Personal security

Chapter 47: Arrested in a Severe Crackdown

What Zhao Jianhui found strange was that this woman looked very familiar, but he was sure that he had never seen her before. What was going on? A spark flashed in Zhao Jianhui's mind, and he suddenly remembered that, yes, this woman looked very much like Geng Xiaoli. Her surname was also Geng, and maybe she was really related to Geng Xiaoli.

The policewoman who came in was slightly stunned when she saw Zhao Jianhui dressed neatly, and a trace of doubt flashed across her fair face.

But no one stipulated that prostitutes could not wear clothes? She spat lightly and said bitterly: "She looks like a decent person, but how could she be this kind of stuff? Take her out." Although her voice was very sweet, it was slightly annoyed.

When Zhao Jianhui was pushed out of the massage room by these policemen, he was slightly surprised by the scene in front of him. There were fully armed special police outside, wearing hoods and holding submachine guns to guard the entire corridor. Special police were dispatched to crack down on prostitution? Is it so exaggerated? On one side of the corridor, a row of half-naked men with their hands handcuffed behind their backs squatted in a row. They were half-naked, but they were not much different from being naked. They just had a big bath towel wrapped around their waists. These people were of different ages. Some of the sturdy men had various tattoos on their bodies, some of which were dragons or tigers. They were lifelike. You didn't have to guess that they were gangsters.

Zhao Jianhui was slightly stunned, and then he was pushed hard by the plainclothes policeman next to him. Zhao Jianhui thought to himself, "Is it necessary to be so rude to me, my own people?"

Zhao Jianhui turned his head and just glanced at the man who pushed him, and the man shouted: "What are you looking at, squat down. You look like a decent person, but what you did is shameful to your ancestors..."

Listening to this guy's nonsense, Zhao Jianhui almost had the urge to open the handcuffs and slap him.

"What are you doing? What's that look in your eyes? Do you hate the government? Are you still thinking about retaliating against law enforcement officers? Squat down and be honest!" The plainclothes policeman who pushed Zhao Jianhui ignored his angry glare and kicked Zhao Jianhui in the knee.

However, he felt something unusual when he kicked him. The man was soft and vulnerable in the room just now, but now he was almost knocked down by the recoil force of his body when he kicked him, but the guy who was kicked by him did not move at all.

"Did you hear me? I told you to squat down, don't move!" Another plainclothes officer came up, and the two of them worked together to "force" Zhao Jianhui to squat down. Zhao Jianhui thought to himself, if I didn't want to see what you guys wanted to do, you two guys? You can't make me squat even if you die of exhaustion.

Although Zhao Jianhui, who was handcuffed with his hands behind his back, was angry, he still squatted on the ground like the others according to the rules of these policemen. However, unlike the others who were almost naked, he was dressed neatly, not as embarrassed as those people.

Outside the bath center, there were no less than 30 police cars, with flashing lights, sometimes bright and sometimes dim, shining against each other. There were also many policemen standing outside. The streets were full of people watching the excitement, which was so crowded and spectacular. Oh, how many people are there now? It must be 12 o'clock now. Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but sigh in his heart. There are still so many people watching the excitement so late? And there are really some reporters carrying cameras. It seems that this "anti-pornography" has been carefully prepared and the battle is big enough.

Zhao Jianhui and the men with their hands handcuffed were taken to the police cars together. They were divided into more than ten cars. With the long sirens, nearly 20 to 30 police cars lined up in a long convoy and drove towards the flashing lights on the street. The red lights kept on and the road was smooth. It didn't take much time for the convoy to drive into a yard with a police badge.

Zhao Jianhui was detained separately from those who were arrested together. Zhao Jianhui enjoyed the treatment of a single cell. He thought that those men who were arrested with him would definitely not enjoy the same treatment as him.

For all this, Zhao Jianhui understood more clearly that this was a trap designed by others specifically for him. He just didn't know when the other party would come to confront him head-on?

There was only a pillow and a thin blanket on the single bed. Fortunately, the weather was in early autumn, so there was no need to worry about being too cold at night. Because the entrance to this room was a heavy iron door, even the small window close to the top of the wall was added with iron bars. The steel bars as thick as a thumb were not decorations in the eyes of ordinary people.

The handcuffs had been removed and the mobile phone had been confiscated. Zhao Jianhui sat on the bed, stretched out his hand to fiddle with the watch on his wrist, and said a few words in a low voice, as if he was talking to himself. Even if someone heard it, he would not care.

After waiting for a long time, no one came to interrogate him. Lying on the bed, he thought to himself, could it be that all the police went home to sleep? Being a policeman with such efficiency is very unacceptable. I don't know which branch these policemen belong to. I must deal with them seriously after I get out.

Just as I was thinking about it, there was a metal knock outside the door. Then, the iron door was pushed open from the outside, and two policemen walked in.

Zhao Jianhui turned over and sat up, but saw the two policemen who came in staring at him impatiently. "Damn it, you are so lucky that you can still lie on the bed and take a nap. We policemen are like grandsons. It's the middle of the night and we can't sleep. We still have to serve you. Come on, put this thing on yourself and follow us."

