Chen Zhao was locked in the police station's detention room.
The handcuffs were temporarily removed.
Actually, David also knew that handcuffs were meaningless to Chen Zhao.
In fact, the police station was meaningless to Chen Zhao.
If Chen Zhao wanted to leave, no one could stop him.
Chen Zhao didn't think that he would have a day like this.
However, Chen Zhao actually had a cellmate.
It was a bald fatty wearing a loose T-shirt. There were all sorts of strange tattoos on his head, extending all the way to his shoulders. His expression was ferocious.
Chen Zhao lay on the bed, but the fatty was already staring at him.
"Kid, take off your pants," the bald fatty shouted.
Chen Zhao turned his head and glanced at the fatty, after which he sat up.
"What did you say?"
"I told you to take off your pants."
Chen Zhao stood up, but he subconsciously glanced at the surveillance camera.
He was already very angry, very angry!
"I told you to take off your pants! Don't you understand? "the fatty roared again. At the same time, he stood up and reached out to grab Chen Zhao.
Chen Zhao swung his fist and smashed into the wall behind the fat bald man. His body smashed into the fat bald man's body.
The fat bald man was knocked back onto the bed. He saw Chen Zhao's fist retract from the wall.
The dust on the wall landed on the fatty's face.
Baldy raised his head and looked at the hole in the wall. His expression suddenly became unnatural.
Chen Zhao put his hands on the edge of the bed frame. He squeezed hard, deforming the metal frame.
"What did you say? Say it again. "
"I … I … I was joking …" The fatty wanted to cry.
He was about to piss his pants. He'd thought that Chen Zhao was an Asian with yellow skin.
He'd heard that Asians were all cowards in America.
Who would've thought that Chen Zhao wasn't cowardly at all? He even looked ferocious?
More importantly, this guy was so strong that he didn't seem human.
Duang Duang —
Chen Zhao turned around and saw David standing outside the door. He knocked on the metal fence.
"Chen, someone's here to visit you."
Chen Zhao rubbed his forehead and walked to the fence.
When David opened the door, Chen Zhao said, "If he wants to change rooms, don't agree."
David looked at the bald fatty who was so scared that he peed his pants, and then nodded.
Chen Zhao was brought to the interrogation room and saw West sitting there.
Generally speaking, when a suspect was locked up in a temporary detention center, he was not allowed to see anyone other than his lawyer.
But West must have his own ways.
Seeing Chen Zhao in handcuffs, West covered his mouth to stifle his laughter.
He had never seen Chen Zhao in such a sorry state.
"If you're here to mock me, I'll make you regret it when I get out," Chen Zhao threatened.
"Alright, Guild Leader. Let's get down to business." West immediately gave in.
The mocking words that he had prepared were immediately tossed aside, not daring to come out of his mouth again.
"Guild Leader, tell me the specifics."
"I was framed." Chen Zhao told the whole story.
"There are people who can change their appearance and even their clothes?"
"Yes." Chen Zhao nodded. "Is there a way to capture him?"
"Alyss knows divination, but it'll be difficult if the person's magic level is higher than Alyss'."
"Then let Alyss do the divination first," Chen Zhao said.
Seeing that Chen Zhao was filled with anger, West didn't dare to provoke Chen Zhao.
Otherwise, Chen Zhao would really lose control.
Chen Zhao didn't want things to get out of hand.
After all, Fali was pregnant.
He didn't want her to be worried.
"Tomorrow, call Fali and tell her that I'm going on a secret mission."
"Okay."
Chen Zhao stood up and walked out of the interrogation room. David was waiting for him at the door.
He wasn't eavesdropping at the door. Instead, he was helping Chen Zhao watch and make sure that other police officers wouldn't come.
"Are you done?"
"Yes." Chen Zhao nodded.
David brought Chen Zhao back to the detention room.
"Can your friend help you find the person?"
"I hope so."
To be honest, Chen Zhao's thoughts were all over the place.
If he really couldn't find the person, what should he do?
Run away? Then his one year of hard work would go down the drain.
Or accept the punishment of the law?
Or go to jail for eight to ten years?
Either way, Chen Zhao couldn't accept it.
Indeed, he had to find the culprit.
Chen Zhao returned to his detention room with a dark expression.
Seeing the trembling bald fatty, a cruel smile appeared on Chen Zhao's face.
"I'm warning you, don't do anything stupid! I know a gang. "The bald fatty stared at Chen Zhao in fear." You're right.
"Are you gay?"
"No … no …"
"Then what do you want me to do by taking off my pants?"
"I … I … I just want to tease you."
Chen Zhao couldn't understand this kind of bad taste.
"You like people taking off their pants? Fine, then take off your pants. "
"What … what are you doing?" The fatty covered his butt and stared at Chen Zhao in terror.
"Are you going to take it off yourself or do I have to help you?" Chen Zhao looked at the fatty.
To be honest, he wasn't really interested in the fatty's naked body.
However, the fatty had provoked him first. If Chen Zhao didn't fight back, the fatty would really look down on him.
"I'm not doing anything. I just like to see naked bodies." When Chen Zhao said this, even he felt like vomiting.
"I'll sue you … I'll sue you for bodily harm."
The fatty didn't think that one day, he'd have to use the law to protect himself.
Chen Zhao looked around and then dismantled the fatty's bed frame. He held an iron rod in his hand.
"When I take off your clothes and pants, there'll be one more of this in your dick. Do you believe me?"
"No, no …" The fatty felt as wronged as a wife who'd just met a hooligan.
He didn't know that Chen Zhao was so fierce.
In the end, under Chen Zhao's coercion, the fatty took off his clothes and pants.
"Just leave your underwear. So f * cking disgusting."
Chen Zhao couldn't bear to watch anymore. He lay back on his bed and turned his back.
However, he tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.
Chen Zhao turned around and glanced at the fatty.
At the moment, the fatty was curled up on his bed. Because of Chen Zhao's violent actions, his bed had already collapsed.
"Hey, what's your name?"
The fatty looked up at Chen Zhao. He didn't really want to speak.
But after some thought, considering Chen Zhao's combat power, he still spoke.
"Morocco Bick."
"What crime did you commit?"
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