South to North: A Prison Guard at the Beginning

Kyoto Railway Public Security Bureau, inside the interrogation room of the Criminal Investigation Team.

A man in his thirties with ordinary looks was sitting on the interrogation chair with handcuffs on his hands, but there were scars on his face, as if he had been "entertained".

Yuan Mu and another police officer sat at the interrogation table opposite him.

"Han Dayong! Do you know Er Meng?"

Hearing Yuan Mu's words, Han Dayong's eyes obviously dodged for a moment, and his head, which was originally raised, lowered instantly. Just like that, Yuan Mu suddenly understood and must have recognized him.

Now it’s settled, this case seems to be showing some signs of progress!

"I don't know him." Han Dayong denied it flatly.

"Okay, you don't know Er Meng, but do you know Jia Jinlong?" Yuan Mu smiled and continued to ask.

"Jia Jinlong?" Han Dayong was confused for a moment.

"I do not know."

Yuan Mu frowned. Han Dayong didn't seem to be lying, but Yuan Mu didn't believe that he didn't know Jia Jinlong.

"You really don't know Jia Jinlong? This is the person!" Yuan Mu picked up a portrait and walked in front of Han Dayong.

Han Dayong looked at the portrait with a blank look in his eyes. It seemed that he really didn't know Jia Jinlong. How could this be possible? Could it be that Jia Jinlong and Er Meng had separated?

"Comrade Inspector, I really don't know any Jia Jinlong."

"Okay, then tell me about Er Meng." Yuan Mu turned around and went back to the interrogation table, picked up a cigarette on the table, lit it, and said lightly.

"Comrade Inspector, I don't know Er Meng either." Han Dayong pretended to be innocent.

"Okay, let me ask you, where did number four come from?" Yuan Mu was not in a hurry and asked while crossing his legs.

"I picked this up." Han Dayong said with a roll of his eyes.

"Ha!" Yuan Mu laughed out loud.

"Han Dayong, even if you want to make up an excuse, you should find a better one. Picked it up? Why can't I pick it up?"

"Comrade Inspector, maybe you are just unlucky." Han Dayong saw that Yuan Mu seemed easy to talk to, so his attitude became casual.

"Han Dayong! Watch your attitude!!" At this time, the policeman next to him slammed the table and shouted.

Han Dayong was startled and sat down quickly.

"Hahahaha!" Yuan Mu burst into laughter immediately, and Han Dayong felt goosebumps all over his body. The policeman next to him was also frightened by Yuan Mu's laughter.

"Han Dayong! Do you think I'm a soft persimmon?" Yuan Mu restrained his smile, stood up and walked to Han Dayong's side and said coldly.

"Comrade Inspector, how could that be possible?" Han Dayong said with a flattering smile.

"I'll give you another chance. Where did number four come from?"

"Comrade investigator, I really picked it up!" Han Dayong's expression seemed to be saying, what I said is true, why don't you believe it?

Yuan Mu nodded, and then a silver needle appeared silently in his right hand.

"Okay, you really won't cry until you see the coffin!"

As he spoke, Yuan Mu quickly lifted Han Dayong's right arm, and the silver needle in his hand pierced his armpit like lightning.

Han Dayong felt his body stagnate at that moment, and then a strange itch ran from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and he laughed out loud because of the itch.

"Hahahahahaha!"

"Hahahahahaha!"

"Hahahahahaha!"

"Han Dayong! What's your attitude! And you dare to laugh!" Han Dayong's smile irritated the policeman, who immediately slammed the table, stood up and shouted angrily.

"Haha! Police! Haha! Police! Hahaha! Police! Haha! Police comrade! Me too, haha! I don't want to, haha! I don't want to laugh! Hahaha!!"

"Xiao Zhang, it's okay, take a seat!" Yuan Mu waved his hand to signal him to sit down, then looked at Han Dayong.

"How is it? Do you feel good? Do you want me to do something more powerful?" Yuan Mu looked at Han Dayong with a smile.

Han Dayong looked at Yuan Mu in horror, but even though he was horrified, he still kept smiling.

"Hahahaha! Police, haha!! Comrade Police, I really don't know! Hahaha!"

"Okay! Then you smile first and I'll have a cigarette." Yuan Mu walked to the interrogation table with a smile, picked up a cigarette and lit it.

"Chief Yuan, did you do this?" the police officer next to him pointed at Han Dayong in surprise.

"Yes, he can't do it unless you give him some powerful strength." Yuan Mu nodded with a smile.

"Gurgle." The policeman swallowed and looked at Yuan Mu with hope.

"Chief Yuan, how did you do this? Can you teach me?"

"This is very simple. Come here and I'll tell you." Yuan Mu smiled mysteriously and waved to him.

"Is it so mysterious?" The other party immediately smiled and came over happily.

"I'll tell you the secret!" Yuan Mu said with a smile.

"Chief Yuan, this is boring." The other party said with a depressed look on his face.

"Haha!" Yuan Mu smiled and patted his shoulder without saying anything. After all, he was not familiar with the other party, so how could he possibly tell him his unique skills?

At this time, Han Dayong was still laughing out loud, his tears came out and his voice was a little hoarse, but he still couldn't stop laughing.

"Hahahaha! Comrade Inspector! Hahaha! I confess! Hahaha! I'll tell you everything! Hahaha! Quick! Help me out! Hahaha!"

Yuan Mu walked over casually with a cigarette in his mouth and looked at Han Dayong with a smile on his face.

"You want to talk now? It's too late! Let me check the time. You can't do this. You can't hold on for more than two minutes? I'll give you three minutes!" As he said this, Yuan Mu really looked at the watch on his wrist leisurely.

"Comrade investigator! Hahaha! I really told you everything! Hahaha!" Han Dayong began to beg for mercy.

"Are you really telling me everything?" Yuan Mu looked at him sideways.

"Tell me everything! Haha! I'll tell you everything!"

Yuan Mu shrugged, then pulled out the silver needle from his armpit and put it into the system space.

Miraculously, after Yuan Mu pulled out the silver needle, Han Dayong stopped smiling immediately. However, he looked extremely embarrassed at this moment, with snot and tears running down his face.

"Tell me, where did it come from?" Yuan Mu walked back to the interrogation table and sat down.

Han Dayong sniffed hard, then wiped his tears and snot with his sleeve, and then shook his head, hesitating for a long time but had no intention of saying anything.

"Han Dayong, I think you are such a jerk! Today I must make you laugh for ten minutes!" Upon seeing this scene, Yuan Mu immediately stood up and ran towards Han Dayong.

"Hey hey! I say! It's Er Meng! It's Er Meng!!" Seeing Yuan Mu coming over again, Han Dayong remembered what happened just now and shouted loudly.

"Damn it! Why are you speaking so slowly! I must teach you a lesson!" As he said that, Yuan Mu pretended to raise Han Dayong's arm again.

"Ah!! I know, I know where Er Meng lives, I can tell you!!"