Zhou Bing looked at Wang Zhe who looked indifferent and smiled. Some people always have a lucky mentality, thinking that as long as they don't admit it, the police can't do anything to them. They really won't cry until they see the coffin.

Zhou Bing stood up slowly, then walked to Wang Zhe, staring at Wang Zhe's face quietly without saying a word. Now he had plenty of time and patience.

Wang Zhe felt numb all over when he was looked at by Zhou Bing. He involuntarily stepped back and asked with a guilty conscience, "Captain Zhou, why are you looking at me like that?"

Zhou Bing saw Wang Zhe's guilty conscience and finally said, "Wang Zhe, do you think I can only keep you for twelve hours?"

Wang Zhe looked at Zhou Bing and felt that there were two sharp swords in his eyes, which made him very uncomfortable. He licked the corners of his mouth and replied: "Captain Zhou, it's not what I think, but it's stipulated by the law. I will cooperate with your questioning, but I also have my own things to do. When the time is up, I will naturally leave."

Zhou Bing smiled and nodded, saying, "But now there is evidence that you are suspected of a crime, and further investigation is needed. We can take compulsory measures to detain you for up to 37 days. Wang Zhe, think about it carefully, is there anything else you want to say?"

Wang Zhe clenched his fists and looked at Zhou Bing calmly. Thirty-seven days? He thought of the bloodstain on his clothes. Was this the evidence?

Wang Zhe immediately said, "Captain Zhou, I remember now. An Ling and I met yesterday! That drop of blood might have been rubbed off when I was getting toilet paper for her when she had a nosebleed yesterday."

Hearing Wang Zhe's words, Zhou Bing suddenly felt relieved. In fact, the laboratory could not accurately determine the time when the blood flowed out. He looked at Wang Zhe and asked, "Where did you meet yesterday? What was the exact time?"

Wang Zhe looked at Zhou Bing, his hands shaking unconsciously. He licked the corner of his mouth, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

Seeing Wang Zhe was silent, Zhou Bing smiled and said, "Boss Wang, your memory can't be that bad, right? You just met An Ling yesterday, how could you forget the specific time and place so quickly?"

Wang Zhe felt flustered and began to breathe rapidly. Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he grabbed his neck and his face turned red: "Captain Zhou, send me to the hospital quickly, I have an asthma attack, I can't breathe now!"

Zhou Bing observed Wang Zhe's expression but did not take any action. He knew very well that Wang Zhe was pretending to be sick. He did not meet An Ling yesterday. He was trying to avoid the question and delay time.

At this time, Wang Guanghui, who was sitting next to him, saw Wang Zhe like this, stood up suddenly, walked over quickly, looked at Wang Zhe first, and then turned to the indifferent Zhou Bing: "Captain!"

Zhou Bing looked directly at Wang Zhe and said, "Wang Zhe, stop pretending to be sick and answer my question now. When and where did you meet An Ling yesterday?"

Wang Zhe did not say anything, but pinched his own neck, looked at Zhou Bing, and said anxiously: "Captain Zhou, I am really not pretending to be sick, call 120 and save me!" As soon as he finished speaking, he began to foam at the mouth, his eyes rolled up, revealing large areas of white.

Seeing Wang Zhe like this and Zhou Bing still standing there without moving, Wang Guanghui hurriedly ran out to get his cell phone and dialed 120.

After the ambulance arrived, the medical staff carried Wang Zhe onto a stretcher and then into the ambulance. Zhou Bing frowned and said to Wang Guanghui, "Guanghui, come with me to the hospital."

In the ambulance, the doctor briefly checked Wang Zhe's physical condition and found that he had no other problems except shortness of breath. The doctor explained: "Some people will also experience shortness of breath when they are extremely nervous. It's not a big deal. Just relieve it a little bit."

Wang Zhe opened his eyes, looked at the doctor, and said, "Doctor, I have asthma and heart disease."

The doctor glanced at Zhou Bing who was following the car and sighed. He had met many people who pretended to be sick to avoid questioning at the police station, and Wang Zhe was not an exception.

They and the police knew that these people were faking illness, but they had to take it seriously. Otherwise, if something happened, their superiors would hold them accountable.

The doctor put the stethoscope on Wang Zhe's chest again and listened carefully. He found nothing abnormal and said, "At present, you don't have any serious problems. Go to the hospital for a detailed examination and see the situation."

After hearing what the doctor said, Wang Zhe felt relieved. He glanced at Zhou Bing, who had a gloomy face, and closed his eyes with satisfaction.

At Universal Pictures, Ella hurried into President Wang's office and said anxiously, "President Wang, President Wang has been sent to the hospital!"

President Da Wang immediately stopped writing and looked up at Ella: "When? Which hospital?"

Ella quickly replied, "Mr. Wang was taken to the city hospital an hour ago."

The King always asked, "Are you in the same hospital as An Ling?"

Ella nodded: "Yes!"

Da Wang immediately stood up, picked up his coat and walked out, saying to Ella, "Come with me to the city hospital."

Ella followed President Wang closely, and the two of them went downstairs quickly. The car was already waiting downstairs. After they got in the car, the driver immediately drove to the municipal hospital.

Wang Zhe was lying on the hospital bed, and Wang Guanghui was sitting beside him looking at him.

Zhou Bing went out to ask the doctor about his condition. The doctor sighed and said, "He does have asthma and heart disease. Based on his reaction just now, he needs to be hospitalized for observation for two days. Don't let him get stimulated during these two days."

Zhou Bing nodded helplessly to the doctor: "Okay, doctor, I understand."

After the doctor left, Zhou Bing punched the wall, feeling unwilling.

Considering the social status and influence of Wang Zhe and his brother, President Wang, two days would be enough for them to handle many things. Now, Zhou Bing could only pray that An Ling would identify Wang Zhe after waking up.

Just as Zhou Bing was thinking about what to do next, chaotic footsteps suddenly sounded in the corridor. He looked up and saw a well-dressed middle-aged man walking towards him quickly, followed by a beautiful woman and several doctors.

Zhou Bing had some impression of those doctors; they were all experts in the field of cardiology.

Da Wangzong walked up to Zhou Bing, looked at him gloomily and asked, "Captain Zhou, how is my brother?"

Zhou Bing looked at Boss Wang and sneered, "Boss Wang, you came quickly! Don't worry, the doctor just checked and your brother is fine."

Da Wang's tone was still unfriendly: "Captain Zhou, my brother was originally healthy, but you took him away to cooperate with your investigation, and he ended up in the hospital in less than four hours. You have to give me an explanation, right?"

Zhou Bing looked at Mr. Wang and smiled, "During the interrogation, we neither beat him nor scolded him. We conducted the interrogation completely according to the normal procedures. Mr. Wang, what explanation do you want us to give you?"

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