City: Attack, Fat House

　　Class D, the ordinary city police system can barely handle it.

　　Class C, requires a provincial police system.

　　For example, Xiao Yao once handled the case of oversized counterfeit banknotes.

　　The lives, money, and items involved in such cases are beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

　　To the B level, which is the so-called 'God'.

　　This level is between the national security and provincial police systems.

　　Wait until the A level.

　　For example, in the case at hand, it started with the level of ten or more lives, and the money was more than tens of billions of dollars. There were also smuggling, mercenary entry, and super espionage.

　　Such cases are handled at the national security level.

　　There may be cases of a very large nature that require the cooperation of the military to mobilize special forces.

　　police system?

　　Let it go, not enough levels!

　　As for the S-Class.

　　At that level, a small policeman of Xiao Yao's level, it is estimated that he will never want to contact him in his life.

　　The 'special A' in front of him is also because Xiao Yao has records in his file, is good at hypnosis, and has solved a major case of hypnotized criminals, so he was invited by Guoan to assist in the investigation.

　　It is 'assistance', the kind that is not eligible to participate.

　　Fourteen people were killed and twenty-one wounded.

　　This kind of case is not something that a small police superintendent can participate in.

　　Being able to invite you to drink tea and come up with ideas is such a big face.

　　After Xiao Yao finished reading the case file, he blinked and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, "Brother Zhao, can you take a look at the suspect?"

　　The two sides just exchanged names.

　　The middle-aged name is Zhao Mingjun, the leader of the sixth national security team.

　　Although everyone is a team leader, the level is very different.

　　This team leader, the overall situation of the city bureau where Xiao Yao is located, is the first to salute when he sees others.

　　"Ok?"

　　Zhao Mingjun glanced at Xiao Yao, hesitated a little, and nodded, "Yes!"

　　Both suspects have been 'received' to the imperial capital and detained in a special place.

　　Don't worry about being hypnotized or not.

　　It is impossible for the two of them to be released until the real murderer is found.

　　This is a procedure and a rule. As for whether it is unlucky or not, it is another matter.

　　This situation is the same in any country.

　　If the real murderer is found, it is determined to be 'innocent', and it is indeed very likely that he will be released.

　　But it will also be strictly regulated.

　　Even the original city doesn't have to stay.

　　You can only live in an unfamiliar place.

　　why?

　　I know everything!

　　When the commercial car drove into a similar office building in the morning, Xiao Yao was a little confused.

　　The place where the heart says Guoan seems to be very ordinary.

　　After following Zhao Mingjun to the elevator, he sat for more than ten minutes.

　　When Xiao Yao got out of the elevator, he was a little confused.

　　A gate appeared in front of him.

　　There were two soldiers with guns guarding the door.

　　Xiao Yao, who activated the 'Gun God' skill, immediately noticed the opponent's gun, and it was definitely not to scare people.

　　The kind that fires in minutes as long as the insurance is dropped.

　　When two eyes fell on Xiao Yao.

　　That kind of indifference, that kind of icy cold, gave him an illusion.

　　Both soldiers must have killed people.

　　Special forces? !

　　Zhao Mingjun took out his ID and let the two soldiers verify it, and then took his ID and affixed it to the electronic device on the door access control.

　　Ding.

　　The door opens automatically.

　　Xiao Yao, who was sweating on his head, followed Zhao Mingjun in.

　　The scene inside made Xiao Yao stunned once again.

　　A long corridor, with doors on both sides of the corridor, only the house number.

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　　Until the two came to door '7', Zhao Mingjun took out his credentials again, swiped his card, and after the door opened, a place similar to an interrogation room appeared inside.

　　"You sit first, I'll take someone."

　　Zhao Mingjun pointed to the chair inside, and after speaking, turned and left.

　　Xiao Yao exhaled, looked around, walked to the chair and sat down.

　　'Cat's Eye', 'Tracking', 'Details'...

　　The three abilities are activated for the first time.

　　Hidden cameras, one-way glass, no less.

　　Standard interrogation room setup.

　　However, it is much higher than the 'forced' level of an ordinary police station interrogation room.

　　The surrounding walls are made of that kind of defensive material, and the tables and chairs are also made of that kind of 'soft' material.

　　In this interrogation room, it is impossible for the suspect to commit suicide.

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　　then.

　　After Xiao Yao felt the one-way glass, there should be at least three pairs of eyes looking at him.

　　I'm not a criminal, you 'see' my dry hair?

　　five minutes later.

　　The door to the interrogation room opened, and Zhao Mingjun walked in first.

　　Then two 'Hei Chao' escorted a person and walked in.

　　The man wore a hood and had special shackles on his hands and feet.

　　What's special?

　　With lights flashing on it, Xiao Yao guessed, will this thing explode?

　　Xiao Yao has only seen this kind of 'electronic torture device' in movies in the past.

　　In reality, it is the first time.

　　I didn't expect the movie to be deceitful!

　　The first time the suspect was brought into the interrogation room, a 'black super' removed his hood, revealing a young face.

　　Very pale, very frightened kind.

　　And also a little handsome, about twenty years old.

　　"sit down."

　　Zhao Mingjun spoke to the young man with an expressionless face.

　　The young man was very obedient, sitting in a chair honestly, with his head down, his body shivering.

　　"Help me get something ready."

　　Xiao Yao glanced at the young man, and then said to Zhao Mingjun.

　　"what?"

　　Zhao Mingjun smiled and knew what Xiao Yao was going to do.

　　Hypnotized?

　　Guoan has already found someone to use this kind of thing.

　　But not much.

　　"A coin, a spinning top, a pocket watch."

　　Xiao Yao grinned.

　　There is no way, in Guoan, I dare to be sloppy at will.

　　That is not responsible for yourself.

　　Want to use 'hypnosis'.

　　It must be more like it!talent.