Chapter 680: Special Hobbies
Leaving Aiwell to flash himself, this is definitely not Zhuo Lefeng's style. Although he found Kester through Aiwell, he didn't get rid of it after using it, and besides, maybe there would be a place to use this person in the future. Therefore, Zhuo Lefeng finally decided to save the big black man.
When they arrived at the pick-up location, Soichiro took Kester to get into the car first, and with them attracting enemy firepower, Zhuo Lefeng turned back the same way. As soon as he rushed into the house, he saw Ewell being pressed into the hall. Zhuo Lefeng didn't say a word and shot twice, someone from behind rushed in, and it was another shot, this time it was Pu Anxi who opened the way for Zhuo Lefeng first.
Seizing the opportunity of the gunshot, without waiting for the escort person to react, Zhuo Lefeng rushed forward with a punch. Immediately grabbed Aiwell, Zhuo Lefeng turned around and left.
The big black guy wasn't happy, he was really uncomfortable just now, and now he wanted to vent too. After breaking free, he rushed up and punched again. It's just that this punch delayed time, and immediately saw a group of people rushing out.
"What the hell!" Zhuo Lefeng was speechless, if he had just withdrawn, there would be no such things, and now he would have to break out of the encirclement.
The big black man also knew that he was in trouble, so he didn't say a word, and Zhuo Lefeng opened his bow left and right, and after the two of them got rid of the trouble next to them, they immediately rushed towards the back door.
Fortunately, the two are strong in combat, and Skitter's subordinates are also a rabble, and more importantly, there is also Pu Anxi, the golden assister, in the shadows.
Bang two shots, Pu Anxi was firing sniper bullets while showing the two of them the way.
The two of them did not rush back to the place.
Miryuko has just sent Soichiro away, and this will be back again. Seeing the two people coming out, her car happened to pass by. The car door opened as soon as possible, and Zhuo Lefeng and the big black man jumped up in unison.
Zhuo Lefeng was okay, his body was flexible and immediately jumped to the passenger seat. The big black man's body was already huge, and he had just been beaten a few times, so he was still uncomfortable. After jumping up, he didn't sit down all of a sudden.
Fortunately, Zhuo Lefeng grabbed it quickly and let the big black man lie on the seat.
A few shots slammed through the big black man's back, making him tremble again.
"It's dangerous!"
"You also know it's dangerous, if you don't go back to make up for the punch just now, we will rush out early."
"Hehe, I didn't hold back, I'm sorry!"
Miryuko deliberately interjected: "When else can you bear it!" ”
"Then you'll have to try!"
The topic of these two people drifted too far, so that Zhuo Lefeng could only roll his eyes frequently. Not long after, they made a detour and threw off the pursuit.
Soichiro pressed Kester and waited for a long time, and Pu Anxi and Pu Anbei also quickly turned back and continued to keep an eye on Constend. Everyone acted separately, just waiting for the next step.
Because the previous design calculated Avier, and now it is in the hands of the big black man, Kester also understands that there will be no good life in the future. Seeing that there were other people next to him, he rolled his eyes and said, "Forcibly arrest me, you are not small!" ”
"You don't have a small character!" Ewell's step forward was a slap in the face.
The big black man had a lot of power, and the slap immediately spurted Kester's mouth full of blood. Zhuo Lefeng didn't stop it, because the number of roads on this underworld is still the most familiar to these people. Let Ewell and Constance "communicate" and polish Kester's sharpness. Next, it depends on how Zhuo Lefeng suppresses the psychology of the other party.
After a "torture", Kester was really a lot more honest. Seeing Zhuo Lefeng step forward, he hurriedly said, "What are you going to do?" I haven't offended you, are you looking for the wrong person? ”
"I didn't find the wrong person, at first we just wanted to ask you a few questions, who knew that you were plotting against Ewell, so we met each other. If you cooperate, everyone will have an easy time next. If you're still looking for something to do, I'll let Ewelly continue to serve you. ”
Zhuo Lefeng's threat to others is a hidden knife in a smile, and his words are full of murder.
Kester shuddered, his eyes widened, and he said, "What the hell do you want to ask!" ”
"What do you think about the death of Pujodel!"
"He's dead, what can I say!" Kester stiffened his neck, "I haven't seen him in a long time. ”
"For a long time?" "You went to the villa to look for Pujodel two days before he died. You're really talking nonsense! ”
The corners of Zhuo Lefeng's mouth moved, and his eyes showed a cold light: "If I were you, I wouldn't be foolish." I don't know if you know, but Sampdley has asked Constant to investigate Pujodel's death, and with his cleverness, he'll come to you too. So, tell me what you know now, and when the time comes, he will come to you, and you will be less tormented. If you don't, Constant, and I will wonder if you're the murderer. ”
"Am I a murderer? Are you kidding! Kester shook his head, "How could I possibly kill Pujodel." ”
"Because he doesn't miss the old love, because he doesn't want to help you, you hold a grudge, and there may be another conflict, so you take the opportunity to kill him."
