God level auxiliary system

beep --

The phone hangs up.

Xu Bohai, who was far away in Cangzhou, was completely furious at this moment, and threw his phone to the ground violently!
"You are courting death!"

……

Zhou Juncai was dumbfounded.

He felt that his understanding of Brother Ye had been refreshed today.

He knew that Brother Ye was tough in some aspects, but he didn't expect to be able to reach this level. The other party was Mr. Xu from Cangzhou, and he would not give face if he didn't give him face. thing.

"Brother Ye..."

"What's wrong?" Ye Li turned his head.

"It's nothing, I think you've been handsome again for a while..."

"Go to the side of death!"

……

the other side.

He Qing received another call. Although he was still wearing a yellow prison uniform, he smiled. He knew that this matter could be easily resolved by calling his cheap father in Cangzhou. Already thought of a hundred ways to get revenge after going out!

I heard that artificial cell bionic technology in America can repair human limbs, but I don't know if it is true...

"You stay inside for a few days first. Things are a little tricky. I will find a way to get you out as soon as possible." Xu Bohai said in a deep voice, still angry.

He Qing, who was originally full of hope, was stunned for a moment, completely unaware of such a result, "What?"

beep--

The phone cut off.

"40528, your call time is up." A police officer pulled him out directly.

"Wait, I still haven't finished talking!!"

The police officer chuckled: "Don't worry, I'll let you have a good talk later."

Before He Qing understood the meaning of this sentence, he was dragged directly into a very small room. There was only one table and two chairs facing each other in the whole room.

Suddenly, He Qing was forced to sit down.

He looked around and realized in his heart, isn't this the usual interrogation room on TV?
But isn't he already convicted, why did he come to the interrogation room?
He Qing didn't understand.

The same two police officers who were taking records at the hospital before walked in directly with serious expressions on their faces.

"Next, remember, we ask, you answer, don't try to lie, or change the subject, it won't do you any good!" A police officer said coldly.

"He Qing, male, aged 25..."

While He Qing was still in a daze, the police had already reported the basic information.

A stack of sub-documents was thrown on the table.

"We now suspect that you are involved in many other cases besides the case of the day before yesterday, and have verified..."

"A few months ago, you had a speeding record and hit someone on the road, causing injuries..."

"Half a year ago, you were reported for sexual harassment..."

"You beat a certain man to death, but you were convicted of self-defense..."

In total, a dozen crimes were directly counted.

He Qing was a little dazed when he heard it, and even the above was clear to him, because this was what he had done before, but he would definitely not admit it.

"You are slandering me. I haven't committed any crimes. Just wait, I will definitely get out!" He Qing said angrily.

The two police officers looked at each other, "It's nothing to say."

"Please tell us the truth, otherwise we will take some unconventional measures." One of the police officers said.

"You...you dare to abuse lynching?!" He Qing's eyes widened, and his whole body suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

The police officer suddenly laughed, "Mr. He, you are thinking too much, now is a harmonious society, of course we will not do things that violate the regulations."

"Turn on the lights!" the policeman turned his head and yelled at the surveillance camera behind him.

The round headlight above his head suddenly magnified its light, and He Qing couldn't help squinting his eyes.

But soon, he got used to it, and slowly opened his squinted eyes. Instead of feeling dazzling, he felt warm. There was a gloomy and cold atmosphere in the interrogation room. It's quite comfortable.

What does it mean?
The two police officers who were in charge of the interrogation laughed, "Is it warm? Take your time and enjoy it. We'll ask you later."

After finishing speaking, he went out, and the door of the interrogation room was closed.

He Qing was puzzled, and didn't know what this meant, but no matter what, he would never admit it, and it would be a waste of time at worst. In this interrogation room, he didn't have to face those thick and big men in the same cell.

10 minutes passed.

He Qing felt warm all over. Could it be that the current interrogation process is so relaxed?
Two 10 minutes passed.

He Qing felt something was wrong, his skin was a little dry and hot, and more importantly, his lips were suddenly a little dry, and he wanted to drink water.

Four 10 minutes passed...

He Qing looked up at the headlight, his lips were chapped, his whole body was exhausted, and he shouted: "Water, I want to drink water!"

Yet no one responded.

Another two hours passed, but in He Qing's view, it seemed like a whole day had passed.

Finally, the door of the interrogation room opened.

Each of the two police officers held a bottle of mineral water, which hooked his heart, and shouted impatiently: "Give it to me, I want to drink water!"

The police officer looked at him, unscrewed the bottle cap, took a mouthful of mineral water in front of his face, and swallowed it with a rumbling throat.

He Qing watched eagerly, and the Adam's apple in his throat couldn't help but move...

After drinking the water, the policeman shook his head, "I'm sorry, we can't provide any food and water until you confess."

"You are abusing prisoners!" He Qing said.

"Hehe." The police officer laughed and pointed his finger: "This is not the interrogation lamp used in the past. This is a serious heating lamp. Have you seen it? It's just a little more powerful. We didn't treat you Any contact is not a condition for abusing prisoners at all."

He Qing gritted his teeth, and kept telling himself that it was just a little thirsty, bear it!

After a while, the two police officers got some food from somewhere, and they cocked their legs casually, and started to eat at the table. There was also a roast duck, and the smell of the meat directly spread to He Qing's nose. .

"Did you read the joke yesterday?"

"Looked."

"Hahaha, I laughed so hard, I'll show you another one..."

The two ate and chatted, as if they were at a party, and ignored He Qing, the prisoner, at all.

He Qing gulped down his saliva, his mouth was dry now, and he was extremely hungry, in order to rush to make a phone call, he didn't even eat today's meal.

Before he knew it, the saliva almost flowed down to his chin, and his throat was even more dry.

The clock on the wall was only five hours long, but it was longer than three days and three nights!

Although no torture was used, it was even more cruel to this kind of rich kid who had never suffered.

"Want to drink?" A bottle of mineral water suddenly dangled in front of his eyes.

He Qing, who was about to go crazy, nodded again and again!

"If you admit to hurting someone by speeding, I'll give you a drink." The policeman said with a smile.