Hardcore crisis

"Okay...you finally spoke to me."

Liu Zheng, who recovered from his surprise, quickly walked up to the man and said sternly: "Don't pretend to be deaf and dumb anymore? Didn't you like pretending to be deaf and dumb just now?"

The man raised his head and stared at Liu Zheng, without much reaction to these words, and Liu Zheng still didn't see the slightest fear on the man's face.

This man is different from ordinary prisoners.

Liu Zheng silently came to this conclusion in his heart.

Since the hard one doesn't work, then let's use the soft one.

Liu Zheng's tone slowed down and he said: "I know you feel a little uncomfortable now. After all, few people will feel good after hurting others who entered here..."

As he spoke, he took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and handed it to the man: "Would you like to smoke? Have one?"

The man looked at the cigarette handed to him, slowly stretched out his hands to catch it, and was then lit by Liu Zheng with a lighter. He also took out another one and lit it, took a sip, exhaled a puff of smoke, and felt that his head was much clearer.

"Brother, you said that you stayed up in the middle of the night and ran into the middle of the road, causing a rear-end car accident and injuring others... What are you talking about? You know that the person you injured is Who are they? Do you know who the owners of the car accident you caused are? Do you know how much compensation you need to pay?"

After three consecutive questions, an ordinary person would have been frightened. However, Liu Zheng observed carefully that the man still looked the same and his eyes had not changed.

"You probably haven't heard of the name Zheng Dong, but you should know who the name Zheng Jiang is, right? Yes, among the people you injured, Director Zheng's son was among them. Now you know how serious the matter is, right? ?”

Liu Zheng knocked on the table and sighed: "This car accident involved super sports cars. To tell you the truth, brother, with my salary, I probably won't be able to afford the wheels of that car even after ten years of working. You said that if you pay compensation, What should you do? Now, only by telling the truth can we strive for a lenient treatment, otherwise even the Buddha will not be able to save you."

Liu Zheng was already familiar with the interrogator's tactics. He would first make the matter very serious and the consequences would be terrible. Then he would frighten the suspect to make him mentally weak. Then he would give him a candy, saying that only an honest confession would be the only way to mitigate the crime. ways of punishment.

99% of prisoners who have not been trained have confessed honestly in this routine. After all, if they resist, they will be punished strictly, but if they confess, they will be punished leniently, but there is no such thing as going home to celebrate the New Year.

"Boom..."

The thunder outside was getting louder and louder, and I didn't know if a heavy rain was about to hit.

"Okay, now tell me, what's your name?"

Although he saw that the man showed no signs of relief, Liu Zheng decided to start with the simplest questions and gradually break down the prisoner's psychological defenses.

"Name...my name?"

The man murmured to himself, "My name is Lu Chen..."

"Okay, my name is Lu Chen, right?" Liu Zheng was delighted, this was a good sign.

"No, no, my name is not Lu Chen."

The man suddenly shook his head.

"..." Liu Zheng.

"I, my name should be Lu Zhang... no, Lu Lang, that's not right either, it's Lu Kang... Lu Ya..."

This man seemed to be schizophrenic, and dozens of names popped out of his mouth one by one. Just like this, while Liu Zheng and the clerk were stunned, this man seemed to be reciting a rhyme, and kept pouring out of his mouth without stopping. Hundreds of unique names popped out.

Liu Zheng suppressed his anger. In his opinion, the man in front of him was teasing him, right?

"I'm telling you, if you continue like this, I won't be able to give you a lighter sentence..."

"By the way, it's Lu Yuan, I should be called Lu Yuan."

He suddenly raised his head and interrupted Liu Zheng's words. The man seemed to have really remembered his real name.

"Is it really called that?"

Having read so many names in one breath just now, when the man said a name again, Liu Zheng couldn't believe it.

"This...I don't know."

Liu Zheng's expression irritated the man again, and he shook his head in confusion, "I think I should be called this name, but I also feel that I have many other identities."

