A thief is a thief, and a policeman is a policeman. Even if a thief has the ability to communicate with heaven, he will be frightened in front of the policeman and immediately be three points shorter.
Chen Mo is a bold thief, but he still has lingering fear when he thinks of what happened today. Now he is a typical strong man from the outside but weak in the middle. Will the ferocious God of wealth send someone to engage in himself?
Did the other party collude with the police here?
Did Xia Kuang and Zhao Kuo leave Guangzhou safely?
Will the young policeman who saved his life die?
These are all his worries, especially the latter. Once the police die, it will be a serious case. He believes that the police will dig out his ancestors for three generations.
At that time, even if there is no God of wealth, he will never leave Guangzhou. Maybe he will be shot. The more he thought about Chen Mo, the more worried he was. In his nervousness, he didn't eat rice and didn't drink water. He spent the most worried night of his life.
The next day, the police interrogated Chen Mo, which made him feel at ease, because it showed that his case was not big. If his affairs were handled as a major case, he would not be interrogated so quickly. It would take a long time to investigate and collect evidence.
Into the interrogation room, there were two interrogators, but only one interrogator sat. The interrogator he knew was the old policeman who searched himself yesterday.
Chen Mo is pathetic. He sits down in panic and tries to pretend to be in the Bureau for the first time.
"Doesn't it taste good in the cell?" The old policeman asked kindly.
"It's hard." He answered truthfully.
"Did you fight yesterday?"
"Well, it's still those people."
"Oh, we have some negligence."
Chen Mo glances up at the old policeman. It's the first time he has met such a peaceful policeman.
"Your bones are so hard that you dare to fight in your cell."
"I was forced. They beat me first. "
The old policeman smiled and said, "explain your problem."
This is a big problem, which is also a common interrogation trick used by the police. If the psychological quality is not good, they will basically tell all the immoral things they have done in their life.
Chen Mo is also a veteran. He is familiar with the police.
"I owe money." Owing money is a civil dispute. Even if there is a dispute, the police only focus on regulation. If it is an illegal personal loan, it will be better to do more than less.
The old policeman was burning with eyes and said, "nonsense, they'll kill you if you owe money?"
"I have no money to pay back."
"How much do you owe? To whom? "
"Two million. I don't know who I owe. I owe it in the casino."
"Where is the casino?" The old policeman asked.
"I don't know. I was brought in blindfolded."
The old policeman sighed and said, "you'd better be honest. We have mastered everything. You should understand the truth of being lenient when you confess and strict when you resist."
Chen Mo understands that if he really confesses, he will have to go to jail all his life.
"I'm telling the truth."
"The truth is that the other party wants to kill you. If the other party just collects debts, it will kill you?"
Chen silent.
The old policeman asked, "what are you doing in Guangzhou?"
"Want to do business."
"Alone?"
"Two, and my girlfriend. But I just met for two days. I just slept for two nights. I can't talk about any feelings. We ran away when we ran away. She probably doesn't want to see me all her life. "
"What's your girlfriend's name?"
Chen Mo said Xia Kuang's pseudonym, and then said, "we entered the casino by mistake. They cheated us. They borrowed usury in the casino and couldn't afford to unload my arm. I hurt their man and ran out. It's that simple. "
Before interrogating Chen Mo, the old policeman had interrogated several horses. Those horses were as smelly and hard as the stones in the pit. They spent more time in prison than at home.
They didn't know when they asked, especially the gunman, who insisted that he was impulsive and shot people.
According to the procedure, this matter can be large or small. At a small time, it is to make trouble. It can be dealt with as a fight and murder, fined and detained for 15 days. Generally speaking, it is illegal possession of guns, deliberate murder and imprisonment.
Street ruffians and hooligans don't agree with each other. It's not strange for the old police to see this. It happens every few days. If it's during the strike hard period, it's not too much to catch it and kill it.
However, the old policeman always felt that the things in this were not as simple as Chen Mo said. He lit a cigarette, stared at Chen Mo through the thick smoke and asked, "don't pretend to be innocent here. You beat someone seriously in your cell yesterday. Just because of this, you are guilty of intentional injury and can be sentenced to three years' imprisonment."
"I defend myself."
"It's not that simple?"
Chen Mo continues to pretend to be poor, trembling and not talking.
"I hope you can cooperate with us, which is also good for you. Tenacious resistance will only put you in a passive position."
"I've been very cooperative. Now I just want to leave Guangzhou quickly. I don't want to make trouble for you. "
The old policeman was amused by Chen Mo's words and said, "don't make trouble for the police in Guangzhou, go and make trouble for the police in Hangzhou?"
When Chen Mo arrived in Hangzhou from Baijiang City, they all applied for Hangzhou's fake ID card. There was no problem checking online. Of course, the price was not cheap.
Chen Mo snorted for a long time and said, "I want to ask you something."
"Ask."
"What about the comrade who saved my life now?" Chen Mo's concern is genuine.
"You still have a conscience. I saved my life, but I lost my face. The young and light didn't even talk about the object. After that... "The old policeman found that he talked a little too much. He immediately changed his mouth and said," don't talk about useless topics. Tell me your problems honestly. "
Chen Mo lowered his head, kept silent and looked at a loss.
The old policeman sighed again and said, "young man, don't go astray. You still have a long way to go. I'll be here first today. Come and have a look at the interrogation records. Put your name on each tab, press your fingerprints, go back and write a document. Write everything you've done in Guangzhou from beginning to end. Don't miss anything. Give it to me tomorrow. "
Chen Mo walked over and looked at it roughly. There was no difference in the interrogation content. After signing and pressing the fingerprint, he looked up and asked, "am I okay?"
The old policeman looked at Chen Mo trembling and said, "do you know anything?"