As he spoke, a policeman threw a pair of handcuffs on the ground in front of Zhao Jianhui with a clinking sound. Well, think about him, being a policeman is really not easy. It's no wonder that the police have bad tempers when they can't hug their wives to sleep in the middle of the night.

Zhao Jianhui felt sorry for the two policemen. If he were not here, he would have praised them as a director.

Thinking of this, Zhao Jianhui squatted on the ground and picked up the handcuffs. He put them on himself consciously. It is the glorious task of every citizen to cooperate with the police comrades! However, Zhao Jianhui's cooperation was a little too neat. His handcuffing skills were very smooth, which made the two policemen dumbfounded.

"Huh, I can't tell, do you wear it often?" The younger policeman was a little impatient. Seeing Zhao Jianhui's good performance, he opened his mouth to "praise" him.

The two policemen followed Zhao Jianhui closely on the left and right, and turned to another long corridor along the long corridor. The corridor was very long, the light was dim, and it was very quiet. Occasionally, they would meet policemen passing by, walking hurriedly, as if they were very busy.

Finally, they reached the end of the corridor. Zhao Jianhui was taken into a room by two policemen. Looking at the furnishings, he knew that this should be an interrogation room. Because the furnishings of this room are clear at a glance. There were two chairs and a small wooden table against the wall. In front of the wooden table, three meters away, there was another wooden chair, but the direction of the wooden chair was facing the two chairs behind the table.

On the desk was a computer, a printer, and a desk lamp. It was estimated that when the two people interrogated me later, one would ask questions while the other would take notes on the computer. There was also a standing lamp next to the table, which was a bit like a searchlight. It was probably used to illuminate the prisoners during the night interrogation.

One of the policemen gestured to Zhao Jianhui to sit on the lonely wooden chair in the middle of the room. The wooden chair had a unique shape and was different from the usual ones. It was specially used for prisoners to sit. After Zhao Jianhui sat on it, the two policemen closed the wooden boards on both sides of the chair armrests, just encircling his body, and his handcuffed hands were placed on the wooden boards. Except that his body could not move freely, it was not very uncomfortable.

The two policemen checked the wooden chair and found nothing abnormal, so they turned around and left the room.

Zhao Jianhui thought, after all the trouble, these two policemen were still interrogating me? Seeing so many police officers busy with this case, I was too bureaucratic before. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, how could I know that grassroots comrades worked so hard to handle cases?

Zhao Jianhui sat on this special wooden chair, waiting calmly for the police to come and question him. Not long after, he heard footsteps coming from outside the door. Following the sound, two policemen walked in, both in uniform. One of them was an old acquaintance. The first time was in the massage room, and this time should be the second time. It was the beautiful police officer called Captain Geng. Seeing her come in, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but be stunned. The interrogation of him actually dispatched the leader. Is my case very big?

A male policeman came in with the policewoman. He was quite young, about 25 or 26 years old, and looked quite handsome. He was holding a large plastic bag in his hand. As soon as he came in, he poured the contents of the bag on the table. In addition to mobile phones, there were also wallets, cigarettes, lighters and other items, which were poured on the table with ping-pong sounds.

Alas, can you be gentler? It's not yours, so you don't feel sorry at all? Zhao Jianhui sighed inwardly, these things on the table were all his treasures.

The male policeman pushed Zhao Jianhui's things aside, turned on the computer, and prepared to record the interrogation. The beautiful policewoman stared at Zhao Jianhui without blinking, which made Zhao Jianhui feel a little unhappy. Psychological warfare, right? Although I haven't tried a case since I became a policeman, I understand this.

All policemen are like this. They stare at you with a self-righteous look, staring at you until you feel weak, and then take advantage of the victory to conduct a surprise interrogation. For those prisoners with unsophisticated psychological qualities, this trick often has unexpected effects.

Alas, they are all our own people, is it necessary? Zhao Jianhui muttered in his heart, and returned the policewoman's eyes with a smile, but his face was an expression that was hard to understand.

Zhao Jianhui didn't look at the policewoman's face carefully in the massage room last night. He just felt that she was very beautiful at first. At that time, he thought she looked very much like Geng Xiaoli, but he couldn't be sure if she was her relative. Now that they were sitting face to face, it was convenient for Zhao Jianhui to look at her carefully.

Beautiful, really beautiful, Zhao Jianhui admired sincerely in his heart, the short hair that looked capable and black and shiny, the big eyes like autumn water under the dark eyebrows with appropriate thickness, long eyelashes, delicate little Yao nose, and the warm red lips, people couldn't help but want to kiss her, beautiful woman, a first-class beauty.

Like, really like, no matter from which aspect, this policewoman looks very similar to Geng Xiaoli, the nose, eyes, chin, eyebrows, and diamond-shaped red lips, no matter how you look at it, they look exactly the same as Geng Xiaoli. If she was a few years older, Zhao Jianhui almost couldn't help shouting out the three words "Director Geng".

Zhao Jianhui's gaze softened as he stared at the beautiful policewoman, but unfortunately, the policewoman's beautiful eyes were cold, and now a hint of anger flashed, and the anger was growing stronger and stronger, and was about to explode. When Zhao Jianhui realized that the policewoman's eyes were unfriendly, an angry snort sounded in his ears.