Chapter 310: Transformation "Oh good."
Gege nodded, turned around and walked to the bedside table, opened the drawer, took out the analgesics from it, deducted two pills, poured another glass of water, and handed it to Xia Wenjie.
The latter took it, didn't look at it, and swallowed two analgesics directly.
These analgesics are used to relieve the pain of the wounds on his body, they are imported special medicines, the medicine is very strong, usually he either takes one pill, or only half a pill, but now, he really feels the pain in his head like an explosion, and he has taken two pills at once.
After draining the water from the cup, he exhaled, sniffed hard, picked up his phone again, and asked word by word, "Where are you now?"
At half past eleven in the evening, Xinhua Hospital, morgue.
Normally, the morgue has long been closed at this time and will never be opened to the public again, but money can lead to ghosts and gods, and there are few things in this world that cannot be done with money, and the key depends on whether you can spend it in place.
Now, the morgue was full of people, and almost all the backbones of the Heavenly Dao Society were present.
On the table in the middle of the crowd was Amuge's pale corpse.
Xia Wenjie stood in front of the table, looking at Amuge's cold corpse, grief welled up in his heart, and tears rolled down uncontrollably.
"Today you saved my life, in the future, my life is yours, from today on, you are my boss, what you ask me to do, I will definitely do it, what you don't let me do, I will never touch."
The past is vivid, and the scene when Amug patted his chest and made a promise seemed to have happened yesterday, but now, he will never hear his voice again.
Xia Wenjie bit his lip tightly to keep himself from crying, he wanted to hold Amuge's hand, but his hand was clenched tightly, and the reflected light could be seen between his fingers.
He forcefully moved his fingers away, and it turned out that there was still a button between his fingers, which was Shen Chong's coat button.
He held the button and slowly closed his eyes, tears streaming down the table.
"Brother Jie, the person who took the lead in finding fault was Guan Dai, Brother Amu was shot to death by Guan Dai, and Brother Chong was also arrested by Guan Dai" Qi Sheng walked up to Xia Wenjie and said with a handful of snot and tears.
His words were somewhat exaggerated, but Amuge's death and Shen Chong's arrest were indeed directly related to Guan Dai.
If he hadn't pulled out his gun at that time, the police below wouldn't have pulled out their guns either, and Amug would naturally not have died, and as for arresting Shen Chong, it would be a selfish act of revenge.
Xia Wenjie closed his eyes and didn't say a word, his whole heart was filled with sadness and remorse.
He is now regretting that he didn't take Shi Lingyu's advice and get rid of Guan Dai.
He originally thought that Guan Dai was an honest official, with clean sleeves and a good policeman, but after this incident, he understood a truth, judging whether an official is good or bad has nothing to do with whether he is honest or not.
What did Amug do wrong, and what did the Tiandao Society do wrong, he was killed by himself, it was his soft-heartedness and indecision that killed Amuge, and Amug should be directly responsible for his death.
He clenched his fists, his nails embedded in the flesh of his palms.
Qi Sheng wiped the tears from his face, choked up and said: "Brother Jie, Brother Chong said before he was arrested by the police that the blood debt must be paid with blood, Brother Jie, we can't let Brother Amu die unjustly in vain."
"Blood debt must be tasted with blood" Xia Wenjie muttered, he nodded, Shen Chong's words should have been said to himself.
He touched himself and didn't find what he was looking for, then looked around and asked, "Which of you has a gun on you?"
Hearing this, everyone was shocked.
Qin Zhen hurriedly walked out of the crowd, came to Xia Wenjie, and whispered, "Brother Jie, you want to" "Give me the gun" Xia Wenjie stretched out his hand to Qin Zhen.
"Brother Jay" Seeing that he refused to take out the gun, Xia Wenjie took it directly and touched Qin Zhen's body, and then pulled out the pistol from his waist.
He took the gun in his hand, withdrew the shuttle, looked at the bullets inside, then pushed it back in, pinned the pistol and turned to walk out of the morgue.
Seeing this, everyone's faces changed suddenly, and they grinned secretly, Qin Zhen quickly caught up and asked, "Brother Jie, where are you going?"
"Public Security Bureau."
"Brother Jie" Qin Zhen hurriedly grabbed his arm firmly, shook his head again and again, and said: "No" Look at the posture, Brother Jie is going to the Public Security Bureau to kill people, this is okay, even if he can really kill Guan Dai, then he himself is not finished.
