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Chapter 437 I Can't Consume Anymore

It was only after Su Chunfeng entered the detention center that he understood that the task force leader Zheng Tianming said that given the reason why he was a student of Peking University, etc., that he took care of him more, at least half of the words that were true and sincere. Because like Su Chunfeng

Once the suspect in a major murder case is locked up by the police, he will basically be thrown into the criminal detention team of the detention center after being arrested, rather than arranging a room for him in the public security bureau, which is relatively "comfortable"

He was imprisoned and allowed him to stay for eight days.

Of course, another important reason for this is that in the past few days when Su Chunfeng was arrested, considering the influence of all aspects, especially under the pressure of the University of Peking University, the task force did not formally arrest Su Chunfeng, but only

Continuously applying to superiors to extend the temporary detention time of Su Chunfeng.

It was seven o'clock in the evening when Su Chunfeng was escorted to the detention center.

He could see the armed police standing guard with guns at the door of the detention center through the car window. After entering the gate, the police immediately pulled them out of the car. According to the prosecutor's request, he stood outside the cordon and shouted for a report, and then accepted identity verification.

, and then he had to take off his clothes, physical examination, fingerprints and other procedures, and he could not immediately put on the clothes that he had not changed since he was caught, because there were metal objects on the clothes

Even the zippers of the leather jacket were cut off, and the zippers of the pants were naturally cut off. Leather shoes were not allowed to be worn, so they were thrown into the trash can.

Then, he put on his clothes with a calm expression.

Su Chunfeng, who had never been so embarrassed in his past and present, had his crotch open and socks, and was escorted by two policemen through several iron gates and stood outside another iron gate.

When the iron door opens, it is a wind vent field of about ten square meters. When the iron door is entered, it is the cell.

Su Chunfeng's mentality has not changed at all, but it is a little novel.

There are eternal lights in the cell room, but the light is dim. On both sides are short bunks, which are about one foot high, commonly known as kang, and the innermost are toilets and sinks. Two rows of people sit neatly cross-legged on the edge of the bunk.

About fifteen or sixteen, all wearing uniform yellow jackets, each with extremely strange eyes and expressions looking at him, all of them were straightforward, most of them had a fierce look, and there was a little bit of it.

Greedy and perverted excitement.

The iron door slammed and closed.

Su Chunfeng walked two steps inside.

"Take off your clothes!"

A loud scolding came from behind, but the sound was not loud, but it was very fierce.

As the saying goes, I have never eaten pork, I have always seen pigs running. Su Chunfeng, who has been a man for two lifetimes, has heard of some small rules in prison cells, so he knows that this is probably his "new ghost who has just entered the detention center cell.

"The rhythm of being beaten began, so he stopped with a curious look and turned his head to look.

Sure enough, three young men jumped out of the bunk bed, pushed him like a fierce and vicious person and pushed him to the innermost sink in the cell.

Only then did Su Chunfeng turn around and see clearly the appearance of the three people. It’s nothing special, it’s just fierce.

"Take off your clothes!" said one person angrily.

The other person could no longer help but waved his hand and a squeezing towards Su Chunfeng: "You are deaf in your ears?"

Su Chunfeng's arms were naturally drooping, but before the other party's hand was slapped on his face, he raised his leg and kicked the other party out.

Bang!

The kicked young man actually had his feet off the ground, and he arched his waist and flew backwards. He fell heavily for more than two meters before he fell down with a thud. He covered his stomach with great pain and curled up into a ball.

I tried to exhale my mouth, but because of the severe pain, I couldn't make any sound.

"you……"

"Oh, I'm still..."

Bang bang!

Dong!

The other two young men didn't finish their unclean short swear words. Before they could stretch their arms, they just pulled them up and threw them onto the bunk, while the other was stopped by Su Chunfeng and twisted their wrists.

Holding it down, the pain in the deep pain, kneeled in front of Su Chunfeng, tilting his neck and sucking the cold air, but not making loud noises, just moaning slightly: "Don't, hey, don't..."

Su Chunfeng kicked him to the ground without even looking at the young man who had dislocated his arm and could not lift it up. He was so painful that he hugged his arms and shivered. He glanced at the other stunned people in the cell and said lightly:

"You, who is the leader here? Tell me what the rules are."

The cell suddenly became quiet.

It is so quiet that it makes people feel bleak.

To Su Chunfeng's surprise, the two young men in their thirties, who were obviously big and thick among the two rows of people, were extremely strong and fierce, and seemed to get up at any time, and were eager to try.

Another middle-aged man in his forties, with a gloomy expression and a very cunning look, did not move.

There was a man who looked thin and white, not tall, with short hair and mustache, who seemed to have no idea that Su Chunfeng had suddenly taken action and knocked down all three young men in an understatement. He was originally a band.

Put down your legs on the paved floor, and your eyes moved away from the papers in your hands. You looked at Su Chunfeng with a cold expression. Your voice was hoarse and harsh as if the metal and stone were rubbing, and said, "Go to take a cool bath first to remove the dirt from it.

, and eat the heart lotus to grow your heart. The heart lotus is to let your brothers beat your chest a few more times."

"Give it aside." Su Chunfeng narrowed his eyes and said in a calm tone.

