The apartment is upstairs.

"I'll see, you sit, Uncle Tian!" Han Qiang stretched out his hand to take the file bag handed over by Zhou Tian, then greeted him, and sat on the sofa to watch.

Zhou Tian crossed Erlang's legs, drinking tea, and waited quietly.

Five minutes later.

Han Qiang put down the information in his hand, looked up directly and asked, "When will you do it?"

"The sooner the better, don't give him a chance to press down. Zhou Tian replied with a teacup.

"It's different now than two or three years, the media pays attention to personalization, and ordinary people can use various means to circle fans on major platforms! As long as you want to do it, the speed is fast, he will definitely not be able to suppress it!" Han Qiang said with full grasp: "Put the things here, you pay attention, I will let you see the reaction soon!"

"Trouble. Zhou Tian nodded lightly.

"Uncle Tian, I'm the youngest in my family, but I'm all betting on Rongfu! Now, I'm not afraid of trouble, I'm afraid that there will be no results!" Han Qiang replied bluntly.

“…… Your family will live well!" Zhou Tian got up and patted Han Qiang on the shoulder, then turned around and left.

……

H Gang.

After Fang Yuan finished shouting in the corridor, He Qichao was taken away by the case handler in the city bureau, and then changed to a town police station for interrogation, and the intention of doing so was also obvious, there were obviously people on it who had greeted him, and the case handler was afraid that the people from Rongfu would give He Qichao a message from outside.

In the office of a town police station.

"I've eaten the meal, and you've smoked half a box of cigarettes! Do we have to get down to business?" the handler closed the door, looked at He Qichao and asked.

"I really don't know, who is the person who came to the factory to shoot! I didn't see it, who the gun crashed on! Fang Yuan is a friend of mine, he came to help, it has nothing to do with this matter at all!" He Qichao replied with his head down.

"What the hell did Fang Yuan pour you ecstasy soup!" The case handler took an electric baton, poked it directly at He Qichao's crotch and asked, "Have you ever eaten roast chicken?"

"I don't know!"

"Woo B-face!" the handler directly pressed the electric baton switch.

"Crackling!"

A burst of blue light flashed on the metal head of the electric baton, and He Qichao twitched all over!

"Damn, B, it's all here, you're still pretending to be a tough guy?!The people who have committed capital crimes have to spit when they come in, how many rounds can you last?" The handler stared at the beads in his eyes, and poked He Qichao with an electric baton every three or five seconds.

"You're going to fucking beat me like this, you're going to be skinned!" He Qichao gritted his teeth and roared.

"Beat you? Do I still have to beat you? Hang you on an iron railing, your feet can't touch the ground, and your hands can't put down for two days! Do you think your physique can hold up?" asked the handler who poked He Qichao's face with an electric baton.

"I don't know!!!It's useless for you to kill me!" He Qichao was silent for a few seconds, his mind kept recalling Fang Yuan's shouting in the corridor, and then he roared and strengthened his courage, biting to death without spitting.

……

The other end.

He Qichao was guilty, Fang Yuan would not be better, he didn't get beaten at once, but he wanted to die! People directly threw it in the kitchen freezer for ten minutes, pure underground well water, pumped up three buckets, not splashed on the body at one time, only used a small bowl, poured from the head little by little, that kind of taste, there is no difference between a knife cutting on the body, no matter how good the physique is, five or six bowls of water are poured, you can't even stand up, your whole body is like frozen, the more your body shivers, the more you want to tremble!

This is called all over the water, more than ten years ago, the backbone of a violent criminal gang in Chongq was cleaned up and collapsed like this!

Fang Yuan's body was still fat, and his legs and feet were not good, so after he was whole for half an hour, he really couldn't hold on, and he just lay on the ground and pretended to be in shock, foaming at the mouth with a bang.

……

Late at night, inside the apartment.

"Brother Qiang, how can the first draft have a breaking point?" The copywriter who was temporarily recruited asked by Han Qiang.

"I'll write it myself, you just need to communicate with the media! The main text hasn't been sent, so don't show your photos. Han Qiang replied as he stood next to the workbench.

"Hey, it's so lak!" the copywriter nodded.

"On the last night, everyone is in good spirits! After playing the cards in your hand, I will invite you to Sanya tomorrow!" Han Qiang greeted him noisily, and then shouted: "Come, in the whole two boxes of Red Bull!"

In the relatively narrow room, the smoke is filled, the air humidifier is spewing white smoke, these people stay in the house, they haven't gone out for several days, the smell of sweat, the smell of stinky feet, and the smell of moldy instant noodles are like chemical fertilizers, urging everyone to work hard!

……

H Gang, inside the police station.

He Qichao's body was spread out on the chair, his crotch was damp, dripping with urine, his slightly dull eyes, and when he saw the case handler, his legs and stomach trembled unconsciously.

“…… If I find a reason, I can detain you for at least seven days! Twenty-four hours have passed since you came in! Do you calculate, how long do you have to survive?" The case handler ate an apple, leaned his butt on the desk and continued: "I know what you are afraid of! You are afraid that if you say it, Fang Yuan's friend will take revenge on your son!"

When He Qichao heard this, his lips squirmed and he continued to be silent.

As the old saying goes, ten years of criminal police, at least professor-level psychologists, they are in contact with criminals all day long, and they know too well what these people are thinking.

"You said, I'll give you a different place to hold you! You haven't committed a crime, and when the time comes, you'll naturally go out!" The handler paused, opened his mouth and continued: "I'll directly bring your son to the city bureau! Find someone to take him to and from school!"

"......!" He Qichao looked at the electric baton on the table, his pupils dilated.

"I just don't understand, what do you say you insist on for Fang Yuan?!It's you who suffers, the electric baton pokes at you, and it doesn't hurt Fang Yuan!What do you say you JB picture?" The handler watched the changes on He Qichao's face, then put down the apple and said, "Don't give up?

He Qichao swallowed.

"Come, look who this is!" The criminal policeman pointed at He Qichao, and then shouted outside: "People bring in!"

"Huh!"

He Qichao raised his head suddenly.

"Whoa, whoa!"

In less than a minute, the door was pushed open, and a young man with sixty pounds of shackles was dragged into the house.

At this time, the case handler stared at He Qichao's expression and didn't speak at first.

He Qichao saw the young man walking in, his eyes were slightly hesitant.

"Do you know him?!He was the one who rode a motorcycle and held a gun that day!" The case handler stared at He Qichao and continued: "Fuck you! I've found the main culprit, what do you insist on?!"

He Qichao was shocked, but he really couldn't tell if this young man was the one who appeared in the compound of the fungus factory that night, because the lights were very dim at that time, and he didn't dare to show his head in the building.

"Huh!"

The person handling the case picked up the electric baton, pointed at He Qichao, and said: "I can tell you in charge! As long as one of the main culprits is caught, the other will definitely be caught within seven days! They will open their mouths to bite you, you have your mind, what are the consequences for you!"

He Qichao's forehead was crackling with sweat.

"Crackling!"

The handler pressed the electric baton switch and suddenly shouted: "Fuck your mother!

He Qichao seemed to have been struck by lightning, swallowed his saliva and replied: "Say, I say, I say ......!"

"Hey, that's right!" The case handler nodded, then pointed at He Qichao and said, "You organize the language!"

……

Two minutes later, the investigator walked out of the interrogation room. And the young man who was shackled said with a smile: "I really blew him up!"

"I'll be interrogated right away! You cover Fang Yuan over there, as soon as He Qichao's confession comes out, Fang Yuan will be turned into a criminal offense immediately!"