Super Soldier in the City
Chapter 282 - 289 Interrogation

Chapter 282: Chapter 289 Interrogation

Director Wang gave a wry smile and said, "Little Lin, your boyfriend has gotten himself into quite a predicament."

Lin Qiong had just admitted that Li Yifei was her boyfriend and instinctively stepped into the role, especially since they had become involved. It seemed natural to call Li Yifei her boyfriend. She quickly asked, "Director Wang, what trouble has he gotten into exactly?"

"I don’t know what he did to offend our Deputy County Chief Song, but Deputy County Chief Song specifically ordered his arrest today."

Lin Qiong’s eyes widened in anger as she demanded, "He offended him, so he gets arrested? May I ask what crime Li Yifei has committed?"

Director Wang felt rather embarrassed being chastised by Lin Qiong and said, "Little Lin, you haven’t been a cop for long and there are things you don’t understand. Deputy County Chief Song has powerful connections up in the province. Even the County Head has to yield to him. When he speaks, we at the Sub-bureau dare not ignore it."

"So just because he has a strong background? That means he can arbitrarily arrest people? Are we police serving the leaders or serving the people?"

Director Wang’s face turned red with Lin Qiong’s accusations as he hurriedly said, "Little Lin, this wasn’t handled by me, and there’s no point directing your anger at me."

Director Wang was a decent cop. If it had been anyone else, they would have already lost their temper with Lin Qiong’s accusations.

Lin Qiong took a deep breath and apologized, "I’m sorry, Director Wang, I’m not targeting you, but this random arresting of people, it’s just too..." Lin Qiong couldn’t even find an adjective to describe the absurdity of the situation.

Director Wang sighed and said, "It’s no use arguing with me here, Little Lin. You’re now the darling of the City Bureau; the Municipal Bureau Chief thinks highly of you. Right now, you should go to him. Only he can stop this. Right now, none of us in the Sub-bureau can do anything, and the sooner the better. Otherwise, I fear your boyfriend will suffer."

Lin Qiong’s eyes widened and she exclaimed, "Suffer? Are they going to use torture to extract a confession?"

"Well... I think Mayor Song is out to get revenge on your boyfriend, so it’s very possible."

Lin Qiong was so furious her eyes reddened, and she burst out of the office door, racing down the stairs to the first floor, bumping into several people along the way. If not for her police uniform, the officers she bumped into might have cursed at her.

On one side of the first floor corridor were several interrogation rooms. Lin Qiong headed straight for them. Michelle and He Fangqing saw Lin Qiong charging over like a whirlwind. They wanted to ask her what had happened, but Lin Qiong brushed past them in a blink, and as they tried to follow, they were stopped by the police.

After Li Yifei was brought here, he was immediately handcuffed to a heating pipe, and the police officers left right away.

Li Yifei casually fiddled with the handcuffs and slipped his hands out. Lighting a cigarette, he smoked leisurely. He wasn’t worried about being here in the slightest. If it weren’t for the high profile, he wouldn’t have let the police capture him at all.

Plus, being brought here was also part of his plan to pin a crime on Song Ziqiao, which would make dealing with the scoundrel even more effective.

Li Yifei hadn’t finished his cigarette when two police officers walked in. Both in their thirties, they were the same two who had apprehended him earlier, one named Zhao Tao and the other Zhang Sheng. Upon seeing Li Yifei still smoking, they were immediately outraged. One glared and barked, "Who let you smoke in here?"

Li Yifei had put his hands back in the handcuffs when the officers walked in. The cigarette dangled from his mouth as he exhaled and said with a smile, "You didn’t say smoking wasn’t allowed here, did you?"

"Humph, kid, you really don’t get it even at death’s door. Confess everything you did," they said, sitting down, with one ready to take notes and the other giving Li Yifei a sinister look.

Song Ziqiao had instructed them to pin some case on Li Yifei and give him a few years in prison. How to do it was up to the police.

These two officers were the most adept at such tasks in the Sub-bureau. They could easily fabricate a charge, fit it into the process of a previous case, and if Li Yifei didn’t confess, they had many ways to make him.

Li Yifei sat back against the heater, still with a smile on his face, and asked, "So what do you want me to confess to?"

Zhao Tao slammed the table and shouted, "Kid, you’d better be sensible if you don’t want to suffer. We’ve been investigating you for a long time; we know everything clearly. If you confess honestly, you could benefit from showing contrition. If you refuse to confess, we have ways to make you."

"I’d like to see what methods you have to make me confess," Li Yifei said, still calm and cool, not taking these two junior officers seriously at all.

Zhao Tao stood up abruptly, but Zhang Sheng pulled him back, giving him a look. Zhao Tao then sat down again, and Zhang Sheng asked Li Yifei, "Name."

