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Zhang Feng was tossed back and forth for several times. When they were exhausted and seemed to give up, Zhang Feng suddenly opened his eyes vaguely.

But the sudden strong light suddenly stabbed in, making him involuntarily want to stretch out his hand to block his eyes, but the shackles on his body made a sound. At this time, he found that the chair he sat in had completely bound himself, and he couldn't move at all.

Interrogator a saw that Zhang Feng was moving. He directly threw the water float into the bucket. The ladle crashed in, and a splash of water splashed out and directly landed on Zhang Feng's trouser legs. He saw that Zhang Feng was wet all over. His whole face looked more pale and trembled in the chair.

"All right, let's start, and finally wake this guy up." interrogator a said to his companion, and then wiped his hands with a towel. The little bastard's hands were red with cold.

After wiping his hands, interrogator a threw the towel on the chair at will, picked up the stack of data just given to him by his senior brother and patted it on the table. Although the interrogation has not yet started, he is full of posture and seems to want to swallow Zhang Fengsheng alive.

He sat down, opened the first page of the file, glanced and asked, "what's your name? How old, where do you live, who else in the family, and do you know what crime you have committed?" after a series of programmed questions, he raised his eyes and stared at Zhang Feng coldly.

At the moment, Zhang Feng sat in a chair, his face hidden on the edge of darkness and light. There was no light in the cabin, only a desk lamp on the interrogation table as the only light source. Zhang Feng soon adapted to the immediate environment.

He looked at his hands and feet. They were all tied up. Then he looked at the two people sitting opposite. They looked impatient and seemed to have no patience with themselves. Zhang Feng felt the pain of his head like an explosion. He opened his mouth to talk, but found that his throat was as dry as fire, and he couldn't make a sound.

"What's your question? Don't linger with me here. Your crime has been fully mastered by us. Do you still want to deny it? Now you just need your confession. Don't waste everyone's time, otherwise you'll feel better!" interrogator a saw Zhang Feng without saying a word and directly picked up a book on the table and threw it over.

I saw the hard shell book draw an arc in the air and hit Zhang Feng's forehead accurately. With a "bang", the corner of the hard shell book directly drew a blood mark on Zhang Feng's forehead. Zhang Feng even had no time to dodge, so he could only stand by it.

Zhang Feng swallowed his saliva and wriggled his throat. He said, "water... Water..." although he didn't know why he was here, right? These two people look very bad. Don't let yourself suffer too much.

"Feng'er, don't fight. It's hard for us to explain when we leave Mingshang. He seems to say he wants to drink water and get him some water. Otherwise," Huang Bo, who sat aside, felt a little uneasy and whispered to stab Feng Chao next to him.

Feng Chao obviously didn't take this seriously. Instead, he felt that Huang Bo was timid. How could he try the case and ask the prisoner's words in the future? It seems that it's not unreasonable for senior brothers to dislike him.

Isn't this how all the people in this bureau are judged? What does he mean by pointing fingers now. However, because Feng Chao and Huang Bo are students of the same period, they are very close on weekdays, so it's hard for him to say anything.

However, he was not so kind to get water for Zhang Feng. He stood up again, directly scooped a spoonful of ice water, grabbed Zhang Feng's hair, pulled it back, and then poured it directly into Zhang Feng's mouth with a ladle. Zhang Feng's face was watered by the sudden ice water.

The water ran down his neck along the corner of his mouth. The water poured into his mouth kept coming out of his nostrils because he didn't have time to swallow it. Zhang Feng couldn't help coughing violently. For a moment, his originally pale face turned red.

"Have you had enough? If you've had enough, give me an original account of the matter, so you or I can't waste time here with me. What do you think you can consume?" Feng Chao knocked Zhang Feng's head with a water ladle.

Zhang Feng is like being immersed in an ice cellar. He looks at Feng Chao and Huang Bo and says, "it's so cold..." Zhang Feng doesn't know what he has done and how he was caught.

He didn't go back so late and didn't know whether his parents were worried. Zhang Feng thought that he should call home anyway and tell them not to worry.

"Sir, I want to call home." Zhang Feng looked at Huang Bo. He felt that the man seemed to have a good face and didn't know whether he could make it. But now his head seems to have been hit by something, as if there was a tearing pain.

Zhang Feng can't even remember what he did today. His memory is all vague. Zhang Feng tries to recall his life and things. Unfortunately, there are few fragments in his mind. Instead, he remembers the previous things more clearly. Zhang Feng is a little flustered in his heart.

