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In the Criminal Police's interrogation room, the black clothed man was receiving special treatment. His hands and feet were pinned to the metal chair, and his head was lowered as he continued to sleep.

"Wake him up."

Zhuo Qian waved at the policeman at the side.

The policeman nodded his head and took out a small bottle from his pocket. He opened the bottle and covered his mouth and nose with its lid. Then, he put the bottle under the black clothed man's nose and shook it.

After coughing violently, the man in black wanted to reach out to foment the air, to disperse the stench. As he did so, the lock on the chair creaked loudly. At the same time, the man in black's wrist was scratched by the shackles.

Suddenly, the man in black opened his eyes and looked left and right, only to see that his limbs were firmly bound, unable to move. Looking in front of him again, there was an iron fence placed in front of him, and across from him was a desk, behind which sat a policewoman and a policeman, looking at him with a smile.

"Damn it!"

The moment the black clothed man opened his mouth, he cried out in an especially loud voice.

Zhuo Qian frowned, she slapped her pen on the table, and after a peng sound, she scolded: "What's your name? "It's best if you behave yourself here. If you anger this old lady, I'll let you have a good time!"

was not like the TV series, where everything was said in evidence. At times, the police would look at other people's work, and tell the truth, with a different attitude.

To an obedient person, the person in charge of handling cases might have a smile on his face. On the contrary, if he was dishonest, it would be bad, there was a possibility for him to beat them up, and there was nowhere to argue with after being beaten up. Thus, Zhuo Qian was not scaring people, and did have the urge to beat them up.

If it was anyone else, they would have slept soundly in the middle of the night, especially this type of winter, where the bed was still warm, yet they were forced to get up and work. No matter how good their temper was, they would still be furious, let alone a Iron Blood Police officer!

The man in black knew that the policewoman in front of him was not joking. He was alone, and his hands and feet were bound. If she really wanted to use force, no matter how much he tried to dodge, he could only bear it.

As he thought about this, the man in black immediately became more honest. He then muttered a few words to himself before slowly calming down.

"It's good that you know how powerful you are. Our policies are all written on this wall. Be honest, be lenient and resist."

After a bit of training, Zhuo Qian started to ask: "Name?"

The black clothed man signed in and blurted out: "Shaking your head, Lion King Wu Lishen!"

Upon hearing the name, Zhuo Qian was instantly enraged, and scolded: "I'm still the young prefecture lord, Mu Jianping! What do you think this is? It's the Mu King's Manor! Since you reject until the end, then don't blame me for being rude! "

With that, Zhuo Qian gave a signal to the officer in charge of security.

The two's conversation made everyone want to laugh, the policemen at the side wanted to laugh, but in the end, they endured it and turned the laughter into a glare, just like the two generals in Journey to the West, staring at them with their round eyes, angrily shaking their heads at Wu Lishen.

In Jin Yong's novel "The Book of Deer Tripod", every character in the martial arts world had a code name. Among them, there was a lion shaking his head, but the other person's name was "Wu Li".

not 'Wu Lishen'

Unfortunately, the man in black had the same surname and voice.

However, the black clothed man wanted to add another person who could shake his head like a lion. Coincidentally, Zhuo Qian was also a Jin Yong fanatic, so she knew all about the people there.

The male police opened the iron door and entered. As they walked, they coldly laughed. They clenched their fists so tightly that it sounded like they were about to hit someone!

The black clothed man panicked, his pupils dilated, a look of fear in his eyes, and spoke anxiously: "I am really Wu Lishen, I am not lying to you guys, I shook my head and used the code name lion from the martial arts novels."

The male policeman scoffed, "Who are you fooling? Do you really think we're stupid! I think your skin is itchy, you can't be honest without hitting me. "

This explained why the police didn't believe him. The man in black clothing was so anxious that he was about to cry. He hurriedly said, "Strength works on each other. If you use your fist to hit me, you'll hurt too!"

The policeman almost went mad with joy, but he did not show it on his face. He harrumphed, put his hand on the baton at his waist, waved it around and said, "Oh, you know the laws of physics, it seems like you are a high IQ criminal, normal methods will not work on you, but, who told you I am going to use my hand?"

Staff and stick were things that humans were naturally afraid of, as they were the most primitive weapons since the birth of mankind. Thousands of years had passed, and many weapons had been eliminated, but sticks and sticks were still being sought after.

Not only that, the staff had penetrated every aspect of life, and the power of its functions could not be replaced by other things. Being able to enter the kitchen was like raising a human for thousands of years, and martial artists would use it to punish those who were strong or weak, so it was not excessive to say that people were naturally afraid of it.

The moment he saw the baton, the expression on the lion Wu Lishen's face changed. When facing the gun, Wu Lishen could even remain calm, but the baton alone could not help but be afraid.

Zhuo Qian watched coldly from the side and felt extremely timid, thinking: "This guy must have received quite a few beatings when he was young, either from his teacher or his parents.

"What I said was the truth! "I'm not lying!"

Wu Lishen was so anxious that cold sweat straight out.

Zhuo Qian waved her hands: "Don't say that I didn't give you a chance, it's fine if you want us to believe you, but you have to find a way to prove that what you said is true, or else you just need to wait for us to beat you up!"

Wu Lishen obviously did not react, because from a young age, he had never thought of how to prove himself. If it was anyone else, they would all think the same way.

But now, Zhuo Qian had given her a difficult problem, letting her think of a way to prove that she was Wu Lishen, this problem had truly burned her brain, even after thinking for a long time, Wu Lishen still could not come up with a conclusion.

The male police officer beside him gave him an idea. "There are actually many ways to prove yourself. For example, a witness. Just find someone who knows you to testify."

Hearing that, Wu Lishen's eyes immediately lit up, and without hesitation he said, "There's … .Golden Lion King Xie Gouzi, Bald Lion Zhang Qiang, they live at the Starry Night Inn, as long as we can find them, it'll prove that what I said was true."

Wu Lishen said with a serious face.

Zhuo Qian, whose face was covered in cold sweat, finally revealed a smile. She nodded and said, "Okay, we will go find them.

Seeing Zhuo Qian's smile that was like a spring flower, the extremely nervous Wu Lishen heaved a sigh of relief. But as soon as she relaxed, the warmth in her mind disappeared and her entire person calmed down, she suddenly thought of a problem. The other two people were his companions, so she just said it like that.