Chapter 741 (2/2)

Another fat policeman stood up and rubbed his ring finger twice towards the large mirror on the side of the interrogation room. It was just that there was too much meat on the palm of his hand, which did not ring at all.

But outside the door, there must be someone familiar with him. After this action, the small red light on the closed-circuit monitoring probe in one corner of the interrogation room went out.

The fat man comes over and grabs Su Ming's hair. He punches him in the face, and then another punch hits him in the chest.

”Cough, cough...”

these two fists were too heavy. He did not say anything, and he couldn't breathe. In a moment, he was dark.

The fat policeman may be energetic, and then they use him as sandbags to do a combination of boxing, while attacking and swearing.

”I love to beat you perverts, especially you, bam! Can't afford a lawyer! Son of a bitch

Su Ming's mouth is full of bloody smell. He can hardly hear anything and can only be passively beaten.

”Oh... Almost. Don't kill me.” Another cop is starting to be nice. This is interrogation tactics.

The champion policeman moved his neck, his fat face showed a proud smile and gasped for breath to straighten his sleeve: ”it's OK. Lawyers, procuratorates and courts are all just people. Even if this kind of perversion is killed, it will kill the people.”

Another policeman rushed over and stopped him, pushing and shoving falsely while turning his head to Su Ming and saying, ”you can speak quickly, and you won't have to be beaten.”

”I... I didn't kill...” Su Ming lowered his head and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The two policemen who listened attentively immediately started to make a noise again. One seemed to rush over, while the other tried to stop him and twisted into a ball.

”That's enough. Get out.” Just before the farce was over, the door of the interrogation room opened.

A slim figure in a suit came in. Her hair was on top of her head. She had a pair of black framed eyes on her nose. Her face was expressionless. She was a very serious woman.

And she should not be old, because her face does not even have a wrinkle.

”Inspector.”

The two fat policemen bowed their heads in disappointment. They had clues. Unfortunately, they lacked crucial evidence. However, the suspects refused to confess, which made them lose face.

Before the arrest and interrogation, they read the information. Su Ming's past experience is very simple. They thought they could easily break through the defense line of the other side, but they used the means but could not get down.

We can't use torture. It's OK to hit a few times. The Ministry of internal affairs should come to visit us.

”It's none of your business here. I'll take over.” The policewoman pushed her glasses.

She's a detective. Those two fat guys are just agents.

The fat men went out and took the door. The policewoman took out a handkerchief and squatted down to wipe Su Ming's face. After confirming that she couldn't see it, she returned to the back of the table and dragged a chair to sit down.

At this time, the recording camera in the room is running again.

”How does Mr. Wilson remember?” Her voice was so cold that she identified him as a psychopath.

”I didn't kill.” Su Ming slowed down a lot. He spat to one side.

”But the body is there, not only editor Fisher, who is kind to you, but also his sick wife, his son and daughter-in-law, and three grandchildren. You killed them all.”

The police officer picked up the pile of photos and put them in front of Su Ming one by one.

It has to be said that these people died too miserably. If you don't look at the blood and meat, just look at their expressions, you can see that they have experienced terrible torture and endless fear.

”I didn't do it.”

The policewoman's face twitched for a while, and her beautiful face twisted. She puffed some air out of her nostrils. Then she seemed to hold down her anger in her heart and sat down on the table top and bent down on her upper body.

”Let's get to know it again. I'm Carla Danforth, chief of the homicide team of the Metropolitan Central Police. Don't think I'm a woman, so I'm easy to cheat. I've brought hundreds of criminals to justice since I worked. You're not my opponent.”

”But I did not kill.” Su Ming doesn't know what to say. He can only repeatedly emphasize that he is not the murderer. He and the editor in chief have no grievances. Why kill his family?

”All right.” Carla shrank back, and she began to pull other reports from the folder: ”according to the witness, yesterday, during the day, you had a conflict with the editor in chief, and you threatened to kill his family. Is that true?”

”This... Yes, but it's not a conflict, it's just a joke.”

Su Ming did say this yesterday. At that time, the editor in chief told him: ”if you can't find any valuable news, you should get out of the editorial department and sell your ass while you are young.”And he was used to the chief editor's dirty words, so he laughed and scolded back: ”then you are not my regular customer?”.

The chief editor chucked people out of his office with a smile: ”if you talk nonsense again, if my wife hears it, I will have to kill your whole family!”

Su Ming said with a smile as he left: ”no, I have to kill your family first, because my girlfriend is more beautiful. It's a pity to die.”

The chief editor closed the door of the office: ”get out and find the news!”

At that time, many colleagues heard this dialogue, but everyone was used to it. Was Su Ming the only one in the editorial department who talked nonsense to the chief editor like this. On the contrary, because everyone was under great work pressure, spraying dirty words was a daily adjustment.

Some people say that they want to dig out the skeleton of the editor in chief's old mother from the underground to make a coffee partner, but how can this be taken seriously?

If he is really a murderer, there is no one who will tell the murderer in person. Isn't this waiting to be caught?