Lin Yunyi turned her head and asked doubtfully: "What's wrong?"
"Mom, your jewelry cabinet..." Lin Ye paused and said, "Mom, I want to see your jewelry. Can you show it to me when you go back today?"
Lin Yunyi laughed, "Okay, okay, hurry up and go to class!"
Seeing Lin Yunyi's back disappearing into the corridor, Lin also let out a sigh of relief.
Lin also suspected that Song Shaochun had stolen Lin Yunyi's jewelry.
She wanted to use the excuse of looking at the jewelry to let Lin Yunyi check her jewelry to see if there was anything missing.
After capturing Cheng Jingmo, Song Shaochun went to the unit early every day to inquire about the interrogation.
Today, Song Shaochun came late.
As soon as he reached the door of the interrogation room, a subordinate came forward and reported, "Captain Song, the director asked you to find him."
Song Shaochun asked vigilantly: "What did the director say?"
The subordinate lowered his voice and said, "That guy inside is a soldier!"
According to regulations, if active military personnel commit illegal crimes, even if they are investigated and punished, they must be handed over to the military for subsequent processing.
But now, they are interrogating people almost to death.
If this was taken seriously, they would have to be prosecuted for abuse of power.
"Soldier?" Song Shaochun narrowed his eyes, "Who said that? Why didn't I know?"
"The director just scolded us!" said his subordinate, "I heard that the leader of the military region called him."
"knew."
Song Shaochun turned around and went to the director's office.
The director's anger had mostly subsided now, and he said to Song Shaochun who was standing in front of him, "Captain Song, I can understand your desire to make meritorious deeds, but you have to investigate the identity of the person you are interrogating!"
Song Shaochun lowered his head and said respectfully: "We were negligent and did not investigate his identity clearly."
The director said: "Hurry and hand it over to the army. What to do with it is their business."
"Explain to them carefully when handing over, interrogating people like this!" He added.
When Song Shaochun came back, his men had already lowered Cheng Jingmo from the iron railing.
The handcuffs hanging from the iron railing were stained red with blood and had some rotten flesh on them.
Cheng Jingmo had just eaten some dry food and water and was sitting on the interrogation chair to recover his strength.
He didn't sleep a wink for two days and two nights, didn't drink a drop of water, and was interrogated in turn. His body had reached its limit.
Just now, when he was put down, the soles of his feet were on the ground. It felt unreal. His legs were soft and weak, as if he were stepping on clouds.
When the subordinates saw Song Shaochun coming back, they walked out of the interrogation room in a tacit understanding.
"Captain Song, when will the handover be handed over?" a subordinate asked.
Song Shaochun looked at Cheng Jingmo who was sitting motionless on the interrogation chair through the glass wall, with a fierce look in his eyes.
"Since he is a soldier, he should be handed over. However, the military district must provide him with materials to prove his identity. This involves national security and cannot be taken lightly."
His subordinates looked troubled, "Captain Song, this... the director has handed over all the people, and he still needs to prove the documents. It's not easy for us to say this!"
Song Shaochun stared at him with cold eyes, "If something goes wrong, are you responsible?"
The subordinates shrank their necks and did not dare to speak.
Song Shaochun looked at everyone again and said, "I'm not trying to buy time for you. How can you hand over someone after you have interrogated him like this?"
All the subordinates murmured in their hearts: Isn't this what you ordered to be interrogated like this? !
"Tell them to prepare the materials tomorrow and hand them over the day after tomorrow at the earliest, so that he can be raised and raised, and it will be less embarrassing for everyone to send him over, right?" Song Shaochun said.
No one dared to say anything more.
"You all go out and I'll talk to him."
Everyone thought that Song Shaochun wanted to explain to Cheng Jingmo that they didn't know he was a soldier.
Song Shaochun walked into the interrogation room.
Cheng Jingmo noticed that the people who walked in were not the ones who had been interrogating him these past few days, and he opened his eyes suddenly.
Two days and two nights of interrogation did not make him timid or scared. His eyes remained cold and resolute.
Their eyes met, and their eyes were so cold that they were about to freeze.
After a long time, Song Shaochun smiled contemptuously, "Aren't you ready to explain?"
Cheng Jingmo asked, "What do you want to explain?"
"The information was all found in your box."
Cheng Jingmo said: "Isn't this your masterpiece?"
He said this as a test.
He knew that the so-called intelligence must have been the work of the man in black. He wanted to test whether Song Shaochun was the man in black?
It was the first time he met Song Shaochun since he was arrested.
He only knew that those who interrogated him were under the command of one person, and now that he thought about it, it was this person.
Song Shaochun's face was expressionless, "I don't have access to this confidential information."
Cheng Jingmo said: "Then continue to investigate and see who got the information."
Looking at the attitude of those people towards him just now, he speculated that either the case was basically cleared, or he was going to be transferred to the army for processing.
Song Shaochun smiled, slowly took out a gold bracelet from his trouser pocket, and played with it in his hand.
No matter how good Cheng Jingmo's psychological quality was, he still panicked when he saw this bracelet.
This is something Yu Xiangnian wears on his wrist and never takes it off.
Now that it appears in Song Shaochun's hands, does it mean that Yu Xiangnian has also been arrested?
A hundred ominous thoughts flashed through Cheng Jingmo's mind, and his face turned pale uncontrollably.
Song Shaochun looked at Cheng Jingmo's face and smiled even more, "Do you know me?"
Cheng Jingmo forced himself to calm down, "I don't know him."
"Since she is someone you don't know, you probably don't care about her life or death."
Cheng Jingmo's hands and feet were still tied to the interrogation chair. He clenched his fists and asked, "Where is she?"
"Yu Xiangnian, right?" Song Shaochun laughed happily, "Don't worry, I'll put her in a safe place. It's dark and cold, there are rats and bugs, and there's no food or water. I don't know what she can do." How long will it last?”
Cheng Jingmo could bear no matter how much he suffered, but when he thought of Yu Xiangnian being locked up in that place, his heart ached as if it had been torn open.
"What do you have, come at me!"
Song Shaochun said: "You had to involve irrelevant people."
"What good will it do you if I die?"
"You don't have to worry about this!" Song Shaochun said, "Between you and her, only one can live. It's your choice!"
Cheng Jingmo did not hesitate, "If you let her go, I can die, but before I die, I want to see her."
Song Shaochun said: "I can't see her! But I can promise you that as long as you die, she will be fine!"
Cheng Jingmo was silent for a long time and then said: "Give me the bracelet. If you can't see her, at least let me see her things."
Song Shaochun opened his palm, and a shining gold bracelet was in his palm.
It's exactly the same as the one worn by Yu Xiangnian!
Three seconds later, Song Shaochun closed his palms and said, "I've seen the things, so you can go ahead with peace of mind."
He took out a white medicine bag from his breast pocket. He put the medicine bag into Cheng Jingmo's breast pocket and patted it.
"If I see you again tomorrow morning, she won't survive."
