13: Interrogation? He's a tough character!

Wang Zhen nodded quickly and gave the Security Officer next to him a look.

The door to the interrogation room was opened.

Chen Nian walked in.

Inside the interrogation room, Yellow-hair heard the door open and lazily lifted his eyelids.

Seeing Chen Nian walk in, a flash of surprise crossed his eyes, which then turned into even more intense disdain.

"Yo, what's this? The old one couldn't get anything out of me, so you sent a young one?"

"Let me tell you, don't waste your energy. I don't know anything. If you've got the ability, show me the evidence."

He sat with his legs crossed, looking completely unbothered.

He assumed this guy, who looked a few years younger than him, would be like the previous Security Officer, trying to reason with him and present evidence.

However, Chen Nian said nothing; he just walked forward and looked at Yellow-hair calmly.

Then, amidst Yellow-hair's stunned gaze,

he moved.

Without a word of nonsense, without the slightest warning.

One hand reached out like lightning, precisely grabbing Yellow-hair by the collar.

The other hand formed a fist and, carrying a dull sound of wind, smashed heavily into Yellow-hair's face!

"Bang!"

A dull thud.

Yellow-hair's head snapped back, and he was completely dazed.

A stream of warm liquid instantly gushed from his nasal cavity and the corners of his mouth.

He felt as if his cheek had been struck head-on by a hammer; intense pain and dizziness exploded simultaneously.

"You..."

His mouth and nose were bleeding, his face full of disbelief.

"You motherfucker, you dare to hit me?!"

"A Security Officer is hitting people! This is torture to extract a confession! This is against the law! I'm going to sue you!"

Yellow-hair roared in shock and anger.

However, the answer he got was an even colder, heavier punch from Chen Nian!

"Bang!"

This punch landed directly on his mouth.

Yellow-hair only felt darkness before his eyes, and a burst of crushing pain came from his mouth.

"Pfft—!"

He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of bloody foam, which contained two broken teeth.

The intense pain made him almost faint.

He was completely panicked.

The look in this young man's eyes was too terrifying.

It was the kind of look one gives a dead person—cold, indifferent, containing not a shred of human emotion.

He was not a Security Officer at all!

"Help!"

"He's killing me! He's killing me!"

He began to scream frantically, trying to get the people outside to come in and save him.

But Chen Nian couldn't even be bothered to say a word to him.

His response was just one punch after another!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The dull sound of impact echoed continuously in the small interrogation room.

Yellow-hair's screams, from their initial hysteria, slowly turned into painful whimpers.

In the end, he didn't even have the strength to scream anymore.

He was beaten into silence.

"Don't... don't hit me anymore..."

"I was wrong... I was wrong, Big Brother..."

"I'll confess... I'll say everything... please don't hit me anymore..."

He begged for mercy repeatedly, his voice filled with fear and collapse.

However, Chen Nian looked at Yellow-hair, who had been beaten into a pig's head, and a wicked smile curled at the corner of his mouth: "Want to talk now? It's a bit late, I haven't had enough fun yet."

As the words fell, in Yellow-hair's terrified eyes, his fist was raised again.

Outside the interrogation room.

Wang Zhen and a group of Security Officers watched the scene on the other side of the glass, dumbfounded.

The air was dead silent.

Everyone was stunned into speechlessness by the scene of brutality before them.

What had they just seen?

The young man sent by the Spiritual Energy Bureau had taken less than ten seconds from entering the room to taking action.

Not a single question asked.

No procedure followed.

Just beating!

Pure, unadulterated violence without any technique!

That petty thug who had been arrogant and overbearing just a second ago, leaving them at a loss.

At this moment, he was like a broken sandbag, pressed into the chair, enduring the storm-like beating without any power to resist.

"This... this..."

A young Security Officer swallowed hard, his voice trembling.

"This Special Agent from the Spiritual Energy Bureau... his style of doing things... is a bit brutal..."

Wang Zhen's eye twitched frantically as well.

He had been a Security Officer for twenty years and had interrogated at least eight hundred, if not a thousand, prisoners.

But he had never seen such a simple and crude scene before today.

"Captain Wang... this... shouldn't we intervene?"

Another Security Officer asked in a low voice.

Wang Zhen took a deep breath and shook his head with a complex look in his eyes.

"How can we intervene?"

"In cases involving Demonic Evils, the Spiritual Energy Bureau has the highest authority. They have the power to act first and report later; we, the local Public Security Bureau, have no right to interfere."

"Besides..."

Wang Zhen cast his gaze back to the interrogation room, watching the expressionless young man whose fists kept falling, and a chill rose in his heart.

"Do you think we even could intervene?"

Everyone fell silent.

Indeed.

The cold aura radiating from that young man, that indifference that regarded human life as nothing more than grass—

It made even them, veteran Security Officers who had seen life and death, feel a sense of palpitations.

When did the Spiritual Energy Bureau recruit such a ruthless person?

Inside the interrogation room.

Chen Nian finally stopped.

Yellow-hair lay on the table, his consciousness blurred, and with a tearful, intermittent voice, he confessed everything.

It turned out that the leader of their small Gang had accidentally encountered a severely injured Demonic Evil in the suburbs a few days ago.

To heal its wounds, the Demonic Evil gave their leader a portion of its power, asking him to help absorb human essence and blood.

Their leader then distributed this power to his subordinates, which included Yellow-hair and the others.

This group of petty thugs, having gained transcendent power, had their ambitions instantly inflated.

They were no longer satisfied with collecting protection money; instead, they attempted to rely on this power to dominate the entire underground world of the East District.

Those few dead thugs were their targets to make an example of others.

"Our... our base... is in... in the... abandoned chemical plant... in the eastern suburbs..."

"The boss... the boss will meet with that Demonic Evil... there tonight..."

After obtaining the information he wanted, Chen Nian didn't even glance at him again.

He punched him directly in the face.

Yellow-hair didn't even groan; he passed out completely.

Chen Nian straightened his slightly wrinkled sleeve, opened the door, and walked out.

He said to the dumbfounded Wang Zhen outside.

"He's passed out; leave the rest for you to clean up."

After speaking, he left straight away.

Wang Zhen and a few Security Officers looked at each other and, with complex emotions, walked into the interrogation room.

When they saw the scene inside, everyone couldn't help but gasp.

The entire interrogation room was a mess.

The table was crooked, the chair was overturned, and blood was splattered everywhere on the walls and the floor.

And the suspect, Yellow-hair, was even more miserable, slumped on the ground, covered in blood, his face swollen like a pig's head, completely unrecognizable.

Wang Zhen looked at the interrogation room, which looked like a murder scene, and swallowed hard.

Such a brutal style of doing things.

This young man was definitely a ruthless character!