The school bully is not sweet, she is reborn and throws herself on the school hunk

"what!!!"

As soon as Song Nanzhou walked into a dim basement, he smelled blood in the air.

His expression did not change at all when he heard the sounds of whipping and screaming coming from inside.

Xiao Zhang opened the door and stepped aside.

The man tied up with iron chains inside was already a bloody mess.

When the tied man saw who was coming, he begged for mercy.

"Mr. Song, Mr. Song, I don't know anything. I really don't know anything."

Zhang An was kneeling on the ground, with no intact part of his body.

Song Nanzhou walked over and kicked him on the shoulder with a fierce expression.

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be so unlucky! I shouldn't have listened to her in the first place. I should have cut off pieces of your flesh and thrown them into the river to feed the fish!"

Zhang An was kicked to the ground, crying uncontrollably.

"I have already divorced that yellow-faced woman. I really don't know what she did. Please let me go."

After the Song family showed mercy and let the Zhang family go, Zhang An devoted himself to his work.

After the company became stable, he divorced Zhang Chun'e, gave her some money, and did not treat her unfairly. How could such a thing suddenly happen?

Zhang An is so regretful now!

Song Nanzhou looked at him coldly, his eyes full of mockery, "I won't kill you, death is too easy for you."

He didn't want to have any conversation with such a person.

Shen Suihe is still lying in the hospital. He must finish his work outside as soon as possible and rush back.

When Zhang An heard what Song Nanzhou said, tears mixed with blood fell down.

He kowtowed to Song Nanzhou frantically, "Boss Song, this matter really has nothing to do with me. It was all done by that woman. I am innocent."

Song Nanzhou took the baseball bat from his subordinate with a sinister smile on his face.

"It's none of your business? Zhang An, this is not the first time I've warned you, but you refused to listen. So I can only reciprocate and take care of you."

boom!

"what!"

Zhang An was knocked to the ground by a stick, and blood spurted out from the corner of his mouth.

He was about to open his mouth to beg for mercy when another stick hit him.

boom!

"Uh...."

Zhang An's leg was broken, and he seemed to be completely unable to feel its existence.

He wanted to reach out to touch it, but unexpectedly Song Nanzhou hit him with another stick.

boom!

"Uh...."

Zhang An opened his eyes wide, unable to move, and could only watch his other leg being broken.

The severe pain was unbearable and he passed out.

However, Song Nanzhou would not let him go so easily and had someone give him an injection.

This injection was obtained from a foreign research institute. It can make people temporarily excited and prevent them from fainting easily, but it will also make them feel weak all over and the pain will be ten times stronger than that of ordinary people.

No matter how Zhang An struggles, he will only become meat on someone else's chopping board.

He just watched Song Nanzhou hit him with sticks, breaking all the bones in his body except his head.

Song Nanzhou is very familiar with the organs of the human body, and he knows how to control the strength every time he strikes, so as not to take Zhang An's life directly.

"Boss Zhang, these were originally meant for your wife Zhang Chun'e, but unfortunately she is in the police station now. I will go to you first for now, but don't worry, I will not let her have it easy, otherwise you will feel so aggrieved, right?"

Zhang An's expression was hideous and terrifying, but he couldn't speak or express his pain.

Song Nanzhou threw the baseball bat to the ground casually, and finally looked at him with disgust.

"Don't look at him, it's a waste of time."

"Yes."

Everyone turned around and followed Song Nanzhou out. The last person did not forget to close the door, put the bolt in, and lock the door before leaving.

The effect of the medicine in Zhang An's body will wear off tonight, but this is in the middle of nowhere and in a basement, so even if he screams his throat out, no one will come to save him.

Someone will come to check after half a month. If the person is dead, we will find a random place to dispose of him/her safely.

If he is lucky enough not to die...No, he is dead.

The wounds on the body cannot be treated, and even if there is no infection, rats will come out to look for food.

Such a strong smell of blood is what mice love the most.