"Li Yifei."

"Age."

"Twenty-six."

Li Yifei cooperated with the formal interrogation, curious to see what tactics these police officers planned to use against him.

After a few basic questions, Zhang Sheng stared into Li Yifei’s eyes and asked, "Where were you on June 8th this year?"

"Sorry, that was over ten days ago; I can’t remember," Li Yifei replied.

Wang Tao immediately snorted and said, "Then let me jog your memory, were you at some entertainment club?"

A smile appeared on Li Yifei’s lips, recognizing that the two officers were beginning to set a trap for him. "I never go to entertainment clubs," he said.

Wang Tao stood up and slowly said, "Is that so? Well, let me remind you further. That day, you were singing at an entertainment club, and then after going to the restroom, you bumped into a man in his forties. An argument ensued, and in a fit of anger, you stabbed the man with a knife."

The case was real, and the perpetrator had not yet been caught. Thus, the two officers pinned the case on Li Yifei, solving the crime while also pleasing Song Ziqiao by taking Li Yifei down—killing two birds with one stone.

Li Yifei couldn’t help but find it amusing. "As I said, I don’t visit entertainment clubs, so of course, I wouldn’t be stabbing someone," he retorted.

"I see you won’t cry until you see the coffin. You just won’t confess," Wang Tao walked towards Li Yifei, and somehow, he had already acquired a rubber baton in his hand.

Li Yifei exclaimed in shock, "What are you doing? This is torture to extract a confession. I’m going to report you."

"You’re mistaken; this isn’t torture to extract a confession. If I hit you, you won’t have any marks on your body. Heh heh, but I assure you, you will be in such ecstasy you’ll wish you were dead." Wang Tao licked his lips, unable to contain his excitement. He had a violent streak and used to enjoy beating up detainees, but recent stricter regulations prevented the casual mistreatment of suspects, which frustrated him. Now, he saw an opportunity to indulge himself on Li Yifei.

"You can’t do this to me; it’s illegal," Li Yifei continued to shout, his voice growing even louder.

"Talking law to me? Do you know where you are? This is the Public Security Bureau, and here, I am the law," Wang Tao laughed heartily then swung his arm around, bringing the rubber baton crashing down towards Li Yifei’s shoulder.

"Ahh!" With the sound of the baton hitting flesh, Li Yifei let out a piercing scream of agony.

However, beneath Li Yifei’s screams lay a muffled grunt from Wang Tao because that baton had not hit Li Yifei at all. The baton, which was supposed to land on Li Yifei’s shoulder, missed, and with the full force of the swing, Wang Tao ended up hitting his own leg.

Zhang Sheng almost laughed out loud. It had been a while since Zhao Tao had made such a blunder, and if word got out, Zhao Tao would be deeply embarrassed. Zhang Sheng did not suspect anything unusual about the incident.

Zhao Tao, too, thought it was just a mistake on his part. As for missing Li Yifei and the latter’s loud screams, it must have been because Li Yifei was scared. Fortunately, Zhao Tao had controlled his strength before hitting his leg, so the impact wasn’t too severe, but it was still humiliating for him—not only had he failed to hit a handcuffed man, but he had also injured himself.

Swinging the baton again, Zhao Tao aimed for Li Yifei’s shoulder with a horizontal blow this time.

But although the baton seemed to hit Li Yifei, there was no feedback of impact, as if Li Yifei were coated in oil, and the baton just slid right off him.

The force Zhao Tao used in that swing was considerable, and missing his target felt like throwing a heavy punch into cotton, with no way to release the energy. The baton nearly flew out of his hand before he managed to regain his grip. The feeling was indescribably uncomfortable.

"Ah, help, murder!" Li Yifei suddenly screamed loudly, leaving Zhao Tao confused. It seemed like he hadn’t hit Li Yifei at all, yet Li Yifei was crying out as if in severe pain. Could it be that, having not used force recently, Zhao Tao had lost his sense of judgment regarding strength, striking so hard that he felt nothing when hitting someone?

Zhao Tao couldn’t make heads or tails of it, but the baton in his hand didn’t stop. Each time he swung at Li Yifei, he shouted, "Will you talk or not? If not, I’ll keep hitting you until you do."

"I haven’t broken the law, what can I say? Ah, it hurts, help!" Li Yifei’s voice was hoarse with exertion, as if he was experiencing great pain. However, Zhao Tao’s swings continued relentlessly, increasingly frustrating since each appeared to hit nothing. Nevertheless, Li Yifei’s cries seemed to confirm impact, and his shrieks simultaneously excited Zhao Tao. Despite the discomfort of his futile blows, the thrill kept him from stopping.

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