Duan Kefan vaguely guessed something, and then he noticed that Zhou Zhiyong had scars on his face and on the skin exposed outside his clothes. He frowned and asked, "Why did the injuries on your face and body come from? Did they hit you?"

Zhou Zhiyong couldn't help but tremble, and waved his hands repeatedly and said, "No...no, no one hit me, the injury on my body was caused by myself..."

Although Duan Kefan is not a doctor, it can still be seen that Zhou Zhiyong was injured and not because he fell, but because he was beaten. Obviously, Zhou Zhiyong suffered a lot and was so scared that he didn't even dare to admit that he was beaten. As for the person who beat Zhou Zhiyong, it was obvious. It must be the police who arrested him. The Ministry of Public Security has long had a ban on police officers that prohibited police from beating and abused the suspects. What's more, Zhou Zhiyong doesn't look like the kind of criminal who commits crimes. Why do these police dare to enforce the law and violate the law and beat him?

Duan Kefan frowned even more, and thought for a while and said, "Brother Yong, what did you get caught in for?..."

Just as he asked Zhou Zhiyong about the pain, he held his head and said in pain: "I don't know what I did wrong. I just want to make some money to support my family and help those patients who can't afford high-priced medicines. Why is it illegal? Why don't they catch those who rely on patients to make ill-gotten money? What's wrong with this society? Why do good people become criminals, and bad people become good people?..."

Duan Kefan vaguely guessed the truth from Zhou Zhiyong's words, and a glimmer flashed in his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Brother Yong, don't be discouraged. Good will be rewarded, and evil will be rewarded. Justice may be late, but it will never be lost!..."

Zhou Zhiyong just shook his head in frustration and refused to speak anymore. Strangely, not long after, several policemen came to take him away. Duan Kefan thought he was going to return to the previous state of no one to pay attention to. The iron door of the detention room opened, and a policeman appeared at the door and said with a stern face: "Duan Kefan, come out and go to the interrogation room with me!"

Duan Kefan had already vaguely guessed that he had been framed, but he wanted to see how he was going to turn the black and white into his head and forced the charge to fall on him. Then he stood up calmly and walked to the door. The policeman actually took out a pair of handcuffs and prepared to handcuff him. Duan Kefan flashed, dodged the policeman's hand and said sternly: "I haven't committed a crime, why should I handcuff me?"

The policeman didn't expect Duan Kefan to dodge, and his face changed, and he also said sternly: "Is there any criminal you don't have to say? Are you still ready to violently resist the law?!" As he said that, he picked up the handcuffs and handcuffed Duan Kefan's wrists again.

Duan Kefan was even more sure of his guess, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, but he did not resist anymore, and said coldly: "I hope you understand what you are doing. You are breaking the law by law enforcement!"

The police ignored Duan Kefan's words and forced him to handcuff him and took him to the interrogation room on the other end of the corridor. The furnishings of the interrogation room were very simple. There was an iron chair in the middle of the house, and a table and two chairs were placed opposite the other side. The Captain Wang, who I had seen before, sat on it with a female policewoman responsible for making records. There was not even a window in the room, and the light was very dark, but a lamp was hanging vertically above the iron chair. The sharp column of light just covered the iron chair, making people feel a little confused. This is also the common method used by the police to interrogate criminal suspects. It is mainly to give the suspect psychological pressure, because after a long time of backlight, the person will quickly feel tired to achieve the purpose of defeating the suspect's psychological defense line. At the same time, it is also convenient for the police to observe the suspect's subtle movements and expressions.

The policeman pushed Duan Kefan to the iron chair and sat down, and let go of the handcuffs and handcuffed his wrists to the armrest of the iron chair. Duan Kefan saw this posture and knew that he had been treated as a criminal. A sneer appeared on his face, and he did not resist. His eyes were calm and cold to Captain Wang sitting directly opposite him.

Captain Wang knew that it was troublesome when he saw Duan Kefan's expression. Ordinary people were brought here, regardless of whether they were guilty or not. People as calm as Duan Kefan were not afraid of death, but also extremely strong people in their hearts. Such people were often not easy to mess with. He sighed in his heart, but his face was silently asked according to the interrogation process: "Name?"

"Duan Kefan"

"gender"

"male"

"age"

“25”

The Wang Detachment sighed again. When ordinary people watch TV, the police interrogate the suspects. The beginning of the same question is that they must think that they are taking off their pants and farting. Do they still need to ask about their names, genders, and ages? How could the police not have any basic information? The reason for asking this is that according to regulations, there must be such a procedure to determine the basic information of the suspect. In addition, it is also creating a psychological situation that allows the suspect to unconsciously enter the inquisitioner's guidance mode.

But as soon as he saw Duan Kefan's neither humble nor arrogant reaction, Wang's detachment knew that his regular routine would definitely not work, so he had to continue asking: "Work unit and position?"

"Village Party Secretary of Rongshu Village, Dazhang Town, Gucheng County"

The Wang Detachment looked at Duan Kefan in surprise. They didn't know this information. The Duan Kefan's identity information they had was registered through the ID card system. They knew that he was a college student who had just graduated from Jiangnan University, but they didn't expect that Duan Kefan was actually the village party secretary! How could there be such a young village party secretary? If they hadn't known that Duan Kefan could not lie on this issue, the Wang Detachment simply doubted whether he had heard it wrong!

The Wang Detachment felt a little more and more agitated, and he continued to ask, "Do you know Zhou Zhiyong?"

Duan Kefan's eyes flashed, and he knew that the opera flesh was coming! He still replied with neither humility nor arrogant words: "Know"

"How did you know him?"

"The old branch secretary in our village has liver cancer and was hospitalized in the Affiliated Hospital of the Provincial Medical University. His life was in danger and he needed a special medicine to rescue him. It just so happened that Zhou Zhiyong had this medicine. I bought this medicine with him, so I met..."

"Then do you know that Zhou Zhiyong sells fake medicine?"

Duan Kefan's eyes flashed again. He was almost sure of his guess now, and he replied coldly: "In my concept, what can cure diseases and save people is real medicine, and what cannot cure diseases and save people is fake medicine! The village party secretary of our village used Zhou Zhiyong's medicine and immediately saw the scene. He was rescued at that time. I don't know why you said he sold fake medicine?!..."

Wang's detachment was asked by Duan Kefan, and coughed twice awkwardly: "About the identification of fake drugs, national laws stipulate that fake drugs are not included in the national drug catalog and have not obtained market sales licenses. We will not discuss this issue for the time being. Apart from buying drugs, have you and Zhou Zhiyong have other intersections?..."
Chapter completed!