Chapter 203

Boss Zhou didn't realize how deep his misunderstanding with the police uncle had accumulated, and he didn't have any awareness of anti reconnaissance skills. In his last life, he walked out of the orphanage like a model worker and worked hard in his life. He hadn't been in the detention center in his whole life. In this life, he has been in the detention center twice. The last time was when he just borrowed a corpse to revive his soul, or when Dr. Lin came to take him away.

I remember talking with a guy next to me at that time about the woman's good looks, how

When the police took Dr. Lin to Zhou Ze and said that your daughter-in-law came to take you away,

Zhou Ze was directly confused.

Sitting down on the table, it was a little cold below, but Zhou Ze was not afraid of the cold. At this time, Zhou Ze noticed that only Lao Dao and himself were locked up, and Lao Xu was not detained here.

This is really a disaster without provocation. The cause and process are full of comic effects that make people laugh and cry.

At this moment, the door of the detention center was opened, and two policemen came in with a dining car. Each of the detainees had a box of lunch and a bottle of mineral water.

The quality of the boxed lunch is not bad. Two meat and two vegetables. The policeman uncle also asked whether the meal was enough. If not, there is a separate white rice to add.

The Taoist priest asked for two boxed meals and had a lot of fun sitting there.

Zhou Ze opened the lunch box, picked up chopsticks and fiddled with the meat pieces. He really had no appetite.

The thing made by Bi'An flower has not been made, and the plum juice has not been brought. In this case, it is really a little difficult for Zhou Ze to eat.

The policeman on one side noticed this scene, his face was a little unhappy and said, "so choose?"

Zhou Ze glanced back at him and said nothing. He put down his chopsticks, opened the mineral water and drank a few mouthfuls.

An afternoon passed without surprise. The Taoist priest wanted to talk to the boss for fear that the boss would be bored, but seeing that the boss was not interested in chatting, he simply leaned against the railing and began to snore.

According to the old man's life experience, entering the detention center is like going back to your own home. You can't be more familiar with it. You can eat and drink well in it and sleep soundly.

The elder brother here speaks very well. He loves it here.

Boss Zhou was sitting against the wall, dazed, not depressed, not hesitating. He simply changed the position of the sofa in the bookstore, which was like a salted fish experience.

But no matter how salty the fish is, at night, boss Zhou can't sit still. He has been very regular in his work and rest these days. He should sleep at this point, but he can't sleep without Bai Yingying next to him and the freezer here.

The two policemen in the distance have changed their shifts. One of the new policemen is constantly patrolling, and the other is sitting there as if reading something.

The Taoist priest was still sleeping there, and seemed to sleep better than his own home.

Zhou Ze suddenly thought of the count of Monte Cristo. I remember that in the story, the count of Monte Cristo seemed to get out of prison by digging a tunnel. Although he had no tools around him, it seemed that he could dig his nails?

But rather than digging a tunnel, you might as well pry the lock open with your fingernails directly?

Then the two policemen seemed to be able to

Is your armor bullet proof?

When boss Zhou was thinking empty,

Suddenly, there was a friction sound of "Hua la... Hua la...".

The sound is like the sound of iron chains dragging on the ground, a little crisp and a little dull.

Zhou Ze is a little surprised. Are you still shackled these days?

Probably not.

Looking at the position of the door, I found that no one was escorted in, but the sound of "clattering" had been heard all the time and was getting closer and closer.

The two policemen and other inmates, including Lao Dao, did not respond at all.

Zhou Ze opened his mouth and yawned. He understood that only he could hear the sound.

There is no need to say more about what the voice that only you can hear represents.

But Zhou Ze is a little strange that there can be that kind of thing in a place like the police station?

It is clearly written in the politics book of the middle school that the police is a national violent organ endowed with armed nature by the national law and a national machine, which should not be committed by gods and ghosts.

This is also the reason why Zhou Ze is unwilling to have a conflict and is willing to be interrogated to find out the situation. First, he is unwilling to destroy his previous Bookstore life. Second, it is unwise to have a direct conflict with the police, even if he is a ghost.

Therefore, Zhou Ze felt a little surprised that there would be dirt here.

"Hua la... Hua la..."

The voice came from far to near, but it didn't really appear. Zhou Ze felt like a beginner who bought a ticket to a strip dance, waiting anxiously for the actors performing on the stage to quickly take off the two most important clothes.

