Chapter 891
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Night, police station, detention room.
A sergeant in his thirties pushed open the door and brought in a young man in handcuffs in his twenties.
The sergeant's surname was Lee and he had recently been transferred to this branch. He was quite a smart and capable person and was regarded by the leader as a "very promising" type. The aura he exuded was indeed different from that of ordinary police officers.
"Sit down." Sergeant Lee pointed to a stool in the middle of the room with a solemn expression and tone and motioned for the "target" next to him to sit down.
The young man heard this and walked over silently and sat down on the chair unhurriedly.
After he sat down, Sergeant Lee stood still and stared at him for a few seconds. Then, he walked forward, put a stack of documents on the table and sat across from him.
Two seconds later, Sergeant Lee took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, patted the pack and handed one to the young man.
"You're new here, right?" The young man did not reach out to take the cigarette but asked a question instead.
"Hmph …" Sergeant Lee sneered and put away the cigarette. "Who the f * ck are you? Since when do you have the right to ask me questions? "
Due to the need of work, swearing was one of the basic skills of a basic police officer. Language habits varied from place to place, but most of the time, it was used as a modal particle.
Of course, in a more formal and recorded transcript, this situation would not occur.
Right now, there were only cameras in the room and no recording equipment. That was why Sergeant Lee used the three-syllable sentence to deter the young man who was staring at him with dead fish eyes.
"It's okay if you don't answer …" The young man was not frightened by the other party's imposing manner at all. He still had a lazy look on his face. "Actually, the answer is obvious …" He paused for half a second and continued, "As far as I know, the Public Security Department usually transfers some basic officers and police officers every few years … Generally, it's not very far away. It's nothing more than transferring from Sub-Bureau A to Sub-Bureau B, or from Sub-Bureau A to Sub-Bureau B … It's mainly to avoid the phenomenon of 'ganging up' in certain places." His gaze quickly moved to the left side of the young man's chest. "I basically remember the police numbers of the police officers in this area. Every time I see a patrolling police officer on the street, I pay attention to it. And your number … It's very unfamiliar. It should have been transferred from somewhere else recently. "
"What do you mean? What do you want? "Sheriff Li's expression changed slightly, and his voice gradually became louder.
"Nothing. I don't want to do anything …" the young man replied. "My brain is more relaxed during morning exercises, so it's inevitable that I look around. When I look around … I see a lot of information, so I inadvertently remember some of it … "He shrugged." If you don't believe me, I can tell you the menu of the Shaxian snack shop two streets away … "
"Humph …" Sheriff Li sneered. "You brat … Don't try to play tricks with me … You think you're smart, don't you? Huh? "
Pa!
At this point, he suddenly slammed the table. "You're that smart? How did you get caught? "
"Officer …" In the face of the other party's furious glare, the young man remained calm. "I'll repeat it again … I'm the informant. I'm the one who called 110. If you don't believe me, you can check the call record. The number and voice match." He paused for a moment. "Even if my current identity is a criminal suspect … I wasn't 'caught'. I turned myself in."
"You …" Sheriff Li seemed like he was going to explode again, but he stopped because he found that the young man didn't seem to be affected by force. "Haha … Good … You know quite a bit." He put away his fierceness and changed into a more experienced attitude. "I think you're a habitual offender … right?"
"So far, I don't have a criminal record," the young man replied.
"Well, then I'll add another one to your record today." Sheriff Li raised the document in front of him and slammed it down. He took out a pen from his chest pocket and asked in a formulaic tone, "Name."
"Feng Bujue."
"Gender."
"It's up to you."
Sheriff Li looked up and glared at his Brother Jue. After writing a few words angrily, he asked again, "Age."
"My citizen ID card was in the wallet that you confiscated just now." Feng Bujue answered without answering the question.
Sheriff Li let out a long breath and picked up the walkie-talkie. "Little Dong, is there a wallet in the target's belongings?"
Five minutes later …
Sheriff Li looked at Brother Jue's citizen ID card and copied down a set of basic information.
Then, he began to ask about the case.
"Tell me, what's your relationship with the victim?"
"Are you sure he's not the victim? I think he might have died on the way to the hospital … "
"Answer my question!" Sheriff Li immediately shouted and slammed the table a few times.
Feng Bujue might have felt that it was harsh and shrank his neck slightly. "Okay, okay, okay … Stop hitting … I don't know him."
"You don't know him, or he doesn't know you?"
"We don't know each other."
Sheriff Li wrote a few more words on the paper and said, "Tell me about the situation at the time of the crime."
"Oh …" Brother Jue pretended to arrange his thoughts, but in reality, he had already come up with the answer to each question. "At the time, I was taking a stroll on the street and happened to pass by DF Road XN junction …"
"You were walking around that area at 11: 30 at night?" Sheriff Li only heard a few words and felt that something was wrong.
"Yes." Feng Bujue tilted his head and answered confidently. "If you don't believe me, you can check the road surveillance and see if I was walking."
"Based on what you said …" Sheriff Li also tilted his head. "I think those thieves and perverts who came out at night looking for a chance to commit crimes but couldn't find a suitable target … were also 'walking' on the street, right?"
Feng Bujue spread his hands. "Our law is about the presumption of innocence, you know."
"Humph …" Sheriff Li sneered. "I'm not in court, and I'm not debating with you."
"I'm not debating with you …" Feng Bujue said. "I'm just stating a fact. Even if I'm a pervert or a thief, as long as you don't have evidence to prove that I've committed a crime, or that I haven't committed a crime, I'm just taking a walk …"
"Then how did you end up in the closed flower and bird market?" Sheriff Li suppressed his anger and asked fiercely. "How did you end up with a half-dead victim?"
"That's a long story …" Feng Bujue leaned back in his chair and stretched his back. "It started from when I saw the ghost in red …"
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