Full-time King

Qin Tian directly took the computer and placed it on the top of the car, and said to Fan Jian: "Look, which one is the one who beat you at noon."

Fan Jian came over immediately and soon found the people who were there at noon.

"It's them. Look, this group of people, that couple, and the policemen from this afternoon!" Fan Jian pointed at the computer angrily, looking like he wanted to tear the other party to pieces in an instant.

"Okay, I got it!" Qin Tian nodded. Shorthand took the computer to the security room and asked the security guard if he knew this person and where he lived.

Seeing that Qin Tian was a member of the Tian Gang, the security guard immediately did not dare to neglect him and started to check quickly. After a while, he found out where the other party lived. The man was called He Yong and the woman was his girlfriend Liu Yan. They lived in Room 13, Building 703, Jintai Community.

After getting the detailed address, Qin Tian and Fanjian immediately rushed over with their younger brothers, but unfortunately the other party was not at home. They didn't know where he had gone and they couldn't find him for a while.

"What should we do now?" he asked Qin Tian in a humiliating manner.

"Don't worry, I have a way!" Qin Tian looked at Fan Jiandao, then took out his mobile phone and called Liang Wendao.

"Hello! Uncle Liang, this is Xiaotian. How are you? How are you doing recently? I'm sorry that I haven't had time to visit you!" Qin Tian smiled into the phone.

"Haha, it's okay, just come over when you have time. What's the matter, what do you want to talk to your uncle about?" Liang Wendao was very straightforward and went straight to the point, because he knew Qin Tian would not look for him for no reason.

"It's like this, Uncle Liang. I want to find someone, one of your men. I suspect he colluded with gangsters and hurt my friend. I'll show you the photo. I hope you can help me find him."

"What happened, Qin Tian? Tell your uncle and I'll help you solve it!" Liang Wendao immediately asked with concern. Qin Tian then told Liang Wendao what had happened before. Liang Wendao was extremely angry and immediately asked Qin Tian to send him the picture and he ordered someone to find it.

Not long after, Liang Wendao called Qin Tian and told him that he had found the policeman, whose name was Jin Heming, and he was a policeman from the street police station near Jintai Community. Liang Wendao had ordered the arrest of the man directly. Because there was no evidence, he could not do anything to Jin Heming for the time being, so he locked him up and waited for Qin Tian to come over.

"Let's go to the police station!" Qin Tian said to Fan Jian and got into the car. Fan Jian followed him and looked at Qin Tian anxiously: "Should we go directly to the police station to ask for the person? I'm afraid it won't work. Will we be arrested if we go like this?"

Fan Jian was not stupid either, and he immediately guessed what Qin Tian was thinking.

"It's okay, the policeman has been caught, we just need to go!" Qin Tian said lightly, and Fan Jian next to him almost dropped his jaw. What kind of identity is Qin Tian? He even managed to deal with the policeman. It's terrible. Is Qin Tian a super senior member of the Tian Gang?

Soon, the two arrived at the street police station, parked the car, and went straight inside.

"Are you Mr. Qin?" A young-looking policeman walked towards Qin Tian and asked, looking a little nervous, because this person was the one the director had personally ordered to be received. He was of noble status and he dared not neglect him.

"I am Jin Heming." Qin Tian nodded and asked.

"Mr. Qin, please come this way. Jin Heming is being held in the interrogation room." The young policeman said as he took Qin Tian into the house. He brought Qin Tian and the other person to the door of an interrogation room and opened it directly.

In the interrogation room, a black tooth policeman in his thirties was handcuffed to a chair, looking at a loss. This was Jin Heming.

Jin Heming was in a very depressed mood today. He had helped a rich second-generation and made a small fortune at noon and was planning to celebrate in the evening. However, before he got off work, he was arrested by the director's personal order, saying that he had colluded with gangsters to frame good people.

Jin Heming has done this kind of thing many times, and the people in the station know it. Nothing has happened so far because Jin Heming knows how to behave. But I don't know what happened this time. The news actually reached the director. I don't know who has such a big hatred for him that he actually reported him to the director. And it wasn't the director of the branch, but the director of the Municipal Police Bureau. This has caused a big uproar.

What made Jing Heming even more depressed was that he didn't know what had gone wrong. It was very strange that no one came to interrogate him after he was locked up here.

"Mr. Qin, he is Jin Heming. If you have any questions, just ask him. I'll be out for a while." The young policeman walked out very consciously and locked the door. He obviously knew what Qin Tian was going to do in there, so he gave Qin Tian some space to act freely.

"It's you!" Jin Heming's face suddenly changed when he saw Fan Jian, obviously he recognized him. This afternoon, he colluded with He Yong and released them directly, making a lot of money, while Fan Jian's case was postponed indefinitely and kept being dragged on, and Fan Jian was not arrested.

