Chapter 433
Prison No. [-] tonight is destined not to be a quiet night, the sudden movement is like a riot.

Even the people in the prison next door were woken up, rushing to the iron gate of the cell to watch the commotion and discussing it.

"Didn't I hear anyone from Prison No. [-] recently? They were beaten so hard!"

"That's right, what a fucking hatred is this? Are there so many people fighting around?"

same.

Someone also noticed the clue: "Tsk tsk. That's weird, the prison guards don't care about such a big commotion?"

"bang bang bang"

Song Zijie knocked hard on the iron gate with his baton, and squinted at the prison cell watching the excitement: "What? I don't sleep at night, I want to run around!"

The crowd dispersed.

Those with discerning eyes know clearly: Prison No. [-] is not dealing with internal conflicts at all, it is helping the police to deal with conflicts.

Song Zijie leaned against the iron gate of Prison No. [-], took out a cigarette and lit one. He looked coldly at A Jin who was surrounded by the crowd and punched and kicked him, curled his lips in disdain.

In the cell.

Ajin was lying on the ground, and at first he was able to cover his head with both hands to protect important parts, but with the rain of fists hitting his body, he couldn't even protect his body.

Just punch and kick.

People kept stabbing people with sharpened toothbrushes, leaving holes in their thighs, and blood flowed out.

"Get out of the way!"

With a loud roar, Shabiao dispersed the crowd, squatted in front of Ah Jin, and stuck his bloody chin with his hand:
"Baby, do you think of anything now?"

"Cough ho."

Ajin was able to breathe, and there was a gasping sound in his trachea. He raised his swollen eyelids and looked at Shabiao:

"Bah, you are all a bunch of dogs, is it so comfortable to be Zhong Wenze's dogs?"

How could he not know.

What happened to him now must have been arranged by Zhong Wenze.

After Zhong Wenze caught him, he didn't even have an interrogation, and was directly sent to prison for illegal operations.

He wants to use the hands of the prison group to clean himself up.

"so what?"

Sha Biao sneered, and cut straight to the point: "Are you biting to death without saying a word?"

"Kill me if you have the ability!"

Ajin squinted his eyes, and stared at Shabiao arrogantly: "Tell Zhong Wenze, either kill me, or kill me, I will kill him!"

"Tsk tsk. You're pretty good, aren't you?"

Sha Biao sighed, and tilted his head to look at the three people beside him, including Blind Snake, Chaozhou Guy, and Daquanlong: "If this kid doesn't tell you, how can we have a business relationship?"

All of this tonight was indeed arranged by Zhong Wenze.

Zhong Wenze came here specially to find them, and pulled the four of them out to talk alone.

The four of Zhong Wenze and Shabiao can be regarded as "old friends".

When he was an undercover agent, the four of them used Zhong Wenze to sell fans to Brother Zha and the others.

Both sides have grievances and grievances.

Zhong Wenze's purpose is also very simple: help me clean up Ah Jin, not to mention your reduced sentence, but your life in prison will definitely be much better in the future than it is now.

Also.

Fifty packs of cigarettes per person.

Cigarettes are hard currency in the cell.

and so.

The four of them agreed without even thinking about it, isn't it just to clean up people.

"Push the street!"

Blind Snake frowned, and rubbed his chin with his fingers: "This idiot refuses to recruit, what should we do? Cigarettes."

The rigid condition Zhong Wenze gave was that people should not kill me.

"Come on!"

Daquanlong shouted, beckoning the younger brother to go up and hold Ah Jin's right hand with the gunshot wound, and tore off the gauze wrapped around it, revealing the newly stitched wound inside.

Don't look at Daquanlong who looks fat, fat and good-natured, but he is very vicious when he does things.

He stepped on Ah Jin's right arm with his left foot, held a toothbrush in his left hand, and began to brush the two gunshot wounds on Ah Jin's palm.

The wound that had just been sutured burst, and the thread ends were glued together with the fresh polyps. The scene was once bloody.

"what"

Ah Jin's screams resounded in the prison cell, beads of sweat slid down his forehead, and his bloodless face turned pale.

"Salt!"

Daquan Long stretched out his hand.

The younger brother who was working in the kitchen immediately handed over a small paper bag, which contained the fine salt they had brought privately.

The slender crystals sprinkled on the wound on Ah Jin's palm.

"what"

Ah Jin opened his mouth to shout in pain, but someone covered his mouth, his eyes were bloodshot and he stared, sweating profusely.

The heart-piercing pain swept over me, and I almost passed out.

this moment.

