The lights in the interrogation room are very dim. Even during the day, there is no light here. All the light is emitted by the lamp on the table. The room is filled with smoke. Two Russian policemen are sitting in front of the table.
Facing Fu Ming who was handcuffed.
"Sir, my name is Kamalov Shevchenko. I hope you can cooperate with our investigation and please answer my questions seriously. Maybe I can help you." Kamalov pinched off the gun in his hand.
He looked at his watch and saw that it was already past six in the morning. The young oriental man in front of him had not said a word since he was taken back to the Moscow police station in Russia. Kamalov had already smoked five times.
A cigarette.
"I need a glass of water." Fu Ming raised his handcuffed hands, rubbed his dry eyes, and his voice became very hoarse.
Kamalov patted another police officer on the shoulder. The police officer jumped out of his wits, went out to get a glass of hot water, and handed it to Fu Ming.
Fu Ming took the cup, drank a sip of water, and felt much better. He had not slept all night, his face was very haggard, his hair was a mess, and there was a large pool of blood on the chest of his shirt.
"My name is Fu Ming. I am the president of China Fu's Trading and Transportation Company. I am an arms dealer. The deceased is my father, Fu Zhongtian, the former president of Fu's Trading and Transportation Company. These things should be enough for you to check for a while. I don't want to
Speak. Please return my father to me after the investigation is completed. I want to take him home." Fu Ming finished drinking the water, handed the cup back to the policeman, then closed his eyes and remained silent.
.The pure Russian language surprised the policeman next to him.
Kamalov's patience had reached its limit. He slammed his fist on the table, "There was a shooting in the hospital. Do you think you are really the victim? This is Russia, not China. The Russian police are not like those in China."
weak!"
Fu Ming still closed his eyes and put his hands on his legs, showing no reaction.
"Damn it!" Kamalov picked up the baton on the table, "So what about the arms dealer!" He raised the baton and stabbed Fu Ming hard in the lower abdomen.
Fu Ming felt severe pain in his abdomen, and immediately opened his eyes. Only watery vomit spurted out of his mouth, and he let out a violent cough. He had not eaten for a long time.
Seeing that Fu Ming still had no reaction, Kamalov wrote down what Fu Ming just said and asked the police to send the records first. The identity of the arms dealer, whether true or false, always needs to be investigated by Russian intelligence agencies.
Somewhat.
Not long after the police officer left, he ran in again.
"The director has signed it, and someone wants to bail him out." The police officer put his mouth next to Makarov's ear and whispered.
"What?" Makarov looked surprised, looking at the young man in front of him who was still coughing. "I'll go find him myself!" Kamalov jogged and came to the director's office. He didn't even open the door.
Without knocking, he opened the door and walked in, placing his hands on the office table.
"Mr. Director, what's going on?!" Makarov pushed the document in front of the Director.
The director put down the phone receiver in his hand. "Calm down, look at the bailman's signature."
Makarov picked up the document and stared at the signature below. "Coco Heike Indias." It read.
"This is...he is from the Heike Indias Group?"
The director lit a cigarette and nodded, "The president of Heike Indias Group, Coco Heike Indias, personally came to ask for bail, five million euros."
"Then we can't let him go! He is an arms dealer. I think you already knew that just now. How can you just let him go without going through the investigation of the intelligence department?"
The director glanced at him sideways, "Who do you think I was talking to on the phone just now? Both the Federal Security Service (FSB) and the General Staff Intelligence Service (GRU) said they would not intervene in this matter. The bail is sufficient, and we don't have any evidence.
Locking him up for more than ten hours will have no effect at all. The autopsy of the deceased's body has been completed, which can prove that the deceased is Fu Zhongtian, Fu Ming's father. We have no sufficient reason to keep Fu Ming and his father in custody.
It’s here.”
"How is this possible! How could the FSB and GRU ignore him at the same time even though they knew he was an arms dealer?" Makarov said with disbelief on his face. He didn't think that the young Easterner could have such a complicated relationship.
"This Fu Ming is indeed very complicated. This is the first time I have heard of Fu's Trading and Transportation Company. But when I mentioned this name, people from FSB and GRU hesitated. It seems that this Chinese company
The company should have business ties with them..." The director put out the cigarette butt.
"The military and intelligence agencies all have business contacts with this company... You mean... Fu's Trading and Transportation Company..." Makarov finally sat down with a frustrated look on his face. He knew that this big fish
, which he cannot eat.
"Yes, this company is very likely to be a medium for our country's heavy industry to export arms. Even the FSB and the military's GRU have a tacit attitude! This Fu Ming, and his Fu's Trading and Transportation Company, are selling
Our arms are selling our weapons to other countries and forces. This company controls the lifeline of the arms economy to a certain extent."
