The room was about a hundred square meters and had two computers set up, with a blackboard hanging on the wall and a row of time clock machines for the employees next to it.
Aside from the man hanging in the middle of the room, the place looked relatively normal, where dockworkers would punch in for work.
The man being interrogated had already passed out. He had a crew cut and looked to be in his thirties, not particularly tall, but very sturdy.
"Hey... hey..." Chen Ke shook the man, hoping to pry some useful information from his mouth.
However, the man showed no sign of life. Chen Ke placed his finger under the man's nose but couldn't feel a trace of breath. Could he have been beaten to death?
He then covered the man's chest, and the heartbeat was very faint; even if he was still alive now, he wouldn't last long under these circumstances.
Chen Ke decided it was a waste of time to linger on the man and turned his attention to the two computers on the desk.
