The personal soldier of the beautiful president

"Name."

"Qin Feng."

"gender."

"……Ah……"

"Honestly, sex."

"……male!"

"age."

"……21 years old."

"Profession."

"……bodyguard."

"Bodyguard? So you're good at fighting?"

"It's average. It depends on who the opponent is. For someone like you, it's easy to pick ten."

Bang.

Jiang Mingyu's face was ashen, she patted the table hard, pointed at Qin Feng who was handcuffed to the chair, and said angrily: "Boy, I advise you to be honest, answer whatever I ask you, don't play with me mind."

"I'm very honest, I'm telling the truth, not a single lie, oh, I'm sorry, I lied to you just now, I can beat twenty of you with one hand."

Qin Feng leaned on the chair, the old god said in a spirited manner, and looked at Jiang Mingyu with disdain.

When he was in Tiansheng Group, Jiang Mingyu suffered a loss in public, and was scolded by Zhou Ruo who had always loved him. He was already very upset with Qin Feng.

Now Qin Feng's attitude made him even more angry.

bang.

Jiang Mingyu stood up abruptly, the stool fell to the ground by him, his fists were clenched tightly, the veins on his forehead were throbbing, as if he wanted to swallow Qin Feng alive.

"Brother Yu, there is monitoring here, don't be impulsive."

Seeing this, the policeman in charge of recording at the side quickly hugged Jiang Mingyu who was about to make a move, and persuaded him in a low voice.

Jiang Mingyu stopped, took a deep breath, temporarily suppressed the anger in her heart, put her hands on the table, leaned forward slightly, stared at Qin Feng fiercely, and asked in a deep voice: "Since you are so powerful, what about the royal family?" You must be responsible for the eighteen murders in the clubhouse, right?"

"Ha ha……"

Qin Feng rolled his eyes directly, and laughed, "Are you a joke sent by a monkey? I also accept your bullshit logic. If you are so good, you are a murderer? I really don't know how you became a policeman."

"You don't talk nonsense, you just answer whatever I ask you, did you do the murder in the royal club!" Jiang Mingyu was going crazy.

This bastard is too arrogant!
I can't bear it every minute!
Qin Feng curled his lips, and the sarcasm on his face became stronger.

Interrogate him with this psychological quality?

"Xiao Hu, go and turn off the monitoring for me."

Jiang Mingyu's face was as sinking as water, staring at Qin Feng fiercely, and ordered in a deep voice.

"Brother Yu, this is not good. Our private interrogation is already against the rules. If we turn off the monitoring, then..."

"What nonsense are you talking about, I will take care of it if something happens, go quickly."

Jiang Mingyu turned her head and stared at her companion, her slightly distorted face was full of murderous intent, making him shiver in fright.

"Okay, okay, I'll turn off the surveillance camera right away, brother Yu is happy and angry, brother Yu is happy and angry." The policeman named Xiao Hu didn't dare to talk anymore, and left the interrogation room in panic.

He was frightened by Jiang Mingyu's expression as if he was about to kill someone.

Xiao Hu left the interrogation room, went to the next room to send away the police officer who recorded the video, then turned off the surveillance, went back to the door of the interrogation room, opened a gap, and said in a low voice: "Brother Yu, it's done, I'll give it to you at the door." You watch the wind."

After finishing speaking, Xiao Hu immediately closed the door tightly, took out a cigarette and lit it, and leaned against the wall to puff, suppressing his shock, while staring at the end of the corridor.

If there is any situation, he can immediately notify Jiang Mingyu in the interrogation room.

trial room.

Jiang Mingyu took out a book of thick black studies from his handbag, weighed it in his hand, and said with a sneer: "Boy, I will give you another chance to confess your crimes honestly, otherwise, hehe..."

Qin Feng squinted at the idiot and smiled disdainfully.

He really didn't pay attention to this little pediatric method.

When he first became a mercenary, he received extremely strict anti-interrogation training. Nanima really has all kinds of tricks, playing until you want to go crazy, especially when encountering a fox who is proficient in various torture methods, he can simply drive you Play until it crashes.

Thinking of this, Qin Feng couldn't help but miss those brothers again, and he didn't know what they were doing now...

"Damn, you don't have to drink a toast, I want to see how hard your bones are."

Jiang Mingyu, who was ignored again, walked over with a sullen face, directly pressed the book on Qin Feng's chest, sneered, and punched the book hard.

This trick of beating cattle across mountains can not only hit the suspect hard, but also leave hidden wounds in severe cases, without leaving any scars on the surface. It is Jiang Mingyu's common torture method.

This trick may be effective against ordinary people, but for Qin Feng, with Jiang Mingyu's strength, it is really no different from tickling.

"You are paralyzed..."

Jiang Mingyu held back her energy and punched her more than a dozen times. She was very tired, but the suspect was fine and seemed to be enjoying herself, which made him very angry.

"Go on, try harder, you haven't eaten yet."

Qin Feng glared at Jiang Mingyu who stopped to breathe, with dissatisfaction on his face.

"You wait, if I don't play tricks on you, I will take your surname." Jiang Mingyu's anger rose steadily. At this time, he no longer cares about whether to leave scars or not. All he thinks about is that he must Kill this bastard.

It's so annoying!

He put the book back in his handbag, took out another towel, picked up the large bottle of mineral water at the corner of the table, and walked towards Qin Feng with a grinning grin.

