Zhao Qiang said, "I used to be a thief, so I'm good at these things. Do you believe me?"
Zhao Mingming carefully examined Zhao Qiang's face: "It doesn't look like him."
Zhao Qiang cursed, "You stole it because you had words stuck to your face!"
Zhao Mingming said, "You look like a handsome guy who wouldn't steal. Besides, with my sister's abilities, there's no way she would fall in love with a thief. You must be some kind of secret agent."
Zhao Qiang said, "No, I'm Ultraman, I fight monsters."
Zhao Mingming fainted; it turned out his brother-in-law was even more unreliable than him. Then the main event finally arrived. Director Yang first came in, swaggering around, followed by the interrogators carrying a lot of props, seemingly ready to begin. Someone like Zhao Mingming, a repeat offender, immediately understood, and his face showed some tension.
With a thud, the person slammed a document onto the plastic table and said, "Zhao Mingming, Zhao Qiang, come and sign this."
Zhao Mingming said, "Why sign anything? We're not selling ourselves."
Zhao Qiang walked over and picked up the document. He glanced through it; it was a prepared interrogation report listing more than a dozen of Zhao Mingming and Zhao Qiang's criminal 'facts.' According to the description in the report, the two would probably get a ** year sentence without a problem. If Director Yang bribed the investigating officer, then a ten-year sentence was guaranteed.
Zhao Qiang asked, "How can you be convicted before the interrogation has even begun?"
A policeman snatched the documents from Zhao Qiang's hand: "Are you looking for death? Touching classified information like that!" He then slapped Zhao Qiang across the face. Zhao Qiang was faster; before the man could land a solid slap, he struck him across the face first. The sound was crisp and loud, and the slap stunned the four policemen who had entered. This was the first time in the history of the Municipal Public Security Bureau's interrogation that a prisoner had hit a policeman.
One person was the first to realize: "Where are the handcuffs? Where are their handcuffs?" If they were handcuffed, it would be really inconvenient for Zhao Qiang to hit them.
Another person also realized what was happening and directly told Zhao Qiang and his companion, "They're trying to escape, break their legs first." These men all had rubber batons tucked into their waistbands, and since they were already fighting, there was no need to hide them anymore; they simply pulled them out and used them against Zhao Qiang.
Zhao Mingming was also startled by her brother-in-law's ferocity. Although Zhao Mingming was somewhat fearless, she was still terrified when she saw the police or entered the police station. However, looking at this brother-in-law who was of unknown origin, he seemed calm and composed. Even after slapping the policeman, there was no sign of panic on his face.
Zhao Qiang pulled out a monstrous screwdriver from his waist. These things hadn't been confiscated when they arrived. They weren't serious criminals, and they weren't going to a detention center, so there was no need for a thorough body search. It was enough to make sure they didn't have any knives or guns on them.
Bang! The monstrous screwdriver also reassembled into a rubber baton, colliding with the one that was being thrown at Zhao Qiang. Zhao Qiang blocked the attack, his hand moving with incredible speed. The rubber baton immediately launched its own attack, striking the policeman's wrist with a crack. His wrist was broken, and the policeman could no longer hold onto the rubber baton, crouching on the ground clutching his hand and howling in pain.
The remaining people were very surprised. First, they didn't know where Zhao Qiang got his weapon from. Second, they wondered if he had no intention of living, since he dared to cause trouble in the police station. He could be sentenced to several years in prison just for injuring a police officer.
The two men lifted the wounded man from the ground, temporarily refraining from attacking Zhao Qiang, and instead retreated, hurriedly slamming the door shut. Zhao Mingming said, "Brother-in-law, you were too reckless! You assaulted a police officer!"
Zhao Qiang said, "Are you suggesting we let them beat us up?"
Zhao Mingming said, "We've really committed a serious crime this time. I'll probably be an old man by the time I get out of prison. Don't expect to be intimate with my sister again. I thought I was rebellious and reckless enough, but it turns out you're even worse than me."
Footsteps echoed down the corridor, indicating that the incident had alerted other police officers. The room had become a highly dangerous place, with countless armed police officers surrounding it. Zhao Qiang peered through the wall and let out a cold laugh.
Bang! The door was kicked open, but no one was in sight. Someone shouted from behind the door, "Listen up, you inside, give up resisting, or we'll force our way in!" A gun barrel appeared from behind the door, a threat to Zhao Qiang.
