"Don't talk about it, I'm going home." Mo Niannian didn't want to stay here any longer.

"Hey, that, Sister Niannian, when are you coming here to work?" Cheng Cheng asked.

"Huh?" She was stunned and stopped: "Why did you suddenly say this?" ”

"Didn't you graduate from the police academy? Why don't you come here to work? In Cheng Cheng's memory, Mo Niannian is the wife of a chief, and she is also a student who graduated from the police academy.

He is a junior of Mo Niannian's academy, to be precise, he should call her a senior sister. And during his time in school, he also saw Mo Niannian's records in various subjects, and her grades were very good.

It should be more than enough to enter this police station, not to mention that her husband is still the head of the place.

Mo Niannian pondered, and said after a while: "Wait for a while." ”

She already had the idea of coming out to engage in it, but first she had to discuss it with Ji Ran, it was best to work with him.

The interrogation room of the Ji family.

It was a basement with no windows and a space of only one square meter, in which a sturdy man could barely stay with his legs tucked away.

The space was minimal, dry inside, without any light, with a camera flashing red overhead, and a small announcement.

Chen Yifeng sat inside, touching the cold concrete wall with a slight movement.

His handcuffs and hood had been removed, and for him, the space was free, but it was too small.

There are many methods of interrogation by the Ji family, this is a good one, and Chen Yifeng is still a little lucky.

But soon he didn't think so, the small and dark space, the quiet was terrible, and a feeling of depression that slowly eroded him ran out of his chest.

That repression gave him a headache, made him afraid, frightened.

Chen Yifeng began to struggle, he banged hard against the wall, but he did not find the entrance where he entered, and the cold and hard walls were all around.

Do they want to trap him here?

Terrible thoughts stretched out in Chen Yifeng's heart, and he imagined himself trapped here, his body rotting, corroding, and finally turning into a pile of white bones.

Terrible fear surrounded him.

"Let me out!" Chen Yifeng didn't care about anything else at this time, just slapped the wall vigorously and roared.

He distorted his face, and his face was hideous.

The red light of the overhead camera kept flashing, and the two plainclothes officers in the monitoring room were watching Chen Yifeng's reaction with expressionless faces.

This situation is normal for them, they have seen more intense.

Chen Yifeng in the interrogation room became more and more crazy, and there was no tendency to stop at all.

The two people in the monitoring room watched intently, sitting with expressions on their faces, making people think that they were two sculptures.

The door of the monitoring room was pushed open, and Ji Ran's long legs stepped in, his expression was indifferent, and he had a terrifying momentum on his body.

He stepped in front of the monitoring head, and looked at Chen Yifeng who was shouting inside with deep eyes.

"Describe the situation." He gave a cold order.

One of the surveillance personnel spoke immediately.

"He's been in here for eight hours, and the first seven hours have been quiet, no strange behavior, and the previous hour he started to erupt and scream, mostly trying to get out."

"Hmm." Ji Ran nodded, looking at Chen Yifeng's crazy appearance.

"Keep it closed, if necessary, you can change the dressing to stun him, give him some water."

"Okay." The monitor continued: "Is it possible that the drug used this time may threaten his vital organs, does it need to be continued?" ”

Ji Ran squinted, and his voice was cold: "Continue to use." ”

After saying a few words, he glanced at Chen Yifeng again, and since he left.

The reason why all the focus was on Chen Yifeng was that the other people caught at the auction venue that day were just gangsters who accepted Chen Yifeng's commission and collected his money to help him.

And Chen Yifeng has taken them in for a few months, and they have completely trusted Chen Yifeng.

In the basement that Ji Ran walked out, in that incident, only Chen Yifeng was the only one who joined that organization.

The next night, Ji Ran went to the basement again.

"We knocked him out once, gave him some water, and when he woke up, he stopped going crazy and started abusing himself, and an hour later he started sitting on the floor, or sleeping against the wall, until now."

Surveillance personnel continued to report to Ji Ran.

Ji Ran saw Chen Yifeng, who was leaning against the wall and had nothing to love, and asked the two monitoring personnel to leave, he took the small microphone on the side and turned on the small radio where Chen Yifeng was detained.

"Chen Yifeng." His low, magnetic voice surrounded Chen Yifeng, startling Chen Yifeng to stand up suddenly.

"Have you figured it out? Do you choose to die here, or do you choose to tell me everything you know? ”

Ji Ran's voice came out of the radio, Chen Yifeng's hair was messy at this time, his eyes were bloodshot, and his body was covered with layers of dust, even if the environment was dark, Ji Ran could see his embarrassment through the night vision camera.

"Cheng An, you still have three minutes to think about it."

Chen Yifeng's body froze obviously, and Ji Ran called out his real name.

But he had already pursed his lips and not spoke, and if he betrayed that organization, he would be punished no less than this! He had seen with his own eyes how a man who had told the police had died!

"Don't be afraid, as long as you tell what you know, we will deal with it lightly and protect your life, including your family."

Ji Ran seemed to be able to see through what Chen Yifeng was thinking, and the conditions he said were extremely tempting.

And Chen Yifeng's state of mind also changed dramatically a day ago.

The dark and silent environment scared him, and the idea of not betraying the organization before had long since dissipated.

Now he knows why the Ji family's interrogation is famous.

Because they don't use physical pain to extract confessions, but the fear in their hearts.

Let them feel the fear of being dominated by their spirits.

Finally, Cheng An nodded, there was blood and sweat on his face, and he didn't know when he tossed it.

"I said."

"Good."

Ji Ran put away the microphone, got up and went outside to let Cheng An out.

After a while, Cheng An breathed the outside air again, and he felt relaxed.

Although he hadn't left the basement, the feeling of depression coming out of the cramped space had left his body.

In a standard interrogation room, Cheng An was handcuffed again and sat on the chair in the middle, opposite a wooden table.

He knew that the person who was going to sit opposite was Ji Ran.

Sure enough, without waiting for him to think about it, the sound of neat and powerful footsteps at the door was slowly approaching.

Ji Ran sat opposite Cheng An, the fingers of both hands crossed, and he spoke: "Let's play a game." ”