Xiao Zhang took two quick steps to open the car door for Song Nanzhou, and did not forget to put his hands under the door frame to protect it.

"Boss Song, Zhang Chun'e is in the police station. It's a little difficult for us to take action. It will take time."

Song Nanzhou straightened his buttons and got into the car with an expressionless face.

"That director will find a way to get him out."

"clear."

Xiao Zhang closed the car door and ran to the driver's seat.

Suddenly his phone rang and he found it was Ba Ru from Rose Manor calling. He turned around and glanced at the rearview mirror.

"President, there's a call from Rose Manor. Do you want to answer it?"

Song Nanzhou is having a headache right now and has no time to pay attention to it.

Xiao Zhang knew what he meant and hung up the phone directly.

Jingle Bell.

Unexpectedly, the phone that had just been hung up rang again. Xiao Zhang took a look and saw that it was still the number of Rose Manor. He frowned.

This time he didn't look back, but hung up directly and turned his phone to silent mode.

What a joke! The president is in a very bad mood right now. Who is so blind as to come over here?

In the interrogation room.

Zhang Chun'e was handcuffed and remained silent.

She hasn't said a word since she was arrested.

She thought she could escape punishment in this way, but she was too naive.

The investigation now mainly focuses on evidence. The fact that she committed the crime was captured on camera at the hospital entrance a long time ago.

"Zhang Chun'e, you've already spent two hours with us. Don't you really want to talk?"

The police officer handling the case had a serious expression on his face, and his eyes were even sharper when he looked at Zhang Chun'e.

So many people died, and some were seriously injured. This kind of social case can be solved by sending special police to kill them directly.

But she seemed to be able to predict the future and gave up resisting when the police caught her.

This made the police very confused.

At this time, another veteran detective and the director walked into the interrogation room.

The two police officers in charge of the case stood up respectfully when they saw them come in.

"You guys go out first. The director and I will interrogate her ourselves."

Zhang Chun'e naturally saw the person coming, but her face remained calm.

The director didn't even sit down. He just looked at her and sneered.

"Zhang Chun'e, do you think that if someone gives you a mental illness diagnosis certificate and your husband comes to bail you out, you'll be fine?"

The woman was stunned and frowned in shock.

But soon she lowered her head again and stopped looking at the two people opposite her.

But the director's next words directly shattered her fantasy.

"Your husband can't come, but since you are mentally ill, we will not let you do whatever you want."

Zhang Chun'e suddenly panicked. She looked at them in disbelief and shook her head quickly.

"Don't try to trick me!"

The old detective sneered and looked at her speechlessly, "Do you really think you are the smartest person in the world and everyone else is a fool? Let me tell you, no matter how difficult the mystery case is, I can solve it, let alone a self-righteous idiot like you!"

"Why do you do that? I'm mentally ill, you can't control me!"

The director seemed to be waiting for her to say this, and the curve of his mouth became even bigger.

"Haha, yes, we really can't control you, but we have contacted the mental hospital, it's right at the door, you can go with them."

Zhang Chun'e slammed the table in shock and tried to stand up but was restrained.

"This is not in accordance with procedure. You are handling the case in violation of regulations! I will report you!"

"Whatever, but who would believe a psychopath?"

Faced with such threats, the director did not take it seriously.

Psychiatric diagnosis?

Haha, does Zhang Chun'e naively think that she can get away with it by just making such a diagnosis?

dream!

Today, the Song family wanted someone to take good care of Zhang Chun'e.

Of course the Director would do that.

The area he manages has been peaceful since he took office. Suddenly he has to deal with such a difficult problem. Isn't this causing trouble for him?

He felt that if he followed the formal procedures, there would be trouble at any time.

And now the families of the deceased have started to make a fuss. They are all holding a grudge and want justice.

As the director, shouldn't he give some explanation to the families?

So, he had a better idea.

It will take a long time to transfer her to the procuratorate, so why not let Zhang Chun'e "enjoy" the mental hospital's methods now?

How is this not acting in the name of justice?