Zhao Mingming's face turned ashen. Guns were deadly weapons. No matter how dashing he was usually, no matter how much he had boasted that he would be a hero again in eighteen years, the thought of a weapon that could take his life with a single shot still filled Zhao Mingming with undisguised panic.
Zhao Qiang remained silent, and the people outside assumed he was afraid. So, one by one, they nervously emerged from behind the wall, guns in hand, and slowly entered the solitary confinement cell, half-bowed and pointing their guns forward, shouting, "Hands behind your head, squat on the ground!"
Zhao Mingming glanced at Zhao Qiang, then squatted down with his hands on his head. He really had no power to resist, and if he didn't do as he was told, they might really shoot him in the head. This was no child's play.
Zhao Qiang gave him a cold look and said, "You are not qualified to stand in front of me. Let your bureau chief come and talk to me." Defeating these small fry was useless. Zhao Qiang mainly wanted to intimidate the high-ranking leaders of Baiyuan City. As long as they were afraid, he would be safe. Apart from force, Zhao Qiang could not think of any other way to use it.
Seeing that Zhao Qiang was not backing down, one of the lead police officers fired a shot out the window as a warning: "Squat down. I'm telling you to squat down or I'll shoot."
Zhao Mingming said anxiously, "Brother-in-law, don't do anything foolish, that's a gun!"
Zhao Qiang seemed not to hear, while the lead policeman was very nervous. Seeing that the warning was ineffective, he twitched his finger and pulled the trigger.
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Volume 2 [480] Report
[48o] Report
Bang! The bullet left the barrel. Zhao Mingming was stunned, squatting on the ground, petrified. This shot was enough to kill Zhao Qiang. This was not what he wanted to see. His brother-in-law hadn't even brought him any real benefits before he died. What a waste.
Zhao Qiang was not panicked when faced with the oncoming bullet, nor did he try to openly block it with his energy. He wrapped his hand with energy, then raised his hand and grabbed the bullet, which was firmly bound. Zhao Qiang smiled calmly and threw the captured bullet to the ground with a clatter.
The police officer who fired the shot was dumbfounded. What kind of skill was this? Catching a bullet with bare hands? Even a martial arts master like Iron Shirt couldn't do that. What kind of strength would that require, and how hard would your hand have to be to stop a high-flying bullet?
Bang, bang! The lead policeman fired two more shots. He was completely defiant, refusing to believe his own eyes, and insisted that Zhao Qiang arrest him twice more to confirm. However, Zhao Qiang had no time for his performance. The repeated firing disgusted Zhao Qiang. He used his energy to change the trajectory of the two bullets, causing them to ricochet back instantly—a process invisible to the average person. Everyone only heard two gunshots, followed by the policeman's scream: "Ah!"
The tense police officers looked down and saw blood gushing from the legs of the officer who had fired the shot. He had fired two shots, and there were two bullet holes in his legs. Could it be that the bullets had curved and hit him? How could that be?
"Get out!" someone shouted. This solitary confinement cell was both eerie and dangerous. Although they were police officers, they were just ordinary people. If their guns couldn't solve the problem, then things were serious. Only a fool would stay and wait to die.
In no time, all the police disappeared, the door was closed, and the wounded policeman was carried away, leaving only a pool of blood on the ground, proving that the man had indeed been wounded by the bullet he fired.
Zhao Mingming got up and curiously touched Zhao Qiang: "Brother-in-law, are you a human or a ghost? No, I have to ask my sister if you two are ghosts who came back to avenge me."
Zhao Qiang cursed, "You're the ghost!"
Zhao Mingming asked, "Then are you a martial arts master?"
Zhao Qiang said, "No."
Zhao Mingming said, "How is this possible? How could you catch a bullet? Hey, where's your rubber baton? Where did you hide it?"
Zhao Qiang lay on the plastic bed fully clothed and remained silent, ignoring Zhao Mingming's questions. Otherwise, how could Zhao Qiang explain? He couldn't possibly tell Zhao Mingming the secret; given his personality, he would surely spread the news far and wide.
With such a major incident at the Municipal Public Security Bureau, it was impossible to avoid alarming higher-ups. Bureau Chief Wang Yifan immediately rushed back to the bureau to oversee the situation, while Mayor Zhang Feng also arrived at the scene. Party Secretary Qiao Hua, who was attending a meeting in the province, learned of the situation by phone and conveyed the Party Committee's instructions to Wang Yifan: this matter must be handled properly.
The ashtray in front of Wang Yifan was covered with a thick layer of ash: "Mayor Zhang, I don't understand Secretary Qiao's outline for handling this properly. Can you give me some advice? The prisoner could escape at any time, and we don't have much time to drag this out."