Everyone else also gathered around, and Shi Lingyu dissuaded: "Brother Jie, if you want revenge, you are not in a hurry at this time."
Xia Wenjie looked around at the people around him, and said expressionlessly: "Don't worry, I'm not going to kill Guan Dai, I'm just going to bring Ah Chong back." ” After speaking, he saw that everyone was looking at the pistol pinned to his clothes, and he said: "Bringing a gun is only for self-defense, I will not be stupid enough to shoot the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau." ” When he said this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, as long as Brother Jie didn't lose his mind, it was easy to say.
Xia Wenjie didn't take anyone else, only left the hospital with Gege and Yueyue, and went directly to the Municipal Public Security Bureau.
In the city bureau, in order to force Shen Chong to confess, the police are trying to get him to speak.
Shen Chong is also tough, no matter how tortured he is by the police, he just doesn't say a word, and only when he can't help it or can't stand it will he tear up twice.
He didn't respond to what the police forced him to admit.
It has been less than two hours since Shen Chong was arrested, but in these two hours, Shen Chong felt as if he had been drenched in water, covered in sweat, and even his coat was soaked with sweat.
The police have their own set of torture to extract confessions, as long as there is enough time, even if they are an iron man, they have a way to make him speak, and the reason why unjust, false and wrongful cases in China emerge one after another, the police's torture to extract confessions has also made great contributions.
Shen Chong is certainly tough, but the old policemen who interrogated him are not in a hurry at all, they have twenty-four hours to slowly consume with him, even if he is really hard enough to survive these twenty-four hours, the police will not be able to apply for an extension of the interrogation time, in short, the police want to achieve their own goals, there are too many means.
When Xia Wenjie came to the Municipal Public Security Bureau, it was already more than 12 o'clock in the morning of the next day, and in the Municipal Bureau, there was no one in charge, the director Ye Yongming was not there, and the deputy director Guan Dai was not there, and the person in charge of duty was a veteran policeman in his 40s.
When the policeman saw Xia Wenjie coming, his attitude was still very polite, and he invited him into the duty room, serving tea and pouring water, and he was very attentive.
Xia Wenjie understood that the police forced a confession, and delaying it for one more second was a kind of torment for Shen Chong, he didn't have time to talk nonsense with him, and asked bluntly: "I want to see him wherever I don't care about Dai."
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"He's gone home, he's not in the bureau now," the old policeman said solemnly.
Regardless of whether Guan Dai was true or not, Xia Wenjie didn't ask anymore, he changed his words and said, "You just arrested a person named Shen Chong, I want to see him." ” "Shen Chong" The old policeman looked dazed, shook his head and said, "I don't know very well." ” The other party obviously deliberately pretended to be confused with himself and played dumb riddles, the corners of Xia Wenjie's mouth raised, and he suddenly walked to the old policeman, clasped his shoulder with one hand, and said slowly: "You just killed a person and arrested another person, such a big thing, you dare to tell me that you don't know" The old policeman's face turned pale in an instant, not because of Xia Wenjie's words, but because of the strength with which he grabbed his shoulder.
He felt like he had a vice on his shoulder, trying to crush his shoulder blades.
He endured the severe pain, and the smirk on his face became extremely unnatural, turning into a smiling flesh, and he stammered: "Director Xia, they have brought back a suspect, but I really don't know the name of that suspect."
"You take me to him."
Xia Wenjie's hand on the old policeman's shoulder slowly loosened, and raised his head to him.
"This is not in accordance with the rules, the director of the management specially explained to me, this suspect is very important, he must be interrogated in isolation, and he can't see anyone" Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Xia Wenjie planned: "There is no one we can't see in the audit, lead the way immediately, I don't want to say it a second time."
As he spoke, his gaze deliberately fell on the old policeman's shoulder.
The latter was so frightened that his heart was shocked, and he shivered, not daring to continue to prevaricate, and said with a strong smile: "Since Director Xia has to see him, then come with me."
The old policeman reluctantly led the way and led Xia Wenjie to the interrogation room.
The police in the interrogation room had heard the news, stopped the torture of Shen Chong, and made his clothes neat and tidy, as if he had never been tortured here.
It's just that no matter how fake they are, Shen Chong's sweat can't deceive people.
When Xia Wenjie walked into the interrogation room accompanied by Gege and Yueyue, he saw this scene.
Shen Chong seemed to have just been drenched in the rain, and sat weakly in the interrogation chair, and opposite him, there were three middle-aged policemen.
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