Why let yourself do it?

The fat director knew very well that, firstly, he was closest to him, and secondly, he had injured Zheng Dong's "criminal suspect" of course, it would be best if they were dealt with by the district police station. If people from the municipal bureau came, many methods would not be used.

"Miss Chen, don't worry, I will handle everything. Do you want to... go to the hospital for a check-up?"

"No, I'm not injured."

Shaking her head, Chen Yiru's eyes were still staring at the other side. She was afraid that when she saw what had just happened, would that man knock all the police to the ground?

The policeman who rushed forward didn't know what Chen Yiru was worried about. They stepped forward and grabbed the man's shoulder, then grabbed the man's hands, skillfully took out the handcuffs and handcuffed the man's wrists.

“Huh?”

Is this a solution?

Things went so smoothly, even beyond Chen Yiru's expectations.

"What's wrong? Miss Chen?"

The fat director couldn't help but wonder when he saw Chen Yiru staring at the other side.

"I'm fine."

After coming back to his senses, Chen Yiru watched the man being handcuffed and sent into the police car. Then she walked over and grabbed Huang Yunke's hand and said, "Don't be afraid, we'll go back in the police car later. They'll be fine here to deal with it."

"Um."

Huang Yunke listened to Chen Yiru's words very well, nodded obediently, and suddenly didn't know what he thought of, and said, "Sister Yiru, will that person... be in trouble?"

That person?

Chen Yiru was stunned and said slowly: "That person is probably a lunatic, don't pay attention to him."

"Okay... I understand, please don't worry, my old leader, I will handle this matter properly."

The fat director over there received another call. After keeping promise, he ran over with a smile: "Ms. Chen, I'll send you back, just leave it to us for treatment."

Chen Yiru nodded, as if this series of things happened, she couldn't help feeling tired. She had long since lost the excitement of the racing car. Instead, she felt like her body was hollowed out, so tired that she wanted to sleep.

Seeing that Chen Yiru agreed, the fat director hurriedly asked someone to send Chen Yiru and the others home quickly, and be careful to ensure safety.

"Huhuhu... I finally left."

The fat director wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. How could he get up in the middle of the night to wipe the butts of these second generations.

Fortunately, overall, most second-generation people have extremely strict tutoring and are very low-key in their lives. If they are all as arrogant as Zheng Dong, would he have to wipe people's butts all day long?

"Damn it, you guys are lucky enough to run into the car if you don't sleep in the middle of the night."

He cursed in his heart, and naturally he would not say it out. The fat man called his capable general Liu Zheng and patted him on the shoulder: "Old Liu, thank you for your hard work, I'll interrogate you overnight."

"Sir, don't you wait until tomorrow? There is no need to be so anxious, right?"

Liu Zheng was not very happy.

"I'm not in a hurry, but the problem is that the old leader is in a hurry."

The fat man said sternly: "Do you know who these people were injured? Not to mention others, there is a son of Director Zheng. If Director Zheng asks about it tomorrow, who injured my son, will it be too late to interrogate it tomorrow? Then Director Zheng can't blame us, and the old leader will be miserable."

"Director Zheng? That, that Director Zheng?"

Liu Zheng stuttered even when he spoke.

"Which Director Zheng?"

He glanced at Liu Zheng with dissatisfaction, and the fat man said angrily: "What are you still doing here? Get out of here quickly."

"Hey, director, I understand."

Liu Zheng, who received important news from the director, did not dare to neglect and brought the person back to the station in one breath. The first step was to find a blanket to surround the man, and then ask someone to find some suitable clothes to come over.

The interrogation room was very humid and there was a very unpleasant pungent smell in the air.

In this airtight room of more than a dozen square meters, Liu Zheng presided over no less than a hundred interrogations, not to mention how much of such work the seniors had done before he came.

In recent years, although the Ministry of Public Security has severely rectified the normal procedures for interrogation, for the suburban district police stations, they often do not abide by the "Notice of Rights and Obligations of Criminal Suspects" posted on the wall. They do not impose some abnormal means on certain prisoners, and these prisoners will not obey your orders or inquiries at all.

Now, in this middle of the night, two months later, Liu Zheng once again presided over the interrogation work.

Behind the interrogation station, in addition to Liu Zheng, there is another clerk doing record work, but today is different. Liu Zheng asked someone to shut down the surveillance camera, threw the clothes he found in front of the man wearing a blanket, and shouted: "Put on the clothes."

However, this man who was at mercy before seemed not very obedient. Although Liu Zheng was speaking in an orderly tone, he sat blankly on the interrogation chair without saying a word, as if he had not heard Liu Zheng's words at all.

"Hey, it's interesting, pretend to be deaf and dumb, right?"

Liu Zheng was amused, "I think you should save some time. There are not many people who dare to act deaf and dumb here. Do you know where this is? Any criminal must explain all the criminal facts here, otherwise the fate will not be tolerated."

His last sentence was extremely loud, as if he was knocking on a mountain and shaking a tiger.

"Boom!"

It was a coincidence that as soon as Liu Zheng finished his last loud voice, a thunder suddenly came from outside, as if God was cheering him.

Generally speaking, when ordinary criminals are frightened by him, even if they don’t honestly explain the crime, they will be shocked to look bad. However, the man who was staring at Liu Zheng still had a confused expression on his face and had no stress response to all Liu Zheng’s words.

The old master who taught Liu Zheng once said this: interrogation is an art, and confession is also an art. Under the high pressure of interrogation, no matter how good the psychological quality is, people cannot be as calm as usual. They will always show psychological manifestations of timidity, confusion, resistance, and luck in the interrogation room.

However, what should the man in front of him say?

This guy is either amazing in acting or is like a... mentally ill? Look at this expression, he is completely a person who is immersed in his own psychological world and has no response to the outside world.

"Okay, I like to pretend to be deaf and dumb, right? I like not to wear clothes, right? Well, I, Liu Zheng, like you the most."

Liu Zheng was unwilling to believe that the person he caught was a mental illness. He came to the back of the interrogation chair, where the man's hands were handcuffed behind the chair. He just lifted it up and the ordinary people's shoulders would feel extremely uncomfortable, as if they would be removed in the next moment. Few people could tolerate such pain.

He actually dared not say a word to me. See how long you can endure it?

Liu Zheng grabbed the handcuffs and slowly lifted them up. In the past, when he came to the prisoner's back, even if he did nothing, it would make the prisoner feel extremely uneasy, let alone when this method was used, the prisoner screamed like a pig.

But……

Hell, can this guy really hold it back?

He lifted the handcuffs to the back of his neck, and the man didn't make any sound, as if he didn't feel uncomfortable or painful at all.

When he realized that Liu Zheng had already lifted the handcuffs to the back of his head. This scene that violated the normal bones and joints made Liu Zheng feel that the man's arms were like mud, and could be bent to an incredible position at will.

"you……"

Liu Zheng was a little surprised and realized that the man in front of him was not simple. This was not a person who practiced yoga or performed acrobatics, right?

The word "you" was said, and the man suddenly moved his hands and turned over his head. He immediately changed from behind the previous reversal to his hands in his arms.

The clerk was obviously shocked by this scene. He grabbed the pen in his hand and did not move for a long time.

"Who is this guy?"

Liu Zheng was both surprised and speechless. Can yoga practitioners do this? He doesn't know.

But this is definitely the first time he has encountered this situation in his more than ten years of police career.

“Where is this?”
Chapter completed!