The chief inspector of the Drug Enforcement Administration is called Fang Jing, and her name sounds like a woman, but she is a tall and strong man. He is almost 50 years old this year, and he climbed to this position step by step from a small police officer, and after nearly 30 years of police experience, he has seen countless large and small scenes, and he has seen a lot of bloody ones, but as soon as he entered the door of the interrogation room, he was really startled.

The interrogation room in Hong Kong is different from the mainland, there is no surveillance on the roof, and cameras are used to record the interrogation process, and after Yan Murong closed the door, he turned off all the two cameras, and the people outside didn't know what was going on inside, but looking at the scene in front of him, it seemed to be quite terrifying just now.

The drug dealer can't tell that he is a person at all now, and he is no different from a blood gourd, and at first glance, he looks like a person who has been skinned in a horror movie, which has a great visual and psychological impact on people.

"Wow-"

Following Fang Jing came in were Wu Gang and two young police officers of the Drug Enforcement Administration, a man and a woman, after the female police officer saw the scene in front of her, she immediately felt her stomach turn upside down, holding the trash can at the door was a burst of vomiting, the male police officer was not much better, although he didn't vomit, his face turned white.

Although Fang Jing and Wu Gang were also a little disgusted by the scene in front of them, after all, they had been police officers for decades, and they just frowned and got used to it.

"Mr. Yan, are you exaggerating a little too much?" Wu Gang asked euphemistically. It's not like he's never seen torture to extract confessions. With his feet in the basin of water and electric batons, and the phone book on his chest, he tapped it violently, but this man turned into a blood gourd, and it was the first time he had seen him in so many years as a policeman, well--how cruel.

"Don't worry, I promise he won't have any wounds." Yan Murong said with a smile. "Just wash it with water."

"Xiao Chen, go get a basin of water." Fang Jing frowned, obviously a little dissatisfied with Yan Murong's methods, if it wasn't for the chief superintendent of the police department who called him, Yan Murong wouldn't have been able to get in at all.

When the male police officer heard Fang Jing's words, he hurriedly ran out, and after a while, he walked in with a large basin of water.

"Wow-"

A full basin of water was splashed directly on the drug dealer, and the blood stains on his body were also washed away, but a blood-red stagnant water was formed on the ground, and the female police officer had just finished vomiting, and when she turned around, she saw a blood-red patch on the ground, and suddenly her little face turned pale again, grabbed the trash can, and continued to vomit.

"No wounds?" Fang Jing checked the drug dealer's naked~ naked upper body, and found that there was no wound on his body except for the original wound when he was scratched, not even bruises.

"How did you do that?" Fang Jing looked at Yan Murong and asked. He was curious, very curious. After nearly 30 years as a police officer, there is a real smell of blood wafting in the house, and looking at the amount of bleeding on the drug dealer's body, unless it is an artery injury, it will not become like this. But then again, the whole body is covered in blood, what kind of artery is injured to make it like this?

"It's just a small trick." Yan Murong smiled, shook the silver needle in his hand, and said. "I am a Chinese medicine practitioner and know a lot about the acupuncture points of the human body."

"Understood." Seeing that Yan Murong didn't want to say more, Fang Jing nodded, turned to look at the female police officer who was wiping her mouth with a tissue, and said. "Xiao Wang, if you feel well, leave first, and record me by myself."

"I don't care, Inspector Fang." The female police officer said softly, but her eyes secretly swept around Yan Murong's body, and when she met Yan Murong's eyes, she hurriedly dodged like a frightened rabbit, her eyes were full of vigilance and vigilance. Although Yan Murong's words were light, they only used a little means, but in her opinion, if this kind of means can be regarded as small means, then this handsome man is an out-and-out murderer.

Seeing the female police officer's eyes, Yan Murong smiled bitterly in her heart, thinking to herself, it seems that she can already be equated with demons in her heart.

"Name." Fang Jingren is as his name suggests, there is very little nonsense, and he asks directly without even beating him up, but with the current situation, he doesn't need to make any more preludes, what should be done, Yan Murong has already done it for him just now.

"Kang Jiajun."

"Age."

"Twenty-five."

"Tell me what happened in the past two days." Fang Jing asked.

"I help other people transport drugs." Kang Jiajun is completely honest now, he will say whatever Fang Jing asks, Yan Murong's methods just now have left a deep mark in his heart.

"What's the matter with you and Dr. Chung Chung-kuo?" Without waiting for Fang Jing to speak again, Yan Murong asked first.

"I don't know him." Kang Jiajun said. "Yesterday I just received a batch of goods, ready to send out, was intercepted by a few people, suffered a lot of injuries before running away, I wanted to go to the hospital, but I didn't dare to enter when I thought I still had the goods on me, and then I met the doctor Zhong Zhenguo you said."

"Go on." Yan Murong said.

"When he saw that I was injured, he told me to go to the hospital, and I said that I would not go, so he took me to his house, treated my wounds and told me to rest in his house."

"So, Dr. Zhong Zhenguo doesn't know you're a drug dealer?"

"Yes." Kang Jiajun nodded. "He's just a doctor, and he's just doing what a doctor is supposed to do."

"Inspector Wu, I wonder if his words can be regarded as evidence of Dr. Zhong Zhenguo's innocence?" Yan Murong turned his head, looked at Wu Gang and asked.

"Absolutely." Wu Gang nodded, and said while taking out his mobile phone. "I'll call them right now and ask them to release them."

"Where are you going to send your stuff?" Fang Jing asked.

"Lan Kwai Fong, Summer Dream Bar." Kang Jiajun said. "My next house usually picks up the goods there and then sells them."

"What's his name?"

"Hadrons." Kang Jiajun thought for a while and said. "I don't know his real name, I only know that his name is Qiangzi, and everyone else calls him Brother Qiang."

"Xiao Chen, arrange for someone to check." Fang Jing said a word to the male police officer and continued to ask. "Who's your boss?"

"I-" Kang Jiajun hesitated, he could say it at the next house, but it was different at the previous house. He is only a drug broker, and his boss can be said to be a real drug dealer. Those people are ruthless lords, and he doesn't care what happens to him, but he still has a mother and a sister at home.

"I know what you're worried about." Fang Jing's voice softened a little and said. "Your family, our police will send someone to protect you."

"Okay, I said." Having said so much, it's useless to hide anything. "I don't know who my last family is, they are all phone-contacted, but once I called him and heard a voice in the background, calling him Boss Wang."

PS: There are two changes today, and I will make up for it tomorrow. Just after this Chinese Valentine's Day, my friend is about to get married, and I want to press his bed...... Well, if the bride is also together, it's okay not to give me a red envelope, hehe.