Peach Luck Unparalleled

In the morning, Qin Feng stretched and sat up from the bed, while Shu Yajing and Zhou Musi were still fast asleep.

The messy clothes on the floor, as well as the spring light that could not be covered by the quilt, indicated that there was a "violent battle" here last night.

The result of the battle, of course, was that the second daughter killed by Young Master Qin threw away her helmet and her armor, and she went downhill.

A sumptuous breakfast has been prepared on the dining table outside.

The latter smiled cheekily at the two mothers-in-law, and said while feasting, "Sisi and Jingjing may wake up later, I'll go find Uncle Zhou later."

"It's okay, when the two of them get up, just warm up the food." Mrs. Zhou pointed to the thermos bucket next to her: "This is for your Uncle Zhou. Since you are going to go there, help bring it to him. I won't go."

"no problem!"

Half an hour later, First Young Master Qin appeared at the Provincial Public Security Bureau with a thermos. Since this case was serious, all interrogation work was entrusted to the most elite police officers.

After showing his ID, he went to the deputy director's office smoothly.

Uncle Zhou had a pair of panda eyes, and the eyeballs were bloodshot.

"It's time for breakfast." He put the thermos on his face and said, "Uncle Zhou, don't tell me you worked all night?"

"I was about to say that." He put down the documents in his hand, opened the lid of the incubator, and said, "After a night of interrogation, guess what came out of the interrogation?"

First Young Master Qin shrugged: "Do you have to guess? It must be nothing."

Uncle Zhou was taken aback: "How do you know?"

"If I believe that your people can do things well, why come here early in the morning?" He sat across from him very rudely, raised his legs and said, "Those three guys are not ordinary terrorists or killers. It's hard to pry their mouths open."

Uncle Zhou nodded deeply, and while filling his mouth with food, he said, "The interrogators have changed several times and tried all kinds of methods, but they are unwilling to say a word."

"Did you use the ten torture methods of the Qing Dynasty?" He asked abruptly.

puff……

Uncle Zhou spit out the porridge in his mouth, and said solemnly: "We are a disciplined army, okay? What are the top ten tortures in the Qing Dynasty? Torture to extract confessions is not allowed. How can it be used?"

Young Master Qin thought to himself that you should put gold on your face, there are too many cases of torture to extract confessions.

Uncle Zhou finished his meal quickly, wiped his mouth and said, "From your point of view, there is a way to get these three people to talk, right?"

"Of course, do you think I'm just here to deliver breakfast? Please, who can't leave such a non-technical matter to someone? 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. I hope it can wear down the willpower of the three of them, unless they take the initiative to say it. Otherwise we don't want to know anything."

Delaying tactics?

This is the least technical method, and it is okay for ordinary people, but for those who have received special training, it is not a problem to persist for a few days, even for months or years.

The two soon arrived at the interrogation room. Through the glass windows, they could see that the three were isolated in three rooms.They were handcuffed and fettered, and the handcuffs were fastened to metal chairs, which were fastened to the floor.

Above the head is a multi-angle camera that can record every subtle change in their expressions.

The equipment is quite advanced, but it's a pity that the people who use them are not good, and they haven't been able to ask the results all night, wasting these expensive things in vain.

The three of them looked very energetic. They also stayed up all night, but they didn't have Uncle Zhou's panda eyes.

Uncle Zhou was too eager to express himself. He had to stay up all night even though his body couldn't bear it, and it didn't make any sense for him to stay up all night. Since the interrogation work was handed over to others, it was enough to see the results the next day, so why wait all night.

"How?" he asked.

A police officer stood up and reported: "The three people 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 the recording and video equipment."

"Why?" Uncle Zhou asked puzzled.

"I'm not used to being watched when I'm interrogating criminals." He found a high-sounding reason for himself.

Zhou Mingchu thought for a while, let the dead horse be a living horse doctor, he waved his hand: "Everyone leave, turn off all equipment."

Everyone left one after another, Qin Feng turned to look at Zhou Mingchu.

Uncle Zhou stared: "I want to leave too?"

"Of course, what do you think?" Young Master Qin asked back.

"Okay...Okay!" Uncle Zhou made a cruel expression, and just took two steps, he didn't forget to turn around and say: "Violence is not allowed, it is against the law."

"Fuck, I beat up your people several times at the police station." Young Master Qin couldn't bear it any longer, and said, "It wasn't because of their violent interrogation, and they were all their own people. Is it necessary to engage in these superficial things?" ?”

Uncle Zhou blushed and snorted, "Don't kill anyone, or I won't be able to explain to my superiors."

Nonsense, I just want to pry their mouths open, not interested in their lives.

After all the equipment was turned off, the sound insulation effect from room to room was a notch worse, 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 think about getting a word from me."

He used the holding spell last night, so that the three of them lost control of their bodies. They didn't know the reason, so they regarded Qin Feng as a devil.

"Hehe, if I wanted to kill you, you would have been a dead man last night." He walked over with a sneer and said, "You are a tough guy, but I have a thousand ways to make you speak. My problem is very simple. , what organization do you belong to?"

"I won't tell you..."

"Crack!" Qin Feng rounded his arms and rewarded him with a big mouth, then kicked him in the stomach, and asked, "Which organization do you belong to?"

Pa... bang... boom...

Ten minutes later, he walked into the second interrogation room with a smile on his face, and said, "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, don't you believe that 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 me Just live in peace, and you will suffer if you don’t answer, do you think you are more resistant than your companions? Listen, what I want to ask is, how much will you get for killing me?”