This was a very young voice. Wu Qingchen turned his head and a young police officer stood in the direction of the stairs.

Nodding at Wu Qingchen, the young policeman took out a document and a page of documents from his arms and handed it to the four people who were staring at Wu Qingchen vigilantly. At this moment, he was staring at him vigilantly, "Don't look at me like this... I'm just like you, and I came over in a daze after receiving the order. Look..."

The four of them were still alert. The elderly soldier frowned and took the document. He looked carefully for a few lines for almost half a minute before handing it to another policeman with a little gray hair.

The police and the officer checked the documents. The young police officer who had just arrived took off his hat and looked sweaty. The action of slapping the hat showed some fatigue: "Mr. Wu, you must have many problems, but I'll do it first..."

"Let's start with the simplest... Let's introduce it. My name is Ji Mingming. First of all, when we meet for the first time, we should shake hands or something..." Ji Mingming waved his hand and signaled Wu Qingchen to withdraw his right hand he had just handed out: "But from now on, any unnecessary contact with your body will be very sensitive. Look, from the good side... we can save trouble at least..."

The word "sensitive" is quite harsh, and Wu Qingchen was simply a little heavy: "I was arrested?"

"Addicted? Hey...why did you think of this? They have given you an arrest warrant?"

Before Wu Qingchen answered, Ji Mingming waved his hand again, turned around and took back the documents and documents from the gray-haired police officer, "How is it? If there is no problem, now I can start the mission?"

"You didn't carry out the mission without my permission?" The gray-haired police officer did not hide his dissatisfaction: "Officer Ji, I have heard of you, many people have heard of you, I don't know why you were sent. But since you are here, I will give you a suggestion: be cautious! This is not that you are hiding outside the house and shouting, if there is any problem, nor is it that you will die a hostage you don't know."

"Hey, Director Zhang, look at what you said, it seems like you are not cautious even if you are not cautious." Ji Mingming didn't even look at the elderly police officer whose face was even more ugly. He indifferently stuffed the ID and documents back into his pocket and continued to speak to Wu Qingchen: "Okay, let's talk later, time is tight... Let's hurry up first."

Hurry up?

Seeing Ji Mingming reaching out to signal to the stairs, Wu Qingchen hesitated a little: "My key is still at the head of the bed." The wallet, phone number, and dried sauce that had been opened and unfinished, thinking of this, Wu Qingchen felt a little sad.

"Key?" Ji Mingming laughed loudly, pointing to the serious four people, "Don't think about the key, don't talk about you, even they can't even think about entering this door now."

As if interpreting Ji Mingming's words, the gray-haired policeman, Director Zhang, glared at Ji Mingming again, walked to the window of the corridor, waved outside. After a burst of rapid footsteps, four policemen and four soldiers appeared in the narrow corridor.

"You are here." Director Zhang raised his hand and said along Wu Qingchen's door: "Just here, unless you have the dual permission of me and your director, no one, including you, can step into the door. For those who do not listen to advice..."

Speaking of this, Director Zhang looked at the older soldier, who nodded slowly and added: "All necessary coercive measures can be taken!"

"Yes!" "Please ensure that the task is completed!"

"Please? What are you using to ensure the complete mission?" The older soldier was stern, "Who is still waiting for on the stairs? Before the reinforcements arrived, even if you use your bodies, you have to pile up this door!"

The next moment, I don’t know who pulled me a little, but Wu Qingchen came to his senses and had already reached the door. His room was blocked tightly by four policemen and four soldiers later on in two floors, and he couldn’t even walk in a look.

"Did you see it?" Ji Mingming spread his hands, "Don't worry about anything, your things will definitely not be able to escape."

Wu Qingchen, who had "no worries", looked even more ugly. He followed Ji Mingming and Director Zhang down the corridor. The two of them sat in the back seat of the police car with Wu Qingchen in his arms. The door slammed and Wu Qingchen walked into an active cell.

"Oh, it's upgraded, there are many good things." Just as he sat down, Ji Mingming turned his head back and touched him somewhere. There was an extra cardboard box in his hand. Wu Qingchen glanced at it and found some exquisite electronic products. Ji Mingming flipped through it, skillfully found two headphones, and divided one for Director Zhang who was sitting on the other side.

"Let's continue talking..." Ji Mingming put on the headphones, adjusted the tool in his hand that was about to control the headphones, and then put a tape-like intercom on his throat, and nodded quickly with satisfaction: "Where did you talk?"

"I'm arrested?" Wu Qingchen originally wanted to say "arrest warrant", but after thinking about it, he changed his statement.

"I'll ask you..." Ji Mingming leaned forward, twisted his head and raised his chin to Director Zhang: "You arrested him directly? Are you enforcing the law savagely again?"

Director Zhang snorted and shook his gray hair.

"Look, you were not arrested..." Ji Mingming took out his cigarette box, looked at Wu Qingchen, then looked at the closed car window, and took the cigarette box back into his pocket, "But you think you were arrested is OK..."

Hearing Director Zhang snorted again, Ji Mingming smiled disapprovingly: "What's wrong? Isn't it? Forced deprivation of personal freedom? Isn't that the case now?"

"Why? What did I do?"

Wu Qingchen's tone was very urgent after forcibly depriving his personal freedom and confirming this treatment.

