Stop the anchor, there are all police outside!

trial room.

Lu Ming lay quietly on the table without any movement, as if he had fallen asleep.

The two interrogating constables also remained silent.

a time.

It was extremely quiet in the not-so-spacious interrogation room.

The exercise has been going on until now, basically all the police officers who participated in the exercise have not had a good night's sleep.

therefore.

In such a quiet atmosphere.

Old Zheng and the young police officers beside him were also a little sleepy.

Soon.

Old Zheng couldn't help but yawned.

Blinking and blinking, a pair of pupils were filled with bloodshot eyes.

The exercises were exhausting enough.

When I got home yesterday, my wife had a lot of trouble.

At this time, Lao Zheng obviously couldn't hold on anymore.

"The kidnapper was asleep there."

"Let us two police officers guard here."

"This Lu Ming has caused us to not even have a peaceful sleep these days. According to me, we have to torture him a lot."

Hearing Old Zheng yawn beside him, the young policeman glanced sideways at him.

Only then did he look back at Lu Ming, and spoke rather unhappily.

Drowsiness is a very contagious thing.

Lao Zheng yawned, which made him even sleepier for a while.

Therefore, watching Lu Ming sleep with his head covered, it is inevitable that he will feel a little emotional.

after all.

In the past few days, Lu Ming has tossed the police force quite a lot.

Now after being arrested, the treatment is still so good.

How could the young policeman not have a gap in his heart.

"Just complain."

"After all, he is not a real kidnapper, but an expert invited by the director himself."

"We can't do too much."

"Look at him first, I'll go out and smoke a cigarette."

Old Zheng got up cheerfully, and while stretching, he responded to the young police officer with a few words.

After speaking, he patted the shoulder of the young policeman.

He walked out of the interrogation room directly.

"Ugh……"

The young police officer sighed slightly, and flipped through the folders on the table a little bored.

at the same time.

Lying on the interrogation table, Lu Ming opened his eyes with slightly closed eyes.

In his left hand he held the bitten flat iron rod.

With as little movement as possible, he reached into the keyhole of the handcuff on his right hand.

With the assistance of lockpicking proficiency skills.

Lu Ming's eyes could clearly see the structure in the keyhole.

The lock on the handcuffs is just the simplest single-row tumbler lock.

It was completely easy for Lu Ming to open it.

The first time the iron piece was inserted into the keyhole, Lu Ming fiddled with it a few times before pulling it out.

immediately.

He used his thumb nails to pinch the iron plate a few times.

Let several grooves appear on this iron sheet.

The eyebrows are slightly locked.

Lu Ming stuffed the iron piece into the keyhole again and turned it gently.

He stopped just as he was about to pop all the marbles.

"Oh!"

At this moment, Lu Ming twitched violently.

His knee touched the interrogation table, and there was a dull sound.

The policeman over there who was flipping through the documents was shocked.

Simultaneously.

This loud muffled sound also covered up the crisp sound when Lu Ming opened the handcuffs.

"what are you doing?"

The young police officer frowned and stared at Lu Ming on the interrogation table, and spoke sharply.

Suddenly there was such a big commotion.

His first reaction was obviously that Lu Ming did it on purpose.

but.

After he yelled loudly, Lu Ming, who was lying on the table with his clothes covering his head, didn't move at all.

face such a situation.

The young policeman's brows were furrowed even deeper, and there was also a look of doubt on his face.

"Lu Ming?"

"Are you uncomfortable?"

He stood up, still staring at Lu Ming.

He asked tentatively.

But Lu Ming, who was lying on the interrogation table, still didn't respond at all.

"Gu..."

The young policeman swallowed.

His face was full of worry.

He hurried to the interrogation table, reached out and patted Lu Ming's shoulder.

"Hey, are you feeling unwell?"

"Do you want……"

The young policeman spoke with concern.

But only halfway through the words, the clothes covering Lu Ming's head suddenly flew up.

Blocking the young police constable's view.

Faced with the sudden change, the young policeman almost had no time to react, Lu Ming's right hand was already tightly clamping his neck.

He quickly pinched Lu Ming's arm with both hands.

His face flushed instantly, and the veins on his forehead popped out.

"Sorry, you're dead."

Lu Ming looked directly at the young policeman with a pair of eyes, and spoke calmly.

The voice fell.

The strength in his hands gradually eased.

"Cough cough..."

After Lu Ming let go of his hand, the young police officer hurriedly covered his neck and coughed violently.

At this moment, he only felt a burning pain in his neck.

without any exaggeration.

If Lu Ming didn't pull back his strength, he might have strangled himself to death.

"Damn!"

When he regained his strength, the young policeman couldn't help cursing his mother.

Previously, it was because he was worried about whether something unexpected happened to Lu Ming.

Subconsciously thought that Lu Ming was handcuffed to the interrogation table and had no ability to resist.

There is no defense.

Unexpectedly, she also fell into Lu Ming's trap.

"How did you uncuff the handcuffs?"

Frowning, taking a deep breath, the young police officer looked at Lu Ming again.

Gritting his teeth, he asked aloud.

But Lu Ming listened to his question and didn't intend to respond.

He just squatted down and stuffed the small iron piece in his hand into the keyhole of the shackles.

Tinker for three or four seconds.

"Crack..."

With a crisp sound, Lu Ming opened the handcuffs.

And look at this scene.

The young policeman's eyes widened, with a shocked expression on his face.

"You still have this skill?"

He swallowed, his tone full of surprise.

In fact, it is not unacceptable for Lu Ming to be able to open the handcuffs.

But isn't it a little too much to drive so fast?
This speed... can almost catch up with other people's tricks, right?
the most important is.

His tool for opening handcuffs and shackles is actually just a piece of iron full of tooth marks?

It is obviously more difficult to pick a lock with this thing than with a wire.

And... where did Lu Ming get this iron piece?

Before he was arrested and sent to the interrogation room, he had obviously been searched.

Went through the metal detector gate three times.

How could there be such a piece of iron hidden on his body?
"All right."

"Since he is already a dead person, then don't talk so much."

"Now I need this suit of clothes on your body. Do you do it yourself, or should I pick it up?"

After uncuffing the shackles.

Lu Ming stood up and stretched his wrist.

So he took off the T-shirt on his own and put it on the interrogation table.

Only then did he look at the young policeman with a calm expression and speak.

The voice fell.

He quietly waited for the answer from the young police officer.

"call……"

Gritting his teeth, the young policeman's face was full of unwillingness.

He let out a long breath of foul air.

He still started to take off his clothes by himself.

Although he didn't really want to cooperate with Lu Ming.

But letting a big man take off his clothes still made the young police officer a little unacceptable.

therefore.

He still chose to do it himself.

……

After a moment.

Lu Ming and the young policeman exchanged clothes.

Pushing the policeman down on the interrogation table, Lu Ming handcuffed and ankleted him.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his chin again, signaling the young police officer to lie on the table.

Under the unwilling eyes of the young policeman.

He put his coat over the young constable's head.

"You have been exhausted for the past two days. Since you are already a dead person, you should have a good sleep."

Lu Ming spoke with a smile on his face, and patted the policeman on the shoulder as he spoke.

At last.

He pulled the handcuffed hand of the young policeman out of the clothes covering his head.

Make sure you can see the hand clearly when you sit across from it.

Do it all.

Lu Ming picked up the police hat on the opposite table, put it on his head, lowered the brim of the hat, and walked out of the interrogation room.