The box Liu Qinghuai was mistakenly taken by Hu Ti was currently in the evidence warehouse of the Central Patrol Room, lying quietly on the shelf with the seal of the patrol room attached.
Liang Hewei put Mu Tian and Hu Ti into the detention room, asked his men to hand over William and Harry to Zhang Jiayong to record their statements, and then went to find Jiang Xinyi to recover.
Zhang Jiayong had just sat down and took out a pen and paper. Before he could ask William and Harry, he saw a bearded patrolman Asan barging in.
"Who dares to beat my son?!" The voice was loud and he spoke fluent Chinese.
The person who came here was also named Harry Zhen, and he was the father of Harry Zhen in front of him.
Old Harry really came to China more than 20 years ago. When he was in his country, he was a long-term employee of a wealthy family. Although he has old eyes and a complexion like Northeastern miso now, when he was young, he was also an assanli and could be said to be reasonable.
handsome guy.
It was precisely because of his good looks that he seduced the rich man's daughter and eloped. On a rainy night, he boarded a mail ship bound for Hong Kong, and then ended up in Shanghai.
The rich man was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood, but he felt sorry for his daughter, so he spent a lot of money to buy old Harry a policeman in the French Concession. In this way, he bought the deputy communications team leader of the Political Section.
, is a first-class patrol officer.
Little Harry was really born and raised in China.
Logically speaking, his Chinese should be very good, but everyone at home speaks Sanskrit and English, and coupled with the sense of superiority of foreigners, he is relentless in learning.
Countries with ancient civilizations value family ties. When Old Harry heard that Inspector Ah San said that his son had been beaten to a disability, he immediately became anxious. What's more, the beater was a Chinese boy who was still in his infancy.
Seeing his son, old Harry hugged and comforted him again and again, and finally asked about his injury.
Little Harry didn't think it was a big deal, so he stretched out his thumb and froze it in front of Old Harry, "Maybe it's dislocated."
Old Harry really shouted, "This can leave a disabled person behind!" He held his son's hand and blew, "If you want to punish the murderer severely, you must punish him severely."
In the police station in the French Concession, Officer Hua's status was lower than that of Ah San, and his police rank was also one level higher. Zhang Jiayong did not dare to neglect, so he said he would report it to his superiors immediately after finishing the record, requesting that he be dealt with quickly and severely.
Old Harry Zhen admired Zhang Jiayong's attitude very much. He threw him a bag of Hardman and sat next to him like a supervisor. After watching his son take notes, he followed Zhang Jiayong, little Harry Zhen and William to report to Jiang Xinyi.
Already.
Jiang Xinyi is the deputy section chief and first-class inspector of the Political Section. Pierre, who was in charge of security, went back to France for vacation, so he took over the daily work of the Security Section.
After Jiang Xinyi listened to half of Liang Hewei's report, he picked up the phone. As soon as he put it down, Zhang Jiayong and the others came in.
Zhang Jiayong did not want Jiang Xinyi to see him, but Jiang Xinyi saw that old Harry was actually here, so he still said hello politely.
Unexpectedly, old Harry loved his son so much that he ignored Jiang Xinyi's greetings and kept shouting that the perpetrator of the beating would be severely punished.
Jiang Xinyi was really polite to old Harry, not because he was a foreigner, but because he was an old man in the patrol room, a low-key person, and his business was still wrong, so he asked what was going on.
"Tell him to speak." Old Harry pointed at Zhang Jiayong.
Zhang Jiayong said that little Harry had his finger broken because of the tip. Just as Mu Tian expected, there was no mention of the plot of "attacking the police".
Jiang Xinyi asked little Harry to come forward and check the broken finger.
"The joint is dislocated, just find a doctor to straighten the joint."
"Seeing the doctor is a must. The perpetrator must pay for the medical expenses and be severely punished!"
This is not even considered a minor injury. You might break your finger while lifting a brick. How can Yan Neng be so strict?
Jiang Xinyi was unhappy.
But if you give face at the beginning, you must give it to the end.
"Where are the people?"
"He's being held in a detention room."
"Bring it up."
