Chapter 397 Friendship Between Classmates

Han Qian came to Cheng Jin for this reason. Even if there was no such thing at the moment, Han Qian could still get Cheng Jin to agree. But now he didn’t have to waste his words. Han Qian was relieved. Cheng Jin was kicking as he walked. Han Qian's butt, said angrily.

"Little bastard, you're really blind if you don't want to be a businessman. Are you thinking about how to plot against me all day long? Huh?"

Han Qian covered his butt and whispered.

"Accident, accident!"

Cai Qinghu said angrily to Cheng Jin.

"Don't kick my husband!"

The four of them walked into the interrogation room. Han Qian looked at the man with handcuffs and shackles. He was stunned, and the man was also stunned.

What does it mean that enemies don't get together, or that this guy slapped Yan Qingqing and was knocked unconscious by Han Qian.

Han Qian couldn't help but sneered and cursed.

"Oh shit."

This sentence made Cheng Jin and Li Jinhai put down their ugly expressions.

Han Qian knows him.

But Han Qian didn't speak. He turned around and looked at Cheng Jin with a sly smile.

"Lao Cheng, please sign the contract first."

After saying this, Li Jinhai put his foot on Han Qian's butt and roared angrily.

"Can he still run away? Please give me some time, kid."

Han Qian rubbed his butt and muttered that it was not his second uncle. Then when he saw Li Jinhai was about to attack again, Han Qian hurriedly avoided it, walked forward and squatted in front of the man, took out a cigarette, lit it and put it in the man's mouth. , sighed.

"The pain in your forehead doesn't hurt anymore, right? You shouldn't have hit Yan Qingqing in the first place, otherwise nothing would have happened to you. Feng Lun should have given you a lot of money, right? Why didn't you run away? What should I do if it's causing trouble now?"

The man took a long puff of cigarette, looked at Han Qian with confused eyes, and said doubtfully.

"What are you talking about? I don't know you."

"It doesn't matter whether you recognize him or not. I'm quite curious. The last time Feng Lun came back to arrest me, why weren't you there?"

Facing Han Qian's questions, the man became very calm, smoking a cigarette and smiling at Han Qian.

"I don't know you, what are you talking about? I don't know Feng Lun either. I've already admitted that I do take drugs. Are you using me as a pretext if you can't catch the criminal?"

Han Qian sighed after hearing this.

"Why don't you admit it? We almost had a fight in the van, and you forgot about it? And..."

"Mr. Sir, wait a minute. I have a few questions to ask him. Mayor Cheng, Director Li, can you go out first? Leave Han Qian and me here. After I finish asking, you can continue the interrogation, okay?"

There was a hint of pleading in Cai Qinghu's tone. Cheng Jin looked confused, but did not refuse. Cai Qinghu was indeed qualified to interrogate.

Several people left the interrogation room. Han Qian stood up and leaned on the desk. Cai Qinghu picked up the information on the desk and took a look at it. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and spoke softly.

"Do you know me?"

The man raised his head and looked at Cai Qinghu. The next second his eyes showed obscenity and he smiled lewdly.

"If you were underneath me, maybe I would know you."

Before he finished speaking, Han Qian had already stepped forward and grabbed the guy's collar and raised his fist, but today Cai Qinghu opened his mouth to stop Han Qian.

"Ms. sir!"

It was no longer coquettish, but a very serious tone. Han Qian let go of this guy with an ugly expression on his face.

Cai Qinghu sat on a chair and said softly.

"Jiang Song, right?"

The man laughed sarcastically.

"You can also call me brother Qing, and I will call you husband. Is he your concubine?"

At this time, Han Qian's anger was full, but Cai Qinghu did not allow him to take action. Facing Jiang Song's provocation and verbal humiliation, Cai Qinghu was not angry at all. He raised his head and looked Jiang Song in the eyes and said softly.

"You graduated from Dupan City No. 7 Senior High School in high school, right? What class are you in?"

Jiang Song was also a little confused at this time. Is this news useful? He curled his lips and replied.

"From Class Six."

"Your class teacher's name is Liu Hongyan, and your English teacher's name is Liu Xiaohui, right? She is tall, wears glasses, and was in love with the music teacher at the time."

Cai Qinghu's tone was low and gentle, as if he was reminiscing with an old friend.

Jiang Song tilted his head and looked at Cai Qinghu. The hand holding the cigarette trembled. The light in his eyes was slowly dissipating. Cai Qinghu raised his head and sighed, saying softly.

"Do you still remember your monitor's name?"

"Cai···Qing···"

"It's me! Jiang Song, I never thought that after so many years, my old classmate would be here for the first time."

Cai Qinghu's tears fell.

Classmates for three years, the friendship of classmates.

One became a prosecutor, and the other became a drug addict, and also participated in the tragedy of the Mid-Autumn Festival Party.

The cigarette in Jiang Song's hand fell to the ground, his eyes became dim, and he choked. He tried his best to lower his head so that his face would not be seen. The choking slowly turned into crying.

He never expected that it would be his classmates who were interrogating him at this moment. Recalling what he just said, Jiang Song covered his face with his hands and burst into tears.

"No, I'm not Jiang Song, my class teacher is not Liu Hongyan, my class teacher is not Cai Qinghu...Ah, no, it's nothing. Han Qian, please let someone take me away. I plead guilty. I'm guilty of all crimes." Admit it, I don’t have the shame to hold on for one second in front of my squad leader, I beg you, I plead guilty, I plead guilty.”

Jiang Song covered his face and cried bitterly.

He collapsed.

When he was caught, he had made all preparations. No matter who identified him or what evidence there was, he would only plead guilty to taking drugs and not to the Mid-Autumn Festival Party.

But he never expected that the person interrogating him here today would be his high school monitor, the monitor who took the trouble to help him with his homework, the monitor who quarreled with the dean for school uniforms and books because of him, a borrowed student.

Cai Qinghu's tears couldn't stop falling and he choked.

"When you were a freshman in high school, your grades were not good. When you were a sophomore in high school, you were already able to keep up with your classmates. When you were a junior in high school, you were already in the top 20 in the entire year. I remember that your best result was a perfect score in math." The eighth place in the year group, the whole class is celebrating for you, but... why is the meeting of old classmates here, I would rather not be this prosecutor!"

"No...no...it's not me. Monitor, you admit your mistake. It's not me...Han Qian, I beg you, please take me away. I plead guilty. I was the one who slapped Yan Qingqing. Yes." You smashed my head on the floor tiles. I did get a lot of money, but I took drugs and squandered it. I beg you, don’t let me here anymore. I don’t have the face to face my classmates. He is my monitor. , Han Qian, I beg you."

The last straw for Jiang Song was just because her squad leader was a prosecutor and he was a criminal.

A gangster who dared to kill and rob with a gun for money could not face his classmates.

Jiang Song covered his face and cried like a child. He kept begging and hitting the horizontal panel in front of the chair.

He collapsed.

Han Qian waved at the surveillance camera. Within two minutes, Cheng Jin and Li Jinhai rushed into the interrogation room. Han Qian supported Cai Qinghu, who was choking and crying, and prepared to leave. When Cai Qinghu was about to go out, Jiang Song shouted.

"Monitor! I didn't kill anyone! I only took drugs. I didn't do anything bad. When I get out of prison, can I still be your old classmate? Can I go back to see our teacher?"

Cai Qinghu was crying and speechless, and nodded vigorously.

"Um!"

Her legs became weak and when she walked out of the interrogation room, Jiang Song heard the cry of her squad leader.

Han Qian supported Cai Qinghu all the way out of the city bureau and sat in the car. Cai Qinghu grabbed Han Qian's arm and asked why things were like this and why there was such a coincidence. Han Qian smoked without speaking or comforting him.

Because this is Cai Qinghu's life lesson, she needs to learn by herself and cross this hurdle.

After crying, Cai Qinghu wiped his tears and said with a trembling voice.

"I'm going to heal my wounds. I'm going to find Qingsi. My husband... I'll go find you in a few days."

Han Qian nodded and did not let Cai Qinghu get out of the car. Instead, he drove her to the airport. Looking at Cai Qinghu's disappearing back, Han Qian lit his cigarette again.

Fucking life.

A bloody experience.

But these are the most deceptive tears.