Chapter 1: Are you sick?

  Finally, under the aim of several guns, Tang Chong hugged Qiuyi Han and got up, then carefully handed him over to a policeman.

  In the process of handing over, Qiuyi Han's body twitched and he woke up suddenly, as if he had a nightmare.

  She took a look at the policeman's face, then hugged Tang Chong's neck tightly and refused to let go.

  "Let me go first, okay? We need to follow Uncle Police back for investigation." Tang Chong said with a smile.

  Qiu Yi Han didn't say a word, she just tightly hugged Tang Chong's neck and wouldn't let go, her fingers were white with tension.

  "We still have to go down the mountain. You can't let me carry you all the way down, that's too cruel." Tang Chong said with a smile.

  Qiu Yi Han still didn't speak, and instead hugged Tang Chong even tighter.

  Hua Ming walked up to the dark-faced police officer and said: "Big brother, she's his girlfriend. If not, then let him hold her?"

  "That has to be separate." The black-faced policeman said with a dark face. From his standpoint, he had to control the suspect immediately. Otherwise, if he suddenly repented, wouldn't that girl become a tool for him to deal with them?

  Huā Míng had no choice but to persuade him, "Autumn Cold, why don't you come down and walk with us? We can't delay any longer. We have to investigate the matter as soon as possible. Otherwise, Tang Zhong will be in big trouble."

  The eyelashes that were cold with autumn intent blinked and finally loosened their grip on Tang Chong's neck.

  Tang Chong had just put her down when two police officers rushed over and handcuffed him.

  Tang Chong did not resist and could not resist either.

  He's very concerned, but being concerned is useless.

  The path down the mountain from Jade Maiden Peak was impassable to vehicles, so they had to walk down. At the foot of the mountain, two police vans and a police car were already waiting. The black-faced policeman had several officers escort Tang Chong into one van, while Hua Ming, Liang Tao, Yu Zhouwei, and Qiu Yihan got into another police car with two other officers. He himself sat in the special police vehicle. The old Daoist was still unconscious, so someone had to stay behind at the foot of the mountain to watch him. A doctor would be sent over soon to check on his condition.

  The Yúnǚshān Police Station is located next to the Yúnǚshān Railway Station, a two-story small building. There is no large courtyard, and the entrance is directly opposite the platform and railway tracks.

  The car stopped at the entrance, and Tang Chong was taken into a separate interrogation room, isolating him from his roommates Hua Ming, Liang Tao, and another person involved in the incident, Qiu Yihan.

  Not long after, the black-faced policeman came in with a young male police officer wearing glasses.

  He casually pulled over a chair and sat down in front of Tang Chong, lit a cigarette, and the policeman behind him quickly ran out to find an ashtray.

  He spat out a mouthful of tobacco foam and said: "Name."

  "Thank you."

  "Gender."

  "This time, Tang Chong didn't respond with 'you asked for it'."

  "Native place."

  Qingyun City, Hongshan County.

  "Give me your ID card." The black-faced policeman said. Maybe he thought this interrogation was too troublesome.

  "The things on me have already been taken away by your police officers," Tang Chong said.

  The black-faced policeman turned around and glanced at that male policeman, who immediately understood and quickly ran out.

  Tang Chong let out a soft sigh.

  The officials are so powerful that they can crush people to death. Those who can enter this system are all extraordinary figures. So many clever people are fighting and competing with each other, it's really a magnificent show. No wonder the official culture of China has been so rich and colorful for thousands of years.

  "Tell me what happened." The dark-faced policeman spat out a wad of phlegm and said.

  Tang Chong told the truth without hiding anything. He didn't even intentionally slant the facts in his own favor - because he was originally in the right on this matter.

  He was indeed here for a hike, who knew he'd run into a pervert?

  The bespectacled policeman walked in, holding a black bag. Inside the bag were Tang Zhong's mobile phone, wallet and other belongings.

  The officer with the dark face pulled out Tang Zhong's wallet, took out his ID card, looked at the photo on the ID card, and then looked at Tang Zhong again, saying: "A child who used to be so clean and handsome is now crippled."

  Bang!

  The black-faced policeman slapped a palm on the table in front of Tang Chong, causing the ashtray to jump up and fall back down with a buzzing sound.

  "Tang Chong, I have to remind you that what you've done is extremely heinous." The dark-faced police officer scolded with a stern face. "We've found the body you mentioned in your report, and I just went to see it - it's shocking! It's unbearable to look at. Are you a student? When did Nan Da produce such a student? Calling you a butcher or a killer is not even an exaggeration."

  "The forensic doctor from the municipal bureau will be here soon, and at that time, an autopsy will be performed on the body - all the evidence is against you. If I were you, I would confess my crime immediately. In this way, the judge can still give a lighter sentence during the trial. If you persist in your mistake and still hold unrealistic illusions - then you are making a big miscalculation."

  "I will definitely cooperate actively. I will speak without hiding anything, and I will not speak if it's not true." Tang Zhong nodded repeatedly, as if intimidated by the dark-faced police officer's words.

  "Alright, now recount what happened at that time again." The black-faced policeman said. "This time, a record will be made. Wanting to change it won't be easy. Tang Chong, your future depends on whether your attitude is sincere enough now."

