Zhang Lingjun raised his voice and shouted, "This is a criminal act. Don't slander me. If I had surveillance, Ruan Xing's home would have become the scene of a murder. You must have checked at all levels. How could there be nothing?"

Found? This is an investigation, and evidence is needed. You can’t talk nonsense without evidence..."

The black policeman said: "You don't have any surveillance, so how do you know that Ruan Xing wakes up at 8 o'clock every day? How do you know that she puts on makeup every morning..."

Zhang Lingjun froze for an instant, and then immediately retorted, "That may be because I used the wrong word, and besides, it is only such a time. This can be known from other ways, such as her casual remarks during the day, or by estimating the time she goes out every day.

”

The black policeman sneered, "This is an investigation, not a debate. The truth cannot be distorted by words."

As he spoke, he grabbed Zhang Lingjun's shoulder.

Old John on the side said hurriedly: "What are you trying to do? There is nothing wrong with what others said. The time and cause are clearly explained. Don't make trouble here again."

The black policeman turned to look at him and said rudely: "I didn't ask you, and we are currently investigating the case. As a policeman, you should do what you should do in a society governed by the rule of law. Please do it according to the law."

Old John said: "I am doing things in accordance with the law. You said there is something wrong with me, but the evidence you produced is indeed too thin and not convincing. Don't forget the identity of Mr. Zhang Lingjun."

The black policeman raised his voice, "I have not forgotten his identity, but please don't forget your own identity..."

The same is true for Old John, "I am like this precisely because I have not forgotten my identity and paid attention to my identity..."

"Really? Then Nanyue is still lucky..."

"South Vietnam is lucky to have you..."

"Yes, it is precisely because of me and people like me that she will rise..."

"Really? Wait until 20 years later..."

"Even in 100 years we will..."

Zhang Lingjun on the side looked at the two people in front of him who were getting louder and louder, as if they were about to fight. He stepped forward and stood between the two people, reaching out to stop them.

"You two, don't worry, don't worry, you are the police, don't forget that you are the police, and don't forget what time it is.

"We are still investigating the case, and the murderer has not been found yet. You two policemen got into an argument over something that had nothing to do with you. Are you sick? You are not afraid of being laughed at."

The black policeman stretched out his hand to push him away, "It has nothing to do with you. This is our internal conflict."

Zhang Lingjun said: "Why is it irrelevant? I am still assisting in the investigation for the suspect."

Old John comforted Zhang Lingjun with an apologetic look on his face and said, "I'm making you laugh, but that guy's brain has been welded to death. Don't worry about it."

The black policeman looked at him with eyes so cold that he could freeze someone to death, "Do you still have any conscience or bones?"

"There is nothing to say between us. You are already crazy. You can't understand it at all..."

"Let's talk about it slowly..."

"You are crazy. Do you know what you are saying and doing? You are taking taxpayers' money... There are people like you among us..."

"We...who are we? Who do you mean by us?"

"I think in Ruan Xing's case we can..."

"We definitely don't have you..."

"It seems you are planning to purify your bloodline..."

The sounds coming from all directions were like stirring in a washing machine. Zhang Lingjun felt that the world in front of him and the brain matter in his head were also rolling. His headache struck again, worse than ever before.

It's as if there are seeds of thorns taking root and sprouting in the head. The thorny branches are like tentacles, twisting the brain and soul tightly, and the whole person is suffocated.

He had to force himself to move from the middle of the two people who were still arguing to the door to the side. He leaned half-softly on the door frame, breathing heavily.

Then when the two of them finally took a breath, they quickly said, "Okay, I admit that I did conduct further investigation into Ruan Xing when the investigation reached a deadlock."

The atmosphere suddenly became silent!

The black policeman looked at Old John in front of him and snorted coldly, with a heavy mockery on his face, "Just tell me the specifics."

Zhang Lingjun said: "For example, by hacking into Ruan Xing's computer and manipulating the computer camera and microphone, we can obtain specific information about the time period after she returned home that I cannot track."

The black policeman said: "Aren't you monitoring the mobile phone? According to your previous investigation, this method is the easiest to get the answer, and it is also the best thing to do according to your position."

Zhang Lingjun shook his head, "Of course I also want to monitor my phone directly, but it's not something I can do just because I want to. I have to have the opportunity. Until now, I have never had the opportunity to install monitoring.

"Her life is too regular, there is no crack to get through, and there is no way to start."

The black policeman said: "If you don't have the opportunity, you can't make it yourself?"

Zhang Lingjun said: "Actually, I wanted to try to create some accidents last night to achieve my goal, but as you know in the end, I was caught in the act."

"Is this all the trouble that has been going on for a long time?"

Old John shook his head speechlessly at the side, "That's it, I thought it was something. It looked like it had a huge secret, and it even made people think that you killed the person. You really don't need this.

So hidden."

Zhang Lingjun explained: "I didn't hide it intentionally, and I didn't want to hide it. Things developed like this.

"Since I was woken up, the black police officer has been leading the conversation in cooperating with the investigation. I will answer whatever he asks.

"At the beginning, he didn't ask this question at all. Instead, he suspected that I was guilty. All I could do at this time was to explain that I had nothing to do with the murder. As for the surveillance, I had no chance to say anything and stand up.

From my point of view, there is no need to add extraneous details, so I didn’t mention it.

"Then next, he did ask me if I had discovered anything about Ruan Xing's death.

"My answer to this question is neither concealment nor reservation. I really don't know anything about the cause of Ruan Xing's death.

"Because there was nothing useful in the surveillance before yesterday, it was all normal, and I haven't looked at the surveillance last night.

"After all, I can't go out to work during the day and come back at night to watch the surveillance all night. Not only would I be mentally unbearable, but I would also be mentally disturbed.

"I really don't know anything.

"If you insist on asking why I didn't take the initiative to tell the truth about the surveillance?

"This is because the attitude of the gangster police at that time worried me a lot. His inquiries, his tone and the messages he conveyed became more and more intense, and even more sinister. It was impossible to guess his true intentions, so naturally he became more and more intense.

Don’t dare to talk nonsense.”

Old John smiled and looked at the black policeman, "So that's it."

The black policeman's face darkened, "It's my fault after doing this for a long time, how dare you say that?

"Isn't the change in my attitude just because I have doubts about whether the conversation leader who previously assisted in the investigation is doing it for me?

"Wouldn't it be over if you started to speak directly about the surveillance? When it comes to clearing suspicion, there is no better way to clear yourself of suspicion than surveillance at the time of the crime.

"Isn't it a big deal to say it?"

"Why isn't it a big deal?"

Zhang Lingjun said: "Maybe it's not a big deal from a legal perspective, but for the media, such explosive content as "A single female civil servant was brutally murdered, and foreigners monitored her 24 hours a day" is simply too exciting. I will be on board.

Headlines."

Looking at the black man with a disapproving look on his face.

Zhang Lingjun sighed and shook his head, "You don't understand what public opinion is, you are not sensitive to this kind of information, and you don't know how powerful these things are when they are spread. Let me tell you this, if it really gets to that point,

I might have to finish playing."

Old John said maliciously: "Don't waste your efforts. No matter how much you say, people like him can't understand it. In other words, the result is what he wants to see, what he hopes in his heart, and wants to realize."
Chapter completed!