It's convenient, of course it's convenient. He is not only Captain Song, but also a relative of the victim, so he is qualified.

But the current interrogation has not yet produced any results.

"Captain Song, I'm telling you the truth. The murderer is incredibly stubborn. No matter how we ask him, he won't say a word."

Song Yun raised her eyebrows, "Can I try?"

Director Liu's eyes lit up, "I couldn't ask for more." As the director of the Public Security Bureau, he naturally had some personal connections and knew a lot about Captain Song. Otherwise, he wouldn't admire her so much.

It is said that all the prisoners interrogated by Captain Song, no matter if they were murderers or robbers, or foreign spies, would speak out everything.

"This way, please!"

Director Liu invited Song Yun into the interrogation room.

Ye Changqing also had a new understanding of Song Yun's ability and status at this time. He only found out in the past few days that Song Yun was no longer a military doctor, but a regimental-level officer in the military.

However, Song Yun's treatment at the Public Security Bureau at this time was obviously better than that of an ordinary regimental-level officer.

Soon, screams were heard in the interrogation room.

Ye Changqing wanted to stand up and look at the situation, but Song Ziyi held him down, "Brother Changqing, you'd better not stand up. My sister knows how to act. Didn't you see that Director Liu was accompanying her?"

That's true. Ye Changqing sat back down. He was in this state now, so what if he went in?

Not to mention the current situation, even before he was injured, he couldn't say anything in a place like this.

He also remembered what Song Yun had said to him: others dare to bully you unscrupulously only because you are weak.

If you are strong enough, who dares to bully you?

If you are bullied by someone who is blind and ignorant, you can immediately get back at him if you have the ability, instead of dodging and running away.

Yeah, he's really too weak.

If Ziyi hadn't appeared in time to save him today, he would probably be dead by now.

㱗At this moment, I am determined to become stronger.

Ziyi said to Tang Yu, "You should go back first. Grandma is home alone."

Tang Yu nodded, said hello to Ye Changqing, and hurriedly left the Public Security Bureau to return to Zhengde Street. As soon as he entered Zhengde Street, he met a man who went out to look for Ye Changqing's grandmother. When he learned that Ye Changqing was fine and would be back later, the grandmother breathed a sigh of relief and followed Tang Yu back home.

On the other side, Jiao Lingyu went to the agreed location and looked eight times, but she never saw the agreed red cloth signal.

She had agreed with the man that if the job was done, he would place a triangular piece of red cloth on that spot, and if it failed, he would place a triangular piece of white cloth.

But now, a long time has passed since the agreed time, and neither the red cloth nor the white cloth has appeared at that location.

What happened? Did he fail to succeed, or was there an accident?

The more I think about it, the more anxious I become.

"Mom, what are you doing?" Ye Changhong, the son, came back from outside with an unfinished pancake in his hand. Seeing Jiao Lingyu's distraught look, he thought Jiao Lingyu and Ye Weicheng had quarreled again. He felt a little bit sorry for her. After thinking for a while, he handed the half-remaining pancake to Jiao Lingyu, "Mom, I bought this from Qianxi Road. An old man made it. It's so delicious. Try it."