113: Chapter 113 Being questioned at the hospital

"Yes."

These police officers were not slow; amidst the wailing of sirens, they rushed Zhang Shan to the hospital.

Zhang Shan felt a little excited in his heart. Oh my god, it's his first time in life riding in a police car to the hospital.

An hour later, the bullet in Zhang Shan's shoulder blade was removed, and he was sent to the observation room.

Lying on the bed, Zhang Shan felt a bit helpless. Such a minor surgery actually took over an hour. If he had known this, he would have done it himself.

Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock.

The police officer who had brought him to the hospital earlier walked over.

Zhang Shan looked like he knew exactly what was coming.

"Mr. Robinson, we are here to ask you about the situation."

Yang Hong said.

"Whatever you want to know, just ask. I will tell you the truth." Zhang Shan was surprisingly cooperative.

"It's like this, we want to know, in your opinion, who are the perpetrators this time?" Yang Hong actually didn't want to ask such a stupid question, but there was no choice; it was part of the procedure.

"How would I know? I should be asking you. Shouldn't you police be investigating these things? Moreover, there were so many armed thugs appearing here, and you didn't even know. If I hadn't been lucky, I might be playing chess with God right now."

Zhang Shan didn't expect this officer to start by asking such a stupid question. Although he knew this was a mandatory police procedure, it was such a waste of time. Instead of wasting time like this, they should go investigate the perpetrators.

Yang Hong also felt a bit annoyed. In all his life, no one had ever dared to talk to him like that. But it was indeed his own fault.

"Then, Mr. Robinson, may I ask why you were at that street corner?" Yang Hong asked again.

"I was going home. You ask me why I was there? Who would want to get shot for no reason?"

Yang Hong was retorted again.

"Alright. Even if you were going home, then Mr. Robinson, how did you escape the pursuit of those killers? Are the weapons on those killers yours?"

Old Wu, standing next to Yang Hong, watched his boss being at a disadvantage and couldn't help but interject.

"Of course they are mine. They came for me, so I had to defend myself. If you had watched the surveillance footage, you would know that I was the only one on that street at that time. If they aren't mine, whose could they be?"

"Then Mr. Robinson is quite impressive, throwing knives so accurately."

Yang Hong said sarcastically, finally finding a chance to strike back.

"What's the matter? Can't a person have some special skills? Oh, if I followed what you said, I should have just stood there and waited for them to kill me, and then let you come to collect my body, right?"

Zhang Shan said aggressively.

"You..." He didn't expect that a single sentence he said would be twisted like this.

"Mr. Robinson, that's not what I meant. I'm just curious, how did you, by yourself, manage to fight against so many people?"

Yang Hong said, suppressing his anger.

"First, let me emphasize one point. I only won against them because I was lucky. Second, I am also a person with some capability. When encountering such attacks, one must have the ability to save their own life first. Is that not allowed?"

Zhang Shan was really going to be angered to death by these police officers. They couldn't do anything right.

"Alright, alright. Mr. Robinson, please rest. We will ask up to here. We won't disturb you anymore, we'll leave now."

Old Wu hurriedly tried to smooth things over. He felt that his captain seemed a bit off today, and his way of speaking didn't seem to be in the right state.

"Go, go, hurry up and go. I need to rest." Zhang Shan said indifferently.

Old Wu glanced at his captain, seeing that he had no intention of speaking again, and continued.

"Mr. Robinson, I have one more question I'd like to ask you."

"Ask away."

Zhang Shan said helplessly.

"Mr. Robinson, regarding those killers in today's attack, what is your take on them?"

"In my opinion, they don't look like ordinary killers. They are well-trained and ruthless." Zhang Shan said.

Old Wu felt that his answer was a bit off-topic.

"Mr. Robinson, I mean, the origin of these perpetrators, not their methods." Old Wu frowned and said.

"What origin? Do you think I could possibly know? If I knew their origin, do you think I would still be staying here waiting for your interrogation?"

What an idiot. Zhang Shan thought to himself. If he knew their origin, he would have already taken Gu Nan to their doorstep to kill them, wouldn't he? How could he be here blabbering with them?

"Then, have you offended anyone recently that might have led to this incident?" Old Wu asked again.

"Officer, I am a businessman. How could I offend anyone for no reason?"

Zhang Shan said.

"Please think carefully. This will be very helpful for our investigation." Old Wu persisted.

"Now that you mention it, I do recall one thing. This time, I did offend someone." Zhang Shan slapped his head and said.

"Who is it?" Old Wu asked quickly.

"Officer, do you usually not read the newspaper? This matter has caused such a big stir, and you still don't know? It's about the Shanhai Pass and Aolu Group incident. Because Inspector Zhong framed us this time, and then reporters exposed the matter, he must hate us to death. So, perhaps these killers were sent by him."

"Inspector Zhong?" Old Wu felt that what this person said might not be the truth. He always felt something didn't add up. After all, in his opinion, a lowly inspector couldn't possibly command such formidable killers.

"That's right. Other than this Inspector Zhong, I really can't think of anyone else we've offended. However, I feel the probability of it being this Inspector Zhong is also very low, but the specific situation still requires you to investigate." Zhang Shan said.

"Then, Mr. Robinson, is there anything else you would like to tell us?" Old Wu still wanted to get some more information from him.

"No, no, I've told you everything I know. So, I hope that when you come next time, you can bring me some good news. I need to rest, so you should leave. I won't see you out."

Zhang Shan lay on the bed, closed his eyes, and stopped talking to them.

After leaving the ward, Yang Hong said to Old Wu.

"Old Wu, do you feel that this Robinson was telling us the truth? I always feel that what he said was a bit fake."

"Captain, regardless of whether he was telling us the truth, we must investigate the truth of this matter. But you were a bit inappropriate today; your emotions were too agitated." Old Wu said to Yang Hong, feeling somewhat strange.