Chapter 95: Who is He?

Finally, under the aim of several guns, Tang Chong lifted Qiu Yihan and carefully handed him over to a police officer.

During the handover, Qiu Yihan's body twitched as if he had a nightmare, and he suddenly woke up.

She looked at the police officer's face, then grabbed Tang Chong's neck tightly, refusing to let go.

"Can you let go first? We need to go back with the police uncles for an investigation," Tang Chong said with a smile.

Qiu Yihan didn't speak, just held onto Tang Chong's neck tightly, her knuckles turning white.

"We still have to go down the mountain. You can't make me carry you all the way down. That would be too cruel," Tang Chong said with a smile.

Qiu Yihan still didn't speak, but hugged Tang Chong even tighter.

Hua Ming walked up to the stern-faced police officer and said, "Brother, she's his girlfriend. Can't you let him carry her?"

"Still have to separate them," the stern-faced police officer said, his face dark. From his perspective, he needed to control the suspect immediately. Otherwise, if he suddenly changed his mind, the girl would become a weapon against them.

Hua Ming, helpless, tried to persuade her, "Qiu Yihan, can you come down and walk with us? We can't delay any longer. We need to investigate the matter as soon as possible. Otherwise, Tang Chong will be in trouble."

Qiu Yihan's eyelashes fluttered, and she finally let go of Tang Chong's neck.

As soon as Tang Chong put her down, two police officers ran over and handcuffed him.

Tang Chong didn't resist; he couldn't.

He was very concerned, but it was useless to be concerned.

The road on Yvnu Peak couldn't accommodate vehicles, so they had to walk down the mountain. At the foot of the mountain, two police vans and a police car were already prepared. The stern-faced police officer had several police officers escort Tang Chong into one of the vans. Hua Ming, Liang Tao, Li Yu, Zhou Wei, and Qiu Yihan got into another police car with two police officers. The stern-faced police officer himself got into the dedicated police car. The old Taoist was still unconscious and needed someone to watch over him at the foot of the mountain. A doctor would be sent to check on him.

The Yvnu Mountain Police Station was next to the Yvnu Mountain Train Station, a two-story building with no courtyard. The entrance was right next to the platform and railway tracks.

The car stopped at the entrance, and Tang Chong was taken into an interrogation room, isolated from Hua Ming, Liang Tao, and the other roommates, as well as the other party involved, Qiu Yihan.

After a short wait, the stern-faced police officer entered with a young male police officer wearing glasses.

He pulled a chair and sat in front of Tang Chong, lit a cigarette, and the police officer behind him quickly went out to find an ashtray.

He exhaled a puff of smoke and said, "Name."

"Tang Chong."

"Gender."

"Male." This time, Tang Chong didn't answer, "You touch."

"Place of origin."

"Qingyun City, Hongshan County."

"ID card." The stern-faced police officer said, possibly feeling that the interrogation was too tedious.

"The things on me have already been taken by your officers," Tang Chong said.

The stern-faced police officer turned to the male police officer, who immediately understood and ran out.

Tang Chong sighed lightly.

A higher rank can crush a person. Those who enter this system are all sharp-witted. So many smart people fighting each other is truly a grand spectacle. No wonder the political culture of China has been so rich and colorful for thousands of years.

"Tell me what happened," the stern-faced police officer said, blowing a smoke bubble.

Tang Chong told the truth, without any concealment. He didn't even try to twist the facts in his favor because he was in the right from the beginning.

He was indeed climbing the mountain for a trip, but who would have thought he would encounter a pervert?

The young police officer with glasses walked in, holding a black bag. Inside were Tang Chong's phone, wallet, and other items.

The stern-faced police officer took out Tang Chong's wallet, pulled out the ID card, looked at the photo, and then at Tang Chong, saying, "What a handsome boy you used to be, now you've grown up so badly."

"..."

Smack!

The stern-faced police officer slapped the table in front of Tang Chong, making the ashtray jump and buzz when it landed.

"Tang Chong, I need to remind you, the crime you committed is very serious," the stern-faced police officer said, his face dark. "We have found the body you mentioned in your report. I just saw it, and it was shocking. It was too gruesome. Are you a student? When did Nanjing University produce such a student? Calling you a butcher or a killer is not an exaggeration."

"The city police forensic doctor will be here soon. They will examine the body, and all the evidence is against you. If I were you, I would confess immediately. The judge might be lenient during the trial. If you persist in your delusions and have unrealistic hopes, you will be in for a rude awakening."

