Chapter 353: Precise Finishing Blow

Zhang Fuchi's expression did not change much, he just looked at him silently, his expression was very calm.

At this time, Cen Lian felt the aura of a drug lord from him - a unique temperament that knew he was about to be shot, so he was not afraid of boiling water.

"In fact, we didn't come to you to ask you something, but mainly to come to see you after the mission was over," Cen Lian simply changed his tone, "By the way, I want to tell you that Yu Huafeng committed suicide, and Hu Chao was captured by us with your newly developed samples, and now he is lying in the hospital and can't move."

When he said this, his tone was very calm, as if he was talking about what to eat for lunch today.

Until he finished speaking, Zhang Fuchi's expression on his face did not change much, but as long as you observe carefully, you can find that his current emotions are not as calm as his face shows. Cen Lian has long noticed that when he talked about Hu Chao, Zhang Fuchi's muscles were tense for a moment, and his legs trembled slightly unnaturally, as if he was trying to control his emotions.

Wu Qiushan's eyes swept over him, and he also saw that Zhang Fuchi was not calm.

"Oh, that's the sentence I asked the instructor to bring to you," Cen Lian continued step by step, "I remember that Tan Ximing had his back to you before he died."

He turned around and said, "After you said that to him, you fired the bullet directly, and the bullet passed through here."

Cen Lian turned around and gestured on his chest.

"He said something to you before he died, and his voice was very low. It should be only the two of you who heard it." Cen Lian sat down at the interrogation table again, "We will find you soon."

Zhang Fuchi's eyes suddenly widened after Cen Lian said this, even with a bit of disbelief and horror.

Cen Lian did hear Tan Ximing say this during the synaesthesia, but at that time the case was still under investigation and it was still a long way from catching Zhang Fuchi, so Cen Lian could conclude that this was just a cruel word Tan Ximing said to Zhang Fuchi before he died.

But this cruel word at this moment seems particularly terrifying.

"How did you know?" Zhang Fuchi finally spoke his first words since entering the interrogation room.

The interrogation of him before was not smooth. Jin Qunfeng and Lu Wenbin's round-robin interrogation did not make him say a word. According to Lu Wenbin's description, if they interrogated like that, even a stone in the cesspool would have spoken, but Zhang Fuchi still said nothing.

Qu Zihan almost laughed out loud on the side. She didn't know how Cen Lian heard that Tan Ximing said such a sentence before his death, but it was obvious that Zhang Fuchi was more afraid of the revenge of ghosts in the underworld than the legal punishment in the world of the living.

Although this is completely unscientific, it does work against such people.

"Guess how we know?" So Qu Zihan smiled and added fuel to the fire, "Could it be that Tan Ximing told us himself?"

Zhang Fuchi was visibly shocked.

Cen Lian laughed and didn't continue to follow Tan Ximing's words, "Don't be nervous, we are police officers, we have to be scientific."

After saying this, he began the routine questioning.

Although Zhang Fuchi remained silent, his mental state was not very good.

In the third minute of his silence, Cen Lian raised his head and smiled at the left corner of the interrogation room.

In the seventh minute of Zhang Fuchi's silence, Wang Yuanteng raised his teacup and gestured to that corner.

In the eleventh minute of Zhang Fuchi's silence, Qu Zihan glanced at that corner and mouthed "thank you for your hard work".

Zhang Fuchi, who had been paying attention to their actions, completely collapsed.

"I'll tell you what you want to ask." He finally spoke.

Wang Yuanteng went out and called Lu Wenbin, who had returned to the door of the interrogation room at some point, and told him everything they had done.

Lu Wenbin was somewhat speechless, "Although we are not afraid of inducing confessions when we are fighting against drug trafficking, you are too unmaterialistic."

"What's unmaterialistic about it?" Wang Yuanteng gestured for him to look through the glass at the location where they had been performing without physical objects just now, "There is a hidden surveillance camera in the interrogation room above, you know that."

Lu Wenbin: ...

He now really wants to ask the comrade in the monitoring room about the psychological shadow area.