Soon, the police car stopped at the gate of the Metropolitan Police Department, and Prosecutor Huang Zhengxun and two Korean policemen took Ling Qingfeng into an interrogation room on the left corner. ▲∴

Along the way, Ling Qingfeng looked left and right, and felt very curious.

The office environment of the Korean police station is really good, similar to the white-collar office area in high-end office buildings in China. There are large green potted plants everywhere, with bright windows and clean tables and simple design.

And the most important thing is that these Korean policemen are very diligent. It is almost early in the morning. Every seat is almost full. All kinds of prisoners are taken in and out, and there is a bustling atmosphere.

Before coming to South Korea, Ling Qingfeng read some information about the South Korean police. It said that the average number of murders, robberies, **, thefts and other violent crimes occur every year in South Korea, with an average case resolution rate of 75%. The number of injured police officers during the mission is an average of 903 cases per year and 38 deaths... In South Korea, police are a very hard-working and demanding profession.

"Ah, it's actually not the case in China! China's territory is many times larger than South Korea, and its population is much larger. The grassroots police have heavy tasks and great pressure, and the welfare and office environment are far worse than others!"

Ling Qingfeng said to himself in his heart that although he is still studying in the police academy, he has not heard of the outside professional atmosphere and has a lot of feelings for the moment.

"Sit!" Prosecutor Huang Zhengxun reached out and pulled the chair for Ling Qingfeng and asked him to sit down.

Ling Qingfeng sat down without caring, looking at the bearded prosecutor with bright eyes.

Prosecutor Huang Zhengxun took out the cigarette box and shook it at Ling Qingfeng. Seeing that the other party shook his head, he lit one for himself.

Ling Qingfeng noticed that the prosecutor smoked a box of 5,000 won per box. This is a women's cigarette produced in South Korea. The cigarette is slender and looks very delicate when held between his fingers.

"Although he is a majestic and sniffing big legs, he smokes such a woman's cigarette. Is this guy hiding a girl's glass heart under his rough appearance?" Ling Qingfeng couldn't help but think randomly.

At this moment, the door of the interrogation room was slammed open from outside. A female police officer with a plain appearance but heavy makeup rushed in and shouted at Prosecutor Huang Zhengxun: "Prosecutor, how many times have I said it! Don't steal my cigarette? Your cigarette is so bad!"

"Nonsense! Didn't you see me interrogating someone? I'm just addicted to smoking! I put the cigarette on the table. How can I know who it belongs? I need to concentrate, concentrate, understand?" Huang Zhengxun was a little angry when he saw the embarrassment of this Chinese boy, and replied loudly.

The female police officer didn't even glance at Ling Qingfeng, a criminal on the other end of the desk, but laughed with her waist and said, "Prosecutor, it's not that you have a big addiction to smoking, but that your wife has given you too little pocket money, right? Return the cigarette to me!"

Huang Zhengxun's face turned red when she said it, and she had to throw the cigarette on the table over. The fierce female police officer turned around proudly and closed the door with her backhand.

Ling Qingfeng found it a little funny. The bearded man looks a little down-to-earth. He had been stern before, making him look like a Bodhisattva in the temple.

The two of them looked at me, and I looked at you, staring at each other for a long time. No one spoke first.

In the end, Prosecutor Huang Zhengxun couldn't help it. He frowned and said in a stiff Chinese language: "Boy! Your name, age, occupation? What are you doing in Seoul? Give me a honest explanation!"

Ling Qingfeng smiled. It turned out that this was the case for the criminals to be tried both at home and abroad, and it was obviously nothing new!

"My name is Ling Qingfeng, 21 years old, and he is a student. He comes to Seoul to participate in exchange meetings between schools. Is this answer OK?" Ling Qingfeng said slowly on purpose, saying word by word.

Huang Zhengxun narrowed his eyes, his eyes were as sharp as a hawk, and he shook his head contemptuously, saying, "Boy! I don't believe a word of what you said! Are you a student? He beat someone with an internal injury with bare hands and was stabbed on his shoulder. He could pull it out by himself, and he could talk to me here! There are no such brave students in our country!"

"You'd better give it honestly? Try to tell the truth before I get your information, otherwise, uncle will use this to teach you the principles of being a human being!" Huang Zhengxun glared at each other, raised his fist and waved it.

Ling Qingfeng was not afraid at all, but smiled and said, "Uncle Police, this room should be equipped with surveillance, right? Do you threaten me with your fists? Are you not afraid of being complained?"

Bang! Huang Zhengxun punched the table, and all the paper and pen on the table jumped up.

"Chinese boy, no matter what your relationship is, how deep your background is, it will be useless even if you are the prince of a big company! This is South Korea, and I am not the policeman you call me. I am the state prosecutor, and the law gives me the right to investigate."