"Why? Are you nervous? Have you done something wrong?" Qin Tian looked at Jing Heming and said slowly.

"Hmph! Tell the truth and find the murderer who hurt my father. I saw you guys colluding with each other this afternoon. Tell me now!" Fan Jian was extremely angry and started shouting. He reached out and grabbed Jin Heming by the collar, and made a gesture as if he wanted to hit Jin Heming with one hand.

Jin Heming finally knew now that he had fallen into Fan Jian's hands. However, he had investigated Fan Jian's background and found that Fan Jian came from a poor family and had no backers. How could the director come forward?

"I didn't do it, don't slander me!" Jing Heming denied it directly. Although Fan Jian had the support of the director, no one could touch him as long as he refused to admit it. Anyway, no one knew about his affair with He Yong, and no one could do anything to him without evidence. Moreover, He Yong's affair was related to him, and if something happened, He Yong would definitely help him. With He Yong's money, it would not be a problem to get him out, so Jing Heming was fearless now.

"Hmph! I'm slandering you. I saw you together at the gate of the community at noon today, and you said that you couldn't catch them, but you were with them. If this isn't collusion, then what is this?" Fan Jian roared. Jing Heming actually refused to admit it, which made him even more angry.

"You are dazzled, I don't know that person at all!" Jin Heming denied it and looked at Fan Jian calmly. Fan Jian was furious and was about to hit Jin Heming immediately, but was stopped by Qin Tian.

"Come on, Fan Jian, take a break. It's useless to reason with this kind of person. I'll teach you a method!" Qin Tian said as he pulled Fei Fan Jian away and walked in front of Jin Heming.

"You said you don't know He Yong, right?" Qin Tian looked at Jin Heming and asked slowly.

"I don't know who you are talking about!" Jin Heming is not a fool. He knew as soon as he heard it that Qin Tian was trying to trick him. He has been a policeman for more than ten years and is a veteran in the police station. He is not someone who can be easily tricked.

"Well, you performed very well and professionally. Now, I will give you one chance. Remember, only one chance. Call He Yong to come out immediately, and then I will spare you from physical pain. Otherwise, you will see the end with your own eyes!" Qin Ting said lightly. A sharp dagger appeared on his wound, spinning rapidly, emitting a creepy cold light.

Jin Heming's face suddenly changed when he saw it, but he quickly calmed down: "What do you want to do, torture me? This is a police station. If you dare to do anything I do, you will be against the government and you will go to jail. Don't think you can do whatever you want just because you have a relationship with the director. Gwangju City is not the director's world!"

Qin Tian looked at Jin Heming and shook his head without saying anything. He then grabbed Jin Heming's hands, pressed them on the table, and chopped them down with a knife.

"call out!"

"what!"

Jin Heming didn't react at all. Qin Tian actually chopped off his fingers and cut off his right index finger. The blood instantly flowed all over the table. Fan Jian looked at Qin Tian who was so angry that his heart tightened suddenly.

"Ah... You actually dared to cut off my fingers, you will go to jail!" Jin Heming looked at Qin Tian and roared, struggling desperately, trying to pull his hands back, but it was impossible. Qin Tian was too strong and held his hands down tightly.

"Don't worry, I won't go to jail. Even if I kill all of you, I'll be fine!" Qin Tian said lightly, and swung the dagger again, instantly cutting off Jin Heming's middle finger, making Jin Heming scream in pain again.

"Let me go, let me go. I'm going to tell you where He Yong is!" Jin Heming shouted in horror. It was the first time he met someone like Qin Tian. He cut off a policeman's fingers in the police station. He was simply a lunatic.

"You said the wrong thing, I'll cut off another finger of yours!" Qin Tian said as he slashed down with the knife again, instantly cutting off his ring finger as well. The table was already covered in bright red, which was extremely eye-catching. Fan Jian was used to it.

"Please let me go. I'll do whatever you want me to do. Please, please don't cut my fingers!"

"You're wrong again!" Qin Tian swung the knife again, cut off his little finger, then pointed the knife at his thumb, looking at Jin Heming, waiting for him to speak.

At this moment, Jin Heming's face was pale and he was in so much pain that he couldn't even say how bad it was.

"I... I'll call him over right away, please don't look at my... fingers!" Jin Heming said with a look of horror.

Qin Tian gestured with the knife, but didn't cut it in the end: "Finally I got it right, let's make the call!"

After Qin Tian finished speaking, he cut off his handcuffs with a knife, took out his cell phone and asked him to make a call.

Jin Heming was relieved when he saw that Qin Tian finally didn't cut his index finger, and he hurriedly used his uninjured hand to make a phone call...