"

"Zhuang Mo." Zhuang Mo replied, while Liu Rong took out her laptop and started to memorize it.

"Gender." Zhuang Mo didn't wait for an answer, Liu Rong wrote it herself.

"age."

"20."

"Profession."

"student."

"Where to go to school."

"Kyohwa University of Technology."

…

After all the questions were asked, Zhao Jianfeng nodded and said to Zhuang Mo: "You said you were framed? What happened? Tell the truth about the situation at that time."

"Captain Zhao, what happened is this. I work part-time as a waiter at the Cipher Bar. After 8 pm, two groups of people on the dance floor had a conflict over something unknown, and then started fighting..."

Therefore, Zhuang Mo recounted everything that had just happened without thinking.
Chapter completed!