The thin figure turned around and tried to run, but was pinned to the ground by the police officers who had been lying in ambush.

"Boy, you are quite courageous. Tell me! What do you want to do!"

Another police officer came over and picked up the paper bag that had fallen on the ground, and then two of them pulled the person up from the ground.

"Come on, let's go talk."

"Song Haijun! Why is it you!"

One of the police officers recognized who this person was and immediately spoke out angrily.

The restrained Song Haijun spat on the ground: "Bah! So what if it's me? I'm going to kill you and avenge my parents."

The relatively older police officer resisted the urge to punch the man directly.

"Captain Song has really raised an ungrateful person all these years! If it weren't for him, you would have been sold to who knows where in the mountains and old forests."

It would have been fine if this matter had not been mentioned. Once it was mentioned, the madness and hatred on Song Haijun's face became even more intense.

"Who wants him to save me! If it weren't for him, I would be the eldest master, and I wouldn't have to live such a hard life here!"

Song Haijun thought of the bundles of banknotes he had seen before, and the greed and hatred in his obedient subordinates' eyes became even stronger. That should have been his.

When the veteran police officer saw Song Haijun like this, he knew that he had been bewitched and possessed.

If a person insists on going down a dead end, it is useless to say anything others say.

"Follow us to the interrogation room!"

If you catch a mouse, you have to make it spit something out.

This kind of person is totally unworthy of the teachings given by Captain Song over the years.

Boom boom boom.

Lin Yian turned over and ignored it, but the knocking on the door continued.

Lin Yian irritably lifted the quilt and yelled, "Who is it?"

"It's me, Ji Zebai. Please take your makeup tools and come with me."

Ji Zebai, who...Ji Zebai!

"Wait a moment, I'll be right there."

Ji Zebai stood outside the door and waited quietly, but after a few minutes the door in front of him was opened.

"I'm fine. Brother Ji, let's go."

"good."

Ji Zebai took the bag from Lin Yian, turned around and took Lin Yian to the interrogation room.

Lin Yian looked at the time before coming out. It was only about three o'clock in the morning, and it was not even dawn yet.

Lin Yian wrapped her cotton jacket around herself to keep out the cold wind. Suddenly, a tall figure appeared in front of her, helping her to resist the cold wind.

Lin Yian looked up, pulled down her scarf and said, "Thank you." Then she quickly pulled the scarf back up.

As she spoke, the cold wind blew into her mouth. She finally understood why people said "to drink the northwest wind".

This northwest wind goes into your mouth by itself. If you drink too much, you might really get full.

The two walked one after the other for three or four minutes and came to a lighted room.

It didn't look like much from the outside, but when you walked in you realized that there were quite a lot of people inside.

Look, there's someone tied to that chair.

Lin Yian couldn't help but frowned when he saw the familiar movements of the blindfolded man on the chair.

This is the reaction of drug addiction.

Thanks to the anti-drug propaganda and legal education videos that were everywhere in his previous life, Lin Yian subconsciously remembered a lot of them.

Now looking at it, it is clearly a living example.

"Ah Ci."

Lin Yian walked up to Lin Jiancheng and said, "Brother."

"Look at this person's face and see if you can make someone else look like him."

"good."

Lin Yian took a few steps closer and stood at a relatively close position to observe the facial features of the person in front of him.

"Brother, can you take the bandage off his eyes?"

Lin Jiancheng nodded to the two police officers standing next to Song Haijun, and one of them, who had just witnessed Lin Yian's face-changing skills, immediately stepped forward to untie the knot.

"Comrade Xiaolin, do you think this is okay?"

"Yes, thank you."

I didn’t feel it before, but once the blindfold was taken off, the familiar feeling became even stronger.

But where had she seen this face before?

Lin Yian pondered for a few minutes and then stood up: "Brother, I'm fine."

"Okay. See who in the room is more suitable."

Lin Yian looked around, selected a police officer and started to put on makeup.

Many people in the room had heard that this female comrade was very good at putting on makeup, but none of them had seen it with their own eyes, so naturally they were unwilling to leave.

When Lin Yi'an was halfway through the incineration, a man ran in from outside: "Report, the test results of the drug powder in the paper bag are out."

"speak."

"It's rat poison. The doctor said it should be powder ground from pills."

"Rat poison?"

Fang Chi touched his chin. It seemed that Sister Hong and the others did not take this kid seriously, or they just wanted to test the police station's defenses.

If you succeed, that would be the best. If you fail, it's just a small loss, no big deal.

It seems that this kid might be half lying when he said he was a young master.

"Captain, there has been no movement from the police station for a while, so it should be easy for them to notice it."

"Call the hospital, and use a police car to take a few colleagues to the hospital for emergency treatment. It's a good show. If they make a move, we'll show them and see if we can catch a few fish."

"Okay, I'll arrange it right away." Fang Chi and Lin Jiancheng walked outside. How could they catch the big fish without taking down a few important figures?

Ji Zebai walked towards Song Weiyuan and said, "Captain Song, can you please spare me a moment to talk?"

"Okay." Song Weiyuan stood up and followed Ji Zebai out of the room.

"Captain Ji, what do you want to say?"

"I want to know the reasons why you adopted Song Haijun."

Song Weiyuan took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and took a puff: "I didn't teach him well. He was a good and obedient child when he was young."

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