Rebirth: If the school beauty is not sweet, why should I lick her?

Chapter 195

Late at night in Shanghai.

October is already chilly.

Zhou Jiangnan, wearing a thin T-shirt, leaned against the wall of the detention room, shivering with cold.

"You still don't admit that you started it first, and you don't admit your mistakes? Then we can only accompany you to waste time."

"No means no, you can lock me up for life, and I will say the same thing."

Zhou Jiangnan's rebellious attitude made an old policeman frown.

He advised: "Young man, you hit a foreigner, and he is an American citizen. If things go wrong, it may become a diplomatic incident. You should give in and admit your mistakes and try to get leniency."

"Do you mean leniency? I'm not a three-year-old child. If I sign this transcript tonight, I will go to another place to pick up soap tomorrow. You can sign it if you want, but I won't."

"What's the point of wasting time like this? Do you think you can get out after 20 or 40 hours? Your case has a bad impact. We will apply for an extension of detention. If 24 hours is not enough, we will apply for 48 hours. There is always a way to make you let go!"

"It doesn't matter. You can worship foreigners as you like. I am a tough guy and won't bend down. After he asked us to stand up in 1949, I never thought about kneeling down again."

Zhou Jiangnan insisted on not giving in. The young policeman next to him was furious. Seeing that it was already early in the morning, he slammed the table and shouted, "Are you arrogant? I wasted our time with you. I think you want to suffer a little."

He leaned close to the elder's ear and whispered, "Do you want to turn off the camera?"

The old policeman couldn't bear it, but he remembered the explanation of a certain leader. He must get a result tonight and calm the matter down as soon as possible.

He understood the leader's meaning and wanted to give Baipi a satisfactory explanation. In the social atmosphere of foreigners and Chinese, he could only sacrifice the young man with blood in front of him.

Zhou Jiangnan, a top student of Lin'an University, was talented.

What a pity for a good young man.

He nodded, and the young policeman stood up and went out. After a while, he came back and took a look at the camera and began to unbuckle his belt.

Zhou Jiangnan immediately realized that they must have turned off the camera and were going to resort to some tricks.

If inducing a confession doesn't work, then force a confession. As long as you resort to tricks, you won't have to worry about not getting the transcript you want.

It looks like he's going to be whipped with a belt.

He clenched his teeth and stared expressionlessly into the eyes of the young cop, without any fear.

Having lived a new life, he should have known how to take advantage of the situation and avoid harm and deal with such things tactfully.

At this time, signing a signature can save him from physical pain. If he must go to jail, actively cooperating with the transcript can also strive for a lighter sentence.

But the hot blood in his body was boiling, stimulating him to never give in.

He didn't believe that these people could cover the sky with one hand, and he didn't believe that there was no place to reason.

As long as he couldn't be beaten to death, as long as he had a breath, he would crawl to the imperial capital after he got out and report it to the central government!

"Snap."

A belt came over, hitting his back with a heart-wrenching pain.

Zhou Jiangnan didn't move, and he refused to let go.

At this moment, what he was thinking about was whether Fang Xin was already going crazy outside.

She had no relatives in this strange city. This was her first time facing such a difficult situation. She must have been in a state of panic.

Regret?

Zhou Jiangnan didn't regret it at all.

A man who couldn't even protect his own woman was a waste.

These damn white pigs treated all girls as easy girls and ran to the land of Xia to bully others.

I just regretted that I didn't punch him a few more times and beat him to the ground.

"Snap."

Another belt came over, this time hitting the waist, and Zhou Jiangnan couldn't help but grimace in pain.

"Sign your name and fingerprints, and you will suffer less. We can finish our get off work and leave early, which is good for everyone."

"Sign your name, if you have the guts, beat me to death. If you can, I will report it to the central government!"

The young policeman was anxious when he heard this, and said fiercely: "You still have this idea? Don't even think about it, you will be in jail for life."

He began to be ruthless, forgetting to hit the vital points every time.

This era is not like those years in later generations. The supervision of power is not so open and transparent, and the arbitrariness of power is very common.

Zhou Jiangnan didn't know how many times he was hit. Although the black T-shirt could not see the blood color, he knew that there were scars under the clothes without looking.

Infinite anger suddenly rose in his heart, and there was also unspeakable sadness.

What a romantic demise history. Back then, they were bullied so cruelly by foreigners, and now some people still can't wash off the background of flattering foreigners.

No wonder such a big and beautiful metropolis is still called Edinburgh after more than a decade.

Sad! Damn it!Sad!

He cursed without restraint, venting his anger. Later, he could no longer feel the pain in his body, but felt very happy.

Perhaps it was the rapid secretion of adrenaline that made him excited to the critical point.

"Okay, you are stubborn, let's try another way. If the force doesn't work, let's try the literary one."

The young policeman brought a strong headlight to shine on Zhou Jiangnan, stopped talking to him, and didn't let him sleep. He just watched quietly.

I don't know how long it took, Zhou Jiangnan felt that his soul was about to ascend. Except for a belief that he would not admit his mistakes, his mind was blank.

Want to sleep, but can't.

Trembling in pain, uncomfortable all over.

Fuck him.

"Come on, kill me. If you kill me, it will be over. Congratulate your foreign boss."

"You are submissive to the outside world, but you are strong inside. You have insulted this uniform and badge. You don't deserve to wear them."

...

He cursed.

He was silent at the end.

The young policeman who was interrogating received a call and replied respectfully: "Not yet, Chief Wei, rest assured, I will complete the task."

After hanging up the phone, he was about to increase the stakes.

Suddenly, another urgent call came in, from Li Bin, the executive deputy director of the New District Branch.

"Why did Director Li call me directly?"

The young policeman asked the older policeman, who shook his head in confusion.

"It's so late, it must be an urgent matter, you answer it first."

The young policeman picked up the phone, and before he had time to say hello, he heard the other side asking anxiously: "Sun Tao, are you interrogating a young man named Zhou Jiangnan now?"

"Yes, leader, you have to bother with such a small matter?"

"What small matter! I order you to stop the interrogation immediately and wait for me to come over!"

"No, leader, this is arranged by Wei himself, he..."

"Wei Jun didn't say that on the phone, is my words useless? Stop if I tell you to stop, this is an order!"

The young policeman hung up the phone and looked at the middle-aged policeman in confusion. He also heard the voice on the phone.

The middle-aged policeman frowned, then his face changed drastically, and cursed: "No, Wei Jun wants to sell us out, fuck him."

"Old Ding, what do you say?" The young policeman asked anxiously.

"Damn it, we're probably going to be tricked... Xiao Sun, be prepared."

The middle-aged policeman named Ding lit a cigarette, narrowed his eyes, and secretly thanked himself for not doing anything.

This night became even longer.