"Didn't you just tell you that it is suspected of kidnapping, and the target of all humans, of course, this is what I guess... Tsk, what's your expression? I thought I'd tease you?" Ji Mingming sneered, "Do you think I think so? Everyone guesses this way! If you don't believe me, ask them."

Hearing such a sure tone and such a ridiculous content, Wu Qingchen looked pitifully at the others in the police car, and even the half-starved tiger in the forest would feel pity.

No one answered directly.

The elderly officer sitting in the front co-pilot nodded heavily. Director Zhang, on the other side of Wu Qingchen, looked ashen and sighed deeply.

"I...I..."

Who did I offend?

Wu Qingchen didn't believe the absurd crime at all--no normal person would believe it.

However, Wu Qingchen finally confirmed that the people in the police car were not joking with him, and that he was definitely not a trivial matter, not just because the elderly officer and Director Zhang agreed to Ji Mingming's absurd words.

It comes from any aspect of this police car!

Although he has never taken a police car since he was a child, and he never wanted to have such honor. However, Wu Qingchen is sure that whether it is other police cars or any other vehicles that Wu Qingchen has seen, he must have and must have never seen a model driver like the young officer in front of him.

From the rearview mirror in the police car, Wu Qingchen saw that the officer and driver were always focused. Apart from shifting gears, his hands never left the steering wheel, and there was no movement such as scratching, pulling clothes, lifting hair, and not any relaxing expressions such as squinting eyes, gritting teeth, and licking tongue.

Whether it is a straight or a curve, even if the vehicle is empty and there are no other vehicles, the officer and driver will make the police car stuck in the lane while driving. Not to mention crossing the line, even the dotted lines on the left and right sides are kept at a slight distance, and always maintain a safe distance of at least twenty meters from the car in front.

This driver is definitely not a novice who just drove, because, in the six-lane main road, the officer driver, although he always maintained a speed of twenty to forty yards and almost never overtakes, he never had to wait for the red light, and every intersection happened to pass by the green light.

This spirit, this attitude, and this true safety first approach, Wu Qingchen really wants to say:

This is really a problem.

If the driver's actions only made Wu Qingchen feel a little puzzled, the elderly soldier in the co-pilot and the two policemen around him made Wu Qingchen feel a little creepy.

It is obvious that once any vehicle overtakes, or if it is necessary, the police car itself has to drive side by side with other vehicles or facing each other, the two police officers next to Wu Qingchen will immediately take Wu Qingchen's arms, while the elderly soldier in the front co-pilot stares at other vehicles, and his arm that has never left his right waist will immediately raise it.

The actions of these three people are so obvious, especially the standard preparations for shooting by the elderly soldiers in the front row, which made Wu Qingchen even dare not move, and the pressure he was under can be imagined.

This is simply the treatment that only the arrested cross-border drug lords or important taint witnesses in cases of extremely dynamic social groups may be robbed or assassinated at any time.

Wu Qingchen really didn't know when he committed such a big deal that he was angry and resentful.

In other words, despite thinking very hard, Wu Qingchen really couldn't find out why he had to ask two policemen and two soldiers to come to see him at the same time, or to arrest him at the same time.

Romance action movies on computer hard drives? P2p downloads and uploads, resulting in widespread spread of viruses in romance action movies and causing huge economic losses?

The fierce remarks posted online in recent months? They have been quoted and interpreted by people with ulterior motives, resulting in large-scale and unrest?

Has the company made some not-so-clean accounts? Profits grew, the company expanded blindly, and used cheaper materials for lower costs, creating huge public safety hazards?

Wu Qingchen filtered the things he had committed from his mind one by one, and then exaggerated them one by one to the greatest extent. With the most serious consequences he could imagine, he still couldn't explain his current situation.

As the police car drove non-stop, Wu Qingchen's panic became more and more serious.

Under the closest care of the police on both sides, Wu Qingchen could not move freely, and his vision was also hindered, and he could only see houses and streets. However, as a native of Jiangxian, he could recognize every street from signs, street lights, and bus stops.

When he arrived at Nanping Square, it was the place where the police station was located. Wu Qingchen breathed a little rapid, but the police car continued to drive over.

After running forward for a few more minutes, Wu Qingchen's heartbeat began to accelerate again: the police car passed by the procuratorate, which was undoubtedly the place where the suspects who were prosecuted had to visit, and the police car showed no sign of slowing down.

Not long after, the police turned a few turns, and Wu Qingchen saw the roof flagpole of the familiar electric power building. Although his feet were trembling, Wu Qingchen was still relieved: the court next door. I think even if he really committed a serious crime, he would probably not be able to live in the free room here for a while.

As for the Maozuipo Detention Center and the Daoziling shooting site that he passed by later, Wu Qingchen was no longer worried at all.

Because, as the police car drove all the way, even though his vision was blocked, Wu Qingchen discovered something even more strange.

When passing by the police station, there were several tails behind the police car. When passing by the procuratorate and the court, there were several motorcycles in front. When passing by the fire brigade, the team added two fat guys.

Over the next journey, the fleet became more and more bloated, and the members formed became more and more weird.

In this case, no matter which part of the body is used to think about it, Wu Qingchen would not think that this team consisting of motorcycles, police cars, fire trucks, city inspection vehicles, anti-pornography and anti-gang propaganda vehicles, etc. The ultimate goal is to send himself to the place where the prisoner was shot and got shot with a few guns.
Chapter completed!