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  "Don't admit it? Suit yourself, you'll have your time to acknowledge it." Yang Dongxuan's defiance didn't faze Zhu Jun in the least.

  The person who came to the newly built road police station was just to make trouble for this man. If he really kicked him and hurt him, it's hard to say whether there would be a commotion or not. With external injuries, it's inconvenient to explain. Zhu Jun is now much more sinister than before, unlike his careless nature two years ago. At the police station, there are many ways to make people suffer, and in their hearts, they have the idea of tormenting this person to death.

  The confinement room is small, and the person inside cannot stretch out their body, curled up, unable to lie down or stand upright, suffering greatly. With the door closed, it is completely isolated from the outside, and the person inside cannot hear any external noise, while their own voice is particularly piercing. If the time is a bit longer, people with weak or unstable spirits may even be driven mad. Almost all criminals fear being locked up in confinement rooms the most, they would rather be beaten by others than suffer this way. The establishment of the confinement room at the police station was a bad idea that Zhu Jun came up with after arriving at the Xinjian Road Police Station, imitating the confinement room of a detention center to create a specially fortified and crafted room, becoming a tool for Zhu Jun and others to carry out private punishments.

  As soon as they entered the office, a police officer stood up to greet them. Zhu Jun nodded in response and waved his hand, indicating for the officer to leave. The officer left the room promptly. One of the two men with Zhu Jun took down a file from the wall-mounted folder and picked up a pen from the desk, preparing to take notes for Yang Dongxuan. Zhu Jun said, "Speak up, cooperate with our police work, and you'll suffer less consequences. Don't blame me for not warning you. It's your own fault for not staying in school and meddling in other people's business, which comes with costs and consequences." Zhu Jun thought his words were very philosophical, so he looked at the two police officers and asked, "Don't you think so?"

  "What Zhu said is indeed the truth, in today's society, whatever you do, there are no relationships, costs or consequences?"

  "It's true, pies won't fall from the sky." The two of them flattered Zhu Jun in unison.

  "I've already told you at school, I didn't participate in the fight at noon."

  "You're really not shedding tears until you see the coffin, huh? Fine, since you won't give me face, don't blame me for being ruthless." Zhu Jun flew into a rage, "Take down his statement!"

  Yang Dongxuan suppressed his temper and repeated all the information about himself several times, but when Zhu Jun and others asked him about the fight at noon that injured many people, he only said that he had persuaded the students to return to school afterwards and did not allow boarding students to go out. As for the fight, he really didn't know anything about it. He hadn't even participated in the fight, and as for those social youth who harassed female students, he just advised them not to cause trouble.

  "Oh, so you're saying that's completely unrelated?" Zhu Jun said gloomily. Although he hadn't seen the fight scene himself, he had heard about it from people downstairs and knew that his sworn brother, Xiong Hai, had been beaten to a pulp, losing several teeth and fracturing a rib, and was now lying in the hospital. One of Xiong Hai's subordinates had their arm trampled and broken, and their chest and abdomen were also severely injured. Instead of rushing to the hospital to see Xiong Hai after hearing about it, Zhu Jun came to catch people, wanting to take revenge for Xiong Hai first. He sneered coldly, "The ones lying in the hospital with injuries are all self-inflicted. Do you think we're like those naive kids from middle school who are used to being deceived? Lock him up and let him sober up."

  The two police officers lifted Yang Dongxuan up and took him away to a detention room.

  A loud crash was heard, and all the sounds disappeared instantly. Yang Dongxuan stood up unconsciously, failing to control his strength, and his head bumped against the steel plate on the ceiling with a dull thud.