"Coercion is not enough, but inducement is a little bit," Chujiang said with a contemptuous smile. "Because I invited him to drink a lot of water, which has the taste of cleaning the toilet. He was also very loyal, so he gave me 10% of the shares of the Xie family with a stroke of his pen."

"What's your attitude?" Zhao Dongqin slapped the table with an awe inspiring look on his face.

Chu Jiang looked at Zhao Dongqin, his eyes flashed a trace of pity, he raised his hands, let the other side's eyes stop on the silver handcuffs between his hands.

"Zhao Dongqin, do you know that it's very easy to wear this thing, but it's hard to take it off." Chu River has a profound meaning.

"Nonsense, it's hard to take it down, because you don't have a key." Zhao Dongqin cold road.

"Is it?" Chu Jiang did not explain, and yawned, "when I yawned, I just wanted to smoke, but this thing hindered me from taking cigarettes."

"You..." Zhao Dongqin and the two policemen around him were wide eyed.

They are not because Chu Jiang wants to smoke and stare, but because Chu Jiang's hands are slowly exerting, and the chains between the handcuffs are slowly deforming.

That's right, Chu Jiang is fighting against steel with his physical strength at the moment, which is absolutely impossible for normal people to do, absolutely impossible!

But Chu Jiang did it, and his face is not red, gasping, seemingly a random pull, the chain began to deform.

Zhao Dongqin has been a policeman for more than ten years, but today he sees such a strange scene for the first time. The scene in front of him is like the plot in a movie.

Zhao Dongqin even doubted whether his handcuffs were replaced with props handcuffs!

Pop!

A crisp sound that made Zhao Dongqin feel shivering all over finally rang, and the chain between the two handcuffs suddenly collapsed.

Zhao Dong and Qin Jian Zhi were all stiff. They sat there in a daze. For a moment, they were so shocked that they didn't know what to say. It seemed that he had become the interrogator and Chu Jiang had become the interrogator.

Ignoring Zhao Dongqin's expression, Chu Jiang takes out a cigarette from his pocket, lights it with a slap, and then takes a deep breath. The interrogation room is filled with the smell of cigarette, light and strange.

"Do you know why your brother Zhao Donglin and the deputy director Liu were beaten off their teeth and swallowed with blood?" Chu Jiang youyouya asked.

"Rub!" It's a big noise.

Zhao Dongqin stood up. In the hotel box just now, when Chu Jiang first mentioned Zhao Donglin and Liu Meng, Zhao Dongqin thought Chu Jiang just happened to know the news. At the moment, Chu Jiang mentioned again that CHIGUO told Zhao Dongqin that it was Chu Jiang who hurt Zhao Donglin and deputy director Liu.

Understanding this, Zhao Dongqin's eyes suddenly rose to anger.

After all, Zhao Donglin is his younger brother, and is not an ordinary injury, but a comminuted knee fracture. He will spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair.

"Don't be angry. It's no use being angry. Because like your brother, you're just a small part. " Chu Jiang took another puff of his cigarette and said, "let the person who gave you the order come out and talk. Is it your director or deputy director?"

"You are Who is What identity? " After the anger, Zhao Dongqin finally realized the panic, a little shaking hands, the first consciousness is to pull the waist with the gun, and then aimed at Chu Jiang's head.

But with a gun in his hand, he still felt that he was completely in a weak position, still felt his rapid heartbeat, bang bang.

Yes, after being a policeman for so many years, Zhao Dongqin is not a fool. A man who can still smoke in the face of a dark gun, a man who can hurt his younger brother, a vice captain of the criminal investigation team, and the deputy director of the Bureau, but his younger brother and Deputy Director Liu still dare not say a word, is definitely not a man he can afford!

"I know you took Xie Linjiang's money. Yes, that card should not be in your own name." Chu Jiang stares at Zhao Dongqin.

"You're bullshit Zhao Dongqin is a little bit collapsed. He How do you know that.

"People like money, and there's nothing wrong with it, but sometimes we have to think about whether money is important or life is important." Chujiang continued.

Zhao Dongqin's heart trembled. Just now, he thought money was important, but now, he began to think that life was more important than money!

No life, so much money for what, even the wife and children are others, let alone money.

"I'll give you three minutes to put the gun away and call the man who gave you the order." Chujiang gently put out the cigarette, light way, "yes, just three minutes, or the consequences!"

Right now.

In the city council compound, several military vehicles rushed in, and immediately a beautiful tail flick stopped steadily in the middle of the compound.

At the moment, Zhang Zhengda, deputy director of the Municipal Bureau, and several of his subordinates are preparing to go to the interrogation room. Just as they pass by the door, they feel waves of green and shake their eyes. Then they find that several military vehicles have stopped in the center of the Municipal Bureau compound.

There was a parking lot, which was set up in the center of the compound. Before the people on the car came down, Zhang Zhengda felt a wave of provocation. So his eyebrows suddenly stood up and he was furious.Nima, can you soldiers walk horizontally? This is the Municipal Bureau!

"This is Haishi Municipal Bureau. Which army are you from? How can you intrude? It's totally..."

Zhang Zhengda yelled at the military vehicle. He wanted to show his strong demeanor in front of his men.

But in the middle of the reprimand, the door of the car had already been opened, and twenty or thirty armed special forces jumped out of the car, each with a cold smell.

This kind of cold taste is unique to soldiers who have killed people and seen blood.

Under the impact of this taste, Zhang Zhengda's body and mind trembled slightly, and no longer had the courage to reprimand him.

A young man in military uniform glanced at Zhang Zhengyang and said with a smile: "I said that the Haishi Municipal Bureau looks more brainless than we thought, and I don't know when I'm dying."

When Zhang Zhengda heard the speech, his face was full of anger. He was the deputy director of the Municipal Bureau. How could he be ridiculed by a young man? Even if the young man was a soldier, he said angrily, "do you know who I am? I'm the deputy director of the Municipal Bureau. You say who is dying and you don't know?"

"Oh, it's just a deputy director. I want to see you, director Zhong Ming." Han Zhan said, emphasizing the adverb.

"Can you meet our director if you want to?" Zhang Zhengda's face was black, and he hummed coldly.

"Boss Han, don't talk nonsense with these stupid people. Just rush in. We're kind enough to wipe their ass, but they don't appreciate it!" An old fellow disdains the road.

Wipe your ass?

When Zhang Zhengda heard this, he almost fainted.