"Okay...you finally spoke to me."

Liu Zheng, who came back from his surprise, walked 21 to the man and said sternly: "Don't you pretend to be deaf and dumb? Didn't you like pretending to be deaf and dumb just now?"

The man raised his head and stared at Liu Zheng, not responding much to this, and Liu Zheng still didn't see any fear on the man's face.

This person is different from ordinary prisoners.

Liu Zheng quietly came to this conclusion in his heart.

Since it's hard, then it's soft.

Liu Zheng's tone slowed down and said, "I know you feel a little uncomfortable now. After all, if you hurt someone else and enter, few people will feel good..."

As he said, he pulled out a soft chiang from the cigarette box and handed it to the man: "Do you smoke? Have you got one?"

The man looked at the cigarette handed to him, and slowly reached out to catch it with both hands, and then was lit by Liu Zheng with a lighter. He also took out another one and sucked it, and spit out a mouthful of smoke. He felt that his head was much clearer.

"I said brother, you said you ran to the middle of the road without sleeping in the middle of the night, causing a rear-end collision, but also injured others... What do you think you are doing? Do you know who you are hurting? Do you know who the owners of the car accident you caused? Do you know how much you need to compensate?"

After asking three questions in a row, if it were ordinary people, they would have been shocked, but Liu Zheng carefully observed that the man still looked the same, and his eyes remained unchanged.

"You probably haven't heard of the name Zheng Dong, but you should know who the name Zheng Jiang is? Yes, among the people you injured, Director Zheng's son is there. Now you know how serious the matter is, right?"

Liu Zheng knocked on the table and sighed: "This car accident is all super sports cars. To be honest, brother, I guess I can't afford to buy the car wheels for ten years after working. If you say you want to compensate, what do you have to do? Now, only by honestly speaking can you try to get a lighter treatment, otherwise even the Buddha will really not be able to save you."

Liu Zheng has long been familiar with the interrogator's tricks. He first said the matter very seriously, and the consequences are very terrifying. He would scare him and make the suspect mentally flawed, and then give him some candy, indicating that only honest explanations are the only way to reduce the punishment.

99% of untrained prisoners honestly explained in this routine. After all, they are ruthless and honest, but they will not really say that they will go home for the New Year.

"Boom..."

The muffled thunder outside was getting louder and louder, and I don’t know if a heavy rain was about to come.

"Okay, now, what's your name?"

Although seeing that the man did not have any loose expression, Liu Zheng decided to start with the simplest question and gradually knock on the prisoner's psychological defense.

"Name...my name?"

The man murmured to himself, "My name is Lu Chen..."

"Okay, call me Lu Chen, right?" Liu Zheng was happy, this was a good omen.

"No, no, my name is Lu Chen."

The man suddenly shook his head.

"..." Liu Zheng.

"I, my name is Lu Zhang... No, it's Lu Lang, it's not right, it's Lu Kang... Lu Ya..."

The man seemed to be schizophrenia, and dozens of names popped up from his mouth one by one. In this way, in the stunned eyes of Liu Zheng and the clerk, the man seemed to be chanting a rumor, and hundreds of non-repetitive names popped up from his mouth in one breath.

Liu Zheng held back his anger. In his opinion, the man in front of him was teasing him, right?

"I tell you that if you continue like this, I will not be able to give you a slight..."

"By the way, it's Lu Yuan, I should be called Lu Yuan."

He suddenly looked up and interrupted Liu Zheng's words, and the man seemed to have really remembered his real name.

"It's really called this name?"

I just read so many names in one breath, but at this time the man said another name again, and Liu Zheng was extremely disbelieving.

"This...I don't know."

Liu Zheng's expression stimulated the man again. He shook his head in confusion, "I think I should really call this name, but I also think I have many other identities."

Liu Zheng was teased by this sentence: "Do you think you are a spy?"

"spy?"

The man murmured: "No, I seem to be a waiter, but I have also been a car salesperson, a general manager, and I seem to be a teacher, a soldier, a programmer, a biology professor, and a policeman..."

It's over, this guy isn't really a mentally ill, right?

With Liu Zheng’s years of experience, he finally discovered something was wrong. When this man said these words, his expression was real and emotional, as if those were his personal experiences.

However, how could this be such a ridiculous thing?

There is no one in this world who has worked as a restaurant waiter, a general manager, a teacher, a biology professor and a soldier. Have you been a policeman and a mayor? No one will believe it if you say it out.

"Boom!"

Thunder blew again, and the wind blew more intensely. With the rumbling of thunder, a magnificent heavy rain also came.

"By the way, I seem to have something important to do."

The man tried hard to capture important clues in his memory in his mind. He frowned and looked meditated: "This matter is very important, what exactly is it?"

"Don't worry about anything important, do you know where you are?"

Liu Zheng began to get impatient. If this man was really mentally abnormal, he would have no use for interrogating him here. He probably finally confirmed that he was really mentally ill. Then no matter how much Zheng Dong wanted to take revenge, he would probably have to ask someone to beat him up. However, no matter how hard he beat a mentally ill, it would not bring much pleasure of revenge. This time, it can be considered that those second generations are unlucky. Who is not good to provoke? To provoke a mentally ill.

"Where am I?"

The man responded to Liu Zheng's words, looked around and looked down at the handcuffs on his hands.

“There are important things to go.”

He murmured to himself: "I have to leave."

What does this guy mean?

Liu Zheng turned around helplessly and said, "This guy may have some mental problems. I'll find someone to do an appraisal tomorrow."

"I think it's possible... Huh, Team Liu, he, he..."

When the clerk heard Liu Zheng's words, he agreed with his conclusion quite well, but suddenly his face changed and he pointed at him behind him and was extremely frightened.

Oops?

Liu Zheng did not turn around and looked at it immediately, but instead rolled down and avoided the attack of possibility. Then he quickly took out the baton on his waist before looking at the man on the interrogation chair.

this?

How is this possible?

Only then did Liu Zheng understand where the clerk's fear came from.

The handcuffs that were just being scrambled on the man’s wrists, and at some point, the chain in the middle was broken!

"He, he broke his handcuffs!"

The clerk stood behind Liu Zheng and saw clearly. It was precisely because of this that he was so frightened.

In the early days, some people could open the handcuffs with bamboo sticks. Even if the handcuffs have been modified many times, some powerful guys can open them with some tools. But they have never been able to break the chain by relying on the strength of their hands and wrists alone.

What is this concept?

When the handcuffs were designed, the maximum strength was 500kg, which means that if you want to break the chain, you need to at least half a ton of strength from your wrist!

This is not a fist, nor an elbow, nor a kick, but a translation and breaking under constraints!

How difficult is this?

What's more, even if you punch, how many people can have half a ton of punching power?

And this man, this man, in the eyes of the clerk, breaking the manganese steel chain is like breaking a hair, without any resistance at all, and it is broken.

Such an incredible scene was staged in front of him, so that he would not be frightened.

"Break?"

Liu Zheng was also confused for a moment. He opened his mouth wide and wanted to grab the clerk's neck and ask you what nonsense you were talking about. However, the chain of the handcuffs in front of him was indeed broken, and this was not empty talk.

Even if you secretly untied the handcuffs, Liu Zheng would not be so shocked. The man was only wearing a blanket and had no tools to hide. How could he break the chain?

With the strength of manganese steel, with a saw in hand, you can't even see it open in less than ten minutes. It's a dream to break the chain in just a moment.

(To be continued.)
Chapter completed!