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Mu Tian looked at Lin Xiangyun, whose face was still pale and anxious, and moved for a moment, "You are probably unjust."
"Eighty percent? 100% unjustly accused?" The muscles on Lin Xiangyun's face were still tense, and his face was so red that it was about to burst into blood.
He looks to be in his early twenties, and his skin should be fair when he is not excited.
"Ask him." Lin Xiangyun pointed to Cui Weiping next to him.
Cui Weiping was similar in age to Lin Xiangyun, but a little darker and stronger. He nodded with a dejected look on his face.
The reason why he said this was because Hu Ti couldn't bear the loneliness and asked people why they came in.
"Kill someone." Lin Xiangyun's voice was not loud, but the words were still shocking. Hu Ti looked at Mu Tian in disbelief.
Mu Tian originally didn't want to pay attention to the things around him, and was only thinking about how to deal with the patrol. When he heard that someone had killed someone and entered the patrol room, his curiosity was aroused, so he asked Lin Xiangyun to talk about it.
Lin Xiangyun is from Northeast China. He fled to Shanghai with his parents after September 18th. On August 13th, his parents were both killed by Japanese planes. He became an orphan.
He went to school and worked as a clerk in a North-South grocery store owned by a Zhejiang native. He learned accounting from an accountant who was about to retire and return home.
Cui Weiping and he were fellow villagers who fled together and worked as apprentices in a pickle garden.
It turned out that the two of them rented a pavilion together for one yuan. Although it was not big, it was still enough to fit in.
A month ago, a regular customer and supplier said that he wanted to return to his hometown in Henan to serve his parents. He didn't know how long it would take. He didn't want to sell the house in Shanghai, but he wanted to find someone to help look after the house for free. He could have rented it out.
, but I am afraid that the tenant will not take good care of the house. Lin Xiangyun knows the truth and he can rest assured.
Lin Xiangyun was a little moved, so he started teasing Cui Weiping.
Cui Weiping didn't want to move because he felt that this kind of pie-in-the-sky thing was not very reliable.
Lin Xiangyun persuaded him to go and have a look first.
"Look at him returning home to serve his parents, it will definitely not take him a year and a half, at least three to five years. How much money will we save? To put it bluntly, this war is in chaos, and Henan is thousands of miles away.
I hope something unexpected happens on the road, this house..."
"What you said is really unkind." Cui Weiping teased Lin Xiangyun, but still followed him to see the house.
It didn't matter at first glance, the two of them liked each other very much.
This is a three-story small Western-style building. The customer's house is on the second floor, with a complete kitchen and bathroom, and a total of four rooms.
Cui Weiping was also happy now.
A week later, the landlord gathered his belongings in a room, locked it, and returned to his hometown in Henan. Lin Xiangyun and Cui Peiping moved in immediately.
After living there for only a week, the police came and pried open the locked room of the homeowner and found a male body under the bed.
There was a rope around the neck of the body, and it was obvious that it had been strangled and stuffed under the bed. The two of them became murderers and were put in a detention room.
It's been almost a month, and there's still no trial or questioning.
The two of them suffered in terror every day. Every time a new person came in, Lin Xiangyun would go on and on about his own affairs as long as he had something to say, almost going crazy. He just wanted to hear others say that he was wronged, and he always wanted to hear others say that he was wronged.
It means that he is 100% innocent.
Mu Tian was about to question Lin Xiangyun in detail, and the police came to pick him up.
Mu Tian whispered to Lin Xiangyun that he would help him, and then followed the patrol and left.
Lin Xiangyun seemed a little excited. This was not because he heard that Mu Tian wanted to help him, but because "it depends on how good the person is, come in and go to court." He didn't know what the outcome of the interview would be, but Tang made him even more unsure.
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He stared at Mu Tian's back as if muttering to himself.
Mu Tian walked silently behind the patrolman, his mind filled with all the possibilities of the "body hidden under the bed" case, completely forgetting what he had committed.
It is definitely an unjust case. Who would kill someone and hide the body under the bed in the house where he lives? He can't even think about it with his heels to come to the conclusion.
Alas, who allowed himself to be a policeman in his previous life?