Female President's Ace Soldier

After Mao was reprimanded by Han Xiangdong, he felt very uncomfortable, so he ran to Ye Qingcheng and lawyer Feng Hualan who had just arrived at the criminal police team and said, "I'm sorry, our captain Han said that the man is a serious criminal. , can’t be released on bail, if you have any questions, call him directly?”

"What's his phone number?" Attorney Feng seemed very angry when he heard this.

"I'm not sure." Mao casually said something perfunctory, and immediately turned around to do his own thing.

Ye Qingcheng stomped her feet angrily, "It's unreasonable! I'll call Secretary Lin immediately."

The Secretary Lin mentioned by Mr. Ye naturally refers to Lin Tianjian, Secretary of Donghai Municipal Law Committee.

Lin Tianjian heard that Ma Minghui had killed someone and was imprisoned in the criminal police team, so he immediately called Xia Weiguo, the director of the Public Security Bureau, to set up a special case team on this matter; but before that, he had to comfort Ye Qingcheng, "Xiaoye, this case is more complicated It's important, I also sent someone to investigate, but the investigation must have a process, I hope you will wait patiently."

"I didn't say no, but Ma Minghui is an important employee of our company. Secretary Lin, can you let us release him on bail first?" Although Ye Qingcheng had never been in the criminal police team, she knew that being arrested by the criminal police team would definitely Without a comfortable life, he tried his best to fish out Ma Minghui.

However, this matter is somewhat contrary to the law, so Lin Tianjian also felt very embarrassed, and finally only promised to find out the case as soon as possible and return Ma Minghui justice.

"Damn it! You can't be released on bail!" After getting Lin Tianjian's reply, Ye Qingcheng wished he had dropped his cell phone.

"Mr. Ye, there is really no such thing as bail in China. At most, you can only be released on bail pending trial, but you must meet the conditions to be released on bail pending trial. Now all kinds of evidence are very unfavorable to Ma Minghui—"

"Is there no way?" Gu Xiaoman had been standing by the side listening to the speeches of the few people, and she asked anxiously again.

"The only way now is to find evidence to clear Ma Minghui's suspicion!" Attorney Feng frowned, his face grave.

After hearing this, Gu Xiaoman had no choice but to call Lei Jun.

in the interrogation room.

Han Xiangdong smoked two cigarettes in a row, but the guy opposite him still refused to confess, which made him so anxious that he wanted to rush up and beat someone up.

"Ma Minghui, do you think we have nothing to do with you because you have never admitted that you killed someone?"

"Han sir, you have to provide evidence for everything. You keep saying that I killed someone, please show the evidence! If there is no personal witness, you must at least present physical evidence!" Facing Han Xiangdong's accusation and provocation, Ma Minghui still looked indifferent.

"Isn't this enough?" Han Xiangdong pointed to the two playing cards in the evidence bag, and asked through gritted teeth.

Ma Minghui sneered, "How did Zhang Long and Li Ermao die?"

"I was stabbed in the chest by a blunt object, and died of excessive blood loss." Han Xiangdong said sharply.

"So, are those two playing cards blunt objects?"

"you--"

He was left speechless by Ma Minghui's question again, and Han Xiangdong was so angry that he blew his nose and stared.

"Team Han, what are you talking about with this guy, why don't you just be tough." The clerk on the side seemed a little impatient, and put his mouth next to Han Xiangdong's ear and muttered softly.

Han Xiangdong had no choice but to nod and said, "Turn off the surveillance first."

A quarter of an hour later, Han Xiangdong shook his hand, sat back at the computer desk, looked at Ma Minghui, who was sitting on the interrogation chair with his head slumped, and asked with a sinister smile, "How? Should we confess, or continue to resist."

"Hehe, what I've always said is the truth."

Ma Minghui spat a mouthful of bloody saliva on the ground, raised his head, and asked with a sneer, "Han sir, didn't you have breakfast this morning? Why didn't you have any strength when you massaged me just now?"

"I can't tell that your kid's bones and mouth are still quite hard!"

Han Xiangdong was shocked by Ma Minghui's aura, waved his big hand and said to the guard, "Shut him to the guard room on the first floor and starve for a day, and see if his mouth is still tough!"

"Yes!" The guard replied loudly, and immediately followed the clerk to bring Ma Minghui into the guard's room on the first floor.

The shape of the guard room in the criminal police team is similar to that of the so-called confinement room in the Fenggu Town Police Station. The room is low and has no windows, and it is full of vicious long-legged mosquitoes; A person's life will count against him, so he never thought of revealing his special identity in front of this kid; after entering the guard room, he secretly opened the handcuffs with the thin needle in the belt buckle, and quickly put The mosquito that attacked him was dealt with, and then he began to wonder which bastard was plotting against him. Could it be that bastard Cao Wanchun?

After Han Xiangdong left the interrogation room, he immediately called someone, "That kid won't confess, so we can only lock him up temporarily."

"No, we must try to kill him as soon as possible, otherwise the situation will be more unfavorable for us as we get further back. By the way, there is a thin needle in his belt buckle, which he can use to open the handcuffs. You must take that needle Find it out!"

"Understood!"

Han Xiangdong hung up the phone, and immediately led another policeman to the guard room.

Hearing the sound of footsteps outside, Ma Minghui quickly put on the handcuffs.

Han Xiangdong was very disappointed to see that the boy had no big bumps on his hands and face after being bitten by mosquitoes.

"Han sir, I haven't seen you for a few minutes, and you miss me again? But I'm not interested in men, please find a police flower to visit me next time."

Seeing the almost distorted expression on Han Xiangdong's face, Ma Minghui laughed heartily.

"Hmph—don't be complacent, you'll have to suffer tonight!"

Han Xiangdong winked at the policeman beside him, and the policeman immediately tore off the belt on Ma Minghui's trouser pocket.

"Continue to play slowly inside!"

Looking at the belt with the word "August [-]" printed on the buckle, Han Xiangdong was unmoved. After a sneer, he swaggered out of the guard room.

When Ma Minghui saw Han Xiangdong's actions, he immediately understood: Cao Wanchun really blamed him on that bastard!Because I used the thin needle in the belt buckle to open the handcuffs that Xia Yuting was wearing on his hands yesterday in front of him!This bastard is really vicious!

The belt was taken away, and the trousers on his body became loose. Ma Minghui had to untie a shoelace and tie it around his waist.

Outside the guardhouse, Ye Qingcheng and Gu Xiaoman were still exhausted about Ma Minghui's affairs, but none of their day's efforts seemed to be fruitful.

Night fell slowly.

The door of the guard room of the criminal police team was pushed open, and two criminal policemen with live ammunition lifted Ma Minghui out and sent him directly into a police van.

Ma Minghui looked at Han Xiangdong, who was sitting in the co-pilot, and had a bad premonition in his heart, but he didn't express it directly, and continued to ask with a smirk, "Han sir, are you planning to execute me secretly?"