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Chapter 305 Wall Stickers with Seasoning

In the inquiry room, Mo Xigan sat proudly, his eyes full of provocation. Zhang Benmin suddenly realized that it seemed that he was still watching Zhang Liao's words. In fact, when he met them in the yard of the traffic police brigade that day, he should have

Precautions.

Regret is completely useless, so I can only face it calmly.

"Did you do the injuries of these people?" The police officer of the big black mole sat down and asked inadvertently.

"Their injuries?" Zhang Benmin did not answer directly, "It can be said that I don't know them."

"The murderers may not know all the people killed, so whether you recognize them or not has any direct relationship with whether you hurt them." The big black mole policeman looked like the teacher was teaching students.

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"No, I didn't hurt them." Zhang Benmin saw that it was not good and directly denied, "Even if there is, it's self-defense."

"So, it's right that you did it." said the fat policeman, "It's useless to beat around the bush. It's just a move."

"Yes, it's his move!" Mo Xigan also interrupted, "We were all injured by him at that time."

"Where is the evidence?" Zhang Benmin said disdainfully, "You are instigated by your master Zhang Liao to bite me, so you have to be careful."

"What the hell do you mean? Do you want to intimidate?" Mo Xigan moved his small steps forward and said viciously, as if he wanted to take action.

"Okay, just confirm the person involved, you can go back first." The police officer of the Big Black Molei said to Moxie Road seriously, "Don't interfere with our case."

"Okay, okay." Mo Xigan nodded to the policeman of the big mole and said to Zhang Benmin: "Wait and see, I want your family to be at ease!" After that, he led the people out.

"Comrade Police, you heard it too. He was intimidating me." Zhang Benmin pointed at Moxigan and said to the policeman of the big mole.

"The parties involved have verbal conflicts and cannot be counted as intimidation." The police officer of the Big Black Mole looked indifferent. "We will grasp the specificity, so you don't need to remind you whether it is intimidation."

"Intimidation?" Moshigan, who walked to the door, laughed after hearing this and said to Zhang Benmin: "You misunderstood, I am definitely not intimidation!"

"Did you hear it? They all explained it clearly and did not intimidate you." After Daheima said that, he waved to Moxigan and others, "Let's go quickly, we still have to handle the case."

Handling the case? What should the case be handled if both parties do not further face the testimony? Zhang Benmin raised a question.

The police officer of the Big Mole said that they had grasped the facts, so they could just unilaterally review the certificate.

"What facts do you have?" Zhang Benmin asked.

"Don't talk too much, let's talk about it later later!"

"Comrade Police, what did I do?" Zhang Benmin suddenly felt that the situation seemed to be very bad, completely beyond the expectations at the beginning.

"Injure." The fat policeman responded.

"At the beginning, I have already said that it was due to helpless self-defense, and that was the case last year! Several of them teased my cousin Wei Dingxiang!"

"It seems you don't know how to live or die." The police officer of the Big Black Mole smiled contemptuously, "No matter what the reason is, is it self-defense, do you have the final say?"

"Why don't you understand the whole story of the matter? The stall owner at the place where the incident happened should be able to testify."

"I don't have the ability to understand." The police officer of the Big Black Mole was obviously dissatisfied with Zhang Benmin's attitude. "Anyway, everything you say is nonsense now. Let's go to the detention room!"

Zhang Benmin was pushed into the detention room. The police officer with a big mole cursed and sat down at the inquiry table. The fat policeman pressed Zhang Benmin on the opposite inquiry chair, then turned around to the inquiry table and picked up the record book.

"Let's start right away." The police officer with a big black mole winked at the fat policeman.

The fat policeman nodded, put down the record book and walked out. After a while, he folded it back. He looked up at the surveillance probe in the corner and said, "It has been turned off."

"Yes." The police officer of the big black mole lit a cigarette, crossed his legs, and said to Zhang Benmin: "Tell me, tell me about the process of your crime."

"I didn't do anything illegal, there's nothing to say."

"What?" The police officer of the big black mole groaned and his face darkened. He threw the cigarette out suddenly, and shouted: "Who asked you to sit down? Fuck you stand up!"

It was clearly pressed onto the chair by the fat police officer, but the police officer of the big black mole asked who was asked to sit. It was obvious that they were just trying to find fault on purpose. Zhang Benmin realized this and did not refute anything. The hero did not suffer any loss in front of him, and according to the regulations

Anyway, you can go out in at most twenty-four hours, so you can bear it a little bit.

Zhang Benmin stood up without saying a word.

The fat policeman got up and walked over, kicked the stool to the corner.

"Ha, now you can sit." The police officer in the big black mole breathed a sigh of relief like a lunatic and smiled, "Sit down and practice it well for you."

"How many bricks do you make?" the fat policeman asked very trickyly.

"First, gradually increase the price. It depends on how tough this kid is. In short, he will cry and call him for his parents!" As he spoke, the police officer in the big black mole started to be cruel again.

Zhang Benmin knew at the sight of this situation that he could not resist at all, and could only be obedient, otherwise he would be unable to take the opportunity to walk. So, without them taking action, he sat on the ground and straightened his legs on his own initiative.

"Fuck, this kid is quite on the road." The policeman from the big black mole trembled and smiled, lit another cigarette, "It's obvious that he's a thief, so he's done it well for me!"

