I make a living solving crimes.

Zhang Long believed that as long as he told Peng Mancang what the deputy director had done, he would definitely collapse.

So far, he has only explained his own problems and has remained silent about matters involving other people.

The deputy director was arrested because he was an important link in the interest chain of Peng Mancang's gang and he couldn't escape it - he was responsible for settling the accounts.

"The person has been captured." Zhang Long sat leisurely in the interrogation room, looking at Peng Mancang who was keeping his head down and saying nothing, "Would you like to guess where we captured him?"

Peng Mancang, like Chang Wei, had no interest in guessing the riddle. He continued to hang his head and whispered, "I have already explained my questions. I don't know about other people's affairs, and I am not interested in asking."

"I understand, I understand." Zhang Long said calmly, "You still expect them to save you. Even if they can't save you in the end, they can still take care of your family."

Peng Mancang didn't say anything, which was tantamount to agreeing with Zhang Long's words.

He never believed in leniency if he confessed, and only knew that resistance was the only way to go home for the New Year.

"Your friend outside is really nice and takes good care of your wife." Zhang Long looked at him teasingly and chuckled, "When we went to arrest him, your friend had just climbed out of your bed and didn't even have time to put on his pants."

Peng Mancang's body trembled, and after a moment he looked up at Zhang Long and said sarcastically, "You don't have to sow discord between us."

"Oh, I know you don't believe it, but I have always been very meticulous in what I do, so I brought a camera with me at that time." Zhang Long pursed his lips. Zhao Hu stood up with a smile and threw a stack of photos on the small table of the interrogation chair.

The first time Peng Mancang saw it, the veins on his forehead popped out.

"Isn't your wife your original wife?" Zhang Long teased, "She looks quite young and has a good figure, but..."

Jiang Hongxia, who was sitting in the interrogation room and taking notes, frowned and said angrily, "If you keep talking nonsense, I will write all these words down in the interrogation record."

Zhao Hu, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Such a big case will definitely need to be reviewed in the future. Once it is written down and Peng Mancang signs and secures it, it cannot be withdrawn.

Hearing Zhao Hu's laughter, Zhang Long's cheeks felt slightly hot and he felt very embarrassed. He glared at Zhao Hu, restrained the smile on his lips, and coughed lightly to clear his throat.

He solemnly recounted the process of arresting the deputy director, "Your wife's confession is that the deputy director forced her to save you."

Peng Mancang gritted his teeth and remained silent.

"You've been here for a day, and you probably don't know what's going on outside. Don't expect people outside to save you. Your situation is too serious. Not to mention you, Mr. Song from your company was arrested this morning and is now locked up in a soft bag upstairs. If you don't believe me, I can take you to see it later."

"Do you dare to arrest Lao Song?"

"Haha, I know what you're thinking. Old revolutionary, senior cadre, we will arrest you if you make a mistake."

Peng Mancang couldn't help but shudder, and stammered, "Lao Song, Lao Song didn't participate, he didn't participate in our affairs."

"You can say that, you still have a conscience. He is not guilty of corruption, but of dereliction of duty." Zhang Long nodded, stood up, lit a cigarette and put it into Peng Mancang's mouth, and consoled him: "You have committed a capital crime. Now your only chance to survive is to make meritorious contributions while serving your sentence. As for the people who used to be your brothers..."

He paused, then sighed, "I don't want to catch someone in your bed again next time."

These words deeply hurt Peng Mancang's heart.

His wife was a wife he divorced and remarried after the liberation. She was from an art troupe, was beautiful, had a charming figure, and was good at singing and dancing. She was once his pride and also the capital for showing off at drinking parties.

I didn't expect that I would start looking for a new backer just one day after being arrested...

As expected, actors are disloyal.

No, Wuyi refers to those who usually call each other brothers.

They forced her to do it. My wife must have sacrificed herself to save me.

Zhang Long is still young and doesn't understand that someone of Peng Mancang's age would not lose his mind and start biting people just because he was cuckolded.

However, the rescue that I expected never came, and even took advantage of others' misfortune. This feeling of being abandoned and betrayed is the most fatal.

He raised his head, looked at Zhang Long with bloodshot eyes, and said after a while: "Okay, I confess everything."

Chang Wei was standing outside the interrogation room. Seeing that Peng Mancang had already started to confess, he thought for a moment and said to the six guards, "Thank you for your hard work. Send two comrades to guard him in shifts. I'm afraid something might happen to him."

"Our duty is to protect you." The leading soldier was a little embarrassed.

"I know. In this way, I will not leave the Investigation Office and will sleep here for the next few days. I will be absolutely safe in the office."

"...Okay, we will take turns to guard you, but you must have two of our comrades by your side at all times."

"Don't listen to him." Fan Tuan'er strode over, stared at Chang Wei and warned, "You are already suspecting that they will kill Peng Mancang to silence him, but aren't you worried that they will just kill you and get rid of it once and for all?"

"I..." Chang Wei said one word, and when he saw Fan Tuaner's expression, he quickly shut up.

"You just need to take care of his safety. I will coordinate with the Investigation Office to make proper arrangements for the criminal." Fan Tuan'er's expression softened and he looked at the soldiers leading the team. "Thank you for your hard work. As long as he doesn't leave the Investigation Office, you only need to arrange two people to take turns. If he leaves, you must stay with him."

"Yes, Chief."

Chang Wei didn't dare to object and walked back to the office muttering.

Fan Tuan'er followed him in and first made him a cup of tea, then said gently: "Chang Wei, no matter how big the case is, it is not as important as your own safety. I said last night that the revolution has not yet succeeded."

"I understand, I understand." Chang Wei had long been accustomed to Fan Tuan'er's style of doing things, and did not feel fragile and sensitive about his reservedness and self-esteem being hurt. He still thanked Fan Tuan'er for his concern and support, and smiled: "Comrade still needs to work hard."

"This case involves a wide range of people. I heard that General Wang lost his temper at the provincial party committee this afternoon."

"Well, I heard that part of the 500,000 kilograms of grain was bought by capitalists at high prices, and some were even bought by wealthy businessmen in Shanghai."

Chang Wei looked indifferent, as if he didn't care about these people. He took the wooden stick used for carving on the table, broke it gently, and then threw the broken stick away, "Although my strength is limited."

Then he grabbed a wooden stick and broke it with both hands. He was stunned for a moment and said quickly: "See? Even if they join forces, they can't beat me."

Fan Tuan'er was shocked by his words that were meant to save his dignity. She covered her mouth and smiled without exposing him. She looked at the sky outside and said, "Are you hungry? I'll give you something to eat from my bottom."

"You cook?"

"You look down on people, don't you? I learned that from my aunt."