Jingfeng Sub-bureau.
In the interrogation room, Tong Taishi was going mad.
"Aaaaah!"
Since he had been brought in, he had been close to hysterics for nearly four hours. The interrogation staff had been changed three times, but still nothing had been asked out of him.
He kicked chairs and pounded tables furiously, bellowing and shrieking, his mind in disarray.
"Let me see a lawyer, I want to see a lawyer!"
"Aaaaah!"
He flipped the table over, his face twisted, veins bulging, and claimed, "I'm sick, I'm ill!"
"Send me to the hospital!"
"Aaaaah!"
He banged his head against the wall with intense ferocity, hysterical.
Outside the interrogation room, Captain Lin Yaoping, in charge of the case, had just returned from a meeting.
"Still going crazy?"
Deputy Captain Zhang Qian said, "He's probably feigning insanity."
If he were truly insane, he wouldn't be doing it so purposefully, now wanting to see a lawyer, then wanting to go out for treatment.