Mayor Zhang Feng said, "Able to catch bullets with bare hands, this person is not simple. I think Secretary Qiao is also afraid that he has some kind of background, so he reminded us to investigate first." After all, they worked together, and Zhang Feng knew Qiao Hua quite well.
Wang Yifan said, "An investigation is definitely necessary, but I'm worried that he might suddenly escape. You know, he caught the bullet with his bare hands and then inexplicably got hit by the bullet. Of course, we can't rule out the possibility that the bullet ricocheted, but judging from the scene, there doesn't seem to be any impact point on the wall, so the possibility of a ricochet is not high. This means that the people here can't stop him. As long as he breaks through the door of the solitary confinement cell, none of us can stop him."
Mayor Zhang Feng said, "Your imagination is too vivid. The door to the solitary confinement cell is made of high-strength steel. How could he possibly break it open? Do you think he's a tank?"
Wang Yifan said, "Alright, I hope so. I've already sent people to investigate his background, and I hope to get the information as soon as possible."
Zhao Qiang didn't run away. He knew he couldn't hide forever, unless Zhao Ling's family followed him, but where could he run with them? Therefore, this matter had to be resolved face-to-face; there was no need to run away. He figured the Chen family wouldn't protect him, but Zhao Qiang believed that with his own strength, no one here could stop him if he wanted to escape.
Soon, all the information about Zhao Ling's family was laid out on Wang Yifan's desk. However, when he found the page about Zhao Qiang, it was completely blank except for a few words. "Suddenly appearing in Yihai, running a multi-purpose repair shop, and having designed program control at Lingjiang Steel Plant, this is too simple," Wang Yifan said to Mayor Zhang Feng, shaking the documents.
Zhang Feng said, "If they really don't have any connections, then is it necessary to delay any longer?"
A knock sounded on the door. Wang Yifan turned the documents face down and said, "Come in."
The door opened, and Director Yang from the Municipal Government Enterprise Management Office entered. Upon seeing Mayor Zhang Feng, Director Yang looked somewhat embarrassed, but quickly regained his composure. He bowed slightly to Zhang Feng and said, "Mayor Zhang has also come to the scene to direct operations. I've come to report the situation to Director Wang."
Wang Yifan said, "Come, come, Director Yang, please explain the situation. You can say that this matter started because of you."
Director Yang's expression changed slightly. What did it mean that Wang Yifan had suddenly shifted the blame onto him? Could it be that the rumors outside were true? Director Yang had just overheard officers discussing that the two men in the solitary confinement cell could catch bullets, and now the entire police station was on high alert. If all of this was true, then Director Yang would be the instigator of this whole affair, and no matter how it ended, he would bear the greatest responsibility.
The two people in front of him were both members of the Standing Committee. One was the director of the Enterprise Management Office. What else could Director Yang want? He tacitly agreed to everything. If he knew that someone could catch a bullet with their bare hands, he would never provoke them. Such a person must be either a member of the national special forces or someone with special abilities. As a civil servant who couldn't even get into the Standing Committee, what was he?
"Mayor Zhang, Director Wang, here's what happened. My son fell in love with a girl, and Zhao Mingming, the son of the Zhao family, interfered. My son, being young and hot-blooded, naturally argued with him. The girl doesn't like Zhao Mingming, but he's shamelessly persistent. Moreover, Zhao Mingming has a violent temper and wouldn't listen to my son's explanation at all. Instead, he seriously injured my son. When young people get into trouble, their first reaction is naturally to run away. Just now, I heard that Zhao Mingming was in the hospital, so I notified Director Wang. That's what happened."
Mayor Zhang nodded: "Is there anything else you need to report?"
Director Yang asked cautiously, "Mayor Zhang, Director Wang, were the people who were arrested resisting arrest?"
Wang Yifan waved his hand and said, "Director Yang, you can go back now. This matter is not within your jurisdiction. As a civil servant, you know the importance of confidentiality. Go on."
Director Yang didn't dare to say anything more and slunk out of Wang Yifan's office.
Mayor Zhang asked Wang Yifan, "What do you think?"
Wang Yifan snorted: "Old Yang is definitely saying the opposite of what he means. It should be that his son stole someone else's girlfriend."
Mayor Zhang laughed, "He keeps calling his son a 'dog' (a derogatory term for a son who is unworthy of respect). With his son's character, it's no wonder he got beaten up. If it weren't for his connections in the province protecting him, this position would have been taken over long ago." These days, can anyone become an official without some background? They're all just clerks down there.