Makarov smiled bitterly and looked at the name on the document again. "Is there no other way?"
"This great master is not someone who can be imprisoned by our small Moscow police station. Release him."
After receiving the news from Fudong, Coco immediately took a flight from Germany and arrived in Moscow, the capital of Russia. At this moment, she was sitting anxiously in the lobby of the police station, looking at the exit of the interrogation room. Behind her were four people.
Female bodyguards stood around her.
"Miss, don't worry, they will definitely let me go."
Coco nodded, her eyes not leaving that direction at all.
"Eh? Coco?" Li Jingxue opened the door and walked into the police station. After Fu Ming arrived in Moscow, she also took a plane to Moscow. As soon as she got on the plane, she met Fu Dong, Xu Cheng and Jack Davis
.
"Sister Jingxue, why are you here too?" Coco heard someone calling her from behind and immediately turned her head. When she saw it was Li Jingxue, she quickly ran to Li Jingxue and gave her a big hug.
"This kid doesn't make anyone worry. I'm afraid something will happen to him, and the General Staff doesn't want anything to happen." Li Jingxue hugged Coco and patted her back. "It's okay, he will be fine."
"Miss Heike Indias, please excuse me." Fudong walked in with a serious face, followed by Xu Cheng and Jack Davis. Several people, including Coco, were all wearing black suits and dresses.
Very formal.
"It's so lively." Zeng Ziguang walked in next, and his sister Zeng Xiaoting was holding his hand and following behind him, looking timidly at this strange place. This was Zeng Xiaoting's first time abroad. Zhang
Lu held Zeng Xiaoting's other hand and comforted her.
"Private planes are just comfortable." Lin Jianping also opened the door and was the last one to walk in.
Several people looked at each other. In fact, these people had met each other before, some were familiar and some were strangers.
"Zeng Ziguang, why are you here too?" Li Jingxue let go of Coco and pulled Zeng Ziguang aside.
"I heard that something happened at Fu Ming's family, and it was too late to book a flight. It happened that my sister's classmate had a private plane to Moscow, so we came together. This girl Xiaoting refused to listen and insisted on following him.
Those two classmates didn't feel at ease, so they both came." Zeng Ziguang rubbed his head, "I don't know how this kid is doing now."
"Keke released him on bail." Li Jingxue sighed. With so many people here, Keke and Zeng Xiaoting were still here at the same time. I really don't know what Fu Ming would think when he saw it. Now Fu Ming probably can't withstand anything.
It was a little bit of a blow.
Just as he was talking, Fu Ming slowly walked out of the interrogation room. He was still moving his wrists, and Makarov handcuffed the handcuffs just now into his flesh.
"K!" Coco discovered Fu Ming and immediately rushed up, put her arms around his neck and kissed him on the lips, "I'm sorry about Uncle Fu... Don't let anything happen to you again now."
Fu Ming was stunned. He didn't expect Coco to be here at all. He touched Coco's long hair and said, "Am I okay... Am I useless... I'm bothering you again this time."
"Stop thinking about it, everything will pass." Coco looked into Fu Ming's eyes and said affectionately. "Everything will be fine."
Fu Ming sighed and nodded.
Zeng Xiaoting grabbed Zhang Lu's hand and used more and more strength. She looked at Fu Ming and Ke Ke in front of her, her throat moved, but she was speechless. "I can't do anything... Ke Ke let
He came out of the police station and I couldn't do anything..."
"Xiaoting, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Lu frowned and looked at Fu Ming. She felt that her hand was starting to hurt, and then she noticed the expression on Zeng Xiaoting's face next to her. At this moment, Zeng Xiaoting was about to cry.
Hearing Zhang Lu speak, Fu Ming came to his senses. He glanced around the lobby of the police station and found that it was full of people.
"You..." Fu Ming opened his mouth. His hoarse voice and haggard face made everyone present feel distressed. They had never seen Fu Ming behave like this. "Why are you here..."
"Something happened to my friend, why don't you come and see her?" Li Jingxue stepped forward and pulled away Coco, who had red eyes, and whispered in Fu Ming's ear, "Xiaoting is still there. If you don't want to die, don't do this."
Nasty."
"Fu Ming..." Zeng Xiaoting let go of Zeng Ziguang and Zhang Lu's hands, and slowly walked to Fu Ming. "I don't care about those... I don't care about those... As long as you are fine." Zeng Xiaoting's eyes were filled with tears.
It was full of tears, and they couldn't stop flowing down in the blink of an eye.
Fu Ming froze on the spot and looked at Coco.
Coco nodded at him, and Fu Ming opened his arms and hugged Zeng Xiaoting. "I'm sorry for making you worry."