Saigon Police Station.

Interrogation room.

"Hey, you are miserable, even Sir, you dare to mess with him."

A senior police officer glanced at Zhong Wenze's information registration: "Especially people like you who had a criminal record before have such an unclear thing, it is not so easy to leave here."

"I don't care."

Zhong Wenze shrugged indifferently, crossed his legs and sat in the seat: "If I don't let me go, I'll live here, the environment here is pretty good."

He was too lazy to explain so much.

Now that I have come in, the most anxious thing is Sir Mo. The bait I finally released was caught by my own bite and caught.

"5703, what are you doing!"

Song Zijie pushed the door and walked in. He glanced at them first, walked over quickly and pulled the stool and sat opposite Zhong Wenze: "You go out, I'll ask him."

"good."

5703 responded embarrassedly, got up and left.

"The interrogation will be clear so soon?"

Zhong Wenze smiled and said, "Are you going to let me go? Remember to invite me for tea."

"Zhong Wenze, this is a good name."

However, Song Zijie ignored Zhong Wenze and read his information: "I won't talk nonsense to you anymore. They have confessed that you are Tan Cheng's people, and there has been internal strife due to interests."

"A Sir, you are very immoral."

Zhong Wenze snorted and pounded his fingers on the table rhythmically: "I have helped you get such a big credit, but you still have to bite me back. You're crazy about credit."

"I have said a long time ago that I am just a taxi driver. This matter has nothing to do with me, they are going to kill me!"

"You treat me as a fool! Why do they kill you? Why don't he come to kill me?"

Song Zijie looked at him coldly: "You are just being knocked out by me. Don't argue anymore. Tell me, what are you doing with Tan Cheng and the others? What new deals have you recently."

"That's OK."

Zhong Wenze held his palm on the table and didn't answer his words. He leaned back slightly and raised his eyebrows to look at Song Zijie: "Then let's talk about it in forty-eight hours."

After saying that.

He turned his head and stopped looking at Song Zijie.

To Song Zijie and Zhong Wenze are not polite.

Although he was Song Zihao's younger brother, Song Zijie was just a naughty person at this time, he was self-centered everywhere, and he was brainless and extremely conceited. He would get into the trap if Tan Cheng casually made a trap.

If it weren't for him, Mark Lee wouldn't have been sieve at the dock.

"you!"

Song Zijie was angry for a moment and looked at Zhong Wenze angrily: "Don't think that if you don't speak, I can't investigate your affairs. A thief is a thief, you can't hide it!"

"Are you sick?!"

Zhong Wenze slammed the table and stood up: "Are you stupid? Why are you biting me like a mad dog? If you have the ability, put down your gun. Let's go out and fight one by one, I will hit you ten!"

He also felt a little confused.

Song Zijie's words of reasoning are not so brainless.

"Since you are not from Tan Cheng and the others, why are you so close to Song Zihao!"

Song Zijie picked up the information and threw it on the table: "You are not from the counterfeit banknote group, why is Song Zihao waiting outside now!"

"You are definitely a core member, otherwise Song Zihao wouldn't have come forward in person!"

Having said that.

Zhong Wenze finally understood what was going on.

He just said, why is Song Zijie so hostile to him? It turns out that it is because of Song Zihao. Song Zijie's "love the house and the mist" shifted the focus to himself.

"We're doing things together."

Zhong Wenze stretched out his hand indifferently and sat down again: "I don't want to talk to you, and I won't say a word again."

This time.

Zhong Wenze really didn't pay any attention to him.

Song Zijie was quite persevering. He sat opposite him and stared at him without saying anything. The two sides became stalemate.

Upstairs office.

Sir Mo looked down at the latest file handed over and browsed it briefly. Just when he was about to put it aside, he suddenly saw the three words Zhong Wenze on the information and frowned: "What's wrong with this Zhong Wenze?"

"Sir Song just caught him last night, saying that he was fighting with gunfire..." 5703 explained.

"Fight with guns?"

"Yes, now Song Sir is interrogating it in person."

When Mo Sir heard this, he quickly stood up and walked downstairs. He couldn't let Song Zijie participate, maybe he would do something wrong.

All day long, I will make things difficult for me.

When he arrived downstairs, Sir Mo saw that Song Zihao was taking his lawyer to negotiate with the police officer in front of him, and he understood in his heart.

Push the door and go in.

When Mo Sir saw that Zhong Wenze and Song Zijie were speechless, he couldn't help but feel relieved. If Zhong Wenze told him about his identity, all his efforts would be wasted. The undercover status would be less risky.

“Mo Sir.”

When Song Zijie saw Sir Mo, he took the initiative to say hello.

"Um."

Mo Sir nodded calmly, his eyes left Zhong Wenze: "How are you asking? No problem, right?"

Song Zijie thought about it for a moment: "It's still in progress."

"I have read the file, his identity has been verified. If there is no problem, please leave it to others for the procedure. There is an urgent case here that needs you to handle."

Sir Mo said calmly and calmly: "Come to my office with me and I'll give you the information."

After saying that, he turned around and went out.

"Mo Sir..."

Song Zijie shouted, and frowned as he looked at Mo Sir's back as he left.

If Song Zihao didn't appear, he would have just taken a record and let the person go. It was because he saw Song Zihao bringing his lawyer over and he decided to dig deeper.

Who knows.

Now Sir Mo also told him not to follow him, which made him feel very annoyed.

"Boy, I've already set my sights on you."

Song Zijie looked at Zhong Wenze with some reluctance: "It's better not to let me catch you again. Next time I catch you, I will definitely dig out all the things you have on you."

"Remember to invite me for tea!"

Zhong Wenze grinned, revealing his white teeth: "Also, help me apply for the Good Citizen Award."

"you..."

Song Zijie almost didn't get angry.

This Zhong Wenze is simply a complete gangster, and he has wasted his good-looking face.

Not long after.

Song Zihao came in with his lawyer.

"Brother Hao."

Zhong Wenze stood up as he moved his body and said, "You don't have to come forward to help me with a small matter. Not only is I innocent, I have also made contributions."

"Let's go out first."
Chapter completed!