Chapter Thirteen No one left
The night showed a rare excitement, and another straight stand at attention. Wang Jin gave in a loud voice and replied in surprise: "Thank you for your support."
Wang Jinyi's understanding of literati was either unwilling to accept it or devoted himself to it.
The night of the night when he joined the army was innocent and alert, he was satisfied.
If you can convince his heart, you will be rude to yourself in the future.
Although it is a little immature and a little tempering is enough to bear the heavy responsibility.
Wang Jinyi is satisfied with his planning and his works.
I deliberately or unintentionally skipped the black cloth bag on the table, ten gold bars, and a considerable fortune.
He laughed silently.
Early the next morning, Shen Qingfeng, the head of the second department, had just sat firmly in his position. A sip of hot tea had not yet entered the mouth, and Wang Jin quietly walked into the office.
"Saturday, why are you here? If you have something to do, I'll go to your office." Shen Qingfeng respected Wang Jin at all times without any ambiguity.
"It's okay, did the person you caught confess?" Wang Jin asked.
"Not yet, it seems that there is no direct relationship between tomb robbers and the Japanese. According to him, he heard the neighbor mention this matter in a daze. After the tomb robbery incident, the whole family moved away and the building was empty. I sent someone to see it. If it was indeed gone, the landlord can testify." Shen Qingfeng reported.
"Is that right? Go and take a look again and call Yese." Wang Jinyi ordered.
"Yes, I asked Yese to go to the logistics department to get some office supplies. Come back soon and sit down for a while." Shen Qingfeng poured a glass of water and placed it on the coffee table.
Wang Jin sat down, pressed his legs against his legs, drank tea, and waited quietly.
More than ten minutes later, Yese came back with a stack of special diary and straw paper. He just came and was a newcomer. He left many errands to him.
"Has a good seat." Seeing Wang Jinyi at night was a little surprised.
"Well, let's go, let's see with your section chief." Wang Jinyi put down the teacup and took the lead in walking out.
Shen Qingfeng followed closely, waved his hand to Yese, signaling him to follow quickly.
After going downstairs, he turned into a row of tightly guarded bungalows on his left.
The night color entered the first time.
Wherever I saw, the cold wind was sad and blood-stained. Behind the dense fence thicker than the wrist of an adult man, I lay down, sat, or looked at the fence and looked at the prisoners at the door, dressed in rags, unkempt, dirty faces, and ashen faces as dust, and rotten flesh.
As soon as Wang Jinyi showed up, someone inside shouted: "It's unfair, sir, I'm unfair!"
What followed was the sound of dragging the shackles and shaking the fence, adding inexplicable desolation to the gloomy and terrifying prison cell out of thin air.
Shen Qingfeng ordered his men: "Take Huang Zhenxing."
The person who was arrested by the Second Department almost at the same time as Yese injured his ancestor Zhang Hong.
Shortly after Wang Jinyi sat in the interrogation room, a young man with his waist bent and his head lowered, but he was only thirty years old, was dragged into the interrogation room by two soldiers with a tiger-backed and bear-waisted waist, and his arms were raised and tied to the cross wooden frame quickly.
Shen Qingfeng stood behind Wang Jinyi, waiting to sit down and talk.
"Night," Wang Jin shouted.
"Yes, Seating." Ye Se and Shen Qingfeng's position were exactly opposite, and he stood on the other side of Wang Jinyi.
"Today you are the presiding judge. The first time, please feel free, don't be nervous." Wang Jin ordered.
Ye Se nodded, and he reached out to see the interrogation record of Huang Zhenxing's last interrogation in the second department. Hurry up and read it carefully and roughly learned about what he needed to interrogate and what he needed to achieve.
"Huang Zhenxing?" The night color began as he was as gentle as his character, and he was not anxious or impatient, and it was difficult to get along with the executioner.
The other party was weak and nodded.
It seems that he suffered a lot last time, with scars on his face and body. Some of them became scabs, and the heavy even bleeding came out.
"What kind of life do you like?" Ye Se's question was unexpected, unlike interrogation, or chat.
"My wife and children are warm on the kang."
What everyone can say.
Huang Zhenxing's answer was expected in the night.
Wang Jinyi was very interested.
Shen Qingfeng looked cold.
The other lustful people in the interrogation room were all stunned, and one or two of them couldn't help but turn around and laugh.
