Chapter 920 (1/2)

”Well, I promise you.”

Wang Zhen nodded after listening.

Two police officers came by, and the interrogation had stopped for two days. This time, Zheng Zhijun absolutely told all the secrets he didn't dare to touch, including the inside story of the arms and drug trade of the black tiger society, the two police officers he killed, and his life when fighting with the enemy. More importantly, he even knows where Zhou Heng and tie Niu are going! With these clues, the trial of the case once again has a very clear direction.

The trial and confession lasted for three hours. Finally, we got to the bottom of the matter and asked everything we wanted to know and could know.

After a little rest and asking Zheng Zhijun to sign the painting, the other party looks at Cao Xiaolei, who smokes silently. ”Brother Cao, can I go to see my mother?” His eyes are still red, his voice has become hoarse, and he seems to have lost his energy.

”Well, let's go, mourners.”

Cao Xiaolei said, and then Wang Zhen and another police officer accompanied him, four people walked out.

In the funeral home of Longwan District, white cloth covers his dead mother. Zheng Zhijun's face is full of tears and even sobs from a distance. However, when he is about to enter the door, he stops and looks at Wang Zhen around him.

”Team Wang, I don't want my mother to see my handcuffs. She will be sad. Can you untie them for me first? Please

”All right.”

Looking at Zheng Zhijun's face, how could Wang Zhen have the heart to refuse this request? He had to untie his handcuffs, because his mother's body was stored on the fourth floor of the funeral home, so he didn't worry that the other party would escape. After all, if he jumped from this height, he would definitely fall to death immediately.

Three people guard at the door, Zheng Zhijun himself into the door.

In order to leave a little dignity for the man and give him a chance to be alone with his mother's body, Wang Zhen closed the door for a while, only leaving a little gap. And in the line of sight, he saw Zheng Zhijun step in three or four steps, plop down and kneel on the ground.

Then he knelt down and moved forward step by step, which made Wang Zhen's eyes moist.

With a sigh, he closed all the doors, as if he could not bear to disturb each other. Cao Xiaolei and the other police officer did not say a word. After a while, they heard the sound of thump in the room. It was supposed to be kowtow, and then there was a dead silence. A few minutes later, they burst into wailing.

Crying heartrending, crying very sad, crying as if to make every nerve of the listener tremble

There was sadness on the faces of the three people, and they stood outside silent, one by one. Maybe what they can give Zheng Zhijun at the moment is a quiet, undisturbed quiet.

There are still three handprints on the washed and kind face. Needless to say, this strong mother must have been beaten before she died. Gray hair, sunken eyes, no trace of blood face and lips, looking at Zheng Zhijun has been unable to stand.

Kneeling on the ground, hands holding the head lying on the ground to continue to cry.

What is constantly emerging is the last night at home, his mother's effort to bring him vegetables, and nagging again and again, let him pay attention to his health and safety, don't hang on to her and Dad, take good care of himself, just like yesterday, but now it is Yin and Yang.

It seems that Zheng Zhijun has never felt like the sky has fallen down like now.

It turned out that when he was outside, no matter how dangerous he was, no matter how angry he was, no matter how poor he was, he still had a home in his heart! And now, the family is gone... Father and mother are dead, just like the pillars of life collapsed.