Chapter 63

On the highway from Xucheng to tangzhou, the provincial capital of Jiangdong Province, Xiao Jun sits in the police car, staring around in horror.

"Comrade police, where are you going to take me? Didn't you go to the police station? Why are you out of town? "

"What a noise! Shut up and sit down. We are going to the police station, but not Xucheng police station, but to the criminal investigation section of the Public Security Department of Jiangdong province! "

"Provincial public security department?"

After hearing this news, Xiao Jun's legs are soft. He doesn't know what kind of organization is set up among the police departments, but he knows that the provincial department is definitely much higher than the Municipal Bureau.

If you make trouble by yourself, you should go to a higher level to solve it. It means that the city police are not qualified to deal with anything.

Dead, dead, dead this time.

God knows how Xiao Jun struggled through the two-hour journey. When the police car stopped in front of the grand provincial police building, Xiao Jun was almost carried out of the car.

He was too scared to stand up straight.

There are serious looking police uncles everywhere. Everyone looks at him like a criminal who is going to be shot. In this state, Xiao Jun has better psychological quality without being scared crazy on the spot.

A room that looks like an office appears in front of him. Xiao Jun is taken in. The handcuffs are opened, and the heating pipe around the wall is locked again.

Then, the two police uncles, who had run so far to bring Xiao Jun, left him alone in the small dark room and closed the door.

There was nothing in the room but a wooden bed. The door is closed and the window is sealed. Xiao Jun can't hear any sound. He doesn't know how long the time has passed.

The panic in my heart gradually subsided. As soon as I relaxed, I felt tired.

After drinking so much wine last night, Xiao Jun got up early in the morning. He suffered from life and death robbery and custody. He couldn't stand it. Two eyes black, head against the wall of the room to sleep in the past.

Just as Xiao Jun was sleeping, in another room not far away, more than a dozen policemen were looking at the surveillance screen on a computer, with different expressions on their faces.

"Team Xue, that guy seems to be asleep."

The criminal investigators sitting in front of the computer blinked. They couldn't help looking back and saying this to a young policewoman behind them.

This beautiful policewoman is tall and upright in police uniform, which seems to cover up many advantages of her figure. But the two buttons in the middle of the coat could not cover the hidden things in any case. She held her hands in front of her chest, but it looked like her folded arms were holding her chest up. Anyone who looked at it would have a turbulent feeling.

The policewoman frowned, looked at the two men who had just come in, and asked in a soft voice, "what's the matter? Did this guy say anything on the way here? Have you done anything out of line? "

"Tell team Xue that Xiao Jungang took the initiative to explain some information when he got on the bus. But those words didn't make much sense. As for whether he had done anything, he read a poem when he left xuchengcheng business

"Poetry? To whom? "

"It's for reporters. Team Xue, as you know, there was a major hijacking and robbery case in xuchengcheng commercial bank this morning.

It is said that Xiao Jun subdued three gangsters in the case and helped bomb disposal experts to dismantle a powerful bomb. This boy can be regarded as a hero model of doing good deeds.

So at that time, when we arrested him, many reporters stopped us. In a hurry, we can only let him talk to reporters. As a result, the boy read a poem

"What poetry, tell me."

"Team Xue, I can't remember poetry. You know there's a saying in it, "a phoenix is better than a chicken when it loses its hair." why don't you check it online and see if there's one? "

To be honest, at that time, in front of xuchengcheng commercial bank, in such a chaotic situation, the two policemen didn't hear what Xiao Jun said. It's good to remember that it's a poem and a sentence in it.

Xue Dui, Bo Tao's turbulent policewoman sister, didn't embarrass the two men. She turned around and told the man sitting in front of the computer to check Xiao Jun's poem.

If you just search for that sentence, what's the content of all kinds of chicken raising experience and knowledge on the Internet, you can add Xiao Jun's name to the search, and then a live recorded video comes out.

In this office, all the police's eyes are focused on the computer, watching Xiao Jun lean out of the window in the back seat of the police car and say something impassioned.

"When a dragon travels in shallow water, it's not as good as a chicken. Although he has made hundreds of billions of military contributions, the king is suspicious. Now, sitting in a wooden chair in the hall, the tiger is down and the dog is bullying him. But for more justice in the world, don't let the loyal soul sigh in vain! "

Then, the guy withdrew into the police car and disappeared.Like the reporters who heard the poem for the first time before, the police comrades on the scene also looked at each other.

