eurekapd Chapter 121 Interrogation 3
Chapter 121 Interrogation 3
As soon as Wen Shujin entered the monitoring room, everyone turned to look at her, with fear, inquiry, and admiration in their eyes.
Wen Shujin reminded him: "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you go and catch them?"
Huangfu Haoran sighed and ordered his men to arrest him: "You said you have such a bad temper, and in front of so many people, aren't you afraid that it will get out?"
Wen Shujin suddenly looked up and stared at him: "You can solve it."
Huangfu Haoran's mouth twitched: "Thank you."
"You're welcome." Wen Shujin accepted the apology without hesitation.
Well, Wen Shujin was just pretending not to hear what he said. He was too lazy to play Tai Chi anymore and asked directly: "If he doesn't tell me, are you really going to kill his child?"
Wen Shujin looked at him in shock: "How is that possible?"
"So you said you want to give him the ashes?" Huangfu Haoran frowned.
Wen Shujin glanced at him as if he were an idiot: "Your police station collects so many corpses every day, can't you just burn them and take them away?"
Several police officers nearby heard this and nodded: "Sure enough, I was wondering why Miss Wen, such a good person, would do such a cruel thing."
Huangfu Haoran covered his head and didn't want to talk to Wen Shujin anymore. He could only make himself angry to death.
Wen Shujin certainly wouldn't kill Zhao Peng's child, but she could still crush Zhao Peng to dust. Of course, she didn't say this out loud, fearing that Huangfu Haoran would stare at her every day.
While Wen Shujin was investigating the factory fire, An Yuyun had an appointment with An Yushen.
The private room was set up in the Peace Hotel. An Yushen was wearing a suit, a black coat, and a black hat on his head. He looked very imposing.
Every step he took was filled with anger, and there was no smile on his face. People around him didn't dare to speak, for fear that he would pull out a gun and kill them.
As soon as An Yushen came in, he saw his good sister An Yuyun.
He stared at An Yuyun with a gloomy face for a while: "Did you do this?"
An Yuyun smiled gently: "What did you say, brother? What did I do? I just want to be reunited with you."
An Yushen pulled out his gun and pressed it against her temple: "An Yujun, where did you take them?"
An Yuyun was not nervous at all when a gun was pointed at her head: "Brother, please sit down and have a cup of tea with me."
An Yu took a few deep breaths before calming down and sitting down. He stared at her coldly: "What are you going to do?"
An Yuyun's expression was gentle as she picked up some food for him. "This is what my brother likes to eat. At that time, my brother always let me choose first, but I didn't dare. I was afraid that this warmth would disappear in the blink of an eye, so I always asked you what you like to eat."
"You like pomegranate wine, sweets, especially apricot blossom pastry, and your favorite dish is Dongpo pork..." She listed all the things An Yushen loved to eat.
An Yushen looked in the direction of his sight and saw a table full of dishes, all of which were his favorites, and there were even some that he had casually mentioned as delicious.
An Yushen's frown relaxed a little, but when he thought of what the woman in front of him had done, he sneered: "Ms. Pan, have you forgotten your original name?"
An Yuyun was stunned and put down her chopsticks: "Brother, do we have to get to this point?"
"I'm not your brother!" An Yushen looked at her without a trace of emotion in his eyes. "Not killing you is already my greatest mercy."
An Yujun didn't say anything, staring at An Yushen, her eyes slowly cooling down: "Yes, I'm not your sister, but after all, we have been brother and sister for so many years, right? Is there really no feeling at all?"
Seeing the stubborn An Yujun, An Yushen said, "An Yujun, you are ambitious and ruthless, just as much as I am. Where did you take my wife and the others?"
An Yuyun raised her eyebrows: "Brother, I don't understand what you are saying."
An Yushen pointed his gun at An Yuyun again: "Don't force me to kill you now."
An Yuyun laughed when she heard this: "Kill me? If you kill me, what will happen to my sister-in-law, Aze, and your sister? After all, I have already ordered that if I die here, they will be killed."
An Yushen closed his eyes. He used to trust An Yuyun too much. He never hid anything about the gang from her. He never stopped her from interfering in the gang and let her place her men in it.
He really couldn't imagine that his brother, who had been through thick and thin with him, was actually An Yuyun's man, who betrayed him time and time again. No wonder he was always a step slow when investigating the truth. It turned out that many people around him were arranged by An Yuyun.
"What are you going to do?" An Yushen looked at her coldly, his eyes full of murderous intent. If possible, he would use all the methods he used on others on this vicious woman.
An Yuyun's expression softened, her eyes filled with calculation and ruthlessness: "What do you think, brother?"
An Yushen closed his eyes and put away his gun after a while: "The cooperation with the Wen family will continue."
An Yujun shook her head: "That won't do. My brother still has a few things to do."
An Yushen stared at her, his hands clenched into fists, his joints creaking, as if he would kill this woman in the next moment.
"I promise you, but if they get hurt in any way, I will never let you and your children go." An Yushen took one last look at her and turned away.
Guanghui Mobile is an old mobile phone manufacturer. It used to be a well-known enterprise in Jing'an. However, later Wen Shujin's Jiawei came out of nowhere, and all the old mobile phones fell into decline.
Their mobile phones became unpopular overnight, and the large quantities of products they produced and the large amounts of raw materials they purchased were all useless.
Except for some factories with longer experience that are struggling to survive, the others have basically been eliminated.
Those who made mobile phones either went bankrupt or were acquired to provide downstream raw materials to Wen Shujin.
Many workers lost their jobs as a result, and these bosses had enough reasons to hate Wen Shujin and designed the bombing.
Chen Xiong, the boss of Guanghui Mobile Phone, was taken to the police station. The man was in his forties, but surprisingly, although he looked young, his temples were already gray.
He sat there, very quietly, and didn't seem at all surprised at being caught.
The police were interrogating him: "Did you pay Zhao Peng to blow up the Jiawei factory?"
He smiled gently and elegantly: "Do you have any evidence?"
"Zhao Peng has confessed everything. You were the one who paid him to blow up Jiawei, right?" the police continued to ask.
Hearing Zhao Peng admit that he had paid him, a trace of fear flashed across his eyes, but he quickly recovered: "Does he have any evidence to prove what he said? I can even sue him for defamation."
The police heard the man still practicing Tai Chi and became angry: "Are you deliberately making excuses?"
Chen Xiong shrugged. "Sir, this is a society ruled by law. We value evidence. If you can't produce any evidence, how can you prove that I bribed him to blow up Jiawei?"
The two men looked at each other. This man was not easy to deal with and had a certain social status. They had no evidence, and if they beat him directly, they might be sued in court.
Huangfu Haoran frowned. This man was too calm and much more difficult to deal with than Zhao Peng. Beating and torture would probably be of no use.
He glanced at Wen Shujin and saw that her face was calm and expressionless. He was afraid that Wen Shujin would go in and hit the prisoner's legs, so he decided to interrogate him himself.