The matter was simple. That fake mute had undergone 'interrogation' for two days under Dang Wenzheng and his station mates. Everyone had forgotten the man needed to eat and drink, only focusing on trying all different kinds of interrogation methods, leaving the man utterly exhausted. After all, any ordinary person would not be able to withstand it for two days, even lasting half a day would have them applauded as a 'hero'.
The station was not heavily staffed, but there was a handful of enthusiastic volunteers, unpaid and off the books, waiting to be called upon whenever additional manpower was needed. In short, there was no shortage of people, everyone took turns, no need for breaks.
Just now, a temporary recruit seized the opportunity when the interrogated man was trying to drift off to sleep. He took a gong and struck it beside the man's ear.