"What's the situation? There is no original source of this poem. It can only be proved that it was the boy who created it. How can anyone be caught by the police and write poems on the spot! Reporting to team Xue, I think Xiao Jun is not very easy to deal with. Maybe he is an old hand in dealing with interrogation. It is suggested that the interrogation should be started after full observation. "

"Report to team Xue, Xiao Zhang's analysis is correct. We escorted Xiao Jun here. Although he was very cooperative, he was in a state of panic like ordinary people. But what he said and asked seemed to mean that he was going to get information from us. This man is not easy to deal with. "

Two police officers gave out their own analysis, but team Xue was holding the A4 paper with Xiao Jun's poem, which had just been printed out, frowning.

After a long time, Xue team slowly put down the paper and turned his eyes to Xiao Jun, who was sleeping soundly in the surveillance screen.

"Lao Zhao, Xiao Zhang, you two underestimated our opponents. This guy, from the moment you caught him, has given us a problem.

There are many things I can't understand in his poem, but on the whole, he just wants to express the meaning that he has been wronged.

With so many reporters shouting grievances, do you think the case we are in charge of can still be relaxed? Prepare to wait for the door of the criminal investigation department to be crowded with reporters! "

"Ah? No way, team Xue, if you say these words casually, it will have such a great effect? "

"If he said a few words casually at ordinary times, it would have no effect. However, you are guarding so many reporters. After this boy has just become a hero, he was caught. In such a situation, whatever he says will be magnified infinitely by those reporters.

Don't start the trial for the time being, Xiao Zhang. Go to the intelligence department to collect the information about Xiao Jun. the previous one will not be needed, but all the information about the hijacking and robbery this morning must be found out for me! "

"Yes, team Xue!"

Xiao Zhang heard the order out of the office, and the room was quiet. Everyone was preparing for the next work.

All of a sudden, the old policeman who brought Xiao Jun from Xucheng suddenly slapped the table, which scared everyone.

"Lao Zhao, what are you doing?"

"Team Xue, I can see that Xiao Jun is scolding us!"

"Ah?"

"Look, team Xue. The sentence "now we are sitting in the hall with wooden chairs" means that the chairs in our interrogation room are made of wood. He said he was going to be tried. Then came the sentence "the tiger was bullied by the dog.". The boy thinks of himself as a tiger and says we are dogs! "

After Lao Zhao's explanation, all the police comrades in the room looked at Xiao Jun again, and they were full of anger.

This poem is a provocation to them.

If we catch this boy together, he will be killed. If he is interrogated by us, he will be bullied by dogs.

When were they humiliated by a suspect like this, and they were humiliated, but they didn't react immediately!

Xiao Jun didn't know that the poem he read out of his mouth had offended the people he was most afraid of.

Xue's eyebrows wrinkled and his chest heaved with anger, which made people look and feel that the two buttons on his coat might break at any time.

"Lao Zhao, drag him out of the small dark room and throw him into the detention room. The 24-hour detention can't let our friend just fall asleep, let him taste the real taste of being bullied. "

"Yes, team Xue."

Lao Zhao took the order and went away, full of anger, toward the small dark room where Xiao Jun was imprisoned.

In the small dark room, Xiao Jun is sleeping soundly. In the dim light, he feels that he has been severely kicked, and then he is carried out of the room at a loss.

To tell you the truth, he is really sleepy to no good, at the moment the state is that kind of between drowsiness and soberness. He can listen to others, but he has no idea what he has done.

I just feel that a series of changes have taken place in the whole world, and there are a lot of people around. Then an iron fence is opened, and I don't know who pushed him in.

Then the whole world quieted down again, and Xiao Jun lay on the ground and continued to sleep.

……

Just when Xiao Jun was dragged into the cell of the detention room, on the top of an office building opposite the provincial public security department building, a guy put down his telescope and took out his mobile phone to get through a number.

"Hello, chief editor. Yes, it's me. I'm following Xiao Jun now. OK, I understand. Xiao Jun is a rookie. Our company must have first-hand information. Difficult? Ah, no difficulty, no difficulty. Editor in chief, don't worry. I've been a policeman since I was a child in Jiangdong province. We'll get the latest inside information... "Hang up the phone, the man picked up his things and walked downstairs quickly. All kinds of cameras, video recorders and video cameras hung on him, as if for fear that others would not know that he was a paparazzi reporter.