Chapter 206: Being tough? Want to experience what it's like to bleed to death?



Because this trial is extremely important.

Therefore, everyone did not delay any further and chose to temporarily put aside the detailed review of this series of cases.

They decided to immediately break through the butcher who had just recovered from fainting and try their best to pry open his mouth in order to dig out other key clues.

It doesn't matter whether the butcher pleads guilty or not.

There is now enough physical evidence for him to finally get a peanut.

the truth.

That is what we need most, to uncover the truth about the drug trafficking organization and the true identities of other accomplices.

......

Three minutes later.

The door of the interrogation room had been pushed open. Su Ming walked in slowly with an expressionless face, holding a black plastic bag in his hand, observing the butcher's current condition.

The jaw that was fractured by a punch did not undergo surgery, but was temporarily wrapped in gauze to prevent the injury from getting worse.

After all, compared to treating a broken jaw, digging clues about the drug trafficking organization from his mouth is obviously more important.

In addition to the fractured jaw, the lips were also obviously damaged, and most of the teeth were broken, causing the entire cheek to be visibly swollen.

It's no exaggeration to say.

The punch that Su Ming delivered with all his strength on the high-speed train made the butcher feel more embarrassed than ever before in his life, and he even felt a sense of despair that he was unable to resist.

When Su Ming looked at the butcher's current condition.

The butcher also raised his head as if he sensed something, and looked at Su Ming in front of him with dull eyes filled with cold emotions, with a hint of confusion and doubt hidden in his eyes.

Until now... the butcher could not understand why, with his excellent anti-reconnaissance ability, he not only failed to recognize Su Ming in disguise when he was on the train.

He was even deceived by the deliberately poor performance and thought that the fresh graduate was the least likely to be a plainclothes officer in the entire carriage. He even wanted to take him hostage.

It was not until he was punched hard on the chin that the butcher realized how wrong he was in this judgment.

......

When Su Ming walked in, Liu Yang, Bai Yu and Xu Changsheng, who followed behind him, also entered the interrogation room.

Yes, compared to the normal interrogation with only two people, this interrogation will be conducted by four people.

This alone is enough to prove the importance of the butcher, or... the importance of this trial.

Sitting in front of the interrogation table.

Su Ming threw the black plastic bag aside, tapped the table with his right index finger, and spoke slowly.

"Lei Ganming?"

"Butcher, this identity you used to enter the station should be your real identity, right?"

"It seems that during the final escape, you didn't really trust Rose's human skin mask, and it was your true identity that made you feel most at ease."

"But this time, I'm not particularly interested in your true identity, the poison you used to kill me, or the crimes you've committed."

"Go ahead, butcher."

"How much do you know about this drug trafficking organization founded by K? Tell me the identities of the other members."

Hear the code name K.

The butcher was obviously stunned for a moment, raised his head and glanced at Su Ming opposite him, but then pretended not to hear anything at all, and kept his head down in silence without saying anything.

Seeing the butcher's unwillingness to cooperate, Liu Yang slammed the table and roared.

"Butcher."

"Use your brain, don't you really think that if you are arrested and taken to the police station, there will be no one to save you?"

"Besides, with K's cruel methods, it would be great if he didn't let anyone else execute you. Do you still think you can escape from the police station alive?"

"Stop daydreaming and tell everything as soon as possible. Maybe you can suffer less."

Liu Yang's words were full of threats.

It was not completely ineffective. At least it made the butcher, who had originally lowered his head, slowly raise his head. However, the coldness and cruelty in his eyes did not change at all.

After staring at the four people at the interrogation table for a few seconds, the butcher moved his throat as if he wanted to say something, but ended up spitting out a mouthful of thick, bloody phlegm on the ground in front of him.

Then he stuck out his lips towards the thick phlegm, with a mocking expression on his face, and said crazily.

"You want to dig information about the organization out of me?"

"Sure, if one of you four comes up and licks this spit, I'll tell you about the organization and K's identity."

It's obvious.

After being sure that he would not be able to escape from a peanut.

The butcher, who was already cruel enough to treat his own kind as prey, began to become arrogant without any bottom line, trying to use such means and insults to ease his fear of the death penalty.

Or rather...now, he is just stubborn in words.

Looking at the butcher's arrogant expression, Liu Yang, who had not participated in frontline interrogations for several years, felt an indescribable anger in his heart, and looked at Su Ming beside him.

"Team Leader Su."

"Don't waste your time. This kind of person won't cry until he sees the coffin. Instead of continuing to fight with him like this, it's better to use other means as soon as possible."

"Anyway, as we said before, we never need the butcher to confess, we just need the truth he knows."

Su Ming nodded in agreement, then slowly stood up and, under the butcher's cold gaze, turned off the camera at the back of the interrogation room.

Before Su Ming could say anything, the butcher's eyes were full of contempt, and he raised his head and sneered with great disdain.

"Heh... did you force him to confess?"

"Sure enough, this is the method you police officers use most often."

"I seem to have heard that... those useless policemen in Lianjiang City, under pressure from their superiors, just found an innocent person and claimed he was the serial killer?"

"When the court finally announced the verdict, it was discovered that he had confessed under torture."

"Are you going to resort to such means now? I can only say it's a pity..."

"I did kill Poison, and even killed eleven other people, but I will never tell you anything about the organization."

"I know all the details, but I won't say a word."

"Because... Because I like to see you guys frustrated, just like the useless guy who couldn't find me for ten years."

"hehe....."

"If you have the guts... just beat me to death!"

Let’s talk about the latter.

The butcher actually opened his eyes wide, looking extremely ferocious and terrifying.

He even directly admitted the fact of murder in the past, and expressed his determination not to say a word even if he was subjected to a major memory recovery technique.

It can be seen.

The butcher, who had no chance of escape, had completely given up on himself and considered seeing the police get humiliated as his only pleasure.

Su Ming had already guessed the butcher's uncooperative attitude, or rather...if the butcher actively cooperated, that would be the strangest and most impossible thing.

But Su Ming was not nervous at all, because he had plenty of ways to make the butcher speak.

After all, in the past, he, who had always been tough on the outside, had no idea how many times he had been attacked by the big memory restoration technique, covering almost every country and era.

Of course, his hands were not clean at that time, so he barely deserved it.

Suppress the thoughts in your mind.

Su Ming then opened the black plastic bag next to him, picked up the rusty boning knife from the bag, weighed it gently in his hand, then looked at the butcher opposite and said calmly.

"Butcher."

"This rusty boning knife in my hand should be familiar to you, right? This is the weapon you used to kill dozens of victims."

"You said...you who usually love bleeding and watching the victims die, if you were to have your wrists cut by this boning knife, it would be the first and last time that you would feel your life slowly end..."

"What kind of special feeling would that be?"

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