Chapter: 55

Wang Zhong sighed deeply again: "Captain Wei...Captain Wei's daughter is so beautiful."

Wei Zhenguo went out in the afternoon, and returned the next morning with heavier eye bags and deeper wrinkles.

The one he brought back with him was a young man less than 20 years old, short and thin, with a nonchalant expression, only his eyes rolled quickly.

As soon as the formalities were completed, Wei Zhenguo immediately led people into the interrogation room.

The criminal police team's interrogation room is located on the first floor, just a small room of thirty to forty square meters.

There are iron bars in the middle of the room, separated by iron doors and iron locks. The half of the room next to the iron railing door is the interrogation area, where desks, computers and chairs are placed. And one end inside is the suspect restricted area, with only a single interrogation chair.

The elegant name of the interrogation chair in the industry is "tiger stool". The chair is made of all steel, and the lower end is fixed on the ground. The legs of the chair are equipped with ankle rings that just wrap around the suspect's ankles. The armrests are equipped with bracelets that wrap around the suspect's wrist. The backrest is hung with a police rope to tie the suspect's body on the chair.

This set of restraints not only prevents the suspect from violently injuring others, but also prevents him from harming himself.

For the police force, any injury in the interrogation room for any reason needs to be treated with caution, and it cannot be explained by a simple sentence or two.

"Open." Wei Zhenguo supported the criminal suspect with his hands, motioning for his colleagues to open the door.

Click.

The iron locked iron door opened.

Wei Zhenguo entered with the suspect, and signaled his colleagues to close the door.

Click.

The iron gate is closed with an iron lock.

After two beeps, the indifference on the suspect's face disappeared quietly.

Wei Zhenguo then pointed to the tiger stool and said, "Sit in."

The suspect swallowed: "Why? What crime have I committed?"

"Stop talking." Wei Zhenguo frowned, he could hold a mutton skewer without falling to the ground, and this time he was not used to the other party, and together with a colleague, he easily restrained him into the interrogation chair.

There were a few more "clicks", the lock was fully closed, and the suspect's brows could not help but frown, as if he could hold a cotton swab.

Click.

Kaka.

Wei Zhenguo and his colleagues opened the iron door and went out, closed the door, and sat on the office chairs opposite.

The walls of the interrogation room were extremely thick and sound-absorbing. After closing the outer door, the entire room was completely silent.

Disturbing silence.

Even those who have entered the interrogation room will still be depressed when they enter again.

Wei Zhenguo sullenly asked his colleague to ask first.

After the routine name and age, seeing the suspect's mood stabilized, Wei Zhenguo said darkly, "Lu Xin, do you know how we caught you?"

"I...you arrested the wrong person." Lu Xin stiffened her neck.

"People leave traces, and geese leave their voices. Now that technology is so advanced, what did you do, we really don't know?" Wei Zhenguo raised his voice and said, "I can send you in without giving a confession. You don't confess , the sentence will be longer."