C38 (1/2)

At this moment, Iron Head slowly raised his head and said in a weak voice, ”Directors, I have always been very diligent in the Bureau and have never done anything out of line. Because of my private work with Huang Quan and the rest, the Bureau wants to eliminate me. I refuse to accept this!” Iron Head lifted his foot and shook the heavy shackles.

As we all know, it is impossible for ordinary handcuffs and shackles to hold the iron head.

Just as the boss wanted to ask, he was stopped by Seventh Uncle, ”Titou, you must cooperate with the investigation now. Old Duan's autopsy report was out, the fracture was not caused by a blunt instrument, it was caused by one move, you are definitely suspicious.”

As he spoke, he heard two crisp cracking sounds. The cuffs and shackles on his iron head had all been broken. ”I've always cooperated with the Bureau's cases, but I don't understand this method.” Iron Head stood up and made a gesture to rip open the handcuffs on me and Ding Lan Xin.

Seventh Uncle stood up and pointed at Iron Head. ”Sit back down. Don't act recklessly.” While Seventh Uncle was speaking, the Chief had already raised his gun and aimed it at Titus' head.

The boss whispered, ”Do you dare to move again? It makes sense to kill you now. ”

Seventh Uncle slowly pulled down the boss's gun, looked at the boss, and said gently, ”All three of you can open the handcuffs, but you have to sit back down now.”

Iron Head sighed and sat back down.

What surprised me was that Ding Lan Xin never expressed an opinion from the start. After all, she was the only one with fingerprints on the knife in the old man's throat. This was evidence of being beaten by iron. Then … Why did the conch plate appear at Old Duan's house?

After everyone calmed down, I let out a long breath and said to the two of them, ”Seventh Uncle, Old Chief, we have worked together for so many years. Seventh Uncle can prove that we have never resented anyone in the operation team or Old Duan, so we don't have a motive to kill anyone! ”

The two of them looked at each other, and the boss also sighed, ”I also believe that this is a misunderstanding. Both of you really have no motive, but how do you explain that knife? Tell me, besides the iron head, is there a second person? Besides, this … Conch disc? Yeah, you brought it back from the northeast! ”Why was it found at the scene of the crime?”

I can't defend myself against all this evidence. All three of us are under suspicion of being unclean.

Seventh Uncle looked at the conch plate. ”Netherworld, where did this thing come from?” How did it end up in your hands? ”

”This is a long story, Seventh Uncle!” I guarantee that the conch plate is not a murder weapon at all. You must know better than I do what it is. ”

”Seventh Brother, I don't want to discuss any personal grudges here. I also hope that the killer isn't them, but you need to tell me what this so-called conch plate is and what its use is. Otherwise, it'll be hard to explain it to Chief Meng.”

”Explain it now!” The door of the interrogation room was pushed open. Meng Nanshan frowned as he looked at the three of us with a hidden bitterness in his eyes. He walked to the middle of the room and said, ”I'd rather believe that you were framed, but your excuse should be reasonable. Otherwise, Old Duan can't just die in vain.”

Seventh Uncle and the Chief stood up and led Meng Nanshan to sit down. The Chief lit up Meng Nanshan's cigarette and blew out smoke rings, ”Lanxin, explain about the throwing knives.”

Ding Lan raised her head. With a cold gaze, she looked around with a pale smile and gently shook her head. ”Since the boss believes that I'm the murderer, what else can I say?” ”If you want to kill me, I'll cut you into pieces.”

Meng Nanshan frowned and looked at the boss with dissatisfaction, ”Who tortured Lan Xin?”

The boss didn't deny this point and directly admitted it, ”The biggest suspect in this case is Ding Lan Xin. After we caught her last night, she didn't say anything. I had no choice but to carry out the punishment according to the rules of the Bureau.”

”Humph!” Ding Lan let out a cold harrumph with her scornful gaze.

Meng Nanshan looked at Ding Lan Xin, ”Chief!” Do you think it's appropriate for you to treat your colleagues the way you treat prisoners? ”

The CEO responded, ”Not suitable. But Chief Meng, the victim is also our colleague.”

Meng Nanshan let out a heavy sigh, ”Those who you trust, listen! Those who listened to him could not be trusted! Lan Xin, don't you want to talk about the throwing knives? ”

”I don't want to!” Ding Lan's heart was cold as she answered with extreme dissatisfaction.