Bruce gave him an unmoved look.
I'm all lying down? Still kidding you?
Don't you see any image?
You are thinking too much!
"You don't believe it...oh, it seems you don't care!"
The man who spoke nodded and said: "Well, it seems that you are very confident in your identity. Your identity is indeed real. There is also a normal social insurance number in the system, but you don't have any energy, even academically. It’s completely blank, do you know what that means?”
Bruce still didn't speak, and even closed his eyes.
The man smiled: "Sir, I am not your enemy. There is no need for you to resist me like this! I know that this matter has nothing to do with you, but I also know that you probably know a lot of inside information. Tell me and I can agree to a limited condition. !”
"By the way, I forgot to mention, my name is Bill Hofchis. If you have friends in the military and police circles, I think you should have heard my name!"
Bruce still said nothing.
Investigator Bill waited quietly for three minutes before shaking his head and getting up: "Okay, it seems you haven't thought it through yet. I can give you about an hour. I hope that after an hour, we can have a friendly communication, otherwise we will have to wait for a while." What happened may be something neither of us wants to see!"
Bill made a gesture and left the interrogation room directly with his two men.
"Boss, why are you so gentle to him?"
"I think we can resort to direct means! He's just an ordinary homeless man. Even if he doesn't have a past, he's probably related to the intelligence agency at most. He might still be removed from the list. There's no need to worry!"
Two of his men said one after another.
Bill waved his hand and led the two of them back to the observation room next to him. Through the one-way glass, he saw that Bruce had no intention of opening his eyes. After sitting calmly for a while, he simply lay down on the interrogation table, even if his hands were covered. He held on firmly, as if he was not affected in any way.
"Look! His mood is a little too stable. We have met similar people before, what are their identities?" Bill asked.
The two men looked at each other.
"Investigator from an intelligence agency!"
“Private security company with strong background!”
"A guy who is involved with some congressmen!"
"Billionaires or those rich second generation."
"Look, you have already said it yourself. If you are able to be so calm in the face of us, or even be able to completely ignore us, you must be either powerful or rich, and it happens that neither of these two people is what we want. Offended."
Bill stared at Bruce and said indifferently: "Be patient. Since things have reached this point this time, rushing will not help! What we need to do now is to collect as much intelligence as possible, collect confessions, and track down the man last night." Traces of the madman, then wait for orders from superiors!”
The two men looked at each other. Although they were a little reluctant, they also knew that this is how the world works, and no one can change it!
Gao Ning also didn't expect that the other party would retreat after just a little probing. In his opinion, such a terrible massacre occurred last night, and FBI personnel had already appeared, so naturally he would do everything possible to find clues. Catch Jason as quickly as possible.
But now it seems that they don't think so.
Is this what America calls procedural justice?
…
In the next few days, the FBI was still investigating the matter leisurely. As the team leader, Bill had reported the relevant investigation progress to his superiors three times in a row, and always waited for orders when receiving a reply.
In this way, the investigation team will be less anxious.
Now the witnesses are being interrogated slowly every day, and even though they have described what they saw over and over again, they are still being cross-examined.
This caused the witnesses to become extremely annoyed, and some even lost control of their tempers and became angry.
But even so, these unlucky guys are still being held here and can't go anywhere!
The motel had been processed, the corpses and blood stains had been removed, and it was now an empty house.
It is said that because of the death of the staff, the boss behind the scenes fell into a debt crisis and was temporarily unable to take care of business.
In the past few days, Bill would run to see Bruce almost every once in a while, trying to get some useful information from him.
But the result is the same every time.
Bruce never said a word, and even if they secretly tried some tricks, such as turning down the air conditioner, giving him a cup or two of coffee, deliberately delaying the delivery of dinner, or even simply forgetting about it, it had no effect at all.
Bruce is like a breathing dummy. Except for eating and sleeping, no matter what others do at other times, it seems to have nothing to do with him.
Gao Ning, who had been observing this for several days, couldn't help but feel convinced in his heart.
This guy's laziness has reached the limit.
In the past, I was just too lazy to move, but now I am simply too lazy to speak.
In the past few days, Jason, who had recovered as before, once again embarked on the road of killing.
I don’t know if it’s because of the influence of the real dream, or Jason’s instinct to chase the side with more people.
He had been chasing Yingying Fang Shaobo along the highway.
Not only is he incredibly fast but he also has the ability to appear and disappear.
He obviously walks on two feet and has to deal with the guys he encounters along the way. The distance he moves every day is an astonishing four to five hundred kilometers.
Fortunately, Fang Shaobo and the others were taking turns driving, and the wheels kept running 24 hours a day, so they could cover a distance of more than a thousand kilometers every day.
Otherwise, Jason would have caught up with him long ago.
During this process, many media outlets received revelations about Jason’s murder.
But unlike what they had expected, these media actually chose to ignore it, and none of them reported it to the outside world.
This made Fang Shaobo a little disappointed.
For this reason, they even delayed a little bit and tied up the editor-in-chief of a major newspaper while passing by a city.
However, the editor-in-chief was also a little confused about the questions they asked.
Because in his opinion, the things written by Fang Shaobo and the real photos they provided were indeed explosive.
If he saw it, he would put it in the newspaper without hesitation.
He believed that there were definitely many guys who had the same vision as him, but now that there were no reports, there was only one possibility.
Blocked by superiors!
Don't think that the United States has no way to control public opinion.
There are very few news media that dare to confront violent organizations, but they are definitely rare.
But what puzzled Lan Weiwei was that if the higher-ups really knew about Jason, why didn't they stop it?
Although Jason is immortal, he is not invincible!
On the contrary, if you find the right way, this guy is easy to deal with!
With the American military's urinary attitude, there is absolutely no reason to leave Jason alone!
What a weird world!