Wang Yifan asked, "What do you think of this document?"
Mayor Zhang said, "Zhao Qiang's appearance is inexplicable. Nobody knows his previous identity. I'm not sure what to do. Maybe we should consult Secretary Qiao."
Wang Yifan said, "I think so too. This is a big deal, and it's difficult for either of us to make a decision."
The call was made to Qiao Hua, who was attending a meeting in the province. After hearing the whole story, Qiao Hua instructed: "Start with a soft approach, then get to the hard one. Find out what Zhao Qiang is up to and what his demands are. If he's not some big shot, then deal with him seriously according to procedure. His disturbance at the police station is not a good thing. If it's not handled properly, it will damage the government's prestige. Okay, I'm in a meeting. Don't call again."
Zhang Feng put down the phone and said to Wang Yifan, "It seems we two need to make a trip there."
Wang Yifan said, "I'll go find two bulletproof vests to wear; we can't be careless."
In the solitary confinement cell, Zhao Qiang was fast asleep. Zhao Mingming, looking worried, sat for a while and was indeed bored. He went over and nudged Zhao Qiang: "Brother-in-law, wake up. We're like lambs to the slaughter, how can you still sleep?"
Zhao Qiang got out of bed and said, "The time hasn't come yet, let's keep waiting."
Zhao Mingming said, "Wait? Wait for what? Wait for the armed police to come and blow us to bits?"
Zhao Qiang said, "We can't all be indiscriminate in our judgments."
Zhao Mingming said, "You still want fairness and reason here?"
Zhao Qiang said, "Is there really no place to seek justice? Aren't you going to get revenge for your girlfriend?"
Zhao Mingming hesitated, "If that guy surnamed Yang doesn't pursue the matter, He Shan hasn't really suffered any loss after all, so we can let it go."
Zhao Qiang ignored Zhao Mingming and said it was too late. He had just injured a policeman, and this matter could not be resolved peacefully.
A loudspeaker blared from outside: "Listen up, you inside! This is Mayor Zhang Feng. I'm going in to have a talk with you. Please don't get agitated. We're opening the door."
Zhao Mingming exclaimed in surprise, "The mayor is here? My God, this has really blown up!"
Zhao Qiang sat up straight, waiting for the door to the solitary confinement cell to open. He then saw two people wrapped in thick bulletproof vests and helmets enter. Zhao Qiang found it amusing; such protection would be useless if he wanted to kill them, and instead, it allowed him to see these two men.
The visitor introduced himself: "I am Zhang Feng, the mayor of Baiyuan City." Another person said: "I am Wang Yifan, the director of the Baiyuan City Public Security Bureau."
Zhao Qiang could only stand up and introduce himself: "Zhao Qiang, this is Zhao Mingming."
Zhang Feng extended his hand as if to shake hands, but then withdrew it. This was no polite occasion; he went straight to the point: "Comrade Zhao Qiang, do you know that you have seriously violated the law?" He started by intimidating him.
Zhao Qiang said, "I know."
Zhang Feng didn't expect Zhao Qiang to be so easy to talk to. He paused for a few seconds before saying, "Since you know why you assaulted a police officer, that's a serious crime. Look at you, so young, aren't you ruining your bright future?" Zhang Feng spoke earnestly.
Zhao Qiang said, "If I don't resist, I'll be a corpse by now. Wouldn't I be unable to enjoy even the best future?"
"Ahem," Zhang Feng coughed, "That's just sophistry. We, the People's Police, serve the people; how could we possibly be a corpse?"
Zhao Qiang sneered, "Are there surveillance cameras here? You can check them. When the interrogators tried to attack me, did you expect me to just stand there and take it without resistance?"
Volume 2 [481] Difficult to Enter
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Zhang Feng glanced at Wang Yifan, who lowered his head and remained silent. How could he not understand his own subordinate? Besides, Director Yang of the Enterprise Management Office must have tampered with things. The police officer in charge of this case must have been bribed by him, so it was normal for him to make things difficult for the prisoner during interrogation. However, it was certain that the surveillance in the solitary confinement cell was turned off, but turning off the surveillance was illegal in itself. How could Wang Yifan say that on the spot?
Zhang Feng was well aware of these shady dealings; he simply wanted to verify the information. Wang Yifan's expression was tantamount to acquiescence, so he couldn't answer Zhao Qiang's question for a moment.