Chapter 206: Still Acting Tough? Want to Know What It Feels Like to Bleed to Death?

Because this interrogation was of utmost importance,

everyone chose not to waste any time and temporarily set aside the detailed sorting of the case.

They decided to immediately break through the defenses of the recently revived Butcher and pry his mouth open to extract more critical leads.

Whether Butcher confessed or not was no longer relevant.

There was already sufficient physical evidence to send him straight to the firing squad.

The truth—

was the most urgently needed thing. They had to dig out the truth about the drug trafficking organization and uncover the identities of the other accomplices.

……

Three minutes later.

The door to the interrogation room was pushed open. Su Ming walked in first, expressionless, carrying a black plastic bag, observing Butcher’s current state.

The fractured jaw from a punch hadn’t been operated on, only temporarily wrapped in gauze to prevent the injury from worsening.

After all, compared to treating a broken jaw, extracting leads on the drug trafficking organization from his mouth was clearly far more important.

Aside from the broken jaw, his lips were visibly torn, and most of his teeth were shattered, leaving his cheeks clearly swollen.

It was no exaggeration to say—

the punch Su Ming landed with full force on the high-speed train had left Butcher in the most miserable state of his life, with a sense of utter helplessness and despair.

As Su Ming assessed Butcher’s condition,

Butcher also slowly raised his head, his dull, ice-cold gaze meeting Su Ming’s, with a trace of confusion and doubt hidden in his eyes.

To this moment… Butcher still couldn’t comprehend why, with his exceptional counter-reconnaissance ability, he had failed to recognize Su Ming, disguised on the high-speed train.

Worse, he’d even been fooled by that deliberately clumsy act, believing that the fresh graduate was the least likely to be an undercover officer in the carriage—and had even considered taking him hostage.

That misjudgment—he only realized how absurdly wrong it was when his jaw took that brutal punch.

……

After Su Ming entered, Liu Yang, Bai Yu, and Xu Changsheng followed closely behind into the interrogation room.

Yes, unlike the usual two-person setup, this interrogation would be conducted by four people together.

That alone was enough to show Butcher’s importance—or rather, the importance of this interrogation.

Sitting at the table,

Su Ming casually tossed the black plastic bag aside, tapping the tabletop with his index finger, and said in a calm voice,

“Lei Qianming?”

“Butcher, that’s the identity you used at the station—must be your real name, right?”

“Looks like, during your escape, you didn’t quite trust Qiang Wei’s skin mask. Your true identity was what gave you the most peace of mind.”

“But this time, I’m not particularly interested in what your real name is, how you killed Poison, or the crimes you’ve committed in the past.”

“Talk, Butcher.”

“How much do you know about the drug trafficking organization founded by K? Tell us who the other members are.”

At the mention of the codename K,

Butcher clearly froze for a second, lifted his head to glance at Su Ming, then lowered it again as if he hadn’t heard anything, remaining silent without saying a word.

Seeing Butcher’s uncooperative attitude, Liu Yang suddenly slammed the table and roared,

“Butcher.”

“Get your head straight. You don’t seriously think that after being captured and brought to the police station, someone’s still going to come save you, do you?”

“Besides, with someone as ruthless as K, you should be thankful if they don’t send someone to execute you themselves. You think you’re walking out of this station alive?”

“Stop daydreaming. Spit out everything you know, and maybe you’ll suffer a little less.”

Liu Yang’s threat-laced words—

It wasn’t entirely useless; at least it made Butcher, who had been keeping his head down, slowly raise it. However, the coldness and savagery in his eyes remained unchanged.

After staring at the Westerners sitting at the interrogation table for a moment, Butcher’s throat moved as though he was about to say something. Instead, he spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm mixed with blood onto the ground in front of him.

He then made a motion toward the phlegm, a mocking expression appearing on his face, and crazily said,

“Want to dig out information about the organization from me?”

“Sure, any of you Westerners come up and lick this spit, and I’ll tell you everything about the organization. I’ll even tell you K’s identity.”

Clearly,

after accepting that he could not escape a certain death, Butcher, who was already brutal enough to treat others as prey, began to act without any boundaries, trying to ease his fear of the death sentence by using such methods and insults.

Or rather… now, all he had left was his stubbornness.

Seeing Butcher’s arrogant expression, Liu Yang, who hadn’t been in frontline interrogations for years, felt an unexplainable surge of anger in his heart. He turned to Su Ming beside him and said,

“Team Leader Su.”

“Don’t waste any more time. This kind of person won’t shed a tear until he sees the coffin. Instead of continuing to waste time with him, we should resort to other methods.”

“Like I said before, we don’t need Butcher to confess. We just need the truth he knows.”

Su Ming nodded in agreement, then immediately stood up slowly. Under Butcher’s cold gaze, he turned off the camera at the back of the interrogation room.

Before Su Ming could say anything, Butcher’s eyes were filled with contempt. He raised his head and sarcastically said,

“Heh… trying to force a confession?”

“Isn’t this just your police’s most common tactic?”

“I think I even heard… those useless police in Lianjiang City, under pressure from above, randomly picked some innocent person and claimed he was the serial killer?”

“But when the court made its ruling, they found out it was a forced confession.”

“Now you want to use the same tactic on me? Well, I can only say…”

“I did kill Poison, and I even killed another eleven people, but I will never say a word about the organization.”

“I know all the details, but I will not say a single word.”

“Because… because I enjoy watching you all suffer, just like how you couldn’t find me for ten years.”

“Heh…”

“Go ahead… go ahead and just kill me!”

By the end,

Butcher’s eyes widened, and his expression became grotesque and terrifying.

He even admitted to the murders in the past, expressing his firm determination that even with a Greater Memory Restoration Technique, he would never speak a word.

It was clear.

With no hope of escaping, Butcher had completely given up on himself, making the sight of the police failing his only source of joy.

Su Ming had already anticipated Butcher’s uncooperative attitude. In fact, if Butcher had agreed to cooperate, it would have been the most bizarre and impossible outcome.

But Su Ming was not worried at all because he had ways to make Butcher speak.

After all, during a certain period of time, he, who had always been known for his tough mouth, had no idea how many Greater Memory Restoration Techniques he had endured, almost covering all countries and eras.

Of course, during that time, his hands were far from clean, and it could barely be considered deserved punishment.

Suppressing his thoughts, Su Ming then opened the black plastic bag beside him, took out the rusty Boning Knife inside, lightly weighed it in his hand, and then looked at Butcher, speaking flatly,

“Butcher.”

“You should be familiar with this rusty Boning Knife in my hand, right? It’s the weapon you used to kill dozens of victims.”

“You say… you, who usually loves to bleed others and enjoy watching your victims die, if your wrist were slit open by this Boning Knife, for the first and last time, feeling your own life slowly fading away…”

“What kind of special feeling would that be?”