Chapter 11: The Silent Boy

For the first time, Qin Jiuge felt the indifference and ruthlessness of the family she was in, and for the sake of political interests, she could sacrifice everything, even if it was her life-saving benefactor. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Hearing that Zhao Qianyuan's parents were murdered yesterday, Qin Jiuge's heart hurt even more, a young man who had endured such great pain was bitten by the Tang family after saving himself today, while the Qin family remained silent. She couldn't imagine what kind of pain Zhao Qianyuan would endure when she was still locked up in the police station, and she was even a little afraid to think about it.

Qin Quyuan's face was calm, and he said to Qin Jiuge: "Xiao Jiu, whether you can make your second uncle the vice governor is the most critical part of our Qin family." If you can't bear it, you will make a big plan, even if the case is decided, we can overturn the case. I assure you that your classmates will not be sentenced to death. ā€

Qin Jiu Ge said: "Master Blue Star said that people with good hearts and good deeds will always have a good result. Someone else wanted to kill me, and he saved my life, but I got a result like this...... If this matter is spread out, what else will I do? ā€

Qin Quyuan said: "No one will laugh at you, they will only say that I, Qin Quyuan, am indifferent and ruthless." In fact, I, Qin Quyuan, were originally indifferent and ruthless. ā€

Qin Jiu Ge roared angrily, slammed the door and went back to his room.

Qin Quyuan asked Qin Tian: "You have to stay calm at all times, only calmness can make you have strong judgment." ā€

Qin Tianwen nodded, the expression on his face was like that of his father Qin Quyuan, becoming flat and calm, as if nothing could disturb him.

"I'm not a genius? Who can be a genius? Qin Tianwen smiled in his heart, remembering what Zhao Qianyuan had told him.

Born not to be happy, but to suffer, or to entrust someone with an important task, it is necessary to temper his will, to temper his muscles and bones, and to make him feel intense hunger.

Zhao Qianyuan didn't know if the thief had an important task to hand over to him, anyway, he had been reborn three thousand times and had never seen any important people. However, he knew he was suffering right now.

A policeman put a thick copy of Ci Hai on his chest and wrapped it around duct tape, then took an electric baton in his hand and struck it on the book one after another.

Zhao Qianyuan was silent, his hands were handcuffed and hung high on the shelf, which made him have to stand on tiptoe to avoid his wrists being strangled by the handcuffs.

The director said with a gloomy face: "As long as you admit that you deliberately killed that person, I can let you go for the time being!" Oh no, not even later. ā€

A trace of blood oozed from the corner of Zhao Qianyuan's mouth, and he just glanced at him lightly.

At this glance, the fat on the director's face couldn't help but tremble, and he felt that this young man's eyes were even more terrifying than the masters of the supernatural realm! It was as if he saw the empty and boundless universe from his eyes, as if he had seen countless births and deaths. However, he only thought it was his hallucination, and he did not believe that a teenager would have such a terrible look.

Zhang Jianhui held the fabricated testimony in his hand and said: "As long as you agree to sign it, everything can be concluded, and you don't have to suffer!" ā€

Zhao Qianyuan is not a fool, of course he knows what the consequences of signing his name on this testimony will bring, it is a death sentence that cannot be escaped. Moreover, this kind of torture is just an easy thing for him, although it hurts, but it is not painful. These garbage cops, the silverfish of society, are far worse than the wicked, cruel Darkers.

Zhao Qianyuan asked, "Is the human federal government raising you just so that you can take other people's money and help others do things?" ā€

The fat on Zhang Jianhui's face trembled violently again, and then said to a policeman next to him: "Fight, keep fighting!" Since this kid can kill the retired veterans of the Sharp Knife Company, his body is naturally very good, as long as he doesn't kill me. ā€

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ā€

The sound of the electric baton hitting the thick dictionary kept coming, and Zhao Qianyuan didn't say a word, lowered his head, and felt the sharp pain that made people almost suffocate again and again.

"After you have been tortured by the Daks, you know that the methods used by the police and agents are like children playing at home." Zhao Qianyuan couldn't help but think of General Gilbert's words.

This is commonplace for some gangsters who often go in and out of the police station, and for an old fritter like Zhao Qianyuan, it is naturally like playing at home, although the pain hurts, but his ability to bear the pain is not something that ordinary people can guess.

