Chapter 1601: Plead guilty

The policeman sitting in the driver’s seat complained very upset: “What’s the matter? After arriving at the Interpol Team, no major cases have been solved. When they were able to show off, he would eat and drink with Secretary Huang in the Furong Building, but let Zheng Brother, you are here to watch the middle of the week."

"That's right, Zheng Ge's discussion of seniority, ability, and combat exploits, how can he be better than that Cai Baozi? Why should he be the captain!" The other policemen were also aggrieved.

A little policeman at the back said with a disdainful yin and yang, "Who makes someone marry a good wife?"

Zheng Lan heard everyone complaining. In fact, he was uncomfortable in his heart, but there were some things he couldn't say nonsense.

"Okay, don't complain. We are the police, and it is our duty to catch the bad guys. There are so many complaints." Zheng Lan said to several people.

"Brother Zheng, aren't we complaining about you!" Everyone said, but they were still very convinced of Zheng Lan.

At this time, the policeman in the driver's seat suddenly changed his face seriously, and he pointed to the Porsche coming down from the highway and shouted: "Brother Zheng, look, is it that car?"

Zheng Lan immediately looked at the Porsche, and when he saw the license plate number, he affirmed: "Yes, it is this car. I took this car out in the morning and midweek."

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"Are we arrested now?" Several police officers asked solemnly.

Zheng Lan thought for a while and shook her head and said, "Don't, keep up with him. Now midweek is not even a suspect. We have no real evidence to show that he did it by hanging Huang Shao on the door. It only depends on Huang Shao's words. There is no conviction at all, and it is not good to be arrested publicly, so I can ask him to assist in the investigation."

"Good!" The little policeman started the police car and followed Zhou Zhong and Han Li's Porsche.

The police car noticed it in midweek as soon as it followed, but it ignored it in midweek and asked Han Li to continue driving home.

Soon Porsche drove back to the villa, and the police car drove up. As soon as Zhou Zhong and Han Li got out of the car, Zheng Lan immediately followed with a few police cars.

"Mr. Zhou, right? Could you please wait a minute!"

Zheng Lan stepped forward with a serious face, and several small policemen quickly surrounded him, fearing that they would run away in midweek.

At the same time, six big men in black suits got out of the Mercedes-Benz and Warriors off-road vehicles listening next to them. The speed of several people was very fast. The last hair came first, and they went to Zhou Zhong first. Zheng Lan was blocked by several people.

"The police handle the case! You need to ask Mr. Zhou to cooperate and go to the Public Security Bureau to assist in the investigation." Zheng Lan saw these men in black suits look resolute and tall, and knew they were Lianjiazi, frowned and said seriously.

The middle-aged small inch head on the Mercedes-Benz looked calm, and said without any emotion in his voice: "Mr. Zhou wants to go with us."

"Who are you? Do you bother the police to handle the case?" Zheng Lan's face suddenly turned ugly. Seeing a few people like this may be retired special forces. It is normal to live in villas and drive luxury cars in the middle of the week. It is normal to have several bodyguards, but use bodyguards. To counter law enforcement, the nature is different.

"Who are we? You don't have the right to know!" Xiao Cuntou, despite his loyal appearance, is really crazy when talking, and makes Zheng Lan angry enough.

"Don't think that being a soldier is great, you won't have any privileges after you are discharged!" Zheng Lan said angrily.

In the middle of the week, I knew that Xiaocuntou must have been sent by Commander Li, so he asked, "What time is the plane?"

Xiao Cuntou replied respectfully: "There is still an hour and a half!"

In the middle of the week, he thought for a while and nodded: "That's it, I'll go and see them first. Time should be too late."

"We are with you." Xiao Cuntou said.

In the middle of the week, I thought it would be okay, and we left together when we were done, so he agreed: "That's OK, let's go."

Zheng Lan didn't expect that Midweek would go with him so happily, and didn't even ask them why they were looking for him in Midweek.

For a while, Zheng Lan was a little bit confused about Zhou Zhong. He has been a criminal police officer for more than ten years. He has seen any kind of prisoners, but Zhou Zhong has never seen him like this.

"Mr. Zhou, please get in the car." Zheng Lan pointed at the police car and said.

In the middle of the week, he smiled and said: "Go on, I will sit and follow you."

"No, **** us!" another policeman said sharply. He ran away in the middle of the week in a terrible way. This is a matter of great importance. Secretary Huang blamed them and these little policemen could not afford it.

Mid-Zhou looked at the little policeman and asked with a sneer, "Am I guilty? Are you arresting me or asking me?"

"This..." The little policeman suddenly became speechless, because they really didn't have the right to catch midweek.

Zheng Lan hesitated and said, "Well, Mr. Zhou drove his car to follow."

Several small policemen stopped talking, seeming to think it was risky, but Zheng Lan stopped them with his eyes, and the group got into the car, and then left and drove towards the Jiangling City Public Security Bureau.

A police car cleared the road. It was a very fast road, and soon arrived at the Public Security Bureau. Zheng Lan led the middle of the week into the interrogation room. In the middle of the week, Han Li and Xiao Cuntou waited outside the interrogation room.

As soon as he entered the interrogation room, Zheng Lan said directly to Zhou Zhong: "Zhou Zhong, have you pleaded guilty?"

In the middle of the week, he was taken aback for a while, thinking that the policeman was quite interesting. It was the first time he had seen a policeman hear this.

"What am I guilty of?" Midweek asked amusedly.

"You injured Huang Shao badly, and you hung up on the gate of the municipal party committee. You still don't plead guilty?" Zheng Lan asked in a deep voice.