Chapter 272:

It seemed that he was really thirsty, so Gudongdong drank a glass of water.
I smoked cigarettes, and drank water. He should have enough.
"Say it."
"Say what?"
"You!" She endured desperately, took a deep breath, and finally calmed down again. "Say what you did at the Mei Se Club on the evening of July 7 a few years ago."
"like……"
"Can not remember!"
"Xiao Ye!" Tong Wenya's patience was challenged again, and his voice couldn't help rising a little, but he was extremely calm, "I am amnesia."
Damn, so cunning!
"Don't think you are like this, I can't help you."
Tong Wenya returned to the interrogation table and whispered to Yuan Siming: "Bring the polygraph."
Xiao Ye closed his eyes, and went to get the polygraph to have no effect on him. He leaned back in his chair lazily, as if the interrogation had nothing to do with him.
After bringing the polygraph, Tong Wenya personally tied the band around his waist and abdomen and clamped his fingers. She didn't believe it, he could still lie.
"Look at these people, do you know them?" Tong Wenya threw all the photos of Yuichi Matsukawa, Scar and other victims in the Meise Clubhouse in front of Xiao Ye.
"I don't know, I have no impression." Tong Wenya stared at the polygraph, which showed that he had no signs of lying. She changed a few questions and asked them repeatedly, but still couldn't see any flaws in him.
"Don't go around, you can tell me what I did." He looked at her calmly.
"Okay, let me tell you, you killed 21 people in total, all of them died under your gun." When she said this, she didn't see any mood swings in him. It was cold-blooded and numb!
"Is there any evidence?" he asked lightly.
What she is that there is no evidence to prove him guilty, or else would she have to spend so much time with him? He must know that he didn't leave any clues, so he was so confident. It is a pity that she can only improve the evidence by interrogating him and then through his account.
No matter how stubborn criminals had a mental breakdown, she couldn't ask, she simply stopped asking, and just sat quietly and confronted him. This was the most difficult interrogation for her in the past few years as a police officer. They didn't eat lunch, and several people had been spending time with Xiao Ye.
He just sat there lazily, from beginning to end, his expression did not change the slightest.
If he refuses to explain, she will almost have nothing to do with him. Could it be that it took him a few years to find him, but it was released again because of insufficient evidence?
No way! Absolutely not! She finally ran out of patience, she stood up quickly, and asked him again with a cold face, "I still don't want to explain anything?"
He remained calm and said, "There is nothing to explain. If you have evidence, take it out. If you don't, just let me go." "You two, go out."
Yuan Siming winked at Xiao Rou and told her to go out first, while he himself whispered in Tong Wenya's ear, "Boss, what do you want to do? Don't you want to force a confession?"
"Don't talk nonsense, get out!"
Yuan Siming had never seen Tong Wenya's expression, angry, irrational, as if he had a sea of ​​blood and deep hatred with this Xiao Ye.
"Boss..." He still wanted to persuade, Tong Wenya grabbed him, pulled to the door a few times, and pushed it out forcefully.
"Boss, are you crazy? This is against the rules!"
The door of the interrogation room was snapped shut by Tong Wenya and locked. Then she went to the table and opened the drawer to take out the baton from the inside, and walked towards Xiao Ye step by step.
Ordinary criminals, if they see this situation, their legs will weaken before they are scared.
Xiao Ye didn't even raise his eyelids. How could he be so calm if he hadn't been battle-tested?
She held the baton and walked in front of him. He was sitting and she was standing. Although not much higher than him, she was still a bit condescending.
"Don't tell me? Let's taste the electric baton if you don't tell me!"
"I have a grudge against you?" His expression was still faint, and it was this indifference that made Tong Wenya even more crazy.
Bastard! Others don't know what he did, doesn't she yet? Not to mention, what he did to her was enough to sentence him.
"I ask you one last time! Say, or not!"
"I remind you that there is a price to pay for the abuse of lynching."
Tong Wenya hates it too much, she almost loses her sense of hatred, and can't manage the consequences. Raising the baton, pressing the switch, and mercilessly electrocuting his arm.
This baton is usually not used much, and the battery is insufficient, so she just used it, because if the battery is too high, he will be stunned and even injured. She just wanted to make him hurt, she didn't want him to faint, and she didn't want him to leave traces of torture.
This tingling sensation, as if it could go straight through the heart, could not be tolerated by humans. She stared at his face closely, wanting to hear him cry out for pain and beg for mercy.
There was nothing. His facial muscles trembled slightly because of the pain, but his expression was completely relaxed, and he even grinned, "Come on again, chick, not addictive."
He asked for this, she didn't believe that she couldn't open his mouth!
Tong Wenya increased the power by one notch, and then went to his other arm. His arm trembled a few times, and his expression was still faint.
"Jin is still not big enough, what should I do? Are you capable of this?" A mocking smile appeared on his mouth, which made her even more angry.
"I'm not afraid of death, am I? I will perfect you!" Tong Wenya's blood surged to her head, turning the power up one more level, and the electric baton hit his shoulder again. His brows moved a little, but he looked completely bearable, and even bent his lips in disdain. The next second he suddenly cried out, "Ah...ah...ahhh..."
"Ah... it hurts me to death! Ah... the police are going to kill..." Xiao Ye's shouting became more miserable, but with a smile on his face, Tong Wenya stared at him.
This bastard! He did it on purpose! She shouldn't try him, she should take the knife and directly end him!
"Boss, open the door! This will cause a big deal!" Yuan Siming knocked on the door desperately, his voice changed anxiously.
Tong Wenya ignored Yuan Siming, did not take back the electric baton, and continued to electric him bitterly.
"Come, come again, call again if you have the guts!" he said softly.
"Think I didn't dare?" Tong Wenya gritted his teeth and turned on the power to the maximum, hitting his right shoulder. As the amount of electric shock increased, Xiao Ye's whole body began to tremble, and he slowly closed his eyes, "Strong."
At this time, the phone in the interrogation room rang eagerly, and Tong Wenya had to turn off the power and bend over to pick it up... Then she looked at Xiao Ye, her face turned pale.
Xiao Ye, who had just been yelling not strong enough, dropped his head weakly to his side, and his lips looked pale and bloodless.
Fainted? Or-dead?
"Xiao Ye?" Tong Wenya exclaimed in a low voice, no longer able to answer the phone, and turned to sniff him. Fortunately, while he was alive, he was breathing very slowly. He was tilted there, and she saw that he had been seriously injured or was he newly injured.
"Come on again." He opened his eyes slowly, this time his voice was even lower, almost inaudible. This person seemed to be extremely weak a long time ago. He was just holding on, but he still wanted to molest her and anger her.
His eyes were so stubborn and bleak, Tong Wenya suddenly felt sore in her nose, and tears almost rushed out of her eyes.
She is obviously a hateful enemy, what happened to her?