Chapter 622

"I can't help you with that." Song Fengya shook her head and took back her hand.

The suspect fell into bed with a blank and frightened face.

To surrender is to admit that he did it. I don't know if he will be sentenced lightly; Death without confession is death.

Song Fengya grabs the photo in her hand and walks to the door.

His steps were light and slow, with deep helplessness, as if sighing for the fate of the man behind him.

Two policemen at the door see song Fengya go out and come up to open the door. Song Fengya steps up and one foot is just about to cross the threshold. The man behind him suddenly yells "wait a minute.".

Song Fengya took back her feet, turned around and looked back: "what can I do for you? I will try my best to help you where I can help you."

"I..." the suspect was pale and stood by the bed and stretched out his hand to song Fengya.

"I really have to go. If he finds out I've come in, I'll be in trouble."

"You... Help me..."

"Well? what? Is there anything I can bring to your family? "

"I..." the suspect swayed, took a step forward, raised his arm trembling, "I... Surrender... You help me... Help me, I don't want to die, I don't want to die... I surrender, surrender..."

Song Fengya frowned and looked embarrassed: "do you really think about it?"

"I'm good... Think about it... Help me, call the director..."

"Well, I don't know if the director will see you now. Let me try."

"You said you would help me... Make sure the director comes! I don't want the death penalty... "

"I'll ask. You wait here for a while."

After song Fengya went out, the police locked the door again.

The suspect sat by the bed with his arms down and his whole body shaking.

He didn't know what fate was waiting for him, but from Song Fengya's words, he understood what kind of person Gu canzhao was. With Gu can Zhao dare to shoot at him, men know Gu can Zhao is a cruel role. Even if he doesn't admit it and finds a lot of evidence to convict him of death, Gu canzhao can easily do it.

He shouldn't have come back to get the money in the first place.

The man's face was distorted and he was in panic and regret.

More than ten minutes later, two armed police officers and soldiers came here and took the suspect out of the cell.

The suspect was handcuffed and taken to the interrogation room. Two armed police officers and soldiers with guns and dignified faces were on his last two sides.

More than five minutes later, the suspects felt that they were urinating on the stool, and the door of the interrogation room was pushed open.

The director came in and sat opposite the suspect. A recorder followed the director into the door and sat in the seat next to the director.

The police chief looked at the ugly suspect on the opposite side: "I heard that you have a case to say. If you want to say anything, say it."

The suspect opened his mouth and made a difficult voice: "I want to go to the toilet."

The director frowned: "what's the matter? Who brought him here? Go to the toilet. When did it become a place to go to the toilet? "

"I... I won't do it!" The suspect clamped his leg and choked his stomach. His face was very ugly.

The director's brow did not soften, and said impatiently, "what do you want to say? I have a lot more to do! "