180: I'd rather die than tell.

Lei Zhen laughed heartily: "Didn't you say just a moment ago that you were so awesome you could handle both the underworld and the police? How come you've become an ordinary citizen now?"

Zhang Liang still glared at Lei Zhen, baring his teeth: "If you have the guts, just kill me. As long as I'm alive for one more day, I'll have your entire family wiped out!"

Lei Zhen walked up and slapped him: "I'm an orphan; my whole family has been dead for a long time. If you keep running your mouth, believe it or not, I'll personally take a dump and shove it in your mouth?"

Seeing the ferocious look on Lei Zhen's face, Zhang Liang was too scared to speak.

Because judging by the other guy's style of doing things, this fellow might not just be saying it to scare him.

A dump, who could handle that?

Seeing that Zhang Liang had wilted, Lei Zhen finally said: "If you're obedient, I'll have Bajie wash your mouth out later. But if you're disobedient, I can still have it washed, but I can't guarantee what I'll use to wash it."

Zhang Liang had just been hit by a foul assault and didn't want to make things worse for himself, so he had no choice but to keep his mouth tightly shut.

After a while, Zhu Xiaojun returned. Lei Zhen had Zhu Xiaojun bring a bottle of mineral water for Zhang Liang to rinse his mouth, then moved him to another, cleaner old warehouse.

After all, the previous place already smelled atrocious; not to mention Zhang Liang, even Lei Zhen couldn't stand it himself.

Zhang Liang was still tied to the chair. He looked at Lei Zhen: "Since you are police, why did you tie me up here? Why didn't you take me to the police station?"

Everyone realized only now that Zhang Liang had actually guessed their identities.

Lei Zhen said calmly: "I don't need to explain anything to you. You just need to tell me what I want to know."

"What do you want to know?" Zhang Liang asked.

"The child, where did you take the child?" Lei Zhen asked straightforwardly.

"What child?" Zhang Liang's eyes flickered; he was clearly faking it.

"Stop acting." Lei Zhen said: "Earlier, you and that shorty Wang Rui stole an SUV from a chicken farm, then drove to follow Xie Yongxing's sulfuric acid transport truck. In the end, your two vehicles got into a chase, Xie Yongxing's transport truck rushed off the highway, and then you got out of the car, took the things from under the truck, and took Xie Yongxing's child away, right?"

After speaking, Lei Zhen stared intently at Zhang Liang with his large, scrutinizing eyes.

"You... what are you talking about? I don't understand a word of it." Zhang Liang continued to play dumb: "What sulfuric acid truck, what child? I don't know what you're talking about."

"Zhang Liang, do you really think no one knows about the things you've done?" Lei Zhen grabbed him by the throat: "Rape, trafficking women, drug dealing, illegal detention, intentional injury—is there any shortage of bad things you've done?

With the crimes currently on your head, you deserve to die a hundred times over. Only if you reveal the whereabouts of the child will I count it as rendering meritorious service to atone for your crimes, and you might still have a chance to live!"

"What are you talking about? I don't understand." Zhang Liang stiffened his neck: "You are police, don't think you can just dump dirty water on my head. I'm telling you, you guys are already breaking the law right now. Do you know the consequences of police torture? You're going to jail."

"You're even lecturing us now?" Zhu Xiaojun also shouted: "We are the ones asking the questions now. You'd better get your attitude straight. If you act like this again, I can go out and take another dump."

Zhu Xiaojun's words directly extinguished Zhang Liang's arrogance.

Lei Zhen, however, looked indifferent: "If you don't want to talk, that's fine. Then we'll just keep playing."

After saying that, he looked at Zhu Xiaojun: "Strip his clothes off."

Zhu Xiaojun was stunned: "Strip his clothes?"

"That's right." Lei Zhen said: "The weather is so hot, I'm afraid he'll get heatstroke."

Zhu Xiaojun's mouth twitched after hearing this. It was only 15 degrees today; he was even wearing long johns.

Zhang Liang was also dumbfounded after hearing this, breaking out in a cold sweat on the spot: "What are you doing? I'm not hot, I'm not hot at all."

"Look, you're sweating already, and you still say you're not hot?" Lei Zhen wiped Zhang Liang's forehead: "Hurry up and strip him. If you don't, he's going to catch a heat-induced cold."

"I'll help." Yin Yong also stepped forward decisively.

Just like that, the two of them stripped Zhang Liang down to just his underpants in no time.

Gu Qingcheng pulled on Lei Zhen's sleeve with some concern: "If you do this and he catches a cold, what then?"

Lei Zhen tutted: "What does his cold have to do with me? I can only blame his poor resistance."

You have to know that this warehouse was an abandoned old warehouse. Although it was sealed inside, the surrounding windows almost only had half a pane of glass left. Although the south in November wasn't considered very cold, when a gust of wind blew in, Zhang Liang still got goosebumps all over.

He was tied to the chair like this, stark naked, and started trembling all over.

"Torture, you are torturing me." Zhang Liang's voice began to tremble: "I will definitely report you. I want you to never be able to be police again. I want you to go to jail."

Lei Zhen grinned: "Stop howling. If you really can report us, go ahead and report us. I'll ask you one more time, where did the child go?"

Zhang Liang knew that even if he died, he couldn't reveal the matter about the child, so he could only grit his teeth and say:

"I don't know. Even if you beat me to death, I don't know."

Lei Zhen chuckled: "I can't be bothered to beat you. Didn't you say we were torturing you? Since it's torture, naturally, we can't leave any marks on you. Don't worry, our methods might be a bit cruel, but we definitely won't hit you."

"Then what the hell was that slap you gave me earlier?" Zhang Liang retorted loudly.

Lei Zhen grabbed his chin and looked at his cheek: "The finger marks have faded. This shouldn't be noticeable, right?"

Zhang Liang was speechless, repeating his previous line: "You are torturing me. Do you know it's illegal? Are you still police? How can police be like this?"

Lei Zhen grinned: "I'm not an ordinary cop. Running into me, you can only count yourself unlucky."

Zhang Liang sat there like that, wearing only underpants, from 11 a.m. until 2 p.m.

But he still wouldn't say anything, and at this moment, the disgust value above his head was fixed at 85, already very close to 100.

Everyone was hungry. Lei Zhen asked Zhu Xiaojun to drive and buy ingredients for hot pot. Then, Zheng Honglin took some camping equipment from the car, including a dining table, chairs, a portable stove, and so on.

The five of them finally sat around together and started cooking a fragrant hot pot.

Because he had vomited everything he could earlier, Zhang Liang was now both cold and hungry, especially when he smelled the aroma of the hot pot, making him even more famished.

He just stared longingly at the people opposite him eating with great gusto, while he could only smack his lips on the side.

"This beef tripe is not bad, it's fresh." Lei Zhen exclaimed while eating: "Junior Sister Sha, hurry up and cook the pig brain too. You have to admit, this authentic Liu Yishou hot pot base is just fragrant."

"The duck intestines are cooked too. Come, Elder Tang, you eat first." Zhu Xiaojun scooped up the duck intestines and put them into Zheng Wenchang's bowl.

"What about the crown daisy? Why don't I see the crown daisy? Bajie, didn't you buy it?" Lei Zhen asked.

"I bought it. Look for it again."

He hadn't been that hungry originally, but seeing the few people in front of him eating with such relish, Zhang Liang's stomach finally started to growl.

He finally couldn't hold out anymore: "Big brothers, can you give me some to eat too?"