Detective from the future

Chapter 584
"Drip drip..."

Mangzi got angry and honked the horn frantically.

"Stinky, don't be shameless, get out of my car."

"Ah, it hurts to death... Help, I hit someone." The man lying in front of the car shouted.

"I bumped into you @#￥%&..." Mangzi cursed again, he stopped after a few meters away, this old guy actually stood up by himself and lay on his car, why is it worse than me face.

"I'll count to three, if you don't dodge, I will drive you over to death."

"One"

"two"

Before Mangzi could finish counting, the man lying in front of the car yelled even louder, "Come kill me, help me. Someone is going to hit me to death!"

Mangzi patted the steering wheel, but he didn't dare to bump into it after all. He opened the door and got out of the car cursing, "I'll kill you, you bastard. The brat dares to block the way of King Hades. Mang, I will beat you to death today."

Mangzi got out of the car, grabbed the man by the back collar, and immediately grabbed him up, "Kneel down to me and admit my mistake."

While speaking, Mangzi slapped the man's face with another slap.

At this moment, the man who touched porcelain moved, took a step back, twisted his body, and avoided Mangzi's slap.

The man who touched the porcelain grabbed Mangzi's arm, pulled it up, twisted it, and pressed it, directly pressing Mangzi onto the car.

Mangzi's face was slammed against the car, and he cursed angrily, "You bastard, how dare you touch your mang, don't you want to live? Do you know who my elder brother is? I'll kill you!"

At the same time, a few people jumped out from the side of the road, and they all held Mangzi down.

Han Bin whispered, "Police, don't move!"

Mangzi was stunned, his whole brain seemed to be empty.

Fuck, these bastards are pretending to be policemen.

This was the first thought that came to his mind, without him, this technique of touching porcelain is too professional.

He looks more like a Pingci than he who has done Pingci before.

Mangzi didn't realize until the cold gloves were on his hands, mother, this is really a policeman.

This group of stinky policemen pretended to be Porcelain scammers to lie to me.

"What's your name?"

"The reckless."

"Big name."

"Yang Xiaowei."

"Okay, your kid's name is awesome."

Yang Xiaowei struggled hard, "You let me go, why arrest me?"

"Be honest, don't talk nonsense." A policeman scolded, and escorted Mangzi into the SUV.

The car started and drove to a relatively remote place to stop.

Mangzi was taken out of the car again. The SUV's body was relatively tall, which just blocked the figures of several people.

Han Bin looked him up and down, and asked, "Yang Xiaowei, do you know why you were arrested?"

Yang Xiaowei glanced at Han Bin, then turned his head aside, "You arrested the wrong person."

Bao Xing scolded with a stern face, "I arrested the wrong person, you are the one who was arrested. Don't just come here, think it over."

"Yang Xiaowei, besides you, is there anyone else in Laojiang Farmhouse?"

"No more, just me."

"Crack!" A crisp sound.

Yang Xiaowei was hit on the head.

"You kid is talking nonsense. When you drove out of the farmhouse, we all saw someone closing the door inside. Is that a ghost?"

Yang Xiaowei glared back, as if he was still a little unconvinced.

Lin Xiuyong sneered, "Fuck, where are you from, you are so awesome!"

Yang Xiaowei shouted, "People from Laiping, what's wrong?"

Lin Xiuyong asked, "Do you know Yao Wenbiao?"

Yang Xiaowei snorted, "As long as it's a gangster, who doesn't know Lord Lai Pingbiao."

Lin Xiuyong spat, "Bastard Master Biao, I caught him last year. When I first caught him, he was better than you. Within three days, he was as cowardly as a melon. How do you compare to him?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Xiaowei's momentum immediately weakened, "What does it have to do with me, I haven't broken any law."

Lin Xiuyong said, "Why did we arrest you if you didn't break the law? Just for fun? When we policemen have nothing to do."

Yang Xiaowei shouted, "What do you want?"

Lin Xiuyong grabbed his hair and asked word by word, "Who are you messing with? You can try again."

