Woman, it only affects the speed at which I draw my sword

"What's wrong? Met a prisoner with a headache?"

Su Chen asked, but he was looking at the man's past information in his hand, which recorded how many times he came in, why he came in, and everything big and small was recorded.

Su Chen saw that this guy was an old fritter, and he had come in no less than ten times, but most of them were caught for stealing or whoring.

People like this basically belong to the level of a gangster, not to mention guns, even if they take drugs, they probably only dare to do so with the backing of people behind them.

But he wasn't useless, after so many trips to the police station, he probably really thought he wouldn't stay there for so long.

"Let me try it. It's useless for this kind of person to go through the normal process to interrogate him. He always thinks that he will be released after being locked up for a few years at most."

Su Chen put down the information and was going to meet this little bastard in person for a while. Su Chen didn't believe that someone was really made of iron, and he wouldn't know thirst, hunger, or sleepiness.

In the worst case, just stay with him for two or three days, and if it is impossible to apply for a delay in the interrogation time, there will always be a day when he has a nervous breakdown.

Fang Qing had no other choice but to agree with Su Chen to try. This kind of case can be said to have a great negative impact in Tiannan. Since one person dares to do this, there must be countless people behind the scenes. Do.

Moreover, the origin of the gun on his body was unknown, and he kept silent about this matter.

"Su Chen!"

Han Xiaoleng stood up, and Su Chen signaled her not to get excited.

"You all go out, I will talk to him alone."

Knowing that Su Chen was going to act alone, Han Xiaoleng walked out of the interrogation room with another interrogating policeman.

Su Chen walked up to the recorder and pretended to turn it off, but it was just a fake action, but it was such a simple action that the red hair was taken aback for a while.

Su Chen sat down unhurriedly, and seeing that the electronic transcript was empty, he knew that this guy hadn't said anything since night.

"Hey, you're pretty good at it. It's been 10 hours since you were arrested and now, but you really didn't say a single word. That's fine."

Su Chen kept teasing that, of course, he couldn't go through the process mechanically as soon as he came in like Han Xiaoleng and the others. Criminals who knew the police wouldn't accept this at all.

Obviously, this red-haired person is very experienced in the entire inquiry process. After all, he has come in no less than ten times, and he really has two brushes.

Perhaps seeing that Su Chen was not wearing a police uniform, he thought Su Chen was just here to make fun of him.

"Who are you? Don't you want to interrogate me? Let the police come. What are you?"

Hongmao was still arrogant and domineering, not aware of the seriousness of the matter at all.

"I'm a policeman, but I don't wear a uniform. I'm a high-ranking policeman, which is different from them."

Su Chen said with a smile, try not to let the red hair feel so depressed, create a relaxed atmosphere, and make the red hair feel that this is just a simple chat.

In fact, a person like Hongmao who often hangs out in bars and is good at flirting with girls must be very talkative. It is very likely that he is not talking now because the atmosphere is not in place.

"Senior Inspector? I don't think you're as old as I am, you little brat."

"Listen to brother, let me out, I will take you to see my boss, he has a lot of good things there, if you are interested, I will take you there."

Hongmao spoke excitedly, slurring his words, and drooled all over the floor when he spoke, probably because he sucked too much.

"Okay, I'll let you go and take me to meet your boss, but we don't know each other now, and I'm afraid you'll lie to me. I'm wondering if I should trust you?"

"Well, I heard that you like to drink. I have a problem with myself. I only hang out with people I trust, and it's very easy to make friends with me. If you drink me down, you are my friend."

This sentence made Hong Mao very interested, he knows nothing else, he is a master at drinking, chatting and flirting with girls, he brags that there is no friend he can't make, no girl he can't get.

"Okay! My friend, but there's no wine right now."

Hong Mao was a little depressed, he was in prison now, let alone alcohol, it was difficult to smoke a cigarette.

"Don't worry about this, don't forget my identity."

The red hair suddenly enlightened: "Senior Inspector!"

Su Chen nodded in satisfaction, let Hongmao wait here, and went to buy wine by himself.

As soon as she walked out of the interrogation room, Fang Qing came over and asked with frowning.

"What is Su Chen doing? The criminal must keep his head clear during the interrogation. Even if he is drunk, everyone has to wait for him to sober up before asking. You are breaking the rules."

"Then you see if he will tell the truth when he is sober? You can just watch, and today I will let him tell the truth behind the scenes."

"To deal with this kind of person, you need to use both soft and hard tactics, use words to cover his words, and give him certain benefits, and finally go through the process of interrogation, and keep him telling everything."

Fang Qing suddenly felt that what Su Chen said seemed to make sense, but she was still a little worried. If something happened after drinking, none of them would be able to bear the responsibility.

But at the moment, there is really no other better way to pry the red hair's mouth open.

"Forget it, just do as you say, but I'm worried that you won't be able to hold your drink due to your drinking capacity. Do you want to..."

"Who said I really want to drink it? Just play around in the bottle and pretend it's okay to drink."

Su Chen waved his hand and went out to buy wine. Soon Su Chen was carrying a large bottle of sake and a few bottles of something light-colored like a drink.

These wines are currently the mainstream and best-selling wines in that bar. Su Chen thought that this red-haired man often goes in and out of the bar, so he must be very familiar with these wines.

After all, knowing a person's hobbies is the best way to get close to him, no one will reject a bosom friend.

"Oh man! These are all my favorite guys, how do you know I like these?"

"You like it too? Coincidentally, I also like to drink this type of wine. Why do we have the same hobbies?"

Su Chen pretended to be surprised, and the red-haired man hurriedly opened a bottle and started working.

It was still that familiar smell, and it was still that familiar feeling, and Hongmao felt much relieved.

Su Chen was extremely disgusted, but he also pretended to drink it.

"Fang Ju... is this really good?"

"Then do you think we have other ways to get him to speak? Let's just be a dead horse, a living horse doctor, maybe Su Chen's method is really useful."