Chapter 354: Tiger poison eats seeds? Be filial to a rebellious son
"That is—"
Feng Mu's voice suddenly became as light as a wisp of smoke.
"When your feet leave the ground and you're climbing up."
He slowly raised his head, his cracked forehead was like a pomegranate split by an axe, blood beads rolled down his eyelashes and bloomed scarlet flowers on his cold teeth.
That face was still eerily calm, as if it was wearing a blood-soaked mask. All emotions had been drained away, leaving only the creepy... emptiness!
"Once it falls—"
The tip of his tongue caught the dripping blood, "and it will be smashed to pieces."
Feng Mu's voice was like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, wandering in the cold air of the interrogation room. Before he finished speaking, a heart-wrenching scream exploded in the interrogation room.
Chen Yang staggered back, his right hand across his chest trembling violently, the bulging blood vessels at his wrist wriggling like earthworms, his fist twisted into a weird angle under the pressure of the handcuffs, and his finger bones cracking with a teeth-grinding sound.
Blood oozed out from the gaps in the deformed handcuffs, drawing a scarlet arc under the pale incandescent light.
Tick.
Tick.
The sound of blood drops hitting the ground.
Chen Yang's facial muscles twitched uncontrollably and his back teeth made a clattering sound.
His eyes were like poisoned arrows, and he wished he could nail Feng Mu to death on the interrogation chair. However, Feng Mu just licked his bloody lips nonchalantly and revealed a creepy smile:
“So, when you’re climbing up, you must not let go, even if you die, because the moment you let go—”
Chen Yang shakily untied the handcuffs, revealing rotten flesh clinging to the handcuff rings, revealing the sunken knuckles underneath. The skin around them, oozing blood, was purple-blue like a corpse, and was particularly creepy under the pale light.
"The time of death is approaching." Feng Mu's voice seemed to come from the depths of hell.
Chen Yang's heart skipped a beat. He stared at his twisted right hand, and a terrible thought exploded in his mind:
"This hand is broken?!"
The deformed handcuffs hit the ground, making a heart-pounding sound.
Chen Yang's sanity completely collapsed at this moment.
His good left hand trembled as it reached behind his waist, his knuckles turning white from exerting so much force.
The holster buckle made a subtle "click" sound, which was particularly clear in the silent interrogation room.
In the observation room next door, Dong Ping's pupils suddenly contracted: "Captain Feng, Chen Yang is crazy!"
Feng Ju's eyes were fixed on the one-way glass.
The bloodstained face of the rebellious son was particularly glaring under the pale light, and a twisted sense of pleasure surged uncontrollably in his heart.
However, the next second, his pupils suddenly contracted - Chen Yang's hand had already grasped the handle of the gun.
He instinctively took half a step forward, but stopped abruptly. The wrinkles at the corners of his eyes became deeper, like knife-cut grooves, casting dark shadows.
"What if..." Feng Ju's Adam's apple rolled, "What if the rebellious son died under Chen Yang's gun?"
Once this idea took root, it grew like wild weeds: "Li Shang will not be able to use this rebellious son to attack me. Instead, I can make a big fuss about it..."
In just a moment, countless calculations surged in Feng Ju's mind, and finally converged into one cold thought.
"I have spent nearly twenty years raising this rebellious son, spending countless energy and efforts on him."
Feng Ju's eyes twitched slightly, "Now, it's time for him to fulfill his filial duty to me."
A teardrop rolled down the deep wrinkles, reflecting a moving luster under the cold white light.
The teardrop ran down Feng Ju's tense cheek and hung at his jaw without falling, as if waiting for a destined moment.
"Don't move." Feng Ju's voice was as hoarse as sandpaper. "Take another look."
At this moment, Dong Ping had already rushed to the door and held the door handle tightly with his right hand.
Hearing this, he turned around abruptly and looked at Feng Ju's back in horror. Cold sweat flowed down his temples, leaving dark marks on the collar of his uniform.
In the interrogation room, Chen Yang's pistol had been half pulled out, and the metal surface was shining coldly under the light.
“Are you threatening me?”
Chen Yang's voice squeezed out from between his teeth, "Do you understand the situation? If you insist on seeking death."
His left hand trembled as he raised the gun, the black muzzle pointed directly at Feng Mu's forehead. Sweat flowed down his temple and splashed into smaller droplets on the gun.
Feng Mu still sat upright in the interrogation chair, a faint smile hanging on the corners of his blood-stained lips, as if he was enjoying a carefully choreographed drama.
However, two blood-colored jades appeared faintly in the depths of his pupils, blending with the blood-stained retina, emitting a strange red light: "You misunderstood, I am not threatening you."
His eyes fell on Chen Yang's trembling gun muzzle, and the blood-colored jade slowly rotated: "I am just stating a physical fact to you - forces interact with each other. You hit me with your hand, and you already know the result."
Chen Yang's pupils suddenly contracted, and he subconsciously looked at his twisted and deformed right hand.
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"So."
Feng Mu's voice was still gentle and slow, as if he was persuading a friend to turn back from his wrong path: "If you shoot again, if the bullet doesn't hit me, who do you think the bullet will hit?"
The air solidified into a solid substance, making it hard to breathe.
The temperature in the interrogation room seemed to drop suddenly. Chen Yang's left hand began to tremble uncontrollably. He pressed the trigger several times but failed to muster any strength.
Bang——
The door to the interrogation room was flung open.
A figure stepped forward quickly and neatly took the gun out of Chen Yang's hand.
Chen Yang turned his head hastily and met the sharp gaze of the person who came over - it was Chang Erbing.
His gaze moved backwards and his pupils suddenly contracted - Li Shang was standing at the door, walking in slowly, his face so gloomy that water could drip out of it.
Li Shang's eyes swept across the interrogation room like a knife. When he saw the hideous bloody wound on Feng Mu's forehead, his expression suddenly became even uglier.
"Chen Yang, who taught you to torture someone to extract a confession in the police station?"
His voice was as cold as ice. "You're holding a gun. Are you planning to kill someone in the police station?"
Li Shang's gaze fell on the turned-off monitor, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
A slap came from the backhand, and Chen Yang's head was tilted, with his left face quickly becoming red and swollen.
He took two steps back with stars in his eyes and bumped into the interrogation table, causing the documents on the table to scatter to the ground with a crash.
"Captain Li, Captain Li." Chen Yang covered his face with his hands, his voice trembling.
Li Shang stopped looking at him and turned to walk towards Feng Mu. His leather shoes stepped on the blood on the ground, leaving a string of dark red footprints.
"Feng Mu, right? I'm Li Shang."
Li Shang's voice suddenly became gentle, and he said like a different person: "I'm sorry, there are some idiots in the police station who are so eager to solve the case that they are crazy. Don't worry, I will find out the whole story soon and clear your name."
He took out a handkerchief and pretended to wipe the blood off Feng Mu's forehead, but stopped in mid-air and looked meaningfully in the direction of the one-way glass.
Behind the glass wall, Feng Ju's face was frozen in astonishment.
He stared with his eyes wide open, looking as if he had seen a ghost.
Feng Ju's Adam's apple rolled, but no sound came out, and his fingers unconsciously dug into his palms.
The teardrop hanging from the chin finally fell and hit the cold ground... (End of this chapter)
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