In the morning, Qin Feng stretched and sat up from the bed, while Shu Yajing and Zhou Musi were still asleep.
The clothes scattered on the floor and the spring sunshine that could not be covered by the quilt showed that a "fierce battle" took place here last night.
The result of the battle was, of course, that the two girls killed by Mr. Qin lost their armor and fell thousands of miles away.
A sumptuous breakfast has been prepared on the table outside.
The latter smiled cheekily with the two mothers-in-law, and while eating happily, he said: "Sisi and Jingjing may have to get up later. I will go find Uncle Zhou later."
"It doesn't matter. Just heat up the food when they get up." Mrs. Zhou pointed to the thermos bucket next to her: "This is for your Uncle Zhou. Since you want to go there, help bring it to him. I'll I won’t go.”
"no problem."
Half an hour later, Mr. Qin appeared at the Provincial Public Security Department carrying a thermos bucket. Due to the seriousness of this case, all interrogation work was handed over to the most elite police officers.
After showing his ID, he arrived at the deputy director's office smoothly.
Uncle Zhou had a pair of panda eyes with bloodshot eyes.
"It's time to have breakfast." He put the thermos bucket in front of him and said, "Uncle Zhou, don't tell me that you worked all night."
"That's what I was about to say." He put down the documents in his hand, opened the lid of the thermos bucket, and said, "After reviewing it all night, guess what we found out."
Young Master Qin shrugged: "Do you have to guess? You will definitely get nothing."
Uncle Zhou was stunned: "How do you know?"
"If I believed your people could get things done, why would I come here so early in the morning?" He sat across from him rudely, crossed his legs and said, "Those three guys are not ordinary terrorists or killers. It’s very difficult to pry their mouths open.”
Uncle Zhou nodded with deep feeling, and while filling his mouth with food, he said: "The interrogators changed several times, and they tried all kinds of methods, but they were not willing to say a word."
"Did you use the top ten torture methods of the Qing Dynasty?" he asked abruptly.
puff……
Uncle Zhou spat out the porridge in his mouth and said firmly: "We are a disciplined force, okay? The top ten tortures of the Qing Dynasty. Extorting confessions by torture is not allowed. How can it be used?"
Young Master Qin thought to himself, just put money on your face, there are too many cases of torture to extract confessions.
Uncle Zhou finished eating quickly and said while wiping his mouth: "From what you say, there is a way to get these three people to talk, right?"
"Of course, do you think I'm just here to deliver breakfast? Come on, I can't leave such a non-technical thing to anyone. Why do I have to make this trip?" He snorted.
Uncle Zhou was happy: "Since you have confidence, that's great. Let's go. Those boys have nothing to do. The only thing they can do is delay, hoping to wear down the willpower of the three of them. Unless they take the initiative to say it, Otherwise we would never know anything."
Delay tactics.
This is the least technical method, and it is fine for ordinary people. As long as those who have received special training can persist for several days, not to mention several months, or even several years.
The two quickly arrived at the interrogation room. Through the glass window, they could see three people isolated in three rooms. They were handcuffed and shackled. The handcuffs were fixed on metal chairs and the chairs were fixed on the floor.
Above their heads, there is a camera shooting from multiple angles, which can record every subtle change in their expressions.
The equipment is quite advanced, but it's a pity that the people who use it are not good at it. They worked all night without getting any results, and these expensive things were wasted.
The three of them looked very energetic. They also stayed up all night, but Uncle Zhou's panda eyes did not appear.
Uncle Zhou was so eager to express himself that he stayed up late even though his body couldn't bear it, and there was no point in staying up late. Since the interrogation work was handed over to others, he could just see the results the next day, so why wait all night long.
"How is it?" he asked.
A police officer stood up and reported: "The three of them still didn't say a word, and they didn't even look at the water and food they were given."
Qin Feng said: "Uncle Zhou, let these people go out and turn off all audio and video equipment."
"Why." Uncle Zhou asked puzzledly.
"I'm not used to being watched when I interrogate criminals." He gave himself a high-sounding reason.
Zhou Mingchu thought for a while, let's treat the dead horse as a live doctor. He waved his hand: "Everyone leaves and turns off all equipment."
Everyone left one after another, and Qin Feng turned to look at Zhou Mingchu.
Uncle Zhou's eyes widened: "I want to leave too."
"Of course, what do you think?" Qin Dashao asked back.
"Okay... okay." Uncle Zhou made an expression that meant you were being cruel. After taking two steps, he turned around and said, "You are not allowed to use violence. That is illegal."
"Damn it, I beat your people several times at the police station." Young Master Qin couldn't bear it anymore and said, "It wasn't because of their violent interrogation. They were all our own people. Is it necessary to do these superficial things? ."
Uncle Zhou blushed and hummed: "Don't kill anyone, otherwise I won't be able to explain to the superiors."
Nonsense, I just want to pry open their mouths and am not interested in their lives.
After all the equipment was turned off, the sound insulation effect of the room dropped by a notch, which was exactly what Qin Feng hoped for.
When he walked into the first interrogation room, the man recognized him at a glance and exclaimed: "It's you, you devil, kill me, don't even expect to get a word from me."
Last night he used the immobilizing spell, which caused the three people to lose control of their bodies. They didn't know the reason, so they regarded Qin Feng as a devil.
"Haha, if I wanted to kill you, you would have been dead last night." He sneered and walked over and said, "You are a tough guy, but I have a thousand ways to make you talk. My question is very simple. , what organization do you belong to."
"I won't tell you..."
"Pa." Qin Fenglun rounded his arms and gave him a big mouth, then kicked him in the stomach and asked: "Which organization do you belong to?"
Bang...bang...dong...
Ten minutes later, he walked into the second interrogation room with a smile on his face and said, "You are from the Angel of Death, right? Your organization has a good name, but you fell into my hands."
The man looked at him in surprise.
"Why, you don't believe this is what your companion told me." He smiled and said: "I have a thousand ways to make people talk, and it's the same for you. Of course, I only ask one question at a time and answer my question. Just live in peace. If you don't answer, you will suffer. Do you think you can resist better than your companions? Listen, what I want to ask is, how much reward can you get for killing me?"