"Hey, buddy, there's something you can't talk about. I've known Pujodel for so long, and even if there was a conflict, I wouldn't have killed him. He doesn't miss the old love, but I haven't forgotten that we were close brothers. ”
Zeng was close to being a brother! Kester said this in an agitated tone, and seemed to care about his relationship with Pujodel. In fact, Zhuo Lefeng was also thinking about it before, Pujodel does not miss the old love, it does not mean that Kester has forgotten the "friendship" that he used to have. If it weren't for the fierce contradictions or impulsive crimes, it was indeed not enough to kill people. What's more, Kester knows very well that once Pujodel is dead, Sampdley is bound to investigate to the end, and once he finds himself, Kester will also be unable to fly.
"If you weren't the murderer, who do you think would kill Puyodel."
"I don't know! I really don't know! You don't have to ask me, I don't know anything. ”
The emotions are still excited, but now, this guy's eyes are obviously wandering. The psychological quality of these people who have been on the streets since childhood is beyond ordinary people. Lying is a regular occurrence for them. Unless they encounter a lie that needs to be avoided, there is no need for them to dodge like this.
"I'm not the murderer for a moment, but I'm sure you know part of the truth. Notice my diction, I'm talking about part of the truth. So, you'd better not let me down. ”
Long-term police work has allowed Zhuo Lefeng to master a lot of interrogation skills, and every question and every word used is actually meaningful. Zhuo Lefeng deliberately said part of the truth, which was to give the other party a step. The implication is that you don't have to say everything you know, I just need to know part of it. But if you don't even give this face, you're disappointing the questioner. Once disappointed, Kester will definitely have a hard time in this posture.
Kester, who was wandering the streets, must have heard the meaning of this passage, and he shuddered twice, his eyes glancing to both sides, and just as he hesitated, Ewell raised his fist to teach the bastard a lesson.
Kester didn't dare to think about it anymore, so he could only say: "Pujodel may not have been killed by a vendetta, but died by accident." ”
Thinking of suffocation and death, as well as those special frostbite on his body, Zhuo Lefeng's eyes lit up: "What kind of accidental death." ”
"Actually, after Pujodel's death, we were all asking for the inside story. It is almost known that there are no injuries on his body, and he did not drown, so the outside world is also speculating about the cause of Pujodel's death. Those people don't know about Puyodel, let alone the history of Pujodel, and I scoff at a lot of speculation. ”
"You're trying to say that Pujodel's death may have something to do with previous history?"
Keskey nodded: "I've known Pujodel for more than 20 years, and I know exactly what he's been through. There is even a lot of privacy that others don't know, but I know it. He suffered a lot and suffered a lot at the beginning. It's just that these tortures are not all bad, and some of them are enjoyable for him. ”
After the forensic doctor mentioned suffocation and special gameplay, Zhuo Lefeng actually guessed something, and now from Kester's mouth, Zhuo Lefeng confirmed his judgment.
It turned out that Pujodel was bullied by other people in order to take care of Sampudley, and some of these perverted bastards used Pujodel as a tool to vent their anger and often abused him.
Skeet remembers that Pujodel was blindfolded and nearly suffocated to death. But after that, Pujodel was not only not afraid, but often looked forward to this feeling of suffocation.
"You mean, he likes to be abused, and he likes the feeling of suffocation after being abused!" Ewell smacked his tongue, "What's wrong with that guy's head?" ”
"You go on!" Zhuo Lefeng didn't want Ewell to interrupt at this moment, "That feeling of suffocation is enjoyed by Pujodel, but in the past, this feeling of suffocation was passively obtained. When he developed with Sampdley, this suffocation should be actively obtained. This kind of active acquisition must be a person who is familiar with his habits and has a sense of proportion. ”
"I didn't expect you to be quite good." "Not many people know about Puyodel's hobby, and I'm one of them." It's just that you also know that if Puyodel plays this kind of thing by himself, he must not want anyone else to know, so I really don't know who is playing with him. ”
"Are you sure you really don't know?" Zhuo Lefeng shook the dagger twice, "You even know this kind of privacy, over the years, although Pujodel has kept his distance from you, but the more he keeps his distance, the more interested you should be in him, so you should have checked this matter behind your back." ”
"No, not really."
"Who are you fooling!" Aiwell yelled again, stepped forward and directly grabbed the other party's neck, and said, "If you don't say it, I'll let you taste the suffocation first." ”
Skidt struggled but couldn't break free: "Ahem, ahem, let go, let go, I'm really going to be strangled!" You bastard, I didn't know. ”
"Okay, he said he didn't know, we will believe him for a while, but it will only be for a while, because the next question, if he still says he doesn't know, I can't guarantee whether he is really suffocated." Zhuo Lefeng has weighed everything, and he knows how to be targeted.
With the big black man letting go, it also gave Skitt hope. With an expectant gaze, he imagined what the next question would be.
"Pujodel experienced suffocation after being abused, and then became a habit. Does Sampdeley know about his special habits and hobbies? ”