Chapter 192 How much does a ton of ‘USD’ cost?

"Name!"

"I'm not a prisoner. You have violated my human rights like this! I want to see a lawyer!"

In the dim interrogation room, a middle-aged man looked at the light in panic and wanted to get up several times, but because his hands were clamped on the welded seat, he could only roar forward!

"human rights?"

Dean put his legs on a chair, his voice lazy: "Harry, let Mr. Haval check the procedures. As a detective who protects the safety of citizens, we attach the most importance to your human rights and freedoms."

Haval is the father of the missing Azac, the man among the charlatan couple.

His wife has been sent to the hospital for treatment.

As for him, he was taken to the interrogation room of the Central Branch.

This place is much simpler than the interrogation room of the police station.

But it also reduces a lot of program trouble.

In this place, Dean is the boss.

He has the final say!

After Dean finished speaking, he silently lit a cigarette and asked Harry to come forward to perform.

Hearing Dean's orders.

Harry stood up with a smile, walked to Mr. Haval with a document, pointed to the signature and approval inside and said:

"Man, this is a certificate issued by the branch psychologist. Given the unstable emotions of you and your wife, we have the right to impose basic restrictions on you to ensure your own safety.

If you don’t cooperate, we can continue to apply for medication stabilization for you, so don’t make things difficult for us!”

Prove it is true.

But the psychologist prepared a lot of servings.

After receiving the request from Dean.

The psychologist hired by the branch took out a document in front of Harry, and wrote Haval's full name on it, signed it, stamped it, and even went to see Haval in person.

This is the real Central Branch, the seemingly justice surface, still with the unique means of the early years.

Hearing the medication settled.

Haval's face was twisted: "FK, you are crazy, I'm not a lunatic!"

"How do you prove that you are not?"

Harry shrugged: "Mr. Haval, unless you can prove yourself, even if you find a lawyer afterwards, the justice will only believe in the authoritative proof of the branch psychologist, rather than the nonsense of a lunatic!"

"FKyou, do you let a normal person prove that he is not mentally ill?"

Do you want to listen to what you are saying?

Haval struggled wildly.

If it isn't for the quality of the steel handcuffs.

He would definitely pounce on Harry and use his teeth to make the nigger in front of him reflect: What else he said!

Seeing this.

Harry shook his head: "Sorry, Mr. Haval, you are so aggressive that I feel threatened. Since that's the case, I can only apply for drug intervention."

He followed Dean's previous appearance and approached Haval's ear and whispered: "Don't worry, all the procedures will be complete, and you will never let Mr. Haval your human rights and freedom be violated little by little!"

Said.

He took out the pager and pretended to call someone to send medicine.

Haval was desperate.

He knew clearly that he had met a guy who was unruly.

Let a normal person prove that he is not mentally ill

FK!

It seems ridiculous.

It's even more desperate.

Haval collapsed: "Stop, don't inject me with those damn potions. I know what you want to ask, I said, I said all!"

Hearing words.

Harry took advantage of the opportunity to withdraw the pager and nodded: "Very good, I hope you are not fooling us. Now there is a shortage of 'volunteers' who need treatment and medicine."

After saying that.

He made an OK gesture to Dean and returned to the interrogation position with a smile.

These are what Dean taught him to do.

Before, Harry thought it would be too much.

Look now.

Efficient and accurate, hitting the weak point.

Compared with the previous case, when facing those suspects or insiders of the case, He Hehe asked in anger, he didn't dare to retaliate because he was hung up, for fear that the other lawyer would bite him back and would not be able to sleep for several nights.

One word, cool!

As expected, I still followed Dean, not only did I not have to suffer, but I could also truly feel the power of this layer of skin on my body!

"Name!"

“Haval…”

"Your relationship with the missing person Azak!"

"Father and son!"

"Tell us, why you and your wife, knowing that Azac's car will appear in the abandoned XX factory!"

Haval was confused in his eyes, and finally lowered his head with his fate and said in a silence: "Because the car was burned by my wife and I... But we are trying to save our son."

It turned out that Haval and his wife were a bit related to some stupid critics by pretending to be crazy.

But there are no real fools.

Many people just use the "Psychic Society", "Tarot Card", etc. to engage in some activities such as exchanging interests, having an affair, swapping wives, and opening silver parties.

After all, as a person with a small identity, do you want shame?

The place opened by Haval and his wife has become a good place to accommodate the darkness in their hearts.

As for superstitious divination?

Such people have, but they rarely exist in the crowds where Haval and his wife make friends.

The smarter the person is, the less he will believe these divine things.

On the contrary, the people at the bottom are more likely to place their spirit on illusory things because of the unwillingness of the current situation, or to expect their destiny to be changed or to escape reality.

These people are much more fanatical than those interested and enthusiasts, and are also the real source of income for the Haval couple.

The brand originally relied on high-end ‘customers’ to build up.

The Haval couple can often bring in some enthusiasts who are interested in "spirituals" and "divination", or are not smart superstitious people, and live a good life.

What is bad is the sons of two people.

The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked.

Their sons are not good birds either.

I cheated my classmates at school and mingled with a group of all walks of life outside.

Fortunately, except for not staying at night, Azac basically bullies people without worrying about being bullied.

So the Haval couple let it go and gave them full freedom.

"It was nothing. My wife and I thought to let Azac take over our industry when his 'puberty' has passed, but things changed half a month ago."

Haval's eyes showed fear.

"Half a month ago?"

Dean interrupts Haval's narrative!

He remembered correctly. Harry said before that the abandoned XX factory originally brought together many children who did not study around, but there were several missing cases later, so they changed places.

The key is that the son of the Haval couple, Azac, is also a non-study.

This time is very subtle!

Haval, who accepted his fate, didn't care about Dean's reaction.

He nodded: "Yes, before he disappeared, Azac often hangs with his friends near the abandoned XX factory, which is a paradise for those children to stay away from their parents."

"But about twenty days ago, a child disappeared began.

There is Azac's girlfriend inside.

It was a girl with personality. My wife and I were very optimistic that she could become Azac's helper, so when my son found us and asked for help, we agreed very happily.

An accident happened."

"What accident?" Harry had been aroused by Haval's narration.
To be continued...