Outside the interrogation room, some of the police in uniforms sat on the table; some were tilted on the chairs and smoking cigarettes; some were holding their phones and fiddling with new phones; they chatted from time to time.
The sentence makes a ha ha ha ha laugh.
When they heard the cry for help and the subsequent chaotic sounds in the interrogation room, they were indifferent. They just raised their eyes and glanced at the black and small mirror-sized peeping hole in the interrogation room and lowered their heads and did their own things.
They have long been accustomed to it.
The police captain often does this kind of behavior of using his power and taking the opportunity to bully the investigator. No one will be able to disturb the captain's good things. What's more, this time he was entrusted by others, and they all have good treatment.
It is naturally even more impossible to prevent things from happening.
They thought the captain's taste was too heavy, and the girl in the room was trained to death. They would only compliment the captain's heroic and extraordinary spirit outside, and drive the despicable r
Country joke.
"Bang--" A dull collision sound came from the interrogation room, causing dust in the corner of the outdoor wall to fall down.
"What's wrong? Is there something wrong? Do you want to take a look?" A policeman jumped off the table and looked at the interrogation room and hesitated whether to go in and take a look.
"What can happen? The girl is slapped on the chair and can't threaten the captain. Let's be happy. Hoho--" Another person laughed a few times and continued to play with his cell phone.
"Well, too." The policeman cleared his doubts and moved his butt to the table with peace of mind.
?????? "It's not good, no, the mayor and the others are coming to check the work!" A fat policeman rushed in in the corridor and shouted breathlessly.
"Nani? Why did the mayor come to visit suddenly? Get it clean quickly." Hearing the fat man's report, the police became panicked, tidying up their clothes, tidying up their tables, and tidying up their ashtrays.
Leave a good impression on the mayor.
The sound of leather shoes slashing in the corridor, and in a blink of an eye, a large group of people came in surrounded by a bald eagle-like man. Behind them were a large number of reporters holding long spears and short cannons.
"The Mayor is the inspection office for entry and exit, and the police officers are very dedicated to serving the country." The Director of the Police Department of the Entry and Exit Affairs Bureau bent over to the mayor, praising his soldiers as if he was seeking credit.
Hearing the director praising them, the little policemen, who were originally upright, were straighter and their chests were bulging. They were all very excited, and they were all honored.
Waiting for the mayor's personal inspection.
"Well, who is the captain here? Why didn't you see it?" The mayor glanced proudly around and found that there were some little Ronaldo with low police ranks in the room, and he looked down on it.
When he came here on tour, the captain and head of the department did not come out to greet him. He was so arrogant and rude. Thinking of this, his face suddenly became a little unpleasant.
After all, the police captain is still doing those things in the interrogation room!
The little policemen looked at each other in horror. They were just shopping to clean up their glorious image and forgot the captain's head. Involuntarily, they all lowered their heads and avoided the mayor's gaze.
"The captain of this department went out to work and before he could come back, mayor, Hai Han, Hai Han." The director knew what the bastard was doing again when he saw the expression of the person under his command. He cursed in his heart. But he had to be in the city.
The truth is hidden in front of the adults.
If outsiders know about this kind of thing, they will be a shameful person.
"Since it's public out, there's no need to force it." When the mayor heard the explanation, his face changed but calmed down. He nodded solemnly, turned around and planned to leave.
"Help, help--" A faint cry for help came out from the interrogation room.
"Nani, who was calling for help there, what's going on?" A person accompanying him had a sharp ear. He could hear the sound inside the room and shouted casually.
Someone called for help in the interrogation room of the Bureau of Affairs. What a news!
Upon hearing this news, the reporters who were holding long spears and short cannons were immediately excited and their eyes widened.
For a good report, these media staff often surround others' thresholds and peep at their privacy is common. They are called paparazzi.
Today I suddenly heard someone in the bureau of affairs calling for help, but it was still in the interrogation room.
Once you look at this word, there will be many things to write and report.
If there is really something inside, haha, that's explosive news!
Hula, the reporters seemed to smell the fishy cat and suddenly became stuck at the door of the interrogation room and refused to leave.
"Open the door quickly, someone inside calls for help."
"What happened? Was it torture?"
"Mayor, now that the level of civilization is so high, there are still people torture confessions. What do you think about this?"
Before the door to the interrogation room was opened, the reporters began to use their superhuman imagination and kept asking questions around the mayor and the police chief.
Some reporters even kept taking photos of the interrogation room.
"What's going on there? Open the door and take a look!" The mayor's face immediately turned pale and looked ugly.
Originally, he just went to the Bureau of Incoming and Exit Affairs to check his work, but he knew that there were still people hiding here in these uneasy guys, and the cries of help were called to meddling in other people's reporters.
He can't even leave, and now he can't care about it anymore.
"Yes, yes, yes, you guys quickly open the door of the interrogation room and see what's going on." The police chief took out a tissue and kept wiping his sweat, while loudly directing the little policemen to open the door, hoping that the people inside could
Hearing it, get ready quickly and don't lose all his face.
"Director, this--" The little policemen looked at the director, with hesitation in their eyes.
"Yeah, I dare not open the door. Is there really a shady scene there?" The reporters were even more excited, their eyes shining brightly, and they kept asking around the police chief and the mayor excitedly.
"Bastard, open the door quickly!" The police chief issued a stern order under the mayor's severe gaze. At this time, the bastard inside would die, just don't implicate him.
With the sound of shaking the key, the black door of the interrogation room finally opened.
"Go in and take a look--" The police opened the door. Before the mayor and the police chief could enter, the dedicated reporters rushed in.
"Oh, this girl was being tortured and seemed to faint. It's so miserable!"
"Look, look, whip and electric baton, it's really torture!"
"Hey, why is this man lying on the wall? It's so dark and burnt?"
For a moment, the interrogation room became lively and the flashes kept shining.