"Captain Han, why don't you let me give it a try? I think I can get Wang Defa to tell the truth."
As soon as these words were spoken, Chen Ke, standing next to Han Fei, looked at Xu Mo with skeptical eyes.
"You?"
Chen Ke then shook his head.
"Forget it. This guy is stubborn as hell. We've had so many people take turns interrogating him without success. You don't even know interrogation techniques. It'd be a waste of time if you went in. You'd better just rest."
When it came to interrogation, ordinary people were certainly no match for the police's expertise.
Xu Mo did have strengths in other areas.
But in terms of interrogation, Chen Ke believed Xu Mo wasn't up to the task.
"What if I can make him confess?" Xu Mo stared at Chen Ke and asked.
Chen Ke blurted out without a second thought.
"I'll call you daddy."
Hearing this, Xu Mo smiled, "Alright, don't go back on your word later."
He then turned to Han Fei.
"Let me try. You don't have any other options right now, do you? Don't worry, I have a way to make him confess. Trust me."
Han Fei thought for a moment.
In the end, he nodded, "Okay, I'll take you to the interrogation room. Give it a shot."
Xu Mo was right.
They really had no other options at this point.
The suspect wasn't confessing, and they had no crucial evidence. They'd have to release him when time was up.
Instead of continuing this stalemate, they might as well let Xu Mo try. It was worth a shot.
What if Xu Mo really had a way to make the suspect confess?
Besides, for some reason, Han Fei had a feeling that Xu Mo might have a method to make the suspect admit guilt.
After all, Xu Mo was indeed quite a 'mysterious' person!
Under Han Fei's guidance, Xu Mo arrived at the door of the interrogation room.
Inside the room sat a man with a buzz cut.
Having stayed up all night with the police officers, he wasn't in great shape, his eyelids drooping from exhaustion.
"This is the suspect," Han Fei pointed through the glass at the man in the interrogation room.
"Alright, I'll give it a try," Xu Mo nodded, preparing to open the door and enter.
Before he went in, Han Fei reminded him,
"Don't rush, wait until I finish speaking before you go in. You can ask questions, but absolutely no physical contact, understand? Torture for confession is illegal."
Xu Mo didn't respond to Han Fei's words, he just grinned.
Then he pushed open the door of the interrogation room and walked in.
The layout of the interrogation room was simple.
A chair in the center for the suspect, a small table in front with two chairs for the interrogating officer and the one recording the conversation.
There was a camera next to the table, facing the suspect, and another camera in the southwest corner of the room. On the right side was a one-way mirror, through which Han Fei and the others were watching from outside.
Xu Mo didn't want to be discovered when he administered the truth serum to the suspect.
So, as soon as he entered, he turned off the camera by the table.
He then walked to the left rear of the suspect, blocking the camera in the southwest corner.
"Did you kill the person? Confess truthfully!" Xu Mo questioned the suspect.
Han Fei: "..."
Chen Ke: "..."
Is this what Xu Mo meant by having a way?!
What kind of method is this?
Just yell once, and the person will confess?
He's really an inexperienced rookie after all.
This is too naive!
After Xu Mo finished his sentence.
The suspect lazily raised his head and glanced at Xu Mo.
"Officer, how many times do I have to tell you? I was just there to fix the drain. Stop asking, okay? I'm tired, I want to sleep."
With that, he immediately lowered his head and closed his eyes.
Seeing this, Xu Mo gave the suspect's shoulder a slap.
"I'm asking you a question, damn it. What sleep?"
At this moment.
Xu Mo took advantage of this instant to take out the truth serum from his system space and injected it into the arm he had just slapped.
The needle was very thin.
Plus, Xu Mo had just slapped the suspect's arm, so the suspect didn't feel the needle prick at all.
The front camera had been turned off by Xu Mo, so it didn't capture the moment Xu Mo injected the suspect.
The camera in the southwest corner of the room was blocked by Xu Mo's body, so it also didn't capture this scene.
As for Han Fei and the others, they were blocked by the suspect's body, creating a blind spot in their view, so they also didn't notice what Xu Mo had done.
They only saw Xu Mo hit the person.
When Han Fei saw Xu Mo use physical force, he immediately became anxious.
"I just told him not to hit anyone, why doesn't Xu Mo listen?"
Fortunately, Xu Mo hadn't hit hard earlier.
He only hit the shoulder, and at most it could only be considered as waking up the nearly asleep suspect, far from constituting torture.
Even so, Han Fei was about to go in and remind Xu Mo once again not to use physical force.
However, before he could take off his headphones and stand up to enter the interrogation room to remind Xu Mo,
An incredible scene unfolded in the interrogation room.
The suspect, who had been stubbornly refusing to confess just moments ago, now raised his head to look at Xu Mo and slowly said, "I killed the person..."
Han Fei: "???"
Chen Ke: "???"
He confessed just like that?!
Did Xu Mo put some kind of spell on this guy?
So many of them had taken turns interrogating him all night without results.
Xu Mo just went in, said two sentences, and the suspect confessed??
This must be a joke!
Not only Han Fei and Chen Ke, but Xu Mo was also stunned.
He thought to himself that the system's reward was indeed good stuff.
The effect was incredibly fast!
The next second.
Xu Mo walked back to the camera facing the suspect and turned it on.
"Wait, start from the beginning. Did you kill the person, how did you kill them, why did you kill them? Give me a detailed account."
As soon as he finished speaking.
The suspect spoke again.
"I killed the person. That day, someone called me to go fix a drain, so I went. When I asked for payment after finishing the job, she thought it was too expensive. We got into an argument, and she said some really nasty things. I lost my temper and wanted to teach her a lesson, so I pushed her head into the bathtub to discipline her a bit. When I was done, she wasn't breathing anymore. I really didn't mean to kill her."
"What about Cheng Xue? Did you kill her too?" Xu Mo continued to ask.
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