Feng Chao saw that the boy not only didn't answer his questions well, but also wanted to make a phone call. Now can he make a phone call? What does he think of here, the cinema? Playground? ha-ha.

Feng Chao saw that the other party was so unworthy. Obviously, he deliberately delayed their time and fought guerrillas with them here. If they can't do such a thing as the senior brother told them, how can they continue to do it tomorrow.

Feng Chao picked up a baseball bat directly from the corner, picked up the rag and wrapped it directly on the baseball bat. Without saying a word, he went to Zhang Feng and beat him hard.

I saw the stick falling on Zhang Feng's body and head like sporadic raindrops, and Zhang Feng couldn't move at all. He could only hold on with his teeth, but he didn't even say a word. He was just thinking about what was going on, where he came from and how he was locked up. His memory seemed to have lost a large piece.

After a while, I saw a stream of blood flowing down from Zhang Feng's head. Originally, he was still wet. Now he was mixed with blood. Zhang Feng immediately became a blood man. Feng Chao didn't want to spare Zhang Feng at all.

He did it very quickly and ruthlessly. He followed his senior brothers' way and didn't do it hard. These people didn't tell the truth, but the boy seemed to be able to resist beating. He didn't beg for mercy even when he was beaten. It seems that he is still a hard bone.

Feng Chao's eyes showed a very fierce look. It seemed that he didn't turn Zhang Feng into a trick. He was unwilling, "let's see if you do it or not. You really think you're traveling and want to call? I tell you, you can't be the master when you enter this door!"

Feng Chao said that another mess fell on Zhang Feng. Zhang Feng could no longer concentrate on the previous things. He just felt that the one who was beaten had begun to numb and didn't seem to hurt much. The only thing he couldn't help but hurt was his head.

It seems to be twisted by something and then torn. Zhang Feng feels that his head is about to explode. This feeling is particularly obvious whenever he wants to concentrate on something. His facial expression is very painful.

This made Feng Chao who was beating him feel great satisfaction. The more painful Zhang Feng was, the more excited he was, and the faster he started. Soon Zhang Feng was beaten to death by him.

However, except for a hard blow on Zhang Feng's head, Feng Chao's other places were around those fatal parts. After all, he just wanted to teach him a lesson. He didn't want to kill him. Just now, Zhang Feng stretched out his head and seemed to want to get the blood.

"Feng'er, it's almost enough. Don't make trouble for people. You see, he's in such a poor health. Don't fold in our place at that time. It's unclear at that time." Huang Bo couldn't help worrying when he saw that Feng Chao was not soft at all.

It was already cold today, and now it's night. It's already cloudy in the house. If he's allowed to have any problems here, they can't afford to blame him at that time.

This is a trouble. It's better to kick out early after the trial. It has nothing to do with them. Feng Chao doesn't know what's going on today. It seems that he can't get along with the water. People say he wants to drink water, but he can't fill it like this.

Although Huang Bo doesn't quite agree with Feng Chao's practice, they have always been asked by Feng Chao during the interrogation. He records that it's ok if they don't speak to those naughty elements at ordinary times, but the man in front of him obviously has no strength to bind the chicken, and he just woke up. It seems a little too much.

Although Feng Chao felt strange about Zhang Feng's just behavior, it was not impossible for Zhang Feng to do so. After all, the man had been injured before he came in. He estimated whether the boy had damaged his brain. It seems that he can't spend too long with him.

Feng Chao threw the baseball bat, directly scooped up a spoonful of ice water and poured Zhang Feng through from beginning to end. Zhang Feng was excited by the cold water and immediately woke up. Now he feels like he is in jiuzhong hell. He just wants to go out and see the sun again!

Zhang Feng feels that he still has a lot of things to do. He can't spend all his time here. Can he go out in advance as long as he cooperates with them? Can't he remember what he did in this period of time?

Zhang Feng vaguely remembers that he has money, a villa and a car, his parents are alive, and he is in the antique business. What's wrong with his business? But now he can't call. He doesn't know who he should ask for help.

Feng Chao returned to his position. He opened the stack of files and continued to interrogate: "I tell you, from now on, you'd better cooperate with me, otherwise I have 100 ways to make your life worse than death. If you want to feel better, don't mess with me. If you insist on fighting me, I'm afraid you'll regret it!"

"Pa!" Feng Chao clapped his hand on the table, "name! Age! Home address! Work unit!" then he turned a lamp on the interrogation table directly to Zhang Feng's face!