Chapter 66 Brother Yan is here to show off
Zhou Yi glanced into the interrogation room through the glass window on the door.
In the detention chair was handcuffed an unattractive man with short hair, a flat nose, and single eyelids. He was probably in his early thirties.
Zhou Yi didn't have much impression of this person because there were too many cannon fodder last night.
However, this person's eyebrows do bear some resemblance to Zhang Hui, but his face is very pale, the kind of unhealthy paleness.
Although the man was handcuffed in the detention chair, his whole body was constantly struggling and twisting. His hands were within the reach, and he was scratching his ears and cheeks, with an expression of great pain.
Judging from these symptoms, they are indeed symptoms of drug addiction.
Gu Changhai glanced at the person inside and said, "This guy is just a small fry. He didn't get anything valuable out of me."
"According to regulations, drug addicts like this would be sent to a drug rehabilitation center first, and then their criminal responsibility would be investigated. However, since this is related to the case you are currently investigating, I will hand him over to your Third Brigade."
Zhou Yi nodded: "Thank you, Teacher Gu."
After Gu Changhai and his men left, Zhou Yi pushed the door and walked into the interrogation room.
"Zhang Yu?"
When he heard someone calling his name, Zhang Yu immediately looked at the person who came in.
"Police...Comrade police, please let me take a puff, just... just one puff, and I will confess everything after I finish taking it." Zhang Yu pleaded with a painful face.
Before Zhou Yi was reborn, he had seen many drug addicts. Without exception, when the drug addiction took effect, they would become things that were not even human.
At this time, they are willing to do anything to get a breath of drugs, including selling their bodies, their relatives, and their souls.
He once handled a case involving a retired engineer in his sixties who was deceived and became addicted to drugs. The money drained away his family's savings. Finally, when his addiction took over and he asked for money to buy drugs but was refused, he hacked his daughter and grandson to death with a kitchen knife.
Zhou Yi looked at Zhang Yu with cold eyes. In his eyes, people who were addicted to drugs were no longer human beings.
The success rate of drug rehabilitation is extremely low. It is not that it is impossible to quit at the time, but that people will relapse even after they succeed.
Because drugs not only eat away at a person physically, but also completely destroy a person mentally and spiritually.
"Confess? What else can you confess?" Zhou Yi said coldly.
Zhang Yu thought there was a chance, like a drowning man grabbing a lifeline, and quickly said, "I... I can confess anything. I'll tell you whatever you want me to say."
"Do you know where Zhao Guangfa is?"
"Do you know Boss Du's identity?"
"Or do you know where those smuggled cigarettes come from?"
Faced with the three questions Zhou Yi asked in succession, Zhang Yu was unable to say a word.
Just like Gu Changhai said, he was just a small fry, responsible for moving goods and following small bosses like Baldy to fight and collect money. What did he know?
Zhou Yi gave him a cold look and said, "Humph, you really think too highly of yourself."
"Comrade police officer, as long as you let me take a puff, I will help you do... do something, anything, kill... kill someone." Zhang Yu said with a smile on his face. He now felt like there were countless ants crawling all over his body, which was more painful than death. At this time, as long as he could take a puff, he would really kill someone.
Zhou Yi sneered, "Murder? You? Have you ever killed anyone? Do you have the guts?"
Zhou Yi was trying to trick him by saying this, because this kind of person can't stand being looked down upon, especially when he is addicted to drugs.
If Zhang Hui had been killed by him, he would definitely show it.
"I...I, I've never killed anyone, but I can learn. Officer, I'm a quick learner. I...I even scored 100 on tests in elementary school."
In order to take drugs, Zhang Yu has started talking nonsense.
Zhou Yi didn't say anything, just stared at him, letting him try his best to prove himself.
Suddenly, Zhang Yu understood and stared at Zhou Yi angrily. "Are you kidding me?"
Zhou Yi's cold and contemptuous look said it all.
"Fuck you..." Zhang Yu completely broke down and started cursing.
Zhou Yi calmly turned around and left, closing the door of the interrogation room, leaving Zhang Yu, who was crying and snotting, helpless and furious.
"Zhou Yi, you are here. Teacher Gu from the second team just told me that they have handed over a suspect to us." Chen Yan walked over with the transcript in his hand.
"Which case is this? Do you want to take a statement?"
As soon as Chen Yan finished asking, he looked into the interrogation room and asked in surprise, "What... is going on?"
"I'm addicted to drugs." Zhou Yi said calmly.
"Ah, then we can't ask about this situation. Should we ask forensic doctor Xu to take a look?"
"He's a forensic doctor, not a school doctor." Zhou Yi smiled meaningfully.
"Oh oh oh, I'm confused."
Zhou Yi put his arm around Chen Yan's shoulders and said, "Brother Yan, I heard from Brother Biao that you're a very good marksman. How about giving me some guidance?"
"Then this..." Chen Yan asked, pointing to the interrogation room behind him.
"It's okay, he won't die. Please ask Team Two to help keep an eye on him. Just make sure he doesn't do anything to harm himself."
Zhou Yi glanced coldly at Zhang Yu, who was still cursing inside, and said, "Wait until he calms down, then we can ask him slowly."
Chen Yan was still hesitating, but Zhou Yi carried him directly towards the shooting range.
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After completing the required procedures, Zhou Yi and Chen Yan received their guns and ammunition and entered the shooting range.
Criminal police are qualified to carry guns with them, not to mention they are in the serious crime squad.
Moreover, when receiving the gun, the old policeman in charge of gun management was obviously very familiar with Chen Yan.
Zhou Yi looked at the gun in his hand. It was the same Type 64 small cannon that Jiang Biao had lent him before.
The advantages of the Type 64 are its small size, ease of carrying and concealment, and relatively high shooting accuracy.
The disadvantages are that the range is not far enough, the lethality is not strong, and the magazine capacity is only seven rounds.
However, due to its low production cost, it is the most commonly used gun by ordinary police officers.
"Brother Yan, I heard that you are a top student at the Public Security University?"
Chen Yan scratched his head sheepishly and said, "I graduated from the Public Security University, but I'm not exactly a top student. Captain Wu, Sister Qiao, and Brother Biao are all very capable. I still have a lot to learn from them."
This is Chen Yan's personality, gentle and humble, like a good guy.
But in the 1990s, graduates from the People's Public Security University were a rare species in a small place like Hongcheng.
If Huang Jinbao had not died in the line of duty, with Chen Yan's academic qualifications, perhaps when Zhou Yi was sorting documents in the archives of the municipal bureau in the provincial capital, Chen Yan would have already held a high position.
"Brother Yan, show me one." Zhou Yi said with a smile.
Chen Yan smiled, said nothing, picked up the pistol, loaded the bullets, and then stood in front of the shooting range.
Zhou Yi was stunned for a moment, because the moment Chen Yan raised the gun, his entire temperament changed. The originally gentle Chen Yan actually exuded a sharp murderous aura.
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