But it just makes your heart itch, makes you just rub outside, doesn't put you in, and deliberately scratches your heart.

Boss Zhou was really a little impulsive at the moment. He directly broke the lock and opened the door to have a look in the aisle to see who was doing things here.

A policeman came over and looked at Zhou Ze, who was holding the railing with both hands and looking at the exit, sighed and said:

"Be lenient when you confess, be strict when you resist, and you can go out after you have explained all the things that should be explained. Can you at least have peace of mind?"

Zhou Ze ignored him at all and continued to look at the exit.

"Hey, I'm talking to you. You're not old, are you? You're about the same age as my son."

"........" Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze turned around this time and looked at the police uncle.

"Brother, you are really not suitable for political education."

"Hey, it's okay. Let's talk casually."

The policeman actually sat directly on the ground, sitting with Zhou Ze across the railing, like a posture of long talk.

But boss Zhou's attention was basically attracted by the sound of chains in the aisle. At this time, he was not in the mood to entertain this one.

And the uncle was very dishonest. Zhou Ze noticed him at the first sight when he changed shifts. He was carrying a strong sense of righteousness, especially the national emblem on his police cap, which seemed to be really shining in Zhou Ze's eyes.

This kind of policeman will be reduced to being a guard?

Zhou Ze didn't naively think that any guard selected from the police station was a hidden floor sweeper.

"Hey, I've heard about you. I know that you're married and you have your own family, so we didn't inform your wife about it this time;

You may also be deceived. In fact, many of you who make drugs are tools under the D organization. There is really no need to give them thunder. As long as you can tell the clues you know, you have a chance to redeem yourself. "

Zhou Ze waved his hand impatiently,

"You really made a mistake. I didn't make poison, let alone touch this thing. It's just a small misunderstanding. I just want to buy a simple device and make orange crystals to drink by myself."

"Don't resist so much, and don't rush to deny it. Calm down and think about it." The uncle is still giving advice.

Maybe, in his opinion, Zhou Ze is not old and his resume is very simple, which should be a good breakthrough.

But he can't know that boss Zhou has died once. Let alone that he didn't do that kind of shit, even if he did, how can boss Zhou's nature be so easily broken by you in a few words?

"Think about it, we have noticed you this time. The evidence will be found sooner or later. If someone doesn't know, there is a God in the first three feet, right?

Besides, you also know the harm of D product to people. When you do so much immorality, you are not afraid to go to hell? "

"........" Zhou Ze.

"Let's just talk casually. Anyway, it's not an interrogation, and there won't be a recording. I can speak more conveniently." The policeman coughed.

"To tell you the truth." Zhou Ze said helplessly.

"You say, I listen." The policeman quietly made a sign to the colleague watching the surveillance over there to pay attention. At the same time, he was also listening.

"This is really just a misunderstanding. You checked my resume. You should know that my wife's family is very rich. In addition, you also arrested the employee surnamed Xu in my bookstore. You can check it. There are more than 20 Suites under his name.

In these days, where can real estate make money quickly and reliably, no matter what you do or do?

It's the guy who wears Taoist robes over there. He has funded hundreds of students in mountainous areas alone, and the income of opening a live broadcast is hundreds of thousands less.

We are so full that we can go to drug making and selling when we have so much money? "

Zhou Ze felt that his words had been heartfelt.

The meaning is also very clear,

My brothers are not short of money,

Even boss Zhou, who has the least money, can get money if he gives up his face and flatters his father-in-law. Or, more simply, he can fool some funerary objects from Bai YingYing and sell them as curios.

"HMM...."

The police apparently investigated the situation of these people,

At this point,

After listening to Zhou Ze's words, he also nodded, indicating that it was really reasonable.

"You see, right? We all have money, and we are not short of money. How can we be so idle that we run to do things that violate the law and discipline, and don't think our life is not comfortable enough?

Logic doesn't make sense. "

The policeman's face showed a rather pondering look and said:

"This is not the strictest logic, especially for you."

"What?"

"For example... The bookstore you opened in Nandu has been losing money, right?

Therefore, we can completely redefine your motivation based on this.

For example,

A person who will open a bookstore in a commercial center with an inch of land and an inch of money that will definitely lose money,

It seems to make sense for him to go to drug dealer D,

Because maybe your starting point and original purpose are not to make money at all,

Maybe it's just for excitement, for fun

Are you right? "

"........" Zhou Ze.