Billionaire Husband Spoils His Wife Too Much

Su Ci looked at Minister Lei speechlessly, "I'm just an ordinary little girl, but they are all desperadoes who lick blood on the tip of their knives."

Everyone: "..."

Do you have any misunderstanding about the word mediocre?

Who was the last person to use a few silver needles to bring down a slice?

Who is it that ordered the Ministry of State Security to dispatch manpower to protect the Shen family?

Who was the one who healed the CEO of country c who was almost on his last breath?

If she was ordinary, nothing else would matter to her.

Minister Lei cleared his throat and said, "You don't have to go if you don't want to, but we only have a limit on how long we can detain a prisoner. If no evidence is found after 48 hours, we will release him."

"If they go after the Shen family after they go out, then we don't care."

Su Ci frowned slightly, and her face became heavy.

She weighed it up, and finally agreed reluctantly, "Take me to have a look. But let me say yes first, I can't guarantee that I will be able to ask something."

"It's okay, you try first." Minister Lei's tone was indifferent, as if he was not worried that Su Ci would not be able to ask.

I don't know if I trust Su Ci too much, or I really can't find any other way.

Su Ci let Minister Lei and Gu Ziqi lead them to the detention room.

Several big men were handcuffed and sat on chairs with dejected faces.

When several of them saw Su Ci appearing, their pupils shrank subconsciously, and their bodies tensed up.

"you……"

"What? Scared?"

Su Ci sat in front of those people alone, with a smile that seemed to be not a smile on the corner of her lips.

The leading man gave her a stern look, then lowered his eyes without any trace.

"Tell me, who sent you here." Su Ci bent her fingers and tapped on the table with an indifferent expression.

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay, but no one dared to speak.

Outside the door, Minister Lei and Gu Ziqi stood outside the door, looking in through the window.

Gu Ziqi asked worriedly: "Minister, is it a bit hasty to ask a little girl to interrogate?"

It's not that he looks down on girls, it's that Su Ci looks too harmless. Although she looks cold on the surface, she has almost no deterrent effect.

Although he admired Su Ci's intelligence and wit, interrogation is not a trivial task, and not everyone can do it.

Minister Lei waved his hand and said indifferently, "Just wait and see, the surprises she can bring us will only be more or less."

Minister Lei had already said that, Gu Ziqi couldn't say anything more, so he had to look inside quietly.

Those people's mouths are very strict, as if they have undergone special training. No matter from the temperament of the whole body or the style of behavior, the people behind them are not simple.

Many of them took turns to play before, but they didn't pry a word out of those people's mouths.

These people's mouths are indeed very strict. After all, they have undergone special training and even attended special courses, in order not to reveal their organization when facing interrogation.

It's just that they met Su Ci.

Su Ci only asked once, but they refused to say anything, so she stopped asking.

Those people thought that Su Ci had given up, and they all showed complacent eyes.

However, in the next second, they saw Su Ci take out a silver needle from his pocket.

The light in the interrogation room was dim, and the metal material of the silver needle shone with a cold light under the light, which made people shudder.

The few people who were caught in the hospital thought of the fear of being controlled by the silver needle, and shuddered violently.

The others didn't know why, so they straightened their backs, with a posture of "you let the horse come over, I'm not afraid of anything".

Su Ci chuckled and walked slowly towards a familiar face.

Seeing Su Ci approaching, the man felt that his forehead was still aching, and subconsciously wanted to back away.

He jumped up from the chair, almost tripped over the chair when he stepped back, staggered, and almost fell to the ground.

"You, don't come here!"

"So afraid of me?" Su Ci raised her eyebrows, and complained in a low voice, "It seems that your training is not very good, and you can't even bear this little pain."

Those who had tried that pain could not help but twitch their lips slightly.

Is that a bit of a pain?

It was obviously as if someone had stabbed them with a knife, their whole body was convulsed with pain, and they couldn't even use the strength to lift their hands to remove the silver needles.

That sense of powerlessness, even just thinking about it, makes my scalp tingle.

"Don't be nervous, I'm just helping you to experience the feeling of not being able to live and not being able to die. Aren't you the best at watching others suffer?"

Su Ci's clear eyes seemed to be clean and flawless without any impurities, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was even more harmless and innocent.

But what he said made people shudder uncontrollably.

But those who have been pricked by silver needles dare not take it lightly, because they know very well that this girl who looks like an angel is more ruthless than anyone else in her moves.

Even the well-trained people like them are ashamed of themselves.

As a result, two groups of people in the room showed two styles of painting.

A group of people quickly stood up from their chairs, huddled in a corner, and looked at Su Ci warily.

Another group of people looked at this group of people as if they were fools.

Su Ci waved to the people watching the theater outside the door, motioning to open the door and come in.

Minister Lei winked at Gu Ziqi. Gu Ziqi hesitated for a moment, but pushed the door open and walked in.

Su Ci ordered: "Just press anyone over here, just... you."

She casually pointed to the corner, frowning and playing with the silver needle in her hand.

Gu Ziqi didn't know what she wanted to do, but she did it anyway, lifted the tall man with a mole on his neck from the corner, and pulled him to Su Ci.

The man's eyes kept falling on the silver needle in Su Ci's hand, the flesh on his face couldn't help trembling, subconsciously wanting to struggle.

However, Gu Ziqi was stronger than him, holding his arm firmly and pressing him on the table.

"I'll ask again, who sent you here? What is the purpose?"

The man gritted his teeth and refused to say a word.

Su Ci lost her patience, and her white and tender fingers gently landed behind his ears and neck, and finally inserted the silver needle into a certain acupuncture point on the back of his head with lightning speed.

Soon, the man's originally expressionless face became ferocious, and he groaned in pain.

The pain was different from the pain he experienced in the hospital before. In the hospital, it was a severe pain, as if someone was tearing his flesh and blood, trying to tear him apart completely.

This time it was a more prolonged pain, from shallow to deep, gradually spreading from the skin to the internal organs, all the organs inside seemed to be crazily stirred in a meat grinder.

Gu Ziqi was stunned by all this, subconsciously let go of her hand.

The man was standing still at first, but as soon as he let go, the man's tall body fell straight down.