Chapter 105: Speak the truth and you're not happy

「This case has very obvious doubts; why shouldn't I be allowed to bring them up? 」

「You can't rely on sixth sense to handle a case! 」

「Team Leader Lin, trust me once, I can definitely get to the bottom of it! 」

「By the time you investigate, damn it, the yellow flowers will be cold! 」

……

The argument didn't last long.

Liu Yanxi pushed open the door of the interrogation room and lowered her head as she came to Li Jiaci's side.

At this moment her police uniform was gone; the thin shirt and sweater vest made her figure look especially slender.

Needless to say, Li Jiaci also understood what had happened.

「Police Officer, thank you for trusting me. 」

Liu Yanxi, feeling ashamed, couldn't lift her head, and waved her hand saying: 「I should have stood my ground, but in our line of work we have to follow orders from superiors; for this case I am already powerless...... 」

「It's fine. 」

Li Jiaci gave a light smile.

The door of the interrogation room was pushed open again.

The person who entered this time was Lin Niansheng.

He coldly said to Liu Yanxi: 「Pack up your things and get out! 」

Liu Yanxi picked up the transcript notebook and pen on the table, then silently turned and left.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Niansheng pulled out the opposite chair and sat down smugly.

He also put his feet on the table.

「Li Jiaci, we're old acquaintances, no more small talk, let's get straight to the point! 」

「Your case of hiding and selling powder hasn't been investigated yet; if you now confess voluntarily it still counts as self-surrender, but if you keep denying, I'll have to charge you with multiple crimes and let you be unforgivable! 」

「Moreover, in today's case, reported by the victim, you brothers are involved in gang-related and evil activities, violently harming others; the evidence is solid, you can't escape on wings! 」

「Heh heh, weigh it yourself: continue to be stubborn or confess to save your life! 」

Lin Niansheng finished saying that.

A flash of sinister light crossed his eyes.

At last, we've caught this guy.

Since he's here, don't even think about leaving!

Li Jiaci didn't get angry; instead he smiled.

「With a Maozi like you, our country is basically doomed! 」

「You don't even do one good thing! 」

「This black heart is just like the water in a stinky ditch! 」

「Again damn dirty, again damn stinky! 」

Lin Niansheng, upon hearing this, clenched his fists tightly.

He was just puzzled.

This guy is at death's door, how can he still be so smug!

「Heh. 」

「You keep provoking me, let's see who's tougher between us! 」

Lin Niansheng lit a cigarette, his hand shaking with anger.

Since he's demanding all this……

Li Jiaci then wasn't polite!

Some things need to be said to feel relieved!

「Lin Niansheng, if you really have evidence, do you still need to feed me this line? 」

「You might as well just admit it—you're useless and addicted to pretending; aside from putting on a show, you're good for nothing! 」

「If you've got the guts, have Director Zhao come over; don't secretly take the scolding yourself—let me see some excitement too! 」

「There are so many criminals out there you don't arrest, yet you go after me, an honest, law-abiding citizen! 」

「What's up, are you jealous that I'm making money? 」

「Jealousy won't help; with your hopeless IQ, you'll fail at anything you do! 」

……

Lin Niansheng let him speak, but didn't let him say this much!

After a round of talk,

Lin Niansheng was so angry his face turned red and his neck thick, his features all twisted; he already didn't look human, now you can't even tell what kind of creature he is.

「Why such a big reaction? Did I hit a sore spot? 」

「Then don't provoke me! 」

「If I don't say it you'll feel bad; if I do say it you'll be unhappy! 」

「Such a big guy, really hard to serve! 」

Li Jiaci let out a cold snort, continuing to mock.

His mouth is also spiteful without limit.

Lin Niansheng jumped up with a sudden jerk, his fists clenched so tightly they made a cracking sound.

Having lived this long, he's never heard such spiteful words.

Moreover, no one dares to speak to him like that.

Good, good, good!

Good, you Li Jiaci!

You're looking for death, huh?

I'll fucking grant you!

Lin Niansheng stretched his hand under the table.

After a moment, when he pulled it out, there was an extra baton in his hand.

Li Jiaci crooked his finger at him.

Come on, Grandpa will let you hit!

I'm your father!

Lin Niansheng let out an angry roar.

This breath had already risen to his throat, about to burst through his crown.

He didn't have time to wrap the baton in his uniform, rushed straight up to Li Jiaci, grabbed his collar, and slammed the baton down hard.

Li Jiaci felt the pain but didn't utter a sound, gritting his teeth tightly.

The more this happened, the more Lin Niansheng's anger exploded.

One baton strike after another, filled with his raging fury, all vented onto Li Jiaci's body.

Just a few short minutes.

Li Jiaci was beaten black and blue all over.

The blood sliding down his head stained his collar, while the blood seeping from his body soaked his sweater.

The bright red blood trail slid down from his cuff.

Dripping onto the ground, it formed patches of blood.

Just then.

Thump thump.

A voice came from outside the door.

Team Leader Lin, someone's looking for you!

Lin Niansheng, still fuming, snarled: 'No one can help, tell him to scram!'

Outside fell silent.

Lin Niansheng grabbed Li Jiaci's hair, looming over him, and demanded: 'Speak, where did you hide the rest of the powder?'

I spit!

Li Jiaci spat a mouthful of saliva at his face.

You bastard!

Lin Niansheng's eyes turned red, he raised the baton to smash it down on his head.

Suddenly.

Only a loud bang was heard.

The interrogation room's door was suddenly kicked open.

Lin Niansheng held the baton high, his horrified face turned toward the door.

At the same time.

Click! Click!

Countless flashes hit his face.

Numerous reporters surged in from outside, snapping photos wildly at Lin Niansheng and Li Jiaci.

Lin Niansheng had thought the person coming would be Liu Yanxi, or Chief Zhao...

But he hadn't expected it to be a bunch of reporters!

Clang!

The baton in his hand fell to the ground.

Get out, all of you get out!

How could these reporters possibly listen to him?

Someone pointed the camera at Li Jiaci's bloody head.

Someone lifted Li Jiaci's arm, capturing the slow trickle of blood from his sleeve as a still image.

Even more, someone lifted Li Jiaci's shirt, photographing his battered, wounded state.

Then after that.

A dozen or so microphones were thrust straight into Lin Niansheng's face.

Excuse me, what are you doing? Is this torture to extract a confession?

Do you still remember the oath you took when graduating from the police academy? Can you recite it again in front of the camera?

The police proclaim equality for all and oppose torture-induced confessions, yet you act this way, which runs contrary to their propaganda!

Do your superiors know about this, or are they silently permitting it?

Please answer our reporters' questions directly!

The public has the right to know!

A sky-full of questions came at him.

Each one sharper than the last.

From the time Lin Niansheng entered the profession until now, this is his most famous incident.

It is also the most embarrassing time.

Please look straight into the camera and answer our question!