"I will fully cooperate. I will tell everything I know," Tang Chong nodded repeatedly, as if scared by the stern-faced police officer's words.

"Very good. Now, recount the events in detail," the stern-faced police officer said. "This time, it will be recorded. It won't be easy to change your story. Tang Chong, your future depends on your attitude now, whether it is honest enough."

"I will be honest. I won't hide anything," Tang Chong said. The truth was already in his favor; only a fool would hide it. "I called the police to seek justice."

"Let's begin," the stern-faced police officer said, snorting.

So, Tang Chong recounted the events again, and the young police officer with glasses took notes.

When Tang Chong finished, the stern-faced police officer slapped the table again.

Still not satisfied, he kicked the old wooden table in front of him.

The table flipped towards Tang Chong, about to hit him.

Smack!

Tang Chong extended his foot to stop the table, preventing it from falling.

"Damn it. Do you want to die? Playing us for fools? What's the difference between what you said this time and last time?" the stern-faced police officer cursed, wanting to kick Tang Chong again.

"I advise you to calm down," Tang Chong said calmly. "I am a student. No matter how this case is judged, it will be a big deal, and the school will get involved. If you beat me now, and I tell the media about your violent interrogation, it won't be good for you, will it?"

"Damn it. You dare to threaten me?" the stern-faced police officer was furious, clenching his fists and ready to charge at Tang Chong.

"If you can't think for yourself, then consider it a threat," Tang Chong sneered. "I've already killed someone; do I care about a beating? You will tarnish the police force, and your fate won't be good."

"I..." The stern-faced police officer was speechless.

He wasn't afraid of tarnishing the police force. Which police station didn't use some 'private means' during interrogations?

The key was that Tang Chong's words chilled him.

"I've already killed someone; do I care about a beating?"

Indeed. The Taoist was killed by him. He had seen the body after returning, with both eyes destroyed, bloodied, the head smashed, the body flattened, and unknown fluids coming from the lower body.

He didn't know which injuries were caused by Tang Chong and which were from the fall, but the two cuts on the eyes were definitely done by Tang Chong.

A young student daring to stab an adult's eyes with a knife. Could such a person be made to confess with just a beating?

Because he was too young, he almost treated him like an ordinary criminal.

Seeing the stern-faced police officer calm down, Tang Chong felt relieved.

He didn't want to be beaten for nothing before the people he was waiting for arrived.

Knock, knock.

Someone knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" the stern-faced police officer shouted, but he was secretly grateful to the person outside. Otherwise, he would have been in a difficult position in the room.

Who would stop in the middle of a beating just because a kid threatened them? How could he lead his team if this got out?

"Captain, there's a situation," someone outside the door reported.

The stern-faced police officer pointed at Tang Chong and said to the young police officer with glasses, "Watch him closely."

"Yes, Captain," the young police officer replied loudly.

The stern-faced police officer opened the door and asked, "What's the situation?"

A middle-aged, experienced police officer stood at the door and said quietly, "Captain, it's a big deal."

"How big? Wang Haoran, don't be so indecisive. Speak directly," the stern-faced police officer said impatiently.

"She is Qiu Hongtu's daughter," the middle-aged police officer said.

"Who is Qiu Hongtu's daughter? Who is Qiu Hongtu?" the stern-faced police officer asked, puzzled.

"Qiu Yihan. The girl who was hugging the suspect. Qiu Hongtu is the chairman of Hongda Group, one of the top ten super-rich on the Forbes list," the middle-aged police officer said.

The stern-faced police officer was stunned and said, "Impossible. How could Qiu Hongtu's daughter come to this remote place? And be with a murderer? Wang, are you mistaken?"

"I didn't believe it at first either," the middle-aged police officer said, feeling wronged. "But after multiple confirmations, she admitted it herself. She even asked to call her father. I haven't approved it yet. Captain, what should we do?"

"Let her call. If her identity is fake, what can a phone call do? If it's real, can we stop it?" the stern-faced police officer said.

"Yes, Captain. I'll arrange it," the middle-aged police officer said, walking away quickly.

The stern-faced police officer didn't go back in immediately. He stood at the door, looking through the crack at Tang Chong, who was sitting calmly.

If the pretty girl is really Qiu Hongtu's daughter, then who is he?

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