Chapter 890: Is This Considered Private Interrogation?

Chapter 890 Is it considered private torture?

In the room, Zhou Kang could clearly hear the conversation between the two police officers. He thought to himself that this is what happened. This thing was really ridiculous. It was even more surprising than what was shown in the movie.

As soon as he entered the door, his face was as gloomy as water, and he asked with a dark face: "What are you doing? Where is your instructor?"

"Ah... Director, Director Zhou, our instructor is on the second floor..." Although the two junior police officers did not have much organization, they could still recognize Zhou Kang's face. As soon as the two people saw Director Zhou pushing the door open, they quickly stood up and pointed upstairs.

"Who gave you the right to try the case? Nonsense, do you know who you are?" Zhou Kang looked at the girls squatting in the corner, turned to the people following him and said: "Zheng Xuezeng and Zhang Yanan, you two stay here and make a good record of the interrogation of these girls. Don't make it difficult for them."

The two policemen behind him, a man and a woman, nodded in unison. Zhou Kang and the other four people turned around and walked out again.

The interrogation room on the second floor of the police station is very small, with only an iron table and two chairs. Zhao Shuying was wearing a black skirt and sitting on the chair behind the table. The other chair was empty, and the police station instructor Ai Xiaohu stood beside the table. Opposite the iron table was a special iron chair fixed to the ground.

There is no backrest on the back of this chair, just a steel pipe across the waist. The handrails on both sides are very high. They are made of steel pipes with a U-shaped steel pipe welded on top. The U-shaped steel pipe is covered with a layer of rubber. But those are not really for the prisoner to use as armrests. Instead, the prisoner's arms are clamped on the U-shaped tubes on both sides, and then the prisoner's arms are handcuffed to the rings on the sides of the chair legs.

The front of the iron chair is close to the ground, and there are two steel pipes extending forward about half a meter. The front ends of the steel pipes are cut off from the iron chains of the handcuffs and two buckles are welded directly to them.

The prisoner's hands and feet are handcuffed like this. It's difficult to move his body. Even if he wants to commit suicide, he can't do it because there is nothing he can touch within the range of movement of his head. anything.

Now, Liu Juan's little cousin Chu Chu is handcuffed like this. The clothes on her body were soaked through, and there were big beads of sweat flowing on her forehead.

Obviously, they had been rude to her just now. What's more obvious is that Chu Chu, who looks weak, is still gritting his teeth and persisting. Zhao Shuying didn't ask her what she wanted.

Ai Xiaohu took a sip of tea and thought about how to tame this cute and pure little fierce horse. The woman that Secretary Zhao used was indeed not ordinary and beautiful. If only... He was so engrossed in his thoughts that even someone pushed the door open. He didn't even know he came in.

Zhao Shuying held an electric baton in his hand, and the expression on his face seemed a little cold. "Little ###, tell me, where did you hide the house book? If you don't tell me, don't blame me for being rude."

"I am ###, who is your father? Geez... If I were ###, your father would be a wolf in human skin... Do you know how he got me? I'll eat him , drink from him, live in the house he bought for me, all this is what he should compensate me for - that is what he should pay me, why should I give it to you?" Chu Chu stared with big eyes? Looking at Zhao Shuying, he was not afraid of the electric baton in her hand at all.

Back then, when Chuchu was still a sophomore in college, she met Zhao Qijun at a classmate's birthday party. Her beauty and innocence immediately attracted Zhao Qijun's heart.

Since then, when she went out to play with that classmate, she actually ran into this kind-looking old uncle several times. After another dinner party, Chu Chu, who had only had a few glasses of wine, was so drunk that she passed out. When she woke up, she found that her naked sashimi body was lying next to her. She was actually the older man who could be his father. old man.

Chuchu had cried and made trouble before, but the old man's gentle words almost scared her to death: "Since it's already like this, why are you still making trouble? Follow me from now on, and I can't keep it." It will make you suffer a little bit of grievance. If you dare to disobey me, don’t say that no one will know about your death. Even if it is your family, I want to deal with them with just one sentence..." Looking at the old man With a fierce look on her face, Chu Chu was still a little doubtful at first. , but her classmate whispered in her ear: "Chu Chu, don't blame me. In fact, I am doing this for your own good. If Mayor Zhao likes us, that is our blessing. Look at my usual Eat, play, wear, and live in Is there anything in this house that Mayor Zhao didn’t give me? Nowadays, college students are nothing after graduation. They can’t even find a job. As long as they follow Mayor Zhao, it’s not like they have to be in trouble. If there is wind, it will rain..."

