Comprehensive film and television: The Queen of Rolls Opens the Roll Again

In the interrogation room, a square cushion was placed two meters away from Gong Yuanzheng for the interrogator to kneel on. When the person sat down, he would be face to face with Gong Yuanzheng, and his height was slightly lower than Gong Yuanzheng who was sitting on the low couch, so the facial expressions and small movements of his body could be seen at a glance.

The recorder drew the layout of the scene with simple line drawings, marked the current location of each person, and even faithfully recorded the height difference between the low couch and the square cushion.

This is what Zhang Xueming is guarding against.

If she wasn't careful and acted reasonably, there would inevitably be people who would complain to her afterwards. If they found out that she really had the ability to see through people's minds, she would toss and turn all night and might even ruin her plan to seduce the genius poison master. It would be a loss.

The speed of the interrogation screening was very fast, which was incomprehensible to the recorder and the chief guard who finally came to listen in.

The guards brought in the first person to be interrogated. He was a middle-aged man with a gentle appearance and clothes made of good material. He bowed to Gong Yuanzheng before taking a seat, but his attitude was a little timid.

Gong Yuanzheng imitated his brother's cold expression, narrowed his eyes, and asked, "What's your name?"

The man replied: "Chen Fugui."

Gong Yuanzheng asked him again: "Male or female?"

The man was both amused and annoyed, but he didn't dare to offend this young master dressed in luxurious clothes in the palace, especially when he was swept by Zhang Xueming's murderous aura the next second. He was so scared that he quickly answered obediently: "Male, male."

"Are you married?"

"We're married."

"Where do you live?"

"Behind Tianji's shop on West Fourth Street."

"Your house or someone else's?"

"My wife's family."

You dare to go to a brothel when you have your wife living in your house? Gong Yuanzheng responded with a look of contempt, and his tone was not very good: "Is it your first time to Wanhualou or do you go there often?"

The man laughed awkwardly: "Of course it's the first time..."

Gong Yuanzheng received Zhang Xueming's "voice transmission" and saw something from the man's expression, so he shouted in a deep voice: "You're lying! Say it again!"

The man did not give up: "It's really the first time..."

Gong Yuanzheng's tone returned to calm: "This is your last chance. Speak again."

The man hesitated for a moment, and then was swept by the murderous aura, almost wetting his pants, and tremblingly admitted: "I go there often."

Gong Yuanzheng did not follow up on this question, but changed it to another question: "Do you know that Wanhua Tower is the base of the Wufeng Killer Organization?" He also added innovatively: "Do you know that you are giving money to the mortal enemy of the palace?"

The man had long known the details of Wanhua Tower and the fact that they were planted with poisonous insects from the mouths of the guards who were always leaking information. However, he was not prepared for Gong Yuanzheng to put a big hat on him. He was so scared that his face turned pale. He shook his head and waved his hands repeatedly: "I don't know, I really don't know..."

Without waiting for him to explain, Gong Yuanzheng picked up the copper bell on the table and rang it: "Tell the truth. He has nothing to do with Wu Feng, you can let him go. Next one."

The man looked surprised, and kowtowed to Gong Yuanzheng with relief and gratitude before being taken away by the guards.

It took less than eight minutes, but Gong Yuanzheng frowned and urged impatiently: "Speed ​​up."

What happened next was like pressing the fast-forward button: Gong Yuanzheng just asked questions, Zhang Xueming just read people's faces and released murderous intent at the right time, and when he was sure that the person being interrogated had nothing to do with Wufeng, he rang the bell for the guards to come in and take the person out.

The guards who were in charge of seeing people off and picking them up had never felt so busy before. The copper bell in the room rang every five minutes on average. They had no choice but to divide the remaining people being interrogated into groups of three and take one group to the corridor in advance to wait for the summons.

The captain of the guards who was listening did not dare to question him in person. He just kept the doubt in his mind and waited to write it down truthfully when he came back to write the mission report.

Zhang Xueming knew what the captain of the guards was planning as soon as he glanced at his face. But this was his duty, and it was understandable that he was cautious in his official duties. As long as he didn't jump out and question him on the spot, and didn't insist that his master explain things to him before he did anything, Zhang Xueming wouldn't do anything to him.

Time passed quickly, and the screening progress had exceeded two-thirds and no one with problems was found. Zhang Xueming thought there would be no more accidents, but then an "accident" happened.

The person who came in this time was actually an "acquaintance", the "thief" who stole Zhang Xueming's specially made insect-repellent jade pendant from