"Nothing, sir. May I have your name, please?" Jin Zongliang's mood calms down a lot. When he is interrogated, the first thing to know is his name.

"Ha ha, why do you doubt me? This is my police card. " The fat police officer took out a small book from his coat pocket, spread it out and put it in front of Jin Zongliang.

The police officer in the photo is probably still young. His face is far less fat than it is now. It's not exaggeration to say that he is somewhat beautiful, and his facial features are three-dimensional and delicate.

It's like It's like a friend I know.

"Zhao Kuangyin." Jin Zongliang said in silence, "officer Zhao, you are the name of the emperor."

"Ha ha, what's the use of that? I can't compare with Mr. Jin's family. I'm just an ordinary clerk in the police station, even smaller than an ant."

"Officer Zhao, tell me the truth. What happened to Yan Xi?"

Officer Zhao, who had been staring at the book, suddenly raised his eyes: "Mr. Jin, I think this relationship with you is extraordinary."

With that, officer Zhao looked at the little officer who had been writing hard. He probably meant to signal him to stop and not to record.

"In my experience, 80% of men's mistakes are due to women, don't you think?" Officer Zhao showed a honey smile, this sentence, obviously there is something in it.

"Officer Zhao, what you said is very meaningful. It seems that you have experienced the same situation as me at this time, right?"

"How can my little staff in the police station compare with Mr. Jin? I'm just curious about your choice between women and fame."

In fact, police officer Zhao knew everything in his heart, but Jin Zongliang felt very strange about what his purpose was.

"I have nothing to explain. I just want to say that this matter has nothing to do with Yan Xi. I did it all by myself."

"This is very interesting. Would you please elaborate on the process?" Officer Zhao smilingly lit another cigarette. The whole room was filled with blue gray smoke.

I don't know if it's because of my mood or not having a good rest. Jin Zongliang found the smell of the smoke extremely irritating and coughed.

Jin Zong cool pause: "I want to ask, I now, there is no freedom."

"Of course, to be honest, we don't have any evidence to arrest you, so you are still free."

"Well, I want to make a phone call. I don't know if I can."

"Do as you please." Officer Zhao stretched out his hand in the direction of the gate.

Jin Zongliang nodded and went out.

In fact, Jin Zongliang didn't think of a complete solution in his mind. He only vaguely remembered that his former friend Zhao Zhengting's father seemed to be from the police station.

He just wanted to take a chance to see if he could get in touch with him and ask him for a favor.

However, what Jin Zongliang didn't expect was that just after he came out of the "small dark room", Kris was sitting on the chair in the corridor at the door.

When Jin Zongliang saw Kris, he was surprised.

"You Why are you here? " After asking this, Jin Zongliang suddenly remembered that he had just seen Kris's car at the door, which was unnecessary.

Kris's face was pale. Seeing Jin Zongliang, his eyebrows suddenly frowned.

"Boss I... "

"What's going on? You've been here all night, haven't you?"

"Yes." Kris nodded. "Something happened to Yan Xi."

"I know. She's here, too."

"Yes. She's done everything Kris said.

"Why?"

"She came from the first place by herself. I'm not very clear about other things. I only know that she went to your home last night and came out crying."

"This silly woman!" Jin Zongliang hit the wall with one blow.

There is no difference between this and his conjecture. His father must have done it.

In order to send Yan Xi to prison, he really went to great pains. Yan Xi, a silly girl, was too heartless. He was so stupid that he went to the public security bureau to turn herself in.

Not even a phone call Wait a minute, she seems to have called herself! Jin Zongliang suddenly remembered.

He took out his cell phone and missed it at 1 a.m.

Yan Xi He must have called himself at the last moment before entering the Public Security Bureau, but he was unconscious and didn't hear it.

A sense of guilt and remorse flooded Jin Zongliang's heart.

"What did you tell the police?"

"The police called me in the middle of the night and asked me to cooperate with the investigation. I came directly."

"And then? Have you said it all? " Asked Jin Zongliang."There's no need for me to say anything more. Yan Xi has already said everything that should be said. The police have been able to tell the whole story word for word. "

"What's the situation with her? You know what? "

"As far as I know, it should have entered the stage of approving arrest and awaiting trial."

Jin Zongliang's heart clapped and a huge stone fell from the sky.

He sat slowly in the chair next to Kris, looking a little dazed.

"Boss? Don't worry. I'm thinking about it, too. " Kris patted Jin Zongliang on the shoulder.

"If I turn myself in to the police now, do you think the police will believe it?" Jin Zongliang said in a low voice. In the silent corridor, he seemed very empty, as if he had lost his soul.

"Boss Do you want to think about it, after all... "

Jin Zongliang stood up, didn't seem to hear what Kris said, and went straight to the small dark room.

Kris looks at Jin Zongliang's back. It seems that he can't stop him. For some reason, his back looks very thin today. This night, he seems to be haggard. He is not the ruthless boss in his memory at all.

In the past, Kris doubted Jin Zongliang's feelings for Yan Xi, but today, Jin Zongliang can no longer hide it. The worried expression on his face is enough to explain everything.

Between Yan Xi and all his fame and wealth, he chose Yan Xi without hesitation.

"Well, Mr. Jin, you seem to have thought about it for a long time. Can you talk to us?" Officer Zhao said with a smile.

"It's all my design from the beginning to the end. It has nothing to do with the woman named Yan Xi." Jin Zongliang said firmly.

"Oh? It's interesting to see that. "

Officer Zhao winked at the young officer again. He immediately understood. He immediately opened the notebook in front of him, picked up the pen beside him and prepared to record.