Breaking Through The Clouds

Chapter 115

"I know who the culprit is."

Emergency room.

Iron wheels rolled across the ground and rushed into the glass door, then the red light outside the room was on. There were people coming and going on the far side of the corridor. Yan Xie gasped, slowly slid against the wall, and sat on the cold ground.

Crash, blood, a bag of evidence, sirens coming from a distance... Countless sounds were intertwined in his mind, like a huge net covering the deep sea of ​​fear, and the devil was slowly rising from the bottom of the sea while staring at him with his sinister eyes.

Who did this to Fang Zhenghong's car?

What's in that evidence bag?

The sound of several leather shoes came rushing from a distance. Everyone in the corridor looked back, one after another, but Yan Xie didn't seem to hear anything. It wasn't until the footsteps stopped in front of him that Yan Xie raised his head and saw several uniformed police officers standing in front of him. The surrounding atmosphere was as if they were facing an enemy.

"I'm sorry, Vice-Captain Yan." The man in the lead showed his police card: "You know the procedure; come with us."

Several policemen were on guard, seemingly afraid that Yan Xie would suddenly rebel, and one of them even reached into his back and held the handcuffs.

But their fears didn't come true.

Yan Xie's eyes swept across their nervous faces one by one. He suddenly smiled, got up, and patted the hem of his clothes.

"Let's go," he said.

.........

Jianning Municipal Bureau.

The interrogation room seemed much darker than usual. A few dying rays of light passed through the iron bars on the window, reflecting the floating dust in the air and drawing the twisted and slender shadows of the iron table, lamp, and interrogation chair. The words "Leniency to those who confess, severity to those who resist" on the whiteboard on the opposite wall were slightly faint because of time.

There was a vague noise in the distance: "What's going on with our brother Yan. You should at least bring a cup of hot water in..."

"Sorry, we have rules, no one can enter!"

"What happened? There might be a mistake. Hey, you guys..."

Bang-

The chaotic human voices disappeared, and the sound of the iron door banging echoed in the empty corridor for a long time, reaching into the deepest interrogation room.

Yan Xie sat upright in the chair. The darkness could not block his clear and deep cheek lines, and the skin on the straight bridge of the nose reflected an indifferent shimmer.

After some time, two or three people's footsteps could be heard moving slowly from the end of the hallway to the door. When the guard opened the door, a figure that appeared to be always plump, firm, and unhurried appeared at the door of the interrogation room and met Yan Xie's gaze.

-Chief Lu.

"Okay, I know, you all can go."

Chief Lu walked into the room and instructed the guards behind him. Then, while the other party locked the door and left according to his words, he sat across from the interrogation table with a large tea mug, raised his wrinkled eyelids, looked at Yan Xie, and said:

"The accelerator and brakes of Old Fang's car had been damaged. He has suffered from a head injury and is still being rescued."

This was his first sentence.