Quick Wear: Devil's Whisper

"Go ahead! Don't wait for us to ask you one question at a time."

"What? About how I was almost blackmailed?"

"Okay, those two have given up, so don't hold it against yourself. If you tell the truth, you can get leniency. Your behavior hasn't become a fait accompli, so the punishment won't be severe. Tell me about your relationship with Fu Rui."

Wang Jun was puzzled: "Who is Fu Rui?"

The policeman was choked and followed them home without even knowing the other person's name.

"It's the woman who drugged you."

"Oh, it's her! Then we are just clients."

"She knew you were her client and asked you to give her the details. How did she get to know you?"

"Comrade police officer, you misunderstood. When I said client relationship, I meant that she was my client."

The police officer who was questioning the question spit out a mouthful of tea. What the hell? Did he hear it right?

Wang Jun said rather shyly, "She is indeed my client. I went home with her to maintain the client relationship, thinking that if I could satisfy her, she would patronize me more often in the future. After all, it's not easy to run a small business."

The truth is so explosive, is it what they think? Uncle Wang is 62 years old, can his body handle it?

The two policemen looked at each other and turned their heads back tacitly. My God, this world is too crazy. Even mice are bridesmaids for cats. At your age, why are you still making money at the cost of your life?

"How long have you been doing this?" The police officer who was asking the question had an unsteady voice.

"It wasn't long, just one year. I couldn't sit still after retirement and wanted to develop a second career, so I entered this industry."

The police officer almost suffocated. You are quite ambitious.

"What services do you provide? Where do you usually attract customers? How do you determine your customer base?"

Talking about his expertise, Wang Jun began to talk endlessly: "The service items are flexible and changeable, mainly depending on the needs of the customers; the location of soliciting customers is not fixed, mainly based on the whereabouts of the police and urban management and their mood at the time; the customer groups are only a few types of people, in summary, they are those who have troubles and need to resolve them, mainly women, there are very few male customers, anyway, I have never received any..."

"Okay, let's stop talking about your hospitality skills. Tell me how you got into this business."

Wang Jun shrank back, as if regretting his recent complacency.

"I just had nothing to do after retirement, and my pension was not enough to spend. When I went out for a walk, I found that this business was easy to get started and profitable, so I bought my own equipment and props, and gradually figured it out and entered the industry."

Equipment and props? Or self-taught? Is this lifelong learning?

Pah! It's nothing! This old pervert who doesn't respect his elders.

“How do you charge for your special services?”

"It's not fixed. It depends on the needs of the customer, as well as the length of my service and my level of dedication. I can't charge the same for 20 minutes and an hour. Services in the park can't be compared to door-to-door services."

With a "bang" sound, Wang Jun's endless chatter was successfully stopped.

Wang Jun looked at the police officer in confusion. You were the ones who asked the questions. Is it wrong for me to answer them truthfully?

Wang Jun's stubborn temper also came up, and he said unconvincedly: "What's the matter? Isn't it written on your wall that those who confess will be treated leniently, and those who resist will be treated severely? You asked, I answered, and then you are still not satisfied. I am the reporter, I am the victim, I am the plaintiff, why do you police officers still use the theory that the victim is guilty?"

Oh my god, this old guy hasn't explained a lot of his own troubles yet, but he is really good at making false accusations.

"You are so old and still doing manual labor. Have you ever thought that you will be caught one day? Is this kind of thing glorious? You said you have children. Do you really have to let them lose their heads with you?"

Wang Jun became even more angry and shouted, "I'm just setting up a stall to tell fortunes and predict marriages. What does that have to do with physical strength? My biggest deal so far only brought me 150 yuan, and my smallest deal only brought me 5 yuan. I chatted with people for a long time, and provided them with a lot of emotional value. I didn't earn this hard-earned money easily."

Wang Jun angrily slammed the table and said, "You young comrades, you have no right to speak without investigation. Those two criminals are in the same group. You just believed one side of the story and asked me to tell the truth. This is just partial listening. What do I have to confess? Even if you accuse me of feudal superstition, the amount of money involved in the case is not enough to be detained."

Wang Jun called the director over for this incident, asked them what happened, and with a stern face asked the two men to apologize to Uncle Wang and write a self-criticism to hand in to the instructor.

Although Wang Jun was not very satisfied, he had no choice but to quit today. The gossipy policeman told his mother-in-law about being put in a detention center in his previous life as a topic of conversation after dinner. As a result, the old lady exaggerated the story and made it known to everyone.

The most infuriating thing is that after he finally died fighting with a knife-wielding gangster, a reporter from TV came to interview him, and the old woman still stood in front of the camera and boasted about being a good neighbor.

He is a grown man, so what can he do to an old woman? How can he not deal with your son-in-law? I will let you gossip and tear your teeth out.

Don't doubt it, Jing Xi is really capable of doing such a thing. There were rumors at the beginning that he had a mistress named Liang Qian in his mansion, and the rumors were quite unbearable.

In a rage, Jing Xi really knocked out the other person's teeth, and threatened that if anyone dared to make up a story about a child again, he would pull out the person's tongue, chop off his limbs and turn him into a human pig, and extract his soul and refine his spirit to make a puppet.

Jing Xi had done all these things before, and he was definitely not trying to scare anyone, so everyone was silent for a moment, not daring to say a word.

Uncle Wang won the first battle and returned triumphantly, but this time he had an unexpected gain. The woman who drugged him was fifty years old, and the man she called her son was actually thirty-four years old. Something seemed wrong with his age.

After police investigation, it was confirmed that the two were not mother and son, and had no blood relationship at all, but were actually in a relationship.

In his previous life, Wang Jun was unaware of the situation and was deceived by the honey trap they jointly designed. He paid 30,000 yuan as a hush money. As a result, the two of them ran into trouble when they were closing in on another target and were reported for engaging in prostitution.

The police quickly identified Wang Jun through the call records, transfer records and intimate photos in Fu Rui's mobile phone, which is why he was detained for half a month.

Wang Jun returned to the home where he had lived for thirty years. The house was relatively tidy. After all, the attentive woman had just cleaned it for him. It was a simple house with two bedrooms, a living room, a kitchen and a bathroom. It was not very large and had a traditional old-style layout.

Jing Xi snapped his fingers, and the room became tidier. He helplessly lay down on the uncomfortable wooden bed, and turned over uncomfortably, but still felt uncomfortable.

No matter how difficult the conditions are, his life is not as miserable as it is. Liang Qian, that little kid, will wait for him to come back.