Zhou Jiuliang had many things hidden in his heart, but he didn't reveal anything unusual in front of the police officer.

Qi Yuncheng put down the pen in his hand. It was when he put it down that Zhou Jiuliang's eyes suddenly shifted to the pen, fearing that it would fall again.

This little move was immediately noticed by Senior Brother.

As expected, it was fun to tease my junior brother, and it almost cast a shadow on him.

"Can I check what's on you now?" Qi Yuncheng said.

"Of course."

Feeling confident, Zhou Jiuli stood up and actively cooperated, unlike Yan Hexiang who was reluctant.

Yan Hexiang's reluctance also sent a message to Zhou Jiuliang, telling him that he might be searched.

After a simple search, nothing special was found.

"You can go, thank you for your cooperation."

Zhou Jiuli arranged his clothes and went out of the interrogation room calmly. When he walked out of the interrogation room, he was in a bad mood.

The goods have been stuck under the table and there is no time to take them out.

If he could only expose himself, he quickly asked the concierge Zhang Jiuling to speak aside and asked him to take it back quietly while he was being interrogated.

But he hasn't gone yet.

There was one more person in the interrogation room—Yue Yunpeng.

He has been monitoring, and there is no way he won't show up. If he doesn't show up again, the subsequent interrogation will only become more troublesome.

In this story, besides the police officer, there are comrades in arms.

"Mr. Superintendent, leave the rest to me. You go monitor and I'll make you some coffee in that room." Yue Yunpeng said, "After all the hard work, you are too tired."

"Okay, you must cross-examine them carefully and don't let them go."

"Don't worry, Professor Cao's murderer will be found."

Qi Yuncheng left with his assistant Zhou Gulan.

It wasn't until he was sure that the two of them had left completely that Yue Yunpeng's expression changed. He breathed a sigh of relief and sat down where Zhou Jiuliang had been sitting. He felt something was wrong as soon as he sat down.

He reached down and touched, and a small iron box wrapped in cloth and stained with tape appeared in his hand.

It wasn't in my plan, but everything became clear when I opened it.

Anti-venom A No. 1 is a vaccine.

He is not stupid and can understand specific tasks instantly.

But I can't contact my comrades for confirmation now, because I know there are still people monitoring me, so I can only call the next person to continue the interrogation.

The next one was Zhang Helun. He was playing the role of a bandit, and when he was about to be interrogated, Qin Xiaoxian saw that no one around him stopped him and whispered a few words.

"Brother, it's like this. We two have our own current identities. You are a rich man, and I am a gangster. If you call me a bandit, then we two belong to the mountain kings."

Only later did Zhang Helun realize what was going on, and he was extremely embarrassed.

"Ah, I shouldn't have said this."

"Yes, fortunately none of them thought that way. We will try our best not to let them recall the scene just now."

"That's right. My mind is much clearer now."

"Go quickly and don't make anyone suspicious."

The two brothers discussed it, and Zhang Helun entered Yue Yunpeng's interrogation room. Qi Yuncheng continued to monitor in another room, not to mention that Xiao Yue had actually made coffee.

Even Zhou Gulan had a share.

"You're wasting my time too much." Zhang Helun entered the room without any scruples. He sat down and said directly, "I've been sitting here all afternoon. When can you close the case?"

He was carefree, while Yue Yunpeng sat opposite him with a serious expression on his face and did not say a word.

With Yue Yunpeng's appearance, Zhang Helun couldn't help but sit a little better and said slowly, "I'm a little hungry. Do you have any wontons here? Give me a bowl?"

Yue Yunpeng still didn't speak.

Looking at the other party's face full of amusement, he was finally interrogated and his defense was broken.

"Forget it, I won't eat anymore. It's so difficult. I don't think your formal appearance is funny. Let's have fun. But if another person were to judge me, my state would not be like this."

Yue Yunpeng didn't want to talk to him at all. Among all people, Zhang Helun's identity was simpler and more straightforward.

"Why did you come to this hotel?"

"Have a meal."

"With whom."

"Follow me, brother." Zhang Helun then pointed behind him.

"What's your brother's name?"

"Qin Kaixuan."

"How did you get involved in this case?"

"Oops." Zhang Helun sighed, still in a careless state, which was consistent with his status as a bandit. "While we were eating, your alarm bell rang, saying that the professor was dead."

"Didn't you have dinner with the professor?"

"I don't even know what the professor looks like."

"What do you usually do?"

"Work? We are just one...a bandit!!"

Yue Yunpeng was surprised. Yue Yunpeng was not here when Zhang Helun said it before, and it was the first time he heard about his identity. But if Qin Xiaoxian was here, he would die on the spot.

I just said not to expose myself. I confessed so quickly. I am not that incompetent at playing.

Qi Yuncheng, who was monitoring the situation, also smiled in another room. For the first time, he felt that he was stupider than Lao Qin.

"Murder and arson?"

“Robbing the rich and giving to the poor.”

"Oh, that's it. Then have you ever thought that after you reveal the identity of the bandit, you won't be able to leave no matter what?"

Zhang Helun has no brains. Yue Yunpeng, who wants to help others, cannot have no brains. Let him point it out directly.

It was at this point that Zhang Helun came to his senses.

Said quickly.

"It's not...us, we were passed down from the older generation, and I have changed it."

"My father is also a bandit."

"Yes, my grandfather's grandfather was also a bandit."

"Then our police specialize in catching these kind of bandits, especially Inspector Qi. He loves catching bandits most in his life."

At a loss for words, Zhang Helun completely threw himself into the trap, and immediately explained, "We have changed things now and severed the relationship between father and son."

"In what year was it cut off?"

If he wants to say this, Yue Yunpeng will ask this.

"The year I was born, the umbilical cord was severed."

"When you cut the umbilical cord, you sever the father-son relationship with him?"

"Yes, yes," Zhang Helun said plausibly while sitting on the chair. Making up lies is the basic skill of a crosstalk actor. "I told my mother at that time, and I also told my father."

Finally, the serious Yue Yunpeng smiled and said, "You just cut the umbilical cord and you told your father that you want to sever ties with him?"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Yes. I told them in the dream that there is a precursor to giving birth to a child. If I don't want to be a bandit, we will break it as soon as the umbilical cord is cut."

The more he spoke, the more outrageous he became. Yue Yunpeng subconsciously looked elsewhere, and then at Zhang Helun, who was speaking very seriously, "Are you just looking for trouble? Are you talking to me like this? I'm a detective."

"No, this is a normal situation of having children, and then I go into business."

"I really want to slap you with my big mouth." Yue Yunpeng really had no choice but to say, "I told you from the moment I got the script that I have to get into the role. Everything else is fine, but you can't get into it."

Hahahahaha!

Zhang Helun was lying on the table laughing wildly. He didn't know why he was talking so much.

Yue Yunpeng said: "Now tell me what you are selling in business?"

Zhang Helun: "Selling cloth."

Yue Yunpeng: "Selling cloth??"

Zhang Helun: "I didn't write the script, I wrote it myself."

Yue Yunpeng: "Knitted? Shouldn't cloth be woven?"

Zhang Helun: "Weaving cloth."

"It won't be better if I just chat with you." Yue Yunpeng laughed for a while, then immediately stopped smiling and tried very hard to hide it, "The young man next to you, what does he do?"

"My men."

"What do his parents do?"

Once again, the script was in a blind spot. Zhang Helun covered his forehead and started making up nonsense, "Let me think about it for you, he... he is also a bandit."
To be continued...