Leaving the blood-filled interrogation room, Kang Chen takes a breath of the cool outside air. It's late in the middle of the night again. He used to work later than this without ever feeling that it was past his bedtime. But now, if he doesn't go home on time, he feels it's too late.
He sighs and says, "If he only spoke when he couldn't bear it anymore, then he should have broken down long ago. Why wait until now?"
Huo Er thinks for a moment, it does seem that way. The kid was handed over to Fu Dongliu as soon as he was brought back.
Fu Dongliu was notoriously brutal. He scored the highest in interrogation techniques in the military Academy. No matter how hard-hearted or cruel his methods were, he could crack the most stubborn criminals with ease.
But this kid managed to hold on until now, which is a bit off.
Huo Er asks, "Mr. Chen, are you saying that his confession is fake?"