The fat policeman brought a brick and put it under Zhang Benmin's heel, which made a few centimeters away from his straight legs and the ground. Then, without saying a word, he stepped on his knees and stepped to the bottom.

Zhang Benmin could barely deal with a brick, but he didn't know if he really wanted to add one in the future.

Showing one's ability but not being able to show one's weakness is a rule for self-protection under disadvantage. At this moment, Zhang Benmin immediately slapped the cement floor and shouted, saying that he couldn't stand it and his legs were about to break.

"Coward!" The police officer with a big black mole on the side was very disdainful. He said to the fat policeman: "No matter how you want to add another piece, you can step on it wherever you can. As long as your legs cannot be broken, you have to let him taste it well.

Some memory!"

Sure enough, one more piece is needed, but the ligaments are not so flexible that they probably can't bear it. Zhang Benmin only tightens his calf and bulges the triceps of his calf as much as possible to support some heavy pressure. Otherwise, the ligaments will not be strained or

It's not a solution. But this is not a solution. It will definitely be unbearable after a long time, so he lay down immediately and shouted for help.

Seeing this, the policeman of the big black mole swayed his chin. The fat policeman raised his feet. Zhang Benmin immediately shrank into a ball and pretended to be extremely painful.

"Don't you really want to sit, how does it feel?" the police officer in the big black mole asked with a wicked smile.

"I won't sit."

"Then stand up and make it clear."

Zhang Benmin deliberately slowed down his actions, as if he had a hard time getting up, "Comrade Police, I really don't know what you want me to say."

"Mom, you kid can really pretend!" The police officer in the big black mole roared again, "Then let me tell you what I said, the motive and process of the murder that injured someone!"

"I didn't commit a crime."

"Why did the person who did not commit the crime get injured?!" The police officer of the big black mole glared and shouted: "To be honest, it has constituted a minor injury and can be sentenced!"

"I'm sentenced?" Zhang Benmin's brain roared.

"Yes, so you have to be honest and be lenient, and you can go back early, otherwise if you resist to the end, it will only make the consequences worse!" After the police officer of the Big Black Mole said, he calmed down again as if he was nervous, and sneered slowly.

: "Don't think I'm lying to you. The appraisal result will be sent here tomorrow, at least it will be a minor injury."

"Since I haven't even come yet, how did you know that you were at least slightly injured?" Zhang Benmin asked.

Big Black Moe was stunned and threw away the cigarette. He rushed to Zhang Benmin with a "huh" and grabbed his neck, "What's wrong! I just know what's wrong!"

The policeman with a big mole exerted a lot of force, pinching Zhang Benmin's throat almost became solid, and he couldn't breathe at all. Moreover, the major arteries on both sides of his neck were also tightly stuck, and the brain was severely insufficient blood supply and lack of oxygen, which led to the formation.

Dizzy.

"Small!" The police officer of the big black mole knew that he could not let Zhang Benmin faint, so he let go was more timely. "He even asked me how he knew!"

"I didn't question it." Zhang Benmin touched his neck and gasped.

"He's still stubborn!" When the big black mole police heard this, they pushed Zhang Benmin backwards and shouted to the fat policeman: "Come on, put it on the wall!"

The fat policeman immediately walked up and asked Zhang Benmin to hold his back against the wall, then stretched his legs together and forward at a forty-five degrees to the ground. Then, he stretched his feet to Zhang Benmin's heel and hooked them up.

As a result, Zhang Benmin's whole body lost support in an instant, and his upper body fell quickly against the wall.

With a "puff", Zhang Benmin suddenly sat to the ground with great inertia, and his internal organs were instantly hit so that they almost all left their original position, and there was a pain of being unable to hold back.

At this moment, the gate of memory is wide open. Zhang Benmin thought of Wang Tuanmu, a substitute teacher in elementary school. Isn’t his wall stickers exactly like this? It seems that people who are insidious have many similarities in the bad water in their stomachs.

However, the matter is not over yet. In comparison, the bad water of the policeman with a big black mole is more poisonous. Seeing that Zhang Benmin was knocked into pain, he laughed twice, turned around and went out to face him.

The fat policeman said, "Pull him up and do it again."

The fat policeman glared at him, pulled Zhang Benmin up, pushed him and pressed him to the wall again.

Now Zhang Benmin has a chance to spit out the air in his lungs and tighten the chest and abdominal cavity to reduce the degree of displacement of the internal organs under the impact and reduce pain. However, this is futile, or it can be ignored directly.

Because the wall stickers were added this time, there were even more powerful people waiting for him.

That's right, the policeman from the big black mole came in, with a proud and excited look on his face. He raised a box of picture nails in his hand, waved to the fat policeman, and said, "Come on, use this to add some ingredients to see how lucky this kid is.

How about it, will you cry or howl?"

The fat policeman immediately rubbed his nose and smiled, walked over to pick up the picture nail, turned around and looked at Zhang Benmin with malicious intentions, fell a small handful of the picture nailed on his hand, weighed it gently, and then bent down.

, "Wow" it scattered under his butt.

"If you are lucky and all the nails on the picture are pointed down, then you won't be able to prick you." The fat policeman laughed, "If you are not lucky, hehe, then it's hard to say."

If so many pictures are sprinkled, how can there be no top figure that doesn’t look up?
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