When Huang Zhengxun was roaring, Ling Qingfeng stared at the other party's eyes very seriously. A person's eyes are often not easy to deceive people. Although this bearded man is rude, his eyes are very stable and he has no evasion. He should be an upright person!

"Boy, why are you staring at me?" Prosecutor Huang Zhengxun found that the boy in front of him had a strange look and couldn't help asking.

Ling Qingfeng crossed his fingers, placed his chest, pondered for a while, and said, "I'm thinking about whether you are a trustworthy person."

Unexpectedly, the criminal actually said such words to him. Huang Zhengxun was stunned for a moment. He was a little surprised. This boy was completely different from those boys fighting on the street.

At this moment, the door of the interrogation room was pushed open again.

"Didn't I give you the cigarette? You're still here to do it..." Huang Zhengxun blurted out halfway, and found out that the person who came in was his assistant, assistant prosecutor Zuo Ming.

"Prosecutor, this is the information of the person who just sent to the hospital. Please check it out!" Zuo Ming sent a stack of information in his hand to Huang Zhengxun.

Huang Zhengxun was a little surprised. Why was Zuo Ming's hand shaking? Is a piece of information that heavy?

After taking the information and scanning, Huang Zhengxun's pupils immediately magnified, and his face suddenly became gloomy, and he browsed page after page at an extremely fast speed.

As he looked, Huang Zhengxun's eyes were shimmering. After a while, even the beard on his face shook.

After a while, Prosecutor Huang Zhengxun finally finished reading the information, solemnly placed the information in his hand at the corner of the table, and placed it meticulously. Then he asked with a slightly nervous voice: "Boy, do you know what you did just now?"

Ling Qingfeng shook his head blankly and asked with a little concern: "What? Is that person dead?"

Huang Zhengxun stared at Ling Qingfeng intently, and looked at him again and again, as if there were flowers on his face.

"He is not dead! But I'm about to die of excitement! Do you know what you did just now? I'll ask you again, do you know that driver?"

Ling Qingfeng smiled and said, "Uncle, don't be nervous, take your time! This is the first time you asked me this question? Where did you ask again? I don't know him, what's wrong?"

Huang Zhengxun took a deep breath, as if he had made up a great determination, and then said in a very sincere tone: "Boy! You are lucky! On behalf of the Korean government, the National Police Department and all the prosecutors, I thank you! You caught a big fish for us! Look, here is the information, please read it yourself!"

"After reading it, tell me your identity and everything you know!" Huang Zhengxun handed Ling Qingfeng the information on the corner of the table, and his hands were also trembling slightly.

Ling Qingfeng didn't reach out to take the information at all, thinking I was stupid! I don't have to think about it. The information must be written in Korean, so it would be strange if I can understand it! This bearded man wouldn't use this trick to trick me!

"I can't understand Korean!" Ling Qingfeng said embarrassedly. He didn't know what these Koreans were doing.

Huang Zhengxun's mood at this moment is like a child who loves to show off. He tries his best to attract adults' attention, but he just doesn't get the attention of adults. Not to mention how uncomfortable that aggrieved mood is!

"Huh! Huh! Forget it, don't look at it, I'll tell you directly! The person you just injured was a well-known A-class criminal on the Interpol list, nicknamed Ghost Cut Yunyan, and ranked seventh on the entire Southeast Asian killer list.

Three months ago, he assassinated four of us excellent prosecutors. We had been trying to arrest him for many days! Unexpectedly, such a person was in the hands of you boy! Haha! But it was so fucking fun!"

After Huang Zhengxun finished speaking, the topic suddenly changed, with a cautious look in his eyes, and asked in a deep voice: "However, what I am even more curious about is why Guishou Yunyan came to kill you! Who are you who can defeat the seventh killer in Southeast Asia? Don't say that you are just a student of China. If your students are of this level, you Chinese would have ruled the world long ago!"

The prosecutor showed a eager expression on his face. It was not necessarily a good person who killed the killer, but maybe a more powerful bad person. In short, it would definitely not be an ordinary good person. Unexpectedly, an emergency on the street could catch a big fish like the ghost cut off Yunyan, and there might be more than one. No wonder Huang Zhengxun was excited!

Ling Qingfeng stared at the bearded man's eyes, shook his head, and said, "I'm not lying! I'm a student at the First Public Security University of Huaxia. This time I came to South Korea to attend the police academy student exchange meeting. Oh, I have an official identity. I have the second-level superintendent of China. If this is the case, will you understand more?"

Ling Qingfeng's original intention was to report out the police rank he received at the national competition so that the other party could understand why he could defeat the seventh killer in Southeast Asia. By the way, I would like to publicize to Korean colleagues. The Chinese police are still quite fierce! You have arrested the retaliatory criminal for so long, so I took it down with just one move! The young man's character is somewhat showing off.
Chapter completed!