He could feel the man who spoke, a strong and terrifying aura appeared on his body - this person was definitely a hero who was no less than Zhao Shangang, and he was cruel and ruthless.

The man still didn't get up and said, "Brother, you're good at it."

"good."

"But rules are rules and cannot be broken."

Su Chunfeng sneered. If he compromised and abide by this rule, he would never stay here for long, but he would have to wait to get up tonight and tomorrow morning.

I don't want to have too many or even serious conflicts with a group of criminals in the detention center. There is no need. If there is any trouble, wouldn't it be a reason to give the police who was worried and detained him for a long time? And the group in the detention center

The scum of society is not worth taking risks by itself. Its status and self-life values ​​are different. No matter how you calculate it, it is a loss. So after frowning and thinking, Su Chunfeng said: "Is there any other way? For example, I will give it some money.

Dear friends, or ask my friends outside to send in a few more cigarettes..."

"No." The man vetoed neatly.

Su Chunfeng sighed: "Your surname?"

"Yang, Yang Shubin!" The evil man seemed not anxious and said coldly: "Brother, relying on his martial arts, he cannot be implemented here. Today I am optimistic about your temper and skills, as long as you obediently

After these two procedures, no one will make things difficult for you, otherwise there will be more trouble for you. I might as well tell you the truth..." Yang Shubin waved a few pieces of paper in his hand and continued: "

Your crime process records are here, very detailed, and you must learn, the above meaning, so you should be clear that no one will help you here.”

Su Chunfeng raised his head slightly, feeling helpless and a little angry.

He knew what Yang Shubin meant, and also understood what the detailed criminal process records on those sheets of paper that he needed to learn. It was nothing more than the clear facts and conclusive evidence that the police "investigated" during the process of solving the case, and then let Su Chunfeng learn and

Remember these and confess the crime according to the above content, otherwise...

Su Chunfeng looked at Yang Shubin and asked, "Is there any other choice?"

Yang Shubin narrowed his eyes, burst into a cold light, and raised his hand and waved it gently.

The seven or eight men sitting cross-legged on both sides all stood up with ferocious expressions, and they were ready to beat Su Chunfeng in groups - deterrence!

Whoosh!

The sound of the gust of wind was particularly clear in the dark cell.

Without allowing those people to react, Su Chunfeng had disappeared from their eyes, like an agile cheetah, rushed through the aisle between the pavements and rushed straight to Yang Shubin.

Yang Shubin reacted very quickly and rose up, waving his arms to hit Su Chunfeng who was rushing towards him.

Crackling!

The two of them made several moves in a flash.

It is obvious that Yang Shubin is definitely a person who has practiced martial arts or fighting skills and has rich practical experience. Moreover, he has experienced no formal competition, but a real fight with bloody swords and bloody smell.

Therefore, he reacted very quickly in such a sudden change, and was simple and fierce in the action. The move was filled with the courage of desperate force, and it seemed that from the moment he took the action, he would die with his opponent.

However, no matter how strong he is, the person he meets tonight is Su Chunfeng.

As everyone had just realized that the two people who were so closest to rush up to help Yang Shubin beat Su Chunfeng, Yang Shubin was kicked by Su Chunfeng and bent over and leaned sideways against the iron door separated from the vent field.

With a loud bang, Su Chunfeng grabbed one hand and lifted it upside down and twisted it to the back of his head. Su Chunfeng pressed his neck and left cheek tightly with his knees. The right cheek and half of his body were tightly pressed.

Squeeze on the iron door, bow down and bend down, and the toes are forced to tiptoe, as if they are tied up and hung up. The expression is twisted in extreme pain, but because of the squeeze and deformation of the cheeks, grinning but can't say anything

Let's talk.

Su Chunfeng was silent, turned his head and looked at the others coldly.

The two big men who rushed up immediately retreated two steps away. The others either stood on the bunk or on the ground, all staring at this scene with dumbfounded eyes. Some turned their eyes to Yang Shubin, who was being controlled, hoping that he could give it.

Some people looked at each other with a few signals: "Let's go together?"

Su Chunfeng withdrew his gaze and ignored the reactions of others. He let go of the knees that pressed Yang Shubin's cheek and neck, and said, "I won't believe anything you say."

Yang Shubin, who was not afraid at all, was about to say something tough.

What does this guy mean?

As soon as the thought of this question flashed, Yang Shubin knew the answer - Su Chunfeng didn't plan to talk to him about anything like "When you don't fall into the river, everyone gets along well, but instead pressed Yang Shubin's back of his head, who had almost lost his ability to resist, with one hand,

, dragged hard and crashed into the lower edge of the kang.

Bang!

Bang bang bang bang...

Everyone was stunned.

Most of them are not kind people outside, but no matter how fierce or ruthless they have seen many fearsome and cruel people, but they have never seen such young and extraordinary skills as Su Chunfeng, but he just returned it to him.

Mom is so cruel that he is unreasonable. No, this guy actually wanted to reason at first, but when he found that the reason could not be explained, he refused to say it decisively, and he didn't plan to force his fists to achieve a reasonable power.

If he is reasonable, he is fucking unreasonable at all, just trying to hit someone...

It will kill people!

Yang Shubin, a figure, was also a character, but he didn't make any pain and humming sounds, and he wouldn't beg for mercy.

Or, being knocked out and killed?

...


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