The Last Train to Hell

"Give innocence to those who died because of the last bus on Route 14. Also give the truth to those who died in the major homicide three years ago, including your daughter."

I said firmly, without any pretense, and nodded seriously.

A man with a fierce face suddenly had tears in his eyes, which was really scary.

But I didn't think there was anything wrong with him acting like this.

If I have a daughter in the future and my daughter is killed, I can’t find out the truth.

To restore her innocence, I'm afraid I will have to live with guilt and self-blame for the rest of my life.

In addition, Duanmei is still a policeman, a policeman who strives for the truth.

I'm afraid it's even harder to accept in my heart.

No one knows what Duanmei and I said, but we have reached an agreement privately.

I saw Duan Mei take out a piece of paper from his jacket pocket and quickly started writing on the table.

I was asked a few simple questions and wrote these questions and my answers on a piece of paper.

He just took the paper and pen and left the interrogation room.

You can't see the sun outside in the interrogation room because it is a room surrounded by walls.

I still couldn't see the sun outside in the detention room.

I don't know how long it will be before I see the sun outside.

It might be three to five days, or it might be three to five months, but I can afford to wait. I believe in Duanmei's investigative capabilities.

And from his narration, I also heard something, if the superior leader had not punished him.

They also had people put him under strict supervision. I'm afraid Duanmei would have continued to investigate.

As for who is the superior leader? I am not sure.

Could it be the person who came to ask me this morning? It doesn’t depend on the situation.

I couldn't think about things that I couldn't understand, so I simply didn't think about them. I twisted my body and found a more comfortable position.

Then he leaned back and fell asleep. The environment in the interrogation room was much better than that in the detention room.

At least it has air conditioning and the room is warm.

I won't feel cold when I sleep here. It's not like being in a detention room.

I slept there for a while and almost froze to death.

It’s not that I’m blaming the poor treatment from the Public Security Bureau, I’m now a criminal suspect.

It's strange that people can give me good treatment. After all, there is no one above me.

They are just ordinary people, so it is good not to be treated harshly.

At noon, someone still brought me food on time. The person who delivered the food was no longer the young policeman in the morning.

He had nothing to say to me. He watched me finish the meal, put away my chopsticks and went out directly.

I also know why he did it.

I've heard people say before that many people who have been in jail until they are desperate don't want to spend any more time here.

Just try to find a way to harm yourself, and then you can be paroled for medical treatment.

As for whether it is true or not, I don’t know, but the policeman’s attitude is as if he is facing an enemy.

I guess he was also worried about me harming myself, so he finally applied for medical parole.

In fact, he was really worried about his fault, and there was absolutely no need for me to harm myself.

If I don't want to stay at the Public Security Bureau, I can just leave this morning.

After all, everyone was asleep at that time, so even if I left, no one would be able to find me.

When the time comes to hold people accountable, they won't be able to hold me accountable. At best, I'll just abscond out of fear of crime.

More responsibility lies with the policeman on duty. I don’t know if the little policeman is going to write a self-criticism now.

I'm a little curious now, during the period when the phone was not in my hand.

Will there be new tasks assigned? Will he continue to run that software?

I was curious, but couldn't make a request to the police.

After all, it is absolutely impossible for me to get my phone back now. All I could do was look at the surrounding walls in such a boring way.

Actually, I just want to say, can you bring me some books?

But after thinking about it, it is 80% impossible.

Until the afternoon, I saw Lin Hualong.

The old man was carrying a big baggage, including toiletries and the like.

Putting the baggage on the ground, I watched a policeman take away everything in the baggage.

They were all taken out and checked, and they were placed directly on the ground without being put back into the bag.

I checked everything over and over again until I was sure that it would not cause any harm to me.

The truth of their cautious attitude surprised me.

But this also makes me feel extra at ease. After all, if things are safe, I am safe.

The police didn't go out. It seemed that my conversation with Lin Hualong was under surveillance.

This makes me very uncomfortable, but I know that my opinions are useless.

Lin Hualong was very vague when he spoke. I understood what he meant, so I didn't ask further.

"Take care of yourself these days. I know the general situation. The technical department of the Public Security Bureau is working on the software. It won't take long to clear your name. Don't worry."

I knew he was trying to comfort me, so I nodded in agreement.

Seeing that my mental state was good, Master Lin also breathed a sigh of relief.

I guessed that he was also very worried. When I entered the police station, everything was in chaos.

In the end, if I act crazy, it will definitely do more harm than good to solve the problem.

In fact, it’s not bad, because there is no need for me to eat or drink.

Although the conditions are a bit harsher, there is no personal freedom.

But fortunately, in the Public Security Bureau, Jinsuocheng can't attack me directly.

Wang Jiuye also told me that the curse on me will be fine within half a month.

So the only thing that made me suffer in the Public Security Bureau for half a month was that the life was too boring.

Fortunately, my watch was still on me and they didn't take it away.

If I didn't even know the time, I'm afraid it would be even more difficult.

"Don't worry, I will always get justice, not to mention that I think this matter is definitely not as simple as we think. As long as the investigation is clear, I will definitely be acquitted. No matter what? We are clean and honest, and we will never make mistakes."

I don't know if I said this to myself or to them. Anyway, it's comforting to myself!

No matter what? I will not admit something I didn't do.

Even if Jinsuocheng is very powerful, I will not give in.

If I had given in earlier, I'm afraid I would have died like the last drivers of Route 14.

Master Lin and I didn't talk for long before he was taken out.

It was obvious that the policeman who had been watching us was quite satisfied with what we said.

After all, the entire interrogation room was quiet, I didn't go crazy, and Lin Hualong didn't cry, make a scene, or hang himself.