The emotionless killer Ah Jin fell into endless pain after being shrouded in the shadow of death.

He was afraid.

"I"

Ajin's voice was weak, and his palms kept flapping in the air: "I want to see Zhong Wenze!"

"Grass!"

Da Quanlong scolded, kicked Ah Jin and then let him go: "If you talk earlier, you will be fine, you bitch, you have to be beaten."

Song Zijie was waiting at the door, and immediately asked the prison guards to open the door, and called the medical staff to drag out A Jin, who was covered in blood, and went down for treatment.

"Sir Song!"

Da Quanlong put on a flattering smile on his fat face: "Don't forget to tell Brother Ze about the cigarettes."

"Cigarettes were delivered to you in the morning, and I also deposited 5 yuan in each of your accounts. I should be grateful."

Song Zijie waved his hands without looking back: "Don't worry, Brother Ze is that kind of errand?"

"Fuck!"

The four immediately smiled, stood at attention and saluted Song Zijie: "Brother Ze is mighty and domineering, Song Sir, go slowly!"

Although they had a feud with Zhong Wenze, being arrested and imprisoned was partly tricked by Zhong Wenze.

But now.

Zhong Wenze gave cigarettes and extra money, which made their impression of Zhong Wenze slightly better.

Of course.

And that's all.

Should hate Zhong Wenze or have to hate.

But at least in this case, there was nothing wrong with Zhong Wenze's handling.

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Day [-].

early morning.

Saigon Police Station.

trial room.

A Jin sat listlessly in the interrogation room, his whole body was sluggish, his eyeballs were bloodshot, his lips were pale, and he no longer had half the energy he had before being arrested.

After Song Zijie took him out of the cell last night, he sent him to the hospital to have his wounds treated.

Since Zhong Wenze specially ordered in advance, the group of Blind Snakes also paid special attention when they attacked.

Don't look at the bloody body, but the hands are measured, and the sharp toothpicks are all on the thighs and buttocks.

There is a lot of meat in this place, and there are no vital organs, so it won't kill Ajin if you slap it casually.

But the pain is real pain.

Door open.

Zhong Wenze walked in with pineapple oil, put a cup of coffee on the table in his right hand, and sat down with a golden knife:
"Morning, have you had breakfast?"

Ajin looked at him coldly, did not speak, just stared at Zhong Wenze with bloodshot eyes.

Today is the sixth day.

Another day.

If Zhong Wenze can't solve the bank robbery in Asia, he has to leave.

last night.

Ajin specially reviewed his statement again, prepared a new set of statement that would take time to investigate and verify, and prepared to reveal a false news first to delay the time.

If it is delayed until the end of seven days, the matter will be considered over.

Zhong Wenze stepped down.

Superintendent Hou took over the case and then worked slowly on his own.

only.

Zhong Wenze didn't talk to him, but concentrated on eating pineapple buns and drinking coffee, eating with relish.

This made Ah Jin a little unaccustomed.

looks.

Zhong Wenze strolling around the courtyard?He's not in a hurry?Normally, there is almost no time, why don't you hurry up and interrogate yourself?
It takes four and five minutes.

Zhong Wenze finished eating the pineapple buns slowly, wiped his mouth with a paper towel, took a small sip of coffee, and then patted his stomach contentedly.

Ah Jin looked at him coldly.

"Akin."

Zhong Wenze finally spoke: "Guess, where did I go the night before yesterday and the whole day yesterday?"

"..."

A Jin froze for a moment, he didn't expect Zhong Wenze to say this to himself, shouldn't he talk about the case: "Where you went is none of my business!"

"I went to the mainland overnight, Guangdong Province."

Zhong Wenze bared his teeth and laughed: "Chaozhou, Guangdong Province, you should be very familiar with this place, right?"

A Jin frowned, and looked at Zhong Wenze without speaking.

"Come on."

Zhong Wenze snapped his fingers.

Outside.

Song Zijie and Azu brought in a video camera and put it in front of Ajin, after some fiddling, put it away.

"I went to find someone."

Zhong Wenze pointed at the camera, and Azu clicked on the video to play: "To be precise, I went to find your mother."

On the camera screen, Ah Jin's mother appeared on the screen.

"Grass your mother!"

After Ajin saw the picture on the screen, his whole body became excited in an instant, and he was about to stand up from the stool with a roar, but Azu pushed him back again, firmly suppressing him.

"Zhong Wenze!"

A Jin squinted his eyeballs, and his bloodshot eyes were red: "If you are a fucking man, you will face me face to face and touch my family? I want your life!"

