"That."

Zhong Wenze took out the cigarette from his pocket, handed a cigarette to Superintendent Wu, and said speechlessly: "You are smoking a cigarette, don't play with my wounds anymore. If you continue playing, my hands will be ruined for you."

original.

Superintendent Wu was indeed using medicine to wipe the blood around the wound and disinfect it.

While he was rubbing, he launched a psychological offensive against Zhong Wenze.

Who knew that Zhong Wenze was as stable as an old dog? The more he continued to talk, the more speechless Superintendent Wu felt. Zhong Wenze was talking without any loss.

Although I have turned the topic into the matter of Mark Lee's escape infinitely, exaggerating the consequences as much as possible to achieve the goal of making Zhong Wenze scared.

Who knows.

Zhong Wenze didn't move at all and kept talking to him.

Superintendent Wu was thinking about how to conquer Zhong Wenze, so he forgot to bandage the wound.

"hehe."

Superintendent Wu smiled awkwardly and politely. He pushed the eyes on the bridge of his nose and began to bandage Zhong Wenze's wounds.

Sir Mo watched the whole time, without any intention of rescuing.

"Then let's have one."

Superintendent Wu bandaged his wound, took out a piece of it from the wrinkled Marlboro cigarette box and lit it, wrapped it up, and asked on his own initiative: "I want to know about Mark Lee with you."

"Know what he is doing?"

Zhong Wenze was stunned, his face full of surprise: "I don't know much about him."

"No need to be clear."

Superintendent Wu took Zhong Wenze's expression in his eyes. Of course he knew that the boy's expression was pretending: "Just now, Mark Li pointed a gun at your head. After you confronted him, you threw him down and he ran away."

"Yes."

Zhong Wenze nodded without denying it.

Superintendent Wu looked at Zhong Wenze's eyes with a burning look: "Why are you not injured?"

During interrogation, the police paid great attention to the details of the eyes.

Many people.

When facing the police's interrogation, because of guilt, he evaded his eyes and lied, he would habitually raise his eyes and dare not look at him.

"Because I fired all those bullets."

Zhong Wenze noticed Superintendent Wu's gaze, and did not dodge at all, and also looked at him directly: "After I threw him down, I controlled the direction of the muzzle as soon as possible, pulled the trigger, and fired all the bullets at the sea surface, so I was not injured."

He spoke very decisively and spoke very fast.

Because he didn't lie.

then.

Zhong Wenze himself did this, indeed.

Superintendent Wu narrowed his eyes: "What about?"

"Then?"

Zhong Wenze looked at him for granted, without hesitation: "He kicked me to the ground, then rushed onto the yacht and drove the boat away."

Superintendent Wu's tone finally changed, his speech speed increased a few points, full of urgency: "Why don't you stop him!"

"Why should I stop him?"

Zhong Wenze raised his eyebrows and looked at him, and asked with confidence: "There is a gun on the boat, I will rush up again. What should he do if he shoots me to death?"

"I don't need to stop him, I'm afraid of death! It's your police's business, not for me, an ordinary unarmed Hong Kong citizen."

“…”

Superintendent Wu looked at him and didn't say anything anymore.

Because he couldn't refute Zhong Wenze's last sentence.

Zhong Wenze had the final say on what was going on at that time and how things were going on.

Because they couldn't see the scene at that time.

Just this.

Zhong Wenze can gain a firm foothold.

"Si..."

Superintendent Wu smiled "hehe", wrapped his cigarette heavily, squinted his eyes at Zhong Wenze for a while, then turned his head to look at Sir Mo: "Inspector Wu, it seems that you, the undercover, seem to have some problems."

"Swish."

Zhong Wenze narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes looked at Superintendent Wu, and he became a little more serious again.

This person is not simple in mind, and it is even more difficult than imagined.

"oh?"

Sir Mo raised the corner of his mouth and said in surprise: "Supervisor Wu, why did you say this? This person is not my undercover."

"Oh? Isn't it?"

Superintendent Wu also laughed: "You should know very well whether he is an undercover agent."

"When we see Zhong Wenze pointing at the head by Mark Li with a gun, your tone obviously changed a little, and you are anxious."

Without waiting for Sir Mo to reply, he continued: "I can understand that Sir Mo is very worried about the lives and safety of Hong Kong citizens, so he ordered the team to pay special attention to them."

"But when Zhong Wenze pounced on Mark Lee and the gunshots rang, we all thought Zhong Wenze was dead, and your expression changed again. You can clearly hear your instructions next, and you are angry."

"At the moment, after seeing Zhong Wenze again, you obviously felt relieved."

"From this, I can judge that this person is most likely the undercover agent you arranged next to Mark Lee and the others."

“…”

Sir Mo listened to Superintendent Wu's inference and looked at him with his expression unchanged, but he looked at Superintendent Wu a little more.

Superintendent Wu said with certainty and was very sure of his judgment:

"And I can also conclude that Zhong Wenze must have performed very well, or he played a very important role in this action, and you value him very much."

"So, your every move is keeping you paying attention. You like this person very much. You hope he can continue to use it for you, so you are worried about his safety."

Having said that.

He threw the cigarette that had been drawn to the end of his hand on the ground, crushed it with his feet and slashed it out:

"But there is a problem: Mark Lee's escape looks very calm, not like he escaped after knocking down Zhong Wenze, but more like he left calmly."

"So, if you want to use this person thoroughly, you still need to spend some time."

"He is very likely to be instigated by Mark Lee and his group."

After saying that.

Superintendent Wu reached out and patted Sir Mo on the shoulder: "Since you don't want to admit it, I won't say much, but you should be able to tell whether what I'm right or wrong, you can grasp it yourself."

"Swords are always two-sided. If you use them well, they can be a big killer weapon. If you use them poorly, you may also hurt yourself."

After saying that.

He picked up the medicine box on the hood and turned back to the car: "I'm very happy to work with Sir Mo this time. If there is still a chance next time, I'm also very happy. Since Mark Lee has run away, I'll leave first."

"goodbye."

Superintendent Wu looked at Sir Mo, then looked at Zhong Wenze, waved his hands to the two of them, and drove away.

"Old silver coins."

Zhong Wenze looked at the taillights of the car away and cursed silently in his heart.

This is the most professional policeman he has seen so far. Even if it is him, he has to be careful.
Chapter completed!