"Yo, I'm pretty well prepared."

Qin Feng glanced at it, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

It seems that Jiang Mingyu obviously came prepared, so you want him to confess?
Jiang Mingyu, whose surname is Jiang... I don't know if it has anything to do with that Jiang...

At this time, Jiang Mingyu came over, grabbed Qin Feng's hair and pulled it back, then put a towel on his face, picked up mineral water and poured it on the towel.

This is a kind of torture that makes the prisoner think he is about to drown, but it was strictly prohibited by the Geneva Convention in 09.

However, some people still use it privately.

Qin Feng didn't resist. He also wanted to see how many tricks this guy has. He hasn't been tortured for a long time, and he still misses it a little.

Of course, what he misses is not torture, and he has no tendency to be masochistic. What he misses is the bloody years of fighting with his brothers...

"Boy, as long as you admit that you were responsible for the [-] murders in the Royal Club, I will let you go." Jiang Mingyu said with a sneer while pouring water.

ho ho...

Qin Feng's mouth and nose were covered, and he couldn't speak, he could only make a ho-ho sound.

Jiang Mingyu thought he had something to say, so she stopped pouring water, lifted the towel, leaned over and asked, "How is it? Do you want to confess your crime?"

Qin Feng took a deep breath, and suddenly grinned: "I confess to your uncle."

Before the words fell, his head directly hit upwards forcefully.

Hey!
Jiang Mingyu howled miserably, dropped the mineral water in her hand to the ground, covered her bleeding nose with both hands, and squatted down, tears streaming down her face.

Qin Feng bumped into Jiang Mingyu's nose, how could the fragile nasal bone bear it?Immediately, blood flowed profusely, and the bridge of the nose was probably broken.

"You're paralyzed...I'm going to kill you."

Jiang Mingyu's face was distorted in pain, and in anger, he directly pulled out his gun...

dong dong dong...

"Brother Yu, Zhou Ruo and Captain Qiao are here, Brother Yu..."

Xiao Hu who was guarding the door suddenly knocked on the door and shouted in a low voice.

But at this time, Jiang Mingyu was in a state of madness, and he didn't hear what Xiao Hu said at all. He opened the safety, and his finger was already on the trigger.

"Little Hu? What are you doing here? Who is in the interrogation room? Is it Jiang Mingyu?"

Zhou Ruo saw Xiao Hu outside the interrogation room, and immediately realized something, his expression changed, and he walked over at a faster pace.

boom!
As soon as Zhou Ruo walked to the door of the interrogation room, he heard a gunshot from inside.

"Oops."

Not only Zhou Ruo, but Captain Qiao, who followed closely behind, also changed his face drastically, kicking open the door of the interrogation room.

When the two saw the scene in the interrogation room, they immediately stopped in their tracks, looking vigilant.

"Put down the gun." Captain Qiao reacted quickly. He drew the gun in his hand immediately and assumed a shooting posture. Zhou Ruo also put his hand on the holster, but he didn't draw the gun, but stared at Qin Qin closely. wind.

Xiao Hu glanced inside curiously, and quickly shrank back in fright.

The interrogation room was in a state of chaos. Jiang Mingyu fell to the ground and screamed. He was shot in the right leg and blood was flowing. The suspect sat on a chair and played with the pistol with a calm expression on his face.

"Captain, the suspect shot at the police, shoot him quickly!"

Jiang Mingyu dragged her injured leg towards the door while pointing at Qin Feng and roaring like a madman.

There was a long bloodstain on the ground.

He was just about to shoot when the suspect snatched the gun away and was shot in the leg.

During the interrogation of the prisoner, the gun was taken away by the prisoner. This is a great shame for a member of the criminal investigation team.

This will be an indelible stain in Jiang Mingyu's police career!
So now he can't wait for Captain Joe to shoot and kill the suspect immediately.

Qiao Gaolang ignored Jiang Mingyu, pointed a gun at Qin Feng, and shouted loudly, "Put the gun down."

"I hate people pointing guns at me." Qin Feng glanced at Qiao Gaolang with a half-smile, his voice was a little low, but with a chilling viciousness.

That casual glance gave Qiao Gaolang the illusion of being stared at by a ferocious beast, and a chill rose up his back.

"Shoot, shoot, kill him, kill him!" Jiang Mingyu was still yelling.

"Shut up." Zhou Ruo glared at Jiang Mingyu, then stared at Qin Feng, and shouted loudly, "Qin Feng, this is the police station, put down the gun."

"OK, I prefer to listen to beautiful women."

Qin Feng, who had a serious face just now, suddenly became very cooperative. He skillfully dismantled the pistol into a pile of parts and threw it directly on the ground.

Nima...

Qiao Gaolang has black hair.

This is too discriminatory. Come on, he yelled twice and didn't respond. Sure enough, is this an era of looking at faces?
Zhou Ruo took a deep look at Qin Feng, walked over and handcuffed him to the chair again.

Tread, step, step...

At this time, there was a rush of footsteps in the corridor, and it seemed that a large number of people were rushing towards the interrogation room.

"Old Joe, what happened? Why are there gunshots?"

At the front was a middle-aged man with meticulously combed hair. He wore a police uniform with the rank of first-class superintendent. Although he was middle-aged, he had an aura of calmness and prestige.

Behind him, there are more than a dozen police officers with guns and dignified faces...