"Ha ha."

Zhong Wenze grinned, spread his hands indifferently, and continued: "You are from Chaozhou, Guangdong Province, and you came to Hong Kong Island a few years ago."

"By chance, you became an official and followed Superintendent Hou. Originally, you wanted to take your family over."

"But as time goes on, you find that Superintendent Hou is not as clean as you imagined. You, who were originally full of ambition, worked with Superintendent Hou for longer and knew more and more dirty things, so you gave up on keeping your family clean. Plan to take over."

Based on the information he had found, Zhong Wenze continued to say with half-guessing, "You really wanted to take your old mother over to enjoy the blessings, but you were afraid that something would happen sooner or later, so you gave up on this idea."

"But you send money to your old mother every month, and the amount is quite a lot. There is only one relative in your family. You love her very much."

"Zhong Wenze!"

Ajin was so suppressed by Azu that he couldn't move, so he could only sit on his seat and growl:

"You fucking dog, you have the ability to come at me!"

undoubtedly.

What Zhong Wenze said is correct.

"cut."

Zhong Wenze curled his lips in disdain, and said lightly:
"You see, you are so hostile. Why do I, a big man, touch her, an old man? I just went to see her."

"I told her that I'm your friend, and I'm just ordered to go back and visit her."

in the camera screen.

Ah Jin's mother started talking to the camera:

"Xiao Jin, my mother's body doesn't feel as good as before. It's normal to feel unsatisfactory as I get older. But fortunately, there are neighbors who help me to take care of me. They are willing to take care of me if there is anything."

"Well, after all, you haven't come back to see me for half a year, and I don't know how you are doing in Hong Kong Island."

"Mom doesn't have any other ideas in this life. You are doing so well in Hong Kong Island. Being a policeman is so majestic. I am very content."

"My only worry is that you are almost forty now, why haven't you found a wife yet?"

"I know that Hong Kong Island is expensive. I have saved all the money you gave me before, and I keep it for you. I will give it all to you when you ask for a wife."

"Don't send so much money to me in the future, save it for yourself, find a reliable woman, and get married if it suits you. You are not too young."

on the screen.

Facing the camera, the old man muttered to himself without any order, saying whatever came to his mind, and he said in detail what he wanted to say to his son.

"Your two friends are also very good. They came to see that my mother bought a lot of high-end packaged and expensive supplements. They also gave me 1 yuan, saying that it was a kindness between friends."

Speaking of it.

She wiped the corners of her wrinkled eyes, tears in her eyes: "You have made good friends, and you take good care of my old man. My mother is very happy."

"But what do I want their money for? What do I, an old man, do with the money? I just need to eat and drink. You young people have so much money to spend."

With tears in her eyes, she cried and laughed: "Mom's waist is not good and you have an old problem, you know, Xiao Zhong brought me medicine in Hong Kong Island, rubbed it on me and massaged it, the effect is really good, Remember to bring some more for mom when you come back next time."

"They said that you are busy, and you are dealing with a case recently, so you don't have time to come back to see me, and entrust them to do it for you, I already know."

"You have to develop well over there. Bring a wife back to see your mother early, and your two friends are really very good. Come and see me, bring me things, give me money, and help me clean up the house. Cleaned up outside and outside, very considerate.”

"Mom is very happy that you can make such good friends. I want to keep them for dinner. They say they don't have time. Remember to call them when you come back next time. At that time, Mom will kill the old hen at home. Thank them very much." .”

"You take care of yourself there."

When the picture comes here, it is over.

The interrogation room suddenly fell silent.

Ah Jin sat on the stool with a dull expression, staring blankly at the camera in front of him, and did not speak for a long time.

"Your mother is in good health."

Zhong Wenze licked his lips, looked at A Jin and said: "She is a lonely old man, but she is old, and she really needs someone to stay by her side to take care of her."

Speaking of it.

Zhong Wenze pinched his fingers and calculated: "She gave birth to you at the age of 20, and now she is only around [-]. After a few years in prison, you can still take care of her for a long time."

"Everyone has only one mother, whether to provide her with a pension or to be imprisoned until she dies, whichever you choose, you can figure it out."

Done.

Zhong Wenze didn't say anything more, touched the cigarette and lit it, squinted his eyes and smoked.

Ah Jin didn't speak, and just looked at Zhong Wenze.

"Give me a cigarette."

Zhong Wenze went around and lit it for him, and the two of them just faced each other and smoked.

a while.

Ah Jin snuffed out the hot cigarette with his fingers.

(End of this chapter)

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