  "I'm absolutely honest. I won't hide anything at all." Tang Chong said. The fact was originally in his favor, and only an idiot would hide it. "I took the initiative to call the police, just wanting to ask the police brothers for justice."

  "Let's get started." The black-faced officer sneered and said.

  Then Tang Chong recounted it again, and the bespectacled policeman took notes with a file folder.

  After Tang Chong finished speaking, the dark-faced policeman slapped his hand on the table again.

  This still didn't relieve his anger, so he kicked the broken wooden table in front of him.

  The table flipped over towards Tang Zhong's sitting position and slammed into his body.

  Tang Zhong stretched out his foot and pressed it against the wooden table, which finally couldn't be overturned anymore.

  "You damn well. You little brat, do you want to die? Treating us like fools and playing with us. What's the difference between what you said this time and last time?" The black-faced police officer scolded loudly, still wanting to come up and kick Tang Chong a few more times.

  "Calm down," Tang Zhong said in a calm tone. "I'm just a student. No matter how this case is judged, it will eventually be blown up big time, and even the school will come forward... If you hit me now, I'll tell the media that you used violence to force a confession out of me later on, which won't be good for you either?"

  "Damn it. You still dare to threaten me." The black-faced police officer was furious, clenching his fists and about to rush towards Tang Chong.

  "If you don't think for yourself, then consider it a threat." Tang Zhong sneered. "I've even killed people, and I'm still worried about getting beaten up? You've ruined the reputation of the police force, and your outcome won't be too good, will it?"

  "The black-faced police officer couldn't scold anymore."

  He's not afraid of tarnishing the police reputation. Which station doesn't use a bit of 'private methods' when interrogating suspects?

  The key is that Tang Zhong's previous sentence made him feel a chill.

  "I've even killed people, what's a beating to me?"

  Yes. The Taoist priest was the one who killed him. He just came back and went to see the victim's body, both eyes were completely destroyed, blood-soaked, head smashed, body flattened, and there was some unknown **oozing out of his lower body.

  He didn't know which of the wounds on his body were inflicted by Tang Zhong and which were caused by falling from a great height ----- but those two scars above his eyes must have been done by Tang Zhong.

  A young student dared to hold a knife and stab through an adult's two eyes. Is such a person really someone who can confess with just one beating?

  Because he was too young, I almost treated him as an ordinary prisoner.

  Seeing the black-faced policeman calm down, Tang Zhong also put his heart at ease.

  Before those he was waiting for arrived, he didn't want to be beaten up by them for nothing.

  Someone is knocking at the door.

  "Who is it?" the black-faced policeman shouted loudly. But in his heart, he was somewhat grateful to the guy who knocked on the door outside. Otherwise, he would have been really embarrassed standing in this house.

  Who has ever been threatened by a little guy with two sentences and stopped halfway? If it gets out, how can he lead the people under his hand?

  "Captain, there's a situation." Someone outside the door reported and said.

  The black-faced policeman pointed at Tang Chong and said to the bespectacled policeman: "Keep an eye on him."

  "Yes. Captain." The bespectacled man replied loudly.

  The black-faced policeman opened the door and came out, asking: "What's going on?"

  Standing at the door was a mature and serious middle-aged policeman. He looked at the black-faced officer and said in a low voice, "Captain, things are getting out of hand."

  "What's wrong with you? Wang Haoran. Stop being so wishy-washy like a woman. If you have something to say, say it straight out; if you have gas, let it rip." The dark-faced police officer scolded impatiently.

  "She is Ah Qiu Hongtu's daughter," said the middle-aged policeman.

  "Who is Qiuhongtu's daughter? Who is Qiuhongtu?" The black-faced policeman asked in confusion.

  "It's getting chilly in autumn." The middle-aged policeman said. "That girl who was hugging the suspect is Qiu Hongtu, the chairman of the Hongda Group. A super-rich man ranked among the top ten on the Forbes list."

  The black-faced policeman was stunned and said, "Impossible? How could Ahu's daughter run to this godforsaken place with a murderer? Old Wang, did you make a mistake?"

  "I didn't believe it at first either," said the middle-aged policeman with a hint of grievance. "Later, after repeated verification, she herself admitted it. Moreover, she asked to make a phone call to her father - I haven't approved it yet. Captain, how do you think we should handle this?"

  "Let her hit him," the black-faced policeman cursed. "What's the use of calling if her identity is fake? If her identity is real, can we stop this matter?"

  "Yes. Captain. I'll go arrange it now." The middle-aged policeman walked away quickly.

  The black-faced policeman did not immediately enter, but stood at the door and looked through the gap at Tang Chong, who was sitting there with a calm face.

  That beautiful girl if she really is the daughter of Qiu Hongtu, then who is he?

  (PS: "Fireworks King" is exclusively released on Zongheng. No matter where you are, I hope you can come to Zongheng and give Old Liu a little support. One collection, one click, one sentence of flattery - all will make Old Liu's heart bloom with joy and write frantically. You think women are easy to deceive, but in fact, Old Liu is even easier to deceive than women. I also know that many people have come specifically to show their support. I'm really grateful.)