Li Mingqing picked up the newspaper on the bedside table and said, "Let's read some news."

Two hours later.

Fu Bei came back and sighed, "No results."

"Neither of them said anything?"

"Yes, they keep their mouths shut. I want to use torture instruments to beat them up," Fu Bei said with hatred.

Li Mingqing joked, "I'm good at this."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Bei looked at him and seriously considered the feasibility of this matter.

After a few seconds, he said, "Ming Qing, you go there."

"Me? I was just joking."

"Ming Qing, you have a good eye for people. Maybe they'll tell you everything if you ask them."

Nie Rong agreed, "I think it's okay."

"This is not a joke. You think too highly of me," Li Mingqing waved his hand.

Soon, the director and military leaders came hurriedly.

Li Mingqing didn't understand why he came to him at such a critical moment.

Interrogating spies is the big deal.

"Have they confessed?"

"No, Dean Li, please come with us. That person wants to see you."

Li Mingqing's face was full of questions. "See me?"

"Yes, I want to see you by name, otherwise I won't speak," the director said helplessly.

Nie Rong said excitedly: "Ming Qing, go quickly!"

"Don't join in the fun, I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself and attack them," Li Mingqing said in advance.

The troop leader said calmly, "It's okay."

Seeing that Li Mingqing was thin and weak, he felt that even if he took action, it would not be serious.

"That's fine," Li Mingqing said happily, "I'm not very accurate when I fight."

Nie Rong, lying in bed, was anxious and wanted to go too.

Go and see how Li Mingqing beat up the spies.

Fu Bei suppressed a smile and said, "Nie Rong, I'll go check it out for you."

Police station.

When Li Mingqing entered the room, he saw the middle-aged man sitting there with his eyes closed.

"You want to see me?"

The middle-aged man opened his eyes and stared at Li Mingqing motionlessly.

Li Mingqing looked at him with a smile.

Let’s see who can keep calm.

Outside the glass wall, the director and several others were watching the scene inside.

I thought, is this how masters fight?

They exchanged glances, trying to see who would lose patience and speak first.

Li Mingqing sat nonchalantly on the chair, leaning back and crossing his legs, looking very comfortable.

On the other hand, the spies.

His wrists were rubbed red by the handcuffs.

Sitting in a narrow chair, movement is restricted.

It would be strange if I could feel comfortable without eating or drinking water.

"Dean Li, how did you find me?" the spy asked in a hoarse voice.

Li Mingqing said disdainfully, "If you don't want others to know, then don't do it yourself."

"I've been in the hospital for so long and no one has raised any suspicions. Even with the strict screening over the past two days, I still haven't been discovered. How come you've been here for just one day and now you're looking for me in the utility room?"

The spy exuded hatred.

Make fists with both hands and lean your upper body forward.

"It's just a coincidence," Li Mingqing said calmly, "Why did you blow up the hospital?"

"We bombed it if we wanted to. Who knew you would come? This meticulous plan was foolproof, but it was ruined by the appearance of that guy named Nie Rong."

Li Mingqing: "Who is your superior?"

"There is no superior." The spy said stubbornly.