Hong Kong Police Force Chief

In the No. 1 interrogation room of the Operational Security Department, the two interrogation police officers and the suspects being interrogated were all in place.

Peng Yixing, carrying a bauhinia flower on his shoulder, folded his arms in front of his chest and leaned back on the chair with an indifferent look.

Next to him, Guan Zu, who was responsible for assisting the interrogation, was holding his cheek with his left hand and constantly turning a special interrogation pen with his right hand.

The two interrogation police officers had different personalities. Peng Zi was indifferent and A Zu was enthusiastic.

But there was no doubt that both of them were dedicated to their work and responsibilities.

But at this moment, the two interrogation police officers showed an indifferent attitude.

The reason for this was to increase Hong Jipeng's psychological pressure and facilitate the next interrogation process.

Peng Yixing and Guan Zu were responsible for the interrogation task, and it was precisely for this reason.

It was clear that the chariot, horse and cannon showed Hong Jipeng a fact.

That is, the National Security Department of the police force never took him, a terrorist, to heart.

Of course, this was just an attitude that made Hong Jipeng feel.

In fact, from Zhou Quan, the DCP of National Security, to the management of the National Security Department, all of them attach great importance to Hong Jipeng's situation.

Otherwise, they would not be sitting in the observation room next door now.

"Hot, tell me!"

Slowly sitting up straight, Peng Yixing clasped his hands and fingers on the table, looking at Hong Jipeng indifferently.

"What?"

Hong Jipeng, whose hands and feet were locked on the fixed interrogation chair, could only maintain a stiff and straight posture.

"Sir, what do you want to know? You have to ask it after all!"

He spoke in a hoarse voice, with a provocative look on his face.

"Hot, I advise you that you don't have to continue to resist."

Peng Yixing's voice did not fluctuate at all. He followed his boss and was promoted from the grassroots level of the police force to the level of the police gendarmerie.

During this process, I don't know how many stubborn criminals he has interrogated.

Hong Jipeng's provocative attitude has long been commonplace for him.

"Even if you don't say anything, your men will speak up."

A hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes, and a sneer appeared on the corner of Peng Yixing's mouth.

"What's more, your employer Yan Guorong is sitting upstairs!"

"Cooperating with the police force is your only way out now."

Hong Jipeng's testimony is important, but it is by no means an indispensable key.

He secretly sneaked into Hong Kong Island with more than 30 terrorists. Except for two terrorists who died in internal strife.

All other terrorists are under the control of the police.

The illegal transaction between Hong Jipeng and Yan Guorong can be interrogated from the terrorists.

In addition, Yan Guorong's crime of endangering national security is established.

Even if Hong Jipeng doesn't speak, he can't escape the court's trial.

However, Zhou Quan wants to dig deep into the detailed transaction between Hong Jipeng and Yan Guorong to confirm whether his inner guess is correct.

Whether there is dereliction of duty and corruption within the three departments of the police force, namely, the Water Police District, the Customs Anti-smuggling Team, and the Immigration Department.

Directly interrogating Hong Jipeng is obviously one of the fastest and most efficient methods.

Through Hong Jipeng as a breakthrough point, Yan Guorong's side can be completely broken.

Otherwise, even if Yan Guorong is convicted of endangering the National Security Act.

However, without solid accusations, he would not take the initiative to reveal other more secret situations.

After all, Yan Guorong is very clear in his mind about being sentenced to more than ten years and life imprisonment.

At this moment, Yan Guorong is only involved in the crime of colluding with terrorists and assisting terrorists in transporting large quantities of C4 plastic explosives.

He wants to hijack the Hung Hom Cross-Harbour Tunnel and force the Hong Kong government to take back the operating rights of the Western District Cross-Harbour Tunnel, thereby madly increasing the inside information of his Wanzhong Group's stock.

At present, apart from the parties involved, Zhou Quan, who has a God's perspective, is the only one who knows clearly.

This deep-seated inside story has not been exposed, and Yan Guorong will certainly not take the initiative to take the blame on himself.

"I want to see Zhang Zaishan!"

Hong Jipeng leaned forward, but he couldn't move at all because of the restraint of the interrogation chair.

He stared at the two interrogating police officers in front of him, and almost gnashed his teeth and growled: "Police officer number 63489!"

"I want to see him as soon as possible, and I will only talk to him!"

Just now outside the abandoned factory, Zhang Zaishan's expression of a winner turning a blind eye to the loser made Hong Jipeng extremely resistant in his heart.

For more than seven years, he missed Zhang Zaishan all the time and wanted to skin him alive.

Hong Jipeng hated being betrayed the most, not to mention that Zhang Zaishan personally arrested his younger brother Hong Jibiao.

This time when he sneaked into Hong Kong Island, Hong Jipeng not only made a deal with Yan Guorong.

He also wanted to rescue his younger brother and take revenge on Zhang Zaishan.

As a result, who would have thought that his plan had not officially started, but it was already defeated by the police force and brother forces like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

Whether Hong Jipeng was ready to speak out was something only he knew in his heart.

But what was certain was that he was very much looking forward to meeting Zhang Zaishan and reminiscing about the past.

“Dong Dong Dong!”

Peng Yixing raised his hand and slammed the table heavily. His expression became even colder, and his whole body exuded a chill that kept strangers away.

"Pujie, what do you think this place is? What do you think your situation is?"

Since the moment both parties entered the interrogation room, their confrontation has been thoroughly launched.

The demeanor of Peng Yixing and Guan Zu, as well as the fact that Peng Yixing did not ask any questions directly during the interrogation, are all for the purpose of controlling the initiative in the interrogation.

And Hong Jipeng's provocation and conditions are also for this reason.

How could Peng Zi, who has rich interrogation experience, let Hong Jipeng succeed?

If the police force had insufficient evidence, Peng Yixing would still be willing to play along with Hong Jipeng.

However, at present, Hong Jipeng is a prisoner caught by the law.

In addition, the police force still has two trump cards in their hands.

Under such a favorable situation, Peng Yixing was too lazy to play any psychological game with Hong Jipeng.

"Mr. Hong, the current Hong Kong Island is no longer the same as the one you committed the crime in the past."

Leaning back on the chair again, Peng Yixing chose to go straight to the point with a cold face.

"I think you should have heard about the establishment and implementation of the National Security Act."

"Now this bill has been thoroughly implemented, which is probably bad news for you."

"For ordinary criminals, the maximum sentence under Hong Kong Island law is only life imprisonment."

"But with your identity and the two C4 plastic bombs seized at the scene."

"Our National Security Department is fully qualified and capable of transferring you to the mainland for trial."

"By then, if you want to see your brother again, you will have to wait until the next life."

Speaking of this, Peng Yixing raised his wrist and glanced at the red five-star dial of the Bauhinia flower.

"It's one, two, four, eight now!"

"I'll give you sixty seconds. After the timer ends, there's no need for us to continue talking!"

"You still have fifty seconds to think about it!"

Because of the importance of Operation Sword, all the main operators have not had lunch yet.