Qian Shaoqi said to the male reporter so surprised that he couldn't touch his head and looked confused and confused.

"Pity, what's pitiful, what's so pitiful? I never feel pitiful."

The male reporter Zhengrong said, "So, you are so pitiful. You don't even know what you are pitiful. Oh, it should be said that it is sad. It is more appropriate to be sad."

"You reporters know that they are exaggerating. Why am I becoming sad again? Am I doing well?" Qian Shaoqi became even more confused. Although he was so generous, there was a ripples of fear in his heart.

In addition to being curious about unknown things, a person is also somewhat scared, such as ghosts and gods and the end of the world.

"Okay, I wish you good luck in the future, but I'm afraid my wish will not come true. Since you have admitted everything and feel at ease, what else can we say? Today, your attitude can also let us return to Taiwan to report the job." After saying that, the male reporter put away the microphone and signaled the camera to put away the camera.

"Tsk, it's just a god and a ghost, but I don't have a good intention." Seeing the interview between the two reporters ended, Qian Shaoqi sneered and muttered.

The male reporter heard it, but pretended that he didn't hear it and walked out. However, the camera glanced at Qian Shaoqi with a ridiculous look and followed.

When they were about to go out, the photographer complained: "I really don't understand why the station should arrange for us to interview a dying person. It's really unlucky."

"Stop complaining, we have witnessed history. This guy is very likely to be the first driver who was sentenced to death for driving endangering public safety. Let's go, go back and take a good shower and take some bad luck to avoid evil." After the male reporter said this, the two of them turned into the corridor.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you talking about? Hey, come back, what are you talking about?" The two reporters' conversation was not loud, but they were barely allowed Qian Shaoqi to hear it. Such conversation made Qian Shaoqi tremble in his heart. He was guilty and struggled to stand up from the handcuffed chair, shouting at the outside of the door.

"What do people say depends on you? Stay honestly. I just interviewed you, but you were reluctant. Now that I am leaving, you are calling again, what's the reason?" The policeman who accompanied him glared at Qian Shaoqi and scolded him.

Qian Shaoqiu ignored the police's reprimand and continued to stretch his neck and shouted at the open door: "Reporter, come back, what are you talking about history and what death penalty do you say? Have you heard it? Come back."

No matter how stupid Qian Shaoqi was, he knew that the unlucky person the two reporters were talking about was him. He didn't understand why, so he shouted at the top of his lungs and asked them clearly.

This is related to one's own survival and destiny. No matter how open-minded a person is, he is unlikely to be calm in the face of his own life issues. What's more, Qian Shaoqi is not even an open-minded person who sees through the world. It can even be said that a person like him is more afraid of death than ordinary people.

I often hear people saying that XXX doesn’t want to live. In fact, it’s all fake. At most, that person is just a cruel and bolder. Otherwise, since he doesn’t want to live, why should he live well?

Qian Shaoqi, a so-called social person who is scattered at the bottom of the world, is not as brave as he imagined. If he was really cruel and brave enough, he would not have been so bad. He would have already made a fortune. Do he still need to steal and go to prison?

The world says that you will never steal what you can rob, and you will never steal what you can. In other words, Qian Shaoqi is at most a little more identifiable than beggars. On the other hand, if you talk about life, he might not be as good as beggars.

"Well, call us." Qian Shaoqi thought the two reporters ignored him and walked away. When he was about to cheer up and shout louder, the male reporter retreated and stretched half of his head out at the door.

"Yes, yes, yes, I'm calling you." Qian Shaoqi said excitedly.

"What's wrong? Aren't you not cooperating with our interview? Our task has been completed simply. Go back and edit it, it can be used barely." A sly smile of the traitor flashed across the corner of the male reporter's mouth, and then he returned to his correct attitude and asked.

"When you went out just now, what were you talking about, what were witnesses of history, what were the death penalty? Tell me, tell me what was going on." Qian Shaoqi nodded and asked, the calmness and cynicism just now were gone.

The male reporter stared at Qian Shaoqi and glanced at him, then turned to the policeman: "Comrade Police, have you not told him the truth?"

The police comrade seemed a little embarrassed and embarrassed: "It's not that we didn't tell, but that the trial process has not yet entered, and the court is responsible. We just need to figure out the facts and basis."

"That's true. You can say it or not." The male reporter nodded.

"What are you talking about? I can't understand a word." Qian Shaoqi rolled his eyes and asked the male reporter and the police impatiently.

"It's nothing if you don't understand. You're all fine anyway. Moreover, you admit that it was you who caused the accident and you who escaped. That's enough. We don't want to cause trouble." The male reporter said.

"It's not that I'm fine. I admit that it was me who caused the accident, but it has something to do with the harm of safety. Oh, I can't explain it clearly. In short, what does it have to do with the death penalty?" The more they didn't say it, the more they underestimated it, the more nervous Qian Shaoqi felt.

He felt that these people seemed to have something hidden from him, and they had concealed the most critical information.

When everyone knows something and you don't know it, everyone will be regarded as a fool and an idiot.

No matter how gangster Qian Shaoqi is, he doesn't want to be an idiot who is kept in the dark. Moreover, this secret is very likely to be related to his life, so he has to find ways to figure it out.

"Why do you ask these things? You just need to admit your crime. Don't ask what shouldn't be asked. Don't know what shouldn't be known." Seeing that the reporter wanted to speak, the police took the lead and shouted at Qian Shaoqi.

Then the police took out the walkie-talkie on his body: "Two brothers come and take the suspect to the detention center."

Soon, two policemen came. They walked in and wanted to "help" Qian Shaoqi away.

"Let go, let go of me, I won't leave. I haven't figured it out yet, I won't leave." Qian Shaoqi waved left and right, desperately preventing the two policemen from holding on to him.
Chapter completed!