They have heard that a new colleague who has been transferred from the third department must be the stupid goose in front of them.
This alternative interrogation method is no different from playing house, and can definitely be recorded in the history of the Revival Society and has been infamous for thousands of years.
"I also want to live such a life, so I chose to be a government person so that I can live without worries about food and clothing, and get my salary on time every month, right?" Ye Se continued to induce.
Huang Zhenxing did not respond and stared at Ye Se in a daze.
His whole body was so painful that it was like a fire.
I was originally going to hurt again immediately, but I might faint and I wouldn't know what.
When he was just interrogated, someone asked him to give honest advice, but after yelling at him a few times, he lost patience and directly put on a whip and a soldering iron.
The mental preparation for the torture collapsed for some reason after suddenly encountering the warmth of the spring breeze.
When he is willing to do so, he is not afraid of anything and can endure it.
But give him time, let him sway between life and death, enjoyment and despair, torture and peace, the faces and voices of his wife and children are like Gu, invading the body and unable to remove them. The extremely poison that penetrates his bones erodes his soul and body.
"Sir, I really have explained everything. You can go to my neighbor's house to see it. There is really no one left." Huang Zhenxing tried his best to defend himself.
"Huang Zhenxing, you told me that on the second day of the tomb robbery, you heard your neighbor say that he was involved in tomb robbery, right?" Ye Se suddenly got to the point, and it was faster than everyone expected.
"right."
"How do you determine when your neighbors talk to each other, the second day of tomb robbing?"
“It’s published in the newspaper.”
"Why remember so clearly?"
"It was a light rain at that time, and they left in the rain, so I remember it very clearly."
"You are lying!"
"I didn't, it was really the next day."
"Yes, it was published in the newspaper on March 27, and I saw it too." Ye Se's frankness made Huang Zhenxing breathe a sigh of relief.
Unexpectedly, Ye Se's tone changed and he exposed his lie: "It's a pity that it didn't rain that day, and it fell on March 26."
These details were not captured by the last interrogation, nor were they recorded.
"No, it's, me, me," Huang Zhenxing hesitated.
"You tell me that my neighbor's family will move and say goodbye to you before leaving, so you know they are all gone, right?" Ye Se changed the topic again and led Huang Zhenxing's nose.
"right."
"You also confessed that you have a cold relationship with your neighbor, and have only had a few dealings, and don't know much about his situation."
"yes."
Ye Se suddenly snatched the whip from a soldier beside him and thrust hard into the ground.
"Bang,"
With a loud bang, the whip fell slightly on Huang Zhenxing's feet.
The pain of the five fingers connecting the heart spreads to his heart and brain from bottom to top.
Huang Zhenxing trembled.
"You said you had a cold relationship with your neighbor just to clear your relationship with your neighbor, let us believe you and let you go."
"No, it's really cold and rarely interact with each other."
"Since you rarely have a relationship, why do you have to say goodbye to you? Contradict yourself. The third lie you tell is enough to overturn the second lie that you have a cold relationship with your neighbor."
"I, I," Huang Zhenxing was completely messy.
What did he explain at that time?
Have you thought about it?
What other loopholes?
Don't know anything.
Crazy.
"Why are you indifferent to your neighbor?"
The questioning at night is very strange. The questions raised are like a blow and a hammer. They seem to be off topic and closely revolve around the topic, but they always make people unable to understand where he is going to return to the topic.
"His wife Li Xingzi beat my son."
Li Xingzi?
"Japanese or Chinese?"
"Chinese."
"I'm so tall that I'm in my ears, my head is in a bun, and I'm sprinkling rose perfume on my body. I'm very good at hitting people?" The night was shivering, and I'd described the appearance of the fake apricot who pretended to be apricot.
His intuition, will Xingzi know Li Xingzi?
"How do you know her?" Huang Zhenxing was as shocked as if he was a ghost.
Ye Se raised the wooden handle of the whip and picked up Huang Zhenxing's chin and squeezed out the words from his throat:
"Xingzi has told me all the things you snatched horse hoof gold from Nakata. I will give you a chance. As long as you take the initiative to tell your master behind the scenes, your name is the same as what Xingzi told me, I promise to spare you. Otherwise, I will protect your whole family and not leave any one."
d. Read novels.
Chapter completed!