Chapter 43: The Dead Duck

Three hours is a long time, but it is not a short time.

But at this time, the two monks were anxious and sweating profusely, and Bai Siwei also said that he was thirsty and drank water several times and put water several times.

He expanded from courtesy, righteousness, honesty and shame to benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom and faith, and talked about morality, intelligence, physical fitness, beauty and labor.

But this guy was stunned and didn't say a word, but looked at Bai Siwei with a mocking face, and closed his eyes and pretended to sleep without saying a word in the face of key issues.

Taking advantage of Bai Siwei's efforts to release the water, the two monks began to output frantically, one forcibly broke Wen Yan's eyes to prevent him from sleeping, and the other incarnated as a Zuan monk frantically greeting his family in his ear.

"Don't waste your efforts, let that Du Jing come, I want to see how many catties and taels he has. ”

Outside the door, there was a lively shout.

One of the monks in charge of the interrogation looked at the darkness of the night, and knew that there was nothing they could do with the dead duck today.

This guy is really hard-mouthed, and he really won't open his mouth without using a little means.

"Okay, I just want to see Du Jing's mouth, I really don't believe that he can talk better than Bai Shen's stick!"

Bai Siwei also finished the water, walked in front of Du Jing, who was closing his eyes and recuperating, and said angrily: "Du Zhutou, this Wen Yan is really an unfaithful, unfilial, unkind and unrighteous person, this kind of person is simply unteachable!"

"Oh?" Du Jing slowly opened his eyes, looked inside, and asked, "Is it time?"

"It's been three hours, and this guy doesn't say a word, and when it comes to the key issue, he keeps his mouth shut. ”

Du Jing got up slowly and walked into the house with his teacup.

"Okay, change me. ”

Wen Yan raised his eyelids, glanced at Du Jing, who was sitting opposite him with the big horse golden knife, and sneered: "Wheel war? Come, let me say that I am your grandson." ”

"You told your dad about finding him, does he know? Don't jump out of the coffin board to clean you up. ”

Wen Cheng sneered: "It turns out that it will only take advantage of the tongue." With that, he twisted his head to the side and said nothing.

Du Jing took a sip of tea, put the teacup on the ground on the side, and asked softly, "What's it called?"

Without saying a word, he even closed his eyes.

Does that mean resisting to the end?

"What's the matter, dumb? Still don't know what your name is?" Du Jing smiled disdainfully, "Just like you, what kind of cultivation is the Dan raising period? You don't even know what your name is, you raise a Mao Dan, the common people know who their name is, Lao Tzu knows how to bark when he pulls a dog on the street, are you not as good as a dog?"

In fact, the words of the two monks just now were completely more unbearable than what Du Jing said, but those two people were to vent their anger, and Du Jing was simply stimulating this Wen Yan.

What he said was completely on the pain points of these monks, once these people cultivated, they felt that they were blind to everything, and all the commoners and untouchables were ants, and they were worthy of being compared with him.

But being compared by Du Jing only made him angrier.

This Wen Yan still twisted his head, made a dead skin and shameless look, and said: "It turns out that you have this ability to scold, I told you that I have nothing to say, I stole something, and I don't know anything else!"

"Heh, don't you know anything?" As soon as Wen Yan's voice fell, Du Jing stepped up, and said very quickly: "Did I ask you about that? You just said you don't know, what am I asking?" I asked you what your name is, and you said you don't know?

Your parents fed you a handful of and urine, but I didn't expect you to cultivate and raise Dan, and you didn't even know what your name was when you turned your face after a few years of burying it. Are you unfilial, think about the filial piety that Bai Siwei told you just now, do you have a deep understanding?"

When I thought of the irritability that Bai Siwei brought to me just now, it was like a fly buzzing around my ears, and I was helpless, but I didn't expect a guy with a more poisonous mouth and denser words.

"Wen Yan!" he said impatiently.

"Gender?"

"Huh?" Wen Cheng was a little surprised, he had never heard the word gender, but it could be understood literally, but Wen Cheng was still stunned for a moment.

After this stunned effort, Du Jing launched an intensive attack again.

"Ah, what, what, you're a fart, why did your parents feed you a handful of and urine for you to cultivate, but I didn't expect to raise a fool, and I didn't even know my male and female male and female and female and male and male?"

"Male! Lao Tzu is a man!"

This guy was successfully provoked, Du Jing smiled, but he felt that this was not enough, and waved his hand to let the person who was about to take off his pants out.

"Oh, it's a male. Then let me ask you again, tell me about your family situation, what is your father's name, what is your mother's name, when did you die, what is your wife's name, and whether you have children. ”

In fact, these questions must be asked before the interrogation, in addition to personal information, family situation, personal history, whether there is a criminal record, etc.

There is no need for the suspect to conceal these questions, they are all information that he already knows, and the reason why he wants to ask is to guide the other party into his own rhythm of questioning.

In addition, there is a comprehensive and multi-dimensional understanding of the suspect, and the investigator and pre-interrogator can judge the motive and behavioral characteristics of the person through personal information, family situation, personal history, and criminal record.

Therefore, these inquiries are necessary.

"Why did you forget your parents' names? You have forgotten your true cultivators, you are really a thing that is not even as good as a beast!"

Wen Yan simply didn't speak, and stopped talking to Du Jing.

"Your parents worked hard to give birth to you, and they fed you with a handful of shit and urine, and as a result, they gave birth to such a king and eight calves as you, and they have cultivated to turn their faces and deny their parents, and you are also interesting enough that you are holding back your strength and want your family to be extinct, are you not afraid that your father's and mother's angry ancestral grave will emit black smoke and jump out of the grave in the middle of the night?"

Du Jing waved his hand, "Okay, it's useless to ask you, I think you're a fool, you pretend to be smart!" As he spoke, he stood up and took out a food box from outside the door, opened it, took out a plate of dumplings and handed it over, "Eat some, it may be a little cold, but don't let it down...... A kind heart. ”

Wen Yan raised his head and glanced at the plate of dumplings with some surprise, and asked in a daze, "Who?"

"Who the hell do you care? I didn't want you to eat it, if not, if not...... I have to come and send you some, hey, the child is crying and is called a ......" Du Jing sighed helplessly and continued: "Hey! Okay, just eat you! What so much nonsense!"

Wen Yan didn't say anything, he was indeed hungry after a day, and soon devoured it, and after eating, he casually put the plate in the lunch box and asked, "Is there any soup?"