South to North: A Prison Guard at the Beginning

Soon, Mingyu came in with a high-intensity desk lamp. Yuan Mu took it and placed it on the interrogation table.

"Come! Bring him to me!" Yuan Mu waved his hand.

"Yes!" Mingyu nodded, then walked to Wei He, pulled him up, pushed him to the interrogation table, and brought a chair for him to sit down.

"Wei He, I'll give you another chance to answer my question." Yuan Mu put his hand on the lamp switch and looked at Wei He.

"Comrade Inspector, I really don't know what you are talking about. I did have a gun, but I didn't do anything else." Wei He spoke weakly.

"Okay!" Yuan Mu shrugged and turned on the desk lamp. The dazzling light shone directly on Wei He's face.

The interrogation room was originally light-proof, and the sudden strong light made Wei He unable to open his eyes. He subconsciously used his hands to block the light.

"Mingyu, tie him up."

"Okay!" Mingyu laughed, then took out a bundle of ropes from under the interrogation table and tied Wei He to the chair in a few seconds, making him unable to move.

Wei He was really feeling uncomfortable now. He hadn't slept for more than 30 hours and was feeling sleepy. He thought that after being beaten he could go back to the detention room to have a nap, but he didn't expect that the other party had no intention of letting him sleep at all.

"Give me his head!" Yuan Mu pointed at Wei He and shouted.

Mingyu simply grabbed Wei He's hair and forced Wei He's head towards the lamp.

"Watch it for a while, I'm going to go out and get some fresh air." Yuan Mu nodded and then said to Mingyu.

"Brother Mu, don't worry." Mingyu nodded.

Then Yuan Mu walked out of the interrogation room, took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep puff. It would be too slow to attack alone now. The most important thing was that the other two were injured, so some of the methods could not be used.

"Xiao Yuan, what's wrong? Did you speak?" At this time, Captain Jiang came over and asked.

"Oh, Captain Jiang, no, this kid is really stubborn." Yuan Mu nodded and greeted him.

"Okay, come with me to the office first." Captain Jiang nodded.

"Okay! That's Youyu! Come on, go in and help Mingyu! Don't let that kid sleep!" Yuan Mu nodded and shouted to a police officer not far away.

"Okay, Brother Mu!" A handsome young man over 1.80 meters tall ran over. His name was Youyu, and he was also a police officer from Team 5.

【Thanks to the gift from big brother “Not as good as the worst but better than the worst”. 】

In Captain Jiang’s office.

"Xiao Yuan, we need to get this group of people to confess in this case as soon as possible. The higher-ups have given orders that a lot of drugs have flowed into the Northeast recently. If we still can't pry them open, the higher-ups will hand over the three people to the comrades in the Public Security Bureau for handling." Captain Jiang said solemnly while sitting on a chair.

Hearing this, Yuan Mu's expression became serious. These people were arrested by Yuan Mu, so he asked the criminal police team to handle it. However, this matter involved too many people. If the criminal police team could not pry out useful information, then the superiors would definitely replace them.

"Captain Jiang, don't worry. I'll be in the team these days. I will definitely pry open the mouths of these three guys!" Yuan Mu nodded.

"Okay! Just let me know if you need my cooperation. You can mobilize the resources and manpower of the entire team at will. There is only one goal: to pry the information out of their mouths!"

"Yes! I promise to complete the task!"

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That night Yuan Mu and the fifth team took turns guarding Wei He. They didn't beat you or scold you, they just tortured you like torturing a hawk.

There are two people in a group, and the eight people are divided into four groups, with each group taking turns for three hours. Of course, not beating or scolding does not mean not talking. The eight people take turns to destroy Wei He's psychological defenses.

Wei He has a mother at home who is over 60 years old and has a daughter in elementary school. She took advantage of this weakness and constantly attacked his heart.

Finally, on the third day, Wei He couldn't bear it anymore. He was exhausted both physically and mentally, and he almost collapsed mentally.

Although he is a drug dealer and a desperado, he has not received any anti-interrogation training. He has never been exposed to this kind of interrogation method. If he were just beaten, he would probably be able to withstand it.

But this is pure soft violence. Sometimes it is even more cruel and brutal than violence.

In the interrogation room, Wei He was sitting on a chair with handcuffs on, his head drooped, his eye circles darker than those of a giant panda, he looked extremely haggard, and his pupils were dilated.

At the interrogation table, Yuan Mu and Ming Yu sat here, and You Yu stood aside.

"Tell me, are the things in the pocket yours?" Yuan Mu looked at Wei He and said.

Wei He nodded with difficulty.

"Yes."

"What's inside?"

"Drugs. Opium."

"Where did it come from?"

Wei He swallowed and raised his head with difficulty.

"Can you let me get some sleep first?"

"Bang!" Yuan Mu slammed the table.

"Wei He! Don't push your luck! Cooperating with the police is your only way out! Speak now!"

After hesitating for a moment, Wei He sighed and then stretched out his hand.

"Give me a cigarette!"

Yuan Mu winked at Youyu, who nodded. He then took out a cigarette and gave it to him, lighting it.

Wei He took a deep puff of cigarette, exhaled the thick smoke, and seemed to be a little more energetic.

"The things were given by San Tou Qiang."

"Who is San Tou Qiang and where is he from?" Yuan Mu raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Santouqiang is a drug dealer in Shenzhen. He is my superior. I am usually responsible for shipping." Wei He seemed to have accepted his fate and did not hide it.

"What about Li Xiangdong? Isn't San Tou Qiang his superior?"

"No."

"So what exactly does Li Xiangdong do?"

"He hardly ever hangs out with us. This time he came to the Northeast to meet someone." Wei He shook his head.

"Aren't you his brother? Don't you know?" Yuan Mu frowned.

"We are brothers, but there are many things he won't tell us."

"So Shao Gang and the dead Ding Meng, are you three usually together?"

"Yes, Gangzi, Mengzi and the three of us are responsible for bulk cargo." Wei He nodded.

"Where does San Tou Qiang usually go? Tell us the specific address and contact information!" Yuan Mu glanced at Ming Yu and continued to ask.

Wei He had nothing to hide and told everything.

"Do you know any other bulk cargo sellers? Tell us all." Yuan Mu continued to ask.

"There is a person called Haozi who has contacted us, and there is another person called Li Daqing who has contacted us. The others are from other regions."

"Tell me the detailed addresses and contact information of these people." Hearing Wei He's words, Yuan Mu was delighted. It seemed that this would be another great achievement.

Yuan Mu likes to do this kind of thing the most, which can both make achievements and contribute to society.