Chapter 39 One-Day Trip

Tangjiang Police Station.

In the interrogation room.

Wearing electronic handcuffs on his wrists, Wei Ming was sitting on a chair with his head half lowered as he faced the interrogation of two staff members.

That's right.

He came in.

Although he could have taken advantage of the chaos and used the cover of several female clients to abscond, he still chose to cooperate and surrender.

After all, a monk who can run away cannot run away from the temple.

Even if he can ignore it and leave some things behind and escape, in the high-tech society of the 5G era, his whereabouts can be easily locked. If it is slow, it may take a few days, if it is fast, it may only take more than ten minutes to capture him.

Of course, Wei Ming could do something even more extreme. First, he would give himself a facelift, make the adjustment wider, and then get a fake ID card. From then on, he could live a new life anonymously and possibly escape the law.

But is the life of hiding in Tibet really what he wants?

It is better to spend a lot of money to hire a lawyer to defend yourself not guilty. Even if you cannot be exempted from guilt, you can at least get a light punishment.

Because Wei Ming has studied relevant laws, there is no very clear legal definition of "beauty". For plastic surgery, it requires relevant medical qualifications, medical equipment, a surgeon, etc. The requirements are relatively strict.

In the process of "beautifying" customers, Wei Ming does not require professional medical equipment, no scalpel, and there are no superficial wounds. The service is provided on the same day and the treatment is restored on the same day, and the customer does not need additional care.

What a huge difference!

So how can this be considered “plastic surgery”?

At most, it is a "new medical service" that is not defined by the law. There are no relevant express provisions. If there is no prohibition under the law, there will be no correction. There is no reason to sentence him and convict him.

In addition, it operates legally and pays taxes in accordance with the law (wei Ming received all the income from treating stone patients in cash and did not consider paying taxes, because cash is difficult to trace back to the source and is easier to operate. Of course, this also involves certain risks).

They can't find anything wrong with it.

So although Wei Ming looked a little embarrassed on the surface, he was not very panicked in his heart.

"Young man, tell me honestly what you have committed. If you confess, you will be lenient and strive for leniency. If you resist the interrogation, you will only get severe punishment!"

The fat staff member on the left knocked on the table and said seriously.

"I have the right to remain silent until my defense attorney is present."

Wei Ming said calmly that before he came in, he had already called Sister Fan and asked her to help hire a powerful lawyer.

"It's no use hiring a lawyer!"

The tall and lanky staff member on the right said: "Several of the things you have committed are confirmed. You used a fake ID card, provided medical services without qualifications, made tens of millions of illegal profits, ordered and incited others to commit crimes, and injured others. More than a dozen law enforcement officers have been arrested! Some of them have been admitted to the hospital. Young man, just these few sentences can sentence you to at least five years!"

"Under such circumstances, if you still dare to be stubborn and confrontational, I think you won't shed tears until you see the coffin."

"My ID is real."

Wei Ming defended: "I had plastic surgery on myself, so it's not the same as the photo, but my name, ID number, and hometown address are all real. Didn't I just verify my fingerprints? They match perfectly. This It shows that I am not pretending to be someone else.”

"Nonsense!"

The interrogator on the left patted his ID card on the table and pointed to the ID photo in the upper right corner, "Look at the person on the ID card! Look at you again. He probably wouldn't recognize him even if his parents were called over. You are their son, and you say we are the same person? Boy, do you think we are fools? I don’t know how you faked the fingerprints. This may be related to other crimes. Why don’t you tell me honestly, and it will be counted as meritorious service for you? Performance."

"The ID card is really my own."

Wei Ming said helplessly: "If I knew there would be such a big trouble, I should have gone back to my hometown to get a new ID card. Two uncles, I am a beauty master. Isn't it easy to make myself handsome? My store is doing so well. , without any real information, will the customers trust me so much? The business I do is reasonable and legal. I don’t know if it is the villain who is setting me up behind my back, but I know that you will definitely be able to distinguish right from wrong and restore my innocence. "

"You still think you're wronged, and you're a beauty master?"

The tall and lanky interrogator couldn't help but smile: "I think you are a master of fraud and a master of crime! The law will definitely not let you off lightly."

"I'm tired, and I'm going to remain silent until my defense attorney comes and he proves my innocence."

Wei Ming closed his mouth and entered a state of silence.

Seeing that nothing more could be asked, the two interrogators had no choice but to end today's interrogation.

Wei Ming was taken to a detention room and placed in custody.

A six-square-meter detention room.

Wei Ming spent the night inside.

That night, he barely slept for a moment, feeling uneasy and unable to stay calm.

The idea of ​​using Xiao Hei to break the iron door and escape came up more than once.

The feeling of losing freedom was so uncomfortable that he couldn't bear to stay there for even an hour, let alone a day.

A voice in my heart shouted: I want to be free, I want to go out, I don’t want to stay in this hellish place!

In this world, there is no reason or qualification to detain him, and no one can deprive him of his freedom!

As long as he releases Xiao Hei and devours him for five seconds, he will be able to walk freely in the whole world.

Throughout the night, Wei Ming had at least a hundred thoughts of leaving directly, and he released Xiao Hei more than ten times.

But...

In the end, he suppressed his inner negativity and irritability.

Reason told him that it was not worth the loss to do so. Before his ability was strong enough, it was better to abide by some rules. The cost of not abiding by them would be great!

...

Early the next morning.

The door of the detention room opened.

Two staff members walked in.

One of them walked straight behind him, took out the key, opened the electronic handcuffs on his hands, and then led him out of the detention room.

"Are there any arrangements today? Has my lawyer arrived?"

Wei Ming, with bloodshot eyes, asked the staff.

The staff did not answer him, but took him to an office, where he met a middle-aged woman wearing a white mink coat and elegant temperament.

Sister Fan!

Wei Ming recognized her immediately and said to her, "Sister Fan, you are here? Where is the lawyer I asked you to hire for me?"

"No need to hire a lawyer, the problem has been solved. This is a misunderstanding. I will come and take you out directly."

Fan Liman walked up to him, helped him straighten his collar, and said with a heartache: "You kid, you haven't suffered any injustice, right? If you have been treated badly, Sister Fan will take care of you and ask for justice for you."

"No, but Sister Fan, I can really go out. There will be no problem later?" Wei Ming still looked suspicious.

"As long as your Zhenqi Beauty Salon is closed, Sister Fan, you still don't believe what I say, come with me now."

At this time, the director of the police station came over and returned Wei Ming's ID card to him, saying that this was a misunderstanding and hoped that he would not mind.

Take the ID card and put it back in your pocket.

After leaving the police station with Sister Fan and getting in her car, Wei Ming still felt unreal as he watched the scenery on the street receding.

His problem was actually solved so easily?