The policeman wielding an electric baton was so tired that he was out of breath and said, "Zhang Ju, I really can't move!" Damn, this kid is like an iron beater, and I haven't heard him snort after fighting for so long. ā€

Zhang Jianhui's face was ugly, Tang Tianchen, the eldest young master of the Tang family, had already told him that he must find a way to make Zhao Qianyuan sit on the crime of intentional homicide.

Zhang Jianhui shook his head at the police officer and said, "Change the next move!" ā€

So, the policeman went outside and brought in a basin of water, then untied Zhao Qianyuan from the shelf, put on plastic gloves, grabbed Zhao Qianyuan's hands and pressed them into the basin.

Then, Zhang Jianhui opened the two electric batons, and blue electric light suddenly burst out on them, and he said coldly: "Boy, if you agree to sign now, I can let you go." ā€

Zhao Qianyuan was silent, he just had to wait until Qin Jiuge came to see him, and then he handed over a letter prepared in advance to Qin Jiuge to show Qin Quyuan. When the time comes, the Qin family will naturally spare no effort to save themselves, even if it is to make Qin Lisao lose the opportunity to run for the lieutenant governor of Kansas.

The electric baton entered the water, and Zhao Qianyuan let the electric current introduced into his arm through the water tremble, and his eyes rolled white. Still, he didn't snort.

Zhang Jianhui put the electric baton in the water for two minutes, but Zhao Qianyuan still didn't say a word, not even foaming at the mouth, he looked like a stubborn stone, just like in the novel, placed on the top of the mountain called Huaguo for countless years and then turned into a monkey's stubborn stone.

Zhang Jianhui is also afraid that the current will break this person's head, and if there is a big problem or a direct death, he will not be able to explain.

Turning off the electric baton and withdrawing from the basin, he took a deep look at the silent young man, only to feel a little chill in his heart, such a stubborn young man, he had never seen it since he was a police officer. No matter how cruel the teenager is to himself, when he encounters such torture, he will let out a few roars like wounded beasts, and they may survive with a momentary enthusiasm, but they will definitely not be as silent as the teenager in front of him, like a lifeless planet, or ...... He was as silent as the universe.

Zhao Qianyuan has mastered a lot of things that others can't grasp, such as self-hypnosis, he imagined the electric shock as a massage of those sisters in the entertainment city, and the electric shock just now even made him feel like he wanted to get hard.

After more than three hours of torture, the teenager still did not say a word, which made Zhang Jianhui feel a deep sense of frustration. If he can't sign the testimony in the police station, then he can't be convicted of intentional homicide, and in the end, he will still have to be sent to court for trial. When encountering some special cases, they will have a little subjective emotions to join, after all, the law is nothing more than human feelings.

"Forget it, pull it down and lock it up! Let's go get some supper and eat it later, and we'll review it again tomorrow. I've been a police officer all my life, and I've never seen such a hard mouth! ā€

Zhang Jianhui waved his hand, let his subordinates take Zhao Qianyuan out, and then locked him in a cell, the cell door is made of super alloy, and there are layers of high-voltage current wrapped around it.

Zhao Qianyuan's luck was good, he was the only one in this cell, and he had a brand new toothbrush and towel, at least, he didn't have to share a toothbrush with a dozen people, let alone a towel with various body odors.

He casually took the two steamed buns that were already cold and erected, then silently tore them open, put them in his mouth, and swallowed them only after the saliva moistened the steamed buns.

The boy hadn't said a word since he was handcuffed by the police, not even a snort, and he didn't even show a resentful look.

Any policeman, when he looks at him, will feel cold in his heart.

"This guy's parents can't have been murdered by himself, right? How do I feel that this person is like a stone, without any emotion at all? The policeman on duty felt cold in his heart and said to his colleagues.

"He was already at school when his parents died, so this can be ruled out. I've heard from some of his colleagues that he was as calm as he was today when he learned of his parents' death. ā€

The two of them had a chill, only to feel that this teenager was more intimidating than the perverted murderers they had come into contact with.

Zhao Qianyuan silently finished eating two steamed buns, then stood up and squatted in the cell, his legs and feet trembled slightly, and his waist rose and fell, as if he was riding on a big horse.

"This kid, he still has the leisure to practice?!" Zhang Jianhui almost squirted out the rice noodles in his mouth, felt a chill, and hurriedly transferred the monitoring to another place, not wanting to see this teenager who seemed to be dead anymore.

He was scared.