Chapter 116 Close Your Eyes
After putting down Zhou Xiaoli and turning back to the railway police station, Buck realized that it was not as simple as filling out a form.
Two casual men who seemed to be lazy and sat inside as small leather bags crossed over their shoulders. They walked up the steps of the police station gate and did not enter through the glass door, and their shoulders were tight!
The crossbody bag that looks no bigger than a book, under the feeling of Buck, there is nothing to put except a pistol.
Buck's muscles also tensed for a moment, but the parking lot that was originally full of cars seemed to open the two doors at random. Two men came down from both directions, with empty hands, but both put their right hand on the side of their right hips, and it was obvious that they could pull out their guns at any time!
This is seen from the reflection on the glass door. The retreat has been blocked. Buck's first reaction is that the island was discovered by killing people?
The strong self-confidence and various scenes experienced defeated the random thoughts. It seemed as if there was no pause at all. Buck reached out and pushed open the glass door, and casually placed the helmet on the counter at the police station reception desk, leaving both hands empty to reduce the nervousness and sensitivity of the other party.
Barker doesn't mind being arrested. Controlling the rhythm of the scene is what a master should do. He is busy all the way and will only make mistakes in his busy schedule. As long as it is not a last resort, it is a more purposeful approach to attack the people.
Sure enough, with his as if he hadn't realized it, "Hello, I was called by Uncle Ji to fill out the form." The four men who had already approached were obviously much more relaxed, but they did not let go of their vigilance. They walked about two meters closer to him and happened to watch him at four corners.
The police officer obviously received an arrangement that he did not have a police officer's body, but now he even hangs his gun around his waist. Buck also noticed that the gun with the handle of the pistol was hung on the belt to prevent robbery, and maybe he was not a police officer.
Now that I haven't stood up, I glanced at Buck and pointed at the room next to me: "Put down the things and wait there..."
Buck honestly put down his helmet and backpack, walked into the room with empty hands, a standard detention room, with metal chairs that can lock and handcuff the suspect, and a wooden chair, and an interrogation table opposite, but obviously all furniture is fixed to prevent it from becoming an attack tool.
Buck ignored the camera probes in the upper corners of the room, casually fiddled with the buckle plates on the metal chair, and chose to sit down on the long wooden chair against the wall behind, crossed his fingers, gently tapped his thumbs, squinted his eyes to rest.
The heavy metal interior door was closed by the person behind. Buck only glanced at it, wondering if there was still time to watch the construction site today, and he did not make any other reactions.
This seat lasted nearly an hour.
The interior door opened again, and the four men remained vigilant enough to come in, asking Buck to sit on the metal chair, pointing with gestures, without opening, Buck did as he did.
With a click, the buckle plate on the handrail turned over and locked him in the seat, signaling the two arched metal rings on the board, Buck obediently put his hands on, and then clasped them tightly, and he was completely locked.
The four men went out in relief.
In an hour, Buck recalled that it was probably caused by the unlucky guy who followed Hong Qi the day before yesterday. Otherwise, even if he faced a murderer, he would not be so sensible as a big enemy. It was obviously because he was mentally prepared for his combat effectiveness to resist arrest.
So he was much calmer. He was more soldiers and generals came to stop him. The biggest thing in the world was just how his mentality changed.
And the more tight the defense, the more Buck feels there is a gap.
The sound of steady footsteps came, three people... there were no masters, but they had high heels, so what Buck said to himself.
Walked past Buck and sat behind the interrogation station.
Sure enough, there are pairs of high heels, not as tall as Mou Chenfei's ones. It's a limit in such departments and units. Anyway, it's much more attractive than the two men sitting in front. Buck glanced over and took the lead and it was indeed the middle-aged leader who called him at the dairy farm the day before yesterday, and he felt more relaxed.
As long as it is not a murder case... Hey, the high heels are very elegant, with clean and neat short hair, bright and sharp eyes, and a rigorous lady's suit. Oh, Buck followed her and noticed that the three people in front of him were wearing a small national badge on the left side of the collar of the suits.
"Ba Zhiming..." The slightly familiar tone made Buck look back on the middle-aged leader's face: "Do you know why we are looking for you?"
Buck didn't intend to hide it at all. He usually had to pay many times the price to hide the truth. He was too lazy to pretend to be a ghost and wasted his brain cells: "Isn't it just that I have learned some combat skills in a military club in Eastern Europe? This is not a violation of domestic laws."
The middle-aged leader's expression was not serious, so he pointed at himself with a pen and pointed at the two people next to him: "According to the procedures, let me introduce myself. I am the director of the Municipal National Security Bureau. Is the surname Fan... Do you think I have to do everything in ordinary cases?"
Barker didn't understand this organizational structure, nor did he understand the official position level, so he opened his hand helplessly: "I am just a deceived international student. Now I just want to find a job and start a family and start a business. Is it not harmful to society or national security?"
Director Fan bluntly said: "The abilities you have are a threat to social stability! And are you just an international student?"
Buck's horizontal comparison: "There are so many veterans every year, which is not the same as mine?"
Director Fan stopped talking and leaned on the back of the chair with his arms in his arms. Instead, the middle-aged man on his left began to ask: "Tell me in detail about your experience abroad, especially about the process of military skills contact."
Barker is a little difficult to understand: "There are so many veterans every year, and there are so many foreign students. There are people who go abroad or even participate in foreign legions at home, but why do you want to target me?"
The cold middle-aged man responded to this sentence: "I didn't learn the skills to serve my motherland when I went abroad to study, but I was just using guns and cannons to return to China, or crossing the border illegally. Why did you think you were targeted?"
Can this blame Buck for being uncautious after returning to China? It can only be said that there are too many people who are interested, just like gold will shine in the end. No matter how you hide it, you will be sharpened to the point.
Buck did not deliberately conceal his mentality: "I left China in 2004 and went to study in the preparatory class of Kharkov State University. Because the study abroad program is actually a grass-roots team and I can't learn anything at all. Some domestic students returned to China or other school countries, and some people stayed and did nothing. So I joined the military club to pass the time with the introduction of local classmates..."
I talked for half an hour without any mistakes.
The high heels that had not spoken, stood up and walked around the interrogation station, walked to Buck, placed an enlarged photo on the clasp plate between Buck's fixed hands, and used a completely different standard English from the two people in front: "If you don't see the coffin, don't shed tears, can you explain why this is?"
The face was still frozen there with a little indifferent Buck.
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Chapter completed!