Lin Yunyi turned around and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"
"Mom, your jewelry cabinet..." Lin Ye paused and said, "Mom, I want to see your jewelry. Can you let me see it when we go back today?"
Lin Yunyi laughed, "Okay, okay, let's go to class!"
Watching Lin Yunyi's back disappear in the corridor, Lin also breathed a sigh of relief.
Lin also suspected that Song Shaochun had stolen Lin Yunyi's jewelry.
She wanted to use the excuse of looking at the jewelry to ask Lin Yunyi to check her jewelry so that she could find out if anything was missing.
After Cheng Jingmo was arrested, Song Shaochun went to the unit early every day to inquire about the interrogation.
Today, Song Shaochun came late.
As soon as he reached the door of the interrogation room, a subordinate came forward to report, "Captain Song, the director asked you to go find him."
Song Shaochun asked cautiously, "What did the director say?"
The subordinate lowered his voice and said, "The one inside is a soldier!"
According to regulations, if active-duty military personnel commit crimes, even if they are investigated and punished by the military, they must be handed over to the military for follow-up processing.
But now, they have interrogated people to the point of being half dead.
If this is taken seriously, they must be held accountable for abuse of power.
"Soldier?" Song Shaochun narrowed his eyes. "Who said that? How come I don't know?"
"The director just gave us a good scolding!" the subordinate said. "I heard the military district leader called him."
"knew."
Song Shaochun turned and went to the director's office.
The director's anger had mostly subsided, and he said to Song Shaochun who was standing in front of him, "Captain Song, I understand your desire to make a contribution, but when you interrogate someone, you must also investigate their identity!"
Song Shaochun lowered his head and said respectfully, "It was our fault that we didn't investigate his identity clearly."
The director said: "Hand it over to the military immediately. It's their business to decide how to deal with it."
"When handing him over, explain to them clearly why they interrogated him into this state!" he added.
When Song Shaochun came back, his men had already let Cheng Jingmo down from the iron railings.
The handcuffs hanging from the iron railings were stained with blood and some rotten flesh.
Cheng Jingmo had just eaten some dry food and water and was sitting in the interrogation chair to recover his strength.
He hadn't slept for two days and two nights, hadn't had a drop of water, and was interrogated repeatedly. His body was stretched to its limit.
Just now, when he was put down, his feet stepped on the ground, and he actually felt a sense of unreality. His legs were soft and weak, as if he was stepping on clouds.
When the subordinates saw Song Shaochun coming back, they all walked out of the interrogation room tacitly.
"Captain Song, when will the handover take place?" asked a subordinate.
Song Shaochun looked at Cheng Jingmo, who was sitting motionless on the interrogation chair, through the glass wall, with a fierce look in his eyes.
"Since he's a soldier, he should be handed over. However, we need the military district to provide documentation proving his identity. This involves national security, so we can't be careless."
The subordinate showed an awkward expression, "Captain Song, this... the director has already asked us to hand over the person, and he still wants supporting documents. It's not easy for us to ask for this!"
Song Shaochun glared at him with cold eyes, "If something goes wrong, will you be responsible?"
The men shrank their necks and dared not speak.
Song Shaochun looked at everyone and said, "I'm just buying time for everyone. How can you hand him over after you've interrogated him into this state?"
The subordinates were muttering in their hearts: Isn't this how you ordered the trial?!
"Tell them to prepare the materials tomorrow. The earliest they can hand it over is the day after tomorrow. This way he can take care of it for a while, and it will also make it less difficult for everyone to send him over, right?" Song Shaochun said.
No one dared to say anything else.
"You all go out, I'll talk to him."
Everyone thought that Song Shaochun wanted to explain to Cheng Jingmo that they didn't know he was a soldier.
Song Shaochun walked into the interrogation room.
Cheng Jingmo noticed that the people who came in were not the ones who had interrogated him in the past few days. He suddenly opened his eyes.
Two days and two nights of interrogation did not make him afraid, and his eyes remained cold and resolute.
Their eyes met, and they were so cold that they seemed to be frozen.
After a long while, Song Shaochun smiled contemptuously, "Are you still not ready to confess?"
Cheng Jingmo asked back: "What do you want to tell me?"
"The intelligence was found in your box."
Cheng Jingmo said, "Isn't this your masterpiece?"
He said this to test me.
He knew that the so-called intelligence must have been the work of the man in black, and he wanted to test whether Song Shaochun was the man in black?
This was the first time he had seen Song Shaochun since he was arrested.
He only knew that those who interrogated him were under the command of one person, and now he thought about it, it was this person.
Song Shaochun's expression remained unchanged. "I can't access such confidential information."
Cheng Jingmo said, "Then continue investigating and see who came up with this information."
Judging from the attitude of those people towards him just now, he guessed that either the case had been basically clarified, or he was going to be handed over to the army for handling.
Song Shaochun smiled, slowly took out a gold bracelet from his trouser pocket, and played with it in his hand.
No matter how good Cheng Jingmo's psychological quality was, he still panicked when he saw this bracelet.
This is something Yu Xiangnian wears on his wrist and never takes off.
Now that it appears in Song Shaochun's hands, does it mean that Yu Xiangnian has also been arrested?
A hundred ominous thoughts flashed through Cheng Jingmo's mind, and his face turned pale uncontrollably.
Song Shaochun looked at Cheng Jingmo's face and smiled even wider, "Do you know him?"
Cheng Jingmo forced himself to calm down and said, "I don't know him."
"Since she's someone you don't know, you probably don't care about her life or death."
Cheng Jingmo's hands and feet were still tied to the interrogation chair. He clenched his fists and asked, "Where is she?"
"Yu Xiangnian, right?" Song Shaochun laughed happily. "Don't worry, I've put her in a safe place. It's dark and cold there, and there are rats and bugs. There's no food or water. I wonder how long she can hold on?"
Cheng Jingmo could endure any suffering he himself endured, but when he thought of Yu Xiangnian being imprisoned in that place, his heart felt as if it was being cut open.
"What do you have? Come at me!"
Song Shaochun said: "It was you who insisted on involving irrelevant people."
"What good would it do you if I died?"
"Don't worry about that!" Song Shaochun said, "Only one of you and her can survive. It's your choice!"
Cheng Jingmo said without hesitation, "If you let her go, I can die, but before I die, I want to see her once."
Song Shaochun said: "I can't see her! But I can promise you that as long as you die, she will be fine!"
Cheng Jingmo was silent for a while, then said, "Give me the bracelet. If you can't see her, at least let me see her things."
Song Shaochun spread out his palm, and a shining gold bracelet was in his palm.
It’s exactly the same as the one Yu Xiangnian is wearing!
Three seconds later, Song Shaochun closed his palms and said, "I've checked the things, you can go without worry."
He took out a white medicine bag from his chest pocket, put it into Cheng Jingmo's chest pocket and patted it.
"Tomorrow morning, if I see you again, she won't be able to survive."
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