The man who touched porcelain also persuaded, "Yang Xiaowei, don't toast you kid and don't eat fine wine. It's no good for you to make us anxious. You can answer whatever you ask. There is no one else here. Who are you bullying?" Look."

Yang Xiaowei opened his mouth and scolded, "You old bastard is not a good thing either, you actually pretended to be a fool to lie to me."

The man who touched the porcelain was Wu Guangli, the deputy director, and said with a smile on his face, "Damn, he's still a thorn."

Wu Guangli has worked in the police station for many years, and he has seen too many incidents of touching porcelain.

Touching porcelain like this kind of roadblock often happens on remote roads.

What Yang Xiaowei did was wrong. The best way is not to get out of the car. If you get out of the car, you will lose.

Han Bin could tell that this guy named Yang Xiaowei was a thorn in the side, with a reckless streak.

As the old saying goes, there are only wrong names, not wrong nicknames.

Han Bin searched out Yang Xiaowei's cell phone, unlocked it with his fingerprint, opened the call log, and found that he had just called a person marked as Brother Hou.

Han Bin patted his face with his mobile phone, "Who is Brother Hou?"

Yang Xiaowei turned his head away with red eyes.

Yang Xiaowei didn't say anything, but Han Bin probably guessed that this Fourth Brother Hou is probably Hou Jiansheng.

Han Bin looked at the time of the call again, only a few minutes had passed.

In other words, this is a call made after leaving the farmhouse.

This is a bit interesting, Hou Jiansheng forgot to tell him something.

Or every once in a while, just contact once to report safety.

If it's the former, it doesn't matter, if it's the latter, then you have to be careful.

Yang Xiaowei will definitely arouse the suspicion of the other party after the time for reporting safety.

Han Bin cut to the chase, "Yang Xiaowei, to tell you the truth, we are going to arrest Hou Jiansheng, and it has nothing to do with you. Don't make yourself uncomfortable."

"You can look for Hou Jiansheng if you want, and I haven't broken any law, so why arrest me?" Yang Xiaowei shouted.

"Do you know why we arrested Hou Jiansheng?" Han Bin asked back.

After waiting for a while, Yang Xiaowei didn't answer.

Han Bin continued, "The police suspect that Hou Jiansheng was involved in a murder case, the nature of which is very bad, and he probably has other accomplices."

"You didn't cooperate with the police investigation and deliberately shielded Hou Jiansheng. You couldn't be involved in the murder, right?"

Yang Xiaowei was stunned for a moment, as if he understood, and quickly denied it, "Don't frame people, I didn't kill anyone, I just met Hou Jiansheng a few days ago, I don't know anything."

Han Bin counted, "The murder happened a few days ago, so the time is just right."

"That has nothing to do with me, I am innocent." Yang Xiaowei retorted.

Han Bin lit a cigarette and took a puff, "How can we trust you if you refuse to cooperate with the police investigation?"

"How do you want me to cooperate?"

"Where is Hou Jiansheng?"

Yang Xiaowei clenched his fists, "I can't betray my brother!"

"You can't betray your brother, or you can't betray your accomplice?" Han Bin flicked the cigarette ash, "If you don't say it, it doesn't mean that Hou Jiansheng doesn't say it. He is an old Jianghu, and he won't treat you as a brother. Maybe he will push the crime of murder to the court. on you."

"The murder case I told you has nothing to do with it. Don't pour dirty water on me."

"It's okay, just talk, no one will stop you."

Yang Xiaowei hesitated for a while, then scratched his hair vigorously, "Yes, the fourth brother is at the farmhouse."

"How many people are there in the farmhouse?"

"Two, besides the fourth brother, there is another named Da Ao, who is quite strong and tall."

"Are the two of them armed?"

Yang Xiaowei nodded, "Yes."

"What weapon?"

"Dao has a machete pinned to his waist."

"Fourth brother carries a gun with him."

Han Bin showed a dignified look, and was a little thankful that he didn't rush in directly.

"What type of gun?"

"I don't know what model it is, anyway, it's a pistol, and the bullets are already loaded."

(End of this chapter)