Liu Zheng was amused by this sentence and laughed: "Do you think you are a multiple spy?"

"spy?"

The man murmured: "No, I seem to be a waiter, but I have also been a car salesman, a general manager, a teacher, a soldier, a programmer, a biology professor, and a policeman... …”

It's over. Is this guy really a psychopath?

With Liu Zheng's years of experience, he finally discovered something was wrong. When this man said these words, his expression was real and full of emotion, as if those were his personal experiences.

But how could this be so ridiculous?

There is no way in this world that there is a person who has worked as a restaurant waiter, general manager and teacher, as well as a biology professor and a soldier. You have also been a policeman and a mayor? No one will believe it if you tell me.

"Boom!"

Thunder struck again, the wind blew more fiercely, and with the rumble of thunder, majestic heavy rain also fell.

"By the way, I seem to have something very important to do."

The man tried hard to capture the important clues in his memory. He frowned and looked thoughtful: "This matter is very important. What is it?"

"Don't worry about anything important. Do you know where you are?"

Liu Zheng began to become impatient. If this man was really mentally ill, there would be no point in interrogating him here. It was probably confirmed in the end that he was really mentally ill. Then no matter how much Zheng Dong wanted to take revenge, he would probably have to find someone to beat him up. A meal. But no matter how hard you beat up a psychopath, it won't bring you much pleasure in revenge. This time, those second-generation people will be unlucky. It's not good to offend anyone, just provoke a psychopath.

"Where am I?"

The man reacted to Liu Zheng's words, looked around, and then looked down at the handcuffs on his hands.

"I have something important to go to."

He muttered, "I have to go."

What does this guy mean when he talks to himself?

Liu Zheng turned around helplessly and said: "This guy may have some mental problems. Let's find someone to do an appraisal tomorrow."

"I think it's possible... Hey, Captain Liu, he, he..."

When the clerk heard Liu Zheng's words, he originally agreed with his conclusion, but his expression suddenly changed and he pointed at his back with fear.

Oops?

Liu Zheng did not turn around immediately to look. Instead, he lowered his body and rolled to avoid the possible attack. Then he quickly took out the baton from his waist before looking at the man on the interrogation chair.

this?

How can this be?

Only then did Liu Zheng understand where the secretary's fear came from.

The handcuffs that were still on the man's wrists just now, but at some point, the chain in the middle has been disconnected!

"He, he broke the handcuffs!"

The secretary stood behind Liu Zheng and saw everything clearly. It was precisely because of this that he was so frightened.

In the early days of handcuffs designed in the past, someone could open them with a bamboo stick. Even with the handcuffs that have been improved many times now, there must be some powerful people who can open them with some tools. But I have never been able to break the chain with just the strength of my hands and wrists.

What is this concept?

When the handcuffs were designed, the maximum force they could withstand was 500KG. That means that to break the chain, you need at least half a ton of force from your wrist!

This is not a punch, nor an elbow, nor a kick, but a translational break under restraint!

How difficult is this?

What's more, even if they are punching, how many people can punch half a ton of power?

And this man, this man, in the eyes of the clerk, breaking the manganese steel chain was like breaking a hair. It just broke without any resistance at all.

Such a bizarre and unbelievable scene was unfolding before him, and it was hard for him not to feel frightened.

"Broken?"

Liu Zheng was also stunned for a moment. He opened his mouth wide and wanted to grab the clerk's neck and ask what nonsense he was talking about. However, the chain of the handcuffs in front of him was indeed broken. This was not empty talk.

Even if you take off the handcuffs secretly, Liu Zheng will be surprised, but he won't be so horrified. This man is only wearing a blanket and has no tools hidden at all. How can he break the chain?

With the strength of manganese steel, even if you have a saw in your hand, you can't even think of cutting it open in less than ten minutes. It would be impossible to break the chain in just a split second.

(To be continued ~^~)