He is the mayor, the mayor of a provincial city? It wasn't until that time that Chu Chu learned Zhao Qijun's identity. Her family was not wealthy, and her parents had to live frugally to support her in school and endured hardships. The most useful relative in my family is probably cousin Liu Juan, but she is nothing compared to the mayor of a provincial city.

She has experienced a lot of ups and downs over the years. The scene of picking up and dropping off the sisters who were somewhat of a school beauty in the school every night once shocked her heart.

It is said that the family conditions of this female classmate who comforted her were not very good, but looking at the clothes she wore and the bag she carried in her arms, Chuchu still envied her.

Knowing Zhao Qijun's identity, Chuchu understood that the old man's words just now were not completely to scare her. He could really make a person like her disappear.

Seeing that she stopped crying, Zhao Qijun smiled and hugged her waist again: "Don't worry, you will have everything that Nana has. I will buy you another house in this community tomorrow. You two sisters will live together as neighbors, and I don't have to run back and forth at night..."

From then on, Chuchu also became one of those women whom she originally despised in her heart. She went to school during the day and waited for Zhao Qijun's visit in the house bought for her at night. Zhao Qijun not only registered her name on the property certificate, but also transferred 10,000 yuan to her card on time like a salary every month.

As time went by, Zhao Qijun was promoted from the position of mayor to secretary, and her pocket money also increased from 10,000 yuan a month to 20,000 yuan.

Now, from Zhao Shuying's mouth, she knew that Zhao Qijun was actually sick and very sick. She was not worried whether Zhao Qijun would wake up, but she was only worried about how to live in the future. She had been accustomed to the days of luxury for more than a year. Chuchu knew that she could not stand it anymore when she returned to the life of not being able to eat well and only wearing street goods.

It is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality. Just like the youth she paid for is gone forever, she never wants to go back to that kind of life.

However, Zhao Shuying, this woman, actually wanted to take away her house. This was bought by Zhao Qijun for her, and she deserved it. It was the reward for her as a girl who was a mistress for more than a year. Why should she let her take it?

Defending the property rights of this house is to defend Chuchu's future life and her own hard work. Therefore, even though she was kicked several times by the policeman, she didn't even utter a groan. Now, even if she was electrocuted to death by Zhao Shuying, she couldn't tell where the house title was, which was the guarantee of her future life. Selling this house would still allow her to live a good life.

"Pa Pa Pa..." The sound of electricity suddenly rang out, and Zhao Shuying took the electric baton and hit Chuchu's chest fiercely. Chuchu's facial muscles twitched, and she looked very painful.

Zhao Shuying asked with a gloomy face: "I'll ask you again, where is the house title?" Chuchu shook her head and gritted her teeth without saying anything.

Zhao Shuying's eyes became more fierce, and he picked up the electric baton and prepared to poke her again...

"Stop..." Zhou Kang, who was standing at the door, flashed over in a flash and reached out to grab Zhao Shuying's wrist. Just now, if Zhou Kang stopped in time, Chuchu would not have been hit by the electric baton. However, I don't know why he didn't do it in time.

Zhao Shuying cried out in pain, and felt a sharp pain on her wrist. She looked up and saw Zhou Kang, the director of the Qinhe District Public Security Bureau, who had caught her. She couldn't help but get angry and said, "Director Zhou, what are you doing?"

I remember that Zhou Kang was very polite when he saw her before.

At this time, Ai Xiaohu realized that it was Director Zhou and several leaders in the bureau who came in. He couldn't help but drop the cup and jumped up from the chair: "Director Zhou, you... why are you here?"

Zhou Kang snatched the electric baton from Zhao Shuying's hand and threw it into the corner with a thud. Then he snorted with a cold sweat on his face: "If I don't come, are you going to torture me? If I don't come, will this police station become a place of execution to settle personal grudges?"

"Zhou Kang, what did you say?" Zhao Shuying couldn't help but shout loudly when she saw Zhou Kang's stern face and touched her wrist.

Zhou Kang glanced at her coldly, walked over slowly, and sat behind the table. He picked up the transcript from the folder on the table and saw that it was still blank. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He looked at Zhao Shuying and asked, "Miss Zhao, do you know what you are doing? You are not a police officer. What right do you have to use police equipment to interrogate others?"

In fact, he didn't want to treat Zhao Shuying like this at this time. Zhao Qijun had just gotten into trouble, and he was sharpening his knife to use his daughter as a scapegoat. If others saw this, it would be very painful to him...

The third update is here.