"Name."
In the dark interrogation room, there was only a bright light on Su Ming's face, and he lowered his head, unable to see which figure was asking him questions in the dark.But he knew that he was now being cuffed to a chair, and that there must be heavily armed police guarding the door, all of whom were heavily armed."
Slade."
There was a muttering in the dark, too vague to hear what it was, and soon a clear question came."
Age."
Su Ming turned his head to avoid the light, but the light was also controlled, and the beam of light was fixed on his face.“25。”"
Where was he born?"
It's still the same voice that asked the question before, and the tone is full of disgust, as if it's talking to a bubble of.Su Ming recalled that his childhood memories had blurred a lot, but at least, he still knew where his home was."
Gotham.""
Tut-tut, it's really Gotham, that place is full of garbage and polluting our city."
I don't know what the other party did in the dark, but after feeling that the Gotham people are all garbage, the lights in the interrogation room were all turned on.A meter away from Su Ming, there were two policemen who looked like fat pigs, one of whom had just turned off the bright light.Their police ID cards were pinned to the suit pockets on their chests, squeezed out of shape by their massive pecs, and as they leaned forward, the two chairs made a metallic sound.The officers didn't care, though, and they slammed their hands on the table with a thud."
Explain, how did you kill the editor-in-chief's family last night?"
The officer, who had a different voice than before, asked, and he stroked his mustache triumphantly as he straightened his suit."
I didn't kill anyone, I didn't even kill chickens.""
Bang!"
Another officer slammed the table, and the paper cup of coffee on the table flew directly to the ceiling: "Don't pretend!"
We have enough clues to prove that you are the murderer!
”"Yes, that's the way you look at us right now!"
Another police officer also said, he stretched out two fingers as thick as sausages and pointed at Su Ming's eyes: "It's the eyes of this perverted murderer, what?"
Are you still going to kill us?!
”Su Ming looked confused, he was put in a black bag when he went out, and he was escorted here, he didn't know what was going on.Just looking at each other with inquiring eyes, how did they become murderers?
There was silence in the interrogation room for a moment, and the eyes of the two officers looked like they were looking at something dirty."
It doesn't matter if you don't confess, we have your information in hand."
One of the officers ripped off his tie, and he moved his buttocks: "Let me see, poor, graduate from art college, paparazzi bang!!
Isn't this the file of a psychopathic killer!
”His mousepad-sized palm slammed the file on the table, and at the same time stared at Su Ming with eyes that had seen through the truth, those small eyes were full of firmness and a sense of justice, and the whole person stood up, condescendingly despised Su Ming."
I have nothing to do with any of the murders you mentioned!"
Su Ming tried to move his hands, but the two handcuffs held him firmly in place."
You're still stubborn, aren't you?
Hum!
”Another fat policeman took over the file, dragged the table in front of Su Ming, sat on it himself, dipped his thumb in saliva, and counted out a few photos: "See for yourself, are you familiar?"
”Hearing his words, Su Ming naturally looked down, but the content in the photo almost didn't make him spit out.Of course, the person in the photo is familiar to him, but it shouldn't be like this.It was an incomparably bloody corpse, disemboweled, not to mention, he was hanged by his own intestines, the silk pajamas on his body had turned blood-red, and the photo seemed to be still dripping blood.The body can be seen hanging from an iron fence on the roof of a building, and the editor-in-chief, an elderly black man, now looks like the gingerbread figure hanging from the Christmas tree.The angle of each photo is different, but no matter which one, the editor-in-chief has an extremely frightened expression on his face, and he must have experienced great shock before he died."
Vomit" Su Ming bent down and retched towards the floor.After the initial shock passed, he only had two words in his heart at this time, what kind of person would kill people with such cruel means?"
Still pretending?"
The fat policeman shook his head and sneered, as if he was throwing out a straight flush on the card table, and threw out a thick stack of photos in front of Su Ming.Then he grabbed Su Ming's head and brought his face closer to the photos."
Yes, open your eyes and see, isn't this your masterpiece?
There are seven people in the family, how long did it take you to kill them all?
Five minutes?
Ten minutes?
”"No, I don't look, I'm not killing!"
Su Ming struggled, but he didn't have the strength of the other party, and he was pressed on the table with a side face, and those photos were in front of him.There is no doubt that the background color of those photos is all red."
It's useless for you to deny it, let's say, don't you enjoy killing?
Did you do something disgusting to the corpse?
”"What?!
No, I didn't!
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”Another fat policeman stood up and snapped his fingers twice towards the large mirror on the side of the interrogation room, but it was probably too much flesh on his palm, and the snapping fingers did not ring at all.But outside the door, there must have been someone who knew him well, and after this action, the small red light on the closed circuit surveillance probe in the corner of the interrogation room went out.The fat man walked over, grabbed Su Ming's hair, and punched him in the face, followed by another punch that smashed into his chest."
Ahem, cough, cough" These two punches were too heavy, he didn't say anything with Venus in his eyes, and he couldn't breathe, and his eyes instantly went dark.The fat cop may have gained momentum, and then used him like a sandbag to come up with a combination punch, swearing while fighting back."
I like to beat you perverts, especially you, bam!
Can't afford to hire a lawyer's pervert!
Bastard!
”Su Ming's mouth was full of blood, and he could barely hear anything, so he could only be beaten passively."
Hey, it's almost, don't kill it."
Another cop is starting to be nice, and that's an interrogation tactic.The boxing policeman moved his neck, a smug smile appeared on his fat face, and he panted and adjusted his sleeves: "It's okay, the lawyer, the procuratorate, and the court are all righteous people, even if this kind of pervert is killed, it will be for the people." ”Another policeman hurriedly went over and stopped him, and while pretending to push and shove, he turned his head and said to Su Ming: "Say it quickly, you don't have to be beaten if you say it." ”"I, I didn't kill anyone" Su Ming lowered his head and spat out a mouthful of blood.The two policemen who listened intently immediately began to quarrel again, one seemed to rush over, and the other desperately stopped and twisted into a ball."
That's enough, let's get out."
Just when the farce could not end, the door to the interrogation room opened.A slender figure in a suit walked in, her hair coiled on the top of her head, a pair of black-framed eyes on her nose, and her face was expressionless, and she looked like a particularly serious kind of woman.And she shouldn't be that old, because she doesn't even have a single wrinkle on her face."
Detective."
The two fat policemen lowered their heads in disappointment, they had clues, but unfortunately they lacked key evidence, but the suspects refused to confess, which made them lose face.Before the arrest and interrogation, they looked at the information, Su Ming's past experience was very simple, they thought that they could easily break through the opponent's defense, but they didn't expect to use the means but it was difficult to ride the tiger.You can't use torture, it's okay to take a few beatings, and the Ministry of Internal Affairs should come to the door no more."
There's nothing to do here, I'll take over."
The female officer pushed her glasses.She's the detective, and the two fat men are just detectives.The fat men walked out and closed the door, and the policewoman took out a handkerchief, squatted down to wipe Su Ming's face, and after confirming that she couldn't see it, she returned to the desk and dragged a chair to sit down.That's when the recording cameras in the room started working again."
How does Mr.
Wilson recall?"
Her voice was cold, and she decided that he was a psychopathic murderer."
I didn't kill anyone."
Su Ming eased up a lot, and he spat to the side."
But the body is there, not only the editor-in-chief Fischer who is kind to you, but also his bedridden wife, his son and daughter-in-law, and three grandchildren, all of whom you killed."
The female police officer picked up the stack of photos and placed them in front of Su Ming one by one.I have to say that these people died so miserably, not looking at those blood stains and flesh pieces, just looking at their expressions, you know that they have experienced terrible torture and endless fear."
I didn't do it."
The policewoman's face twitched, her pretty face was a little distorted, she spewed some air from her nostrils, and then, as if holding down the fire in her heart, sat down on the table, and leaned down her upper body condescendingly."
Reacquaint yourself, my name is Carla Danvers, I am the detective of the homicide squad of the Metropolitan Central Police Department, don't think that I am a woman and I am easy to be deceived, I have worked so far and hundreds of criminals have been brought to justice by me, you are not my opponent.""
But I really didn't kill anyone."
Su Ming didn't know what to say anymore, he could only keep repeating that he was not a murderer, he and the editor-in-chief had no grievances, why did he kill his whole family?"
Okay."
Kara shrank back, and she began to pull out other reports from the folder: "According to the witnesses, you and the editor-in-chief had a conflict yesterday during the day, and you threatened to kill his entire family, is it true?"
”"Yes, but it's not a conflict, it's just a joke."
Su Ming did say something like this yesterday, when the editor-in-chief told him: "If you can't find valuable news, get out of the editorial office and sell your ass while you're young." ”And he was also used to the editor-in-chief's swearing, so he scolded back with a smile: "Then aren't you my old customer?"
”。
The editor-in-chief smiled and drove people out of his office: "If you talk nonsense, if my wife hears it, I can only kill your whole family!"
”Su Ming said with a smile as he left: "Don't, then I have to strike first and kill your whole family first, because my girlfriend is more beautiful, it's a pity to die." ”The editor-in-chief closed the office door: "Get out of here and find the news!"
”This conversation, many colleagues heard it at the time, but everyone got used to it, there was not only Su Ming in the editorial department who was talking nonsense with the editor-in-chief, on the contrary, because everyone's work pressure was very high, and spraying some dirty words was a daily adjustment.Some people also say that they want to dig up the skeleton of the editor-in-chief's old mother from the ground and use it as a coffee companion, but how can this be taken seriously?
If he is really a murderer, how can there be a murderer who is going to be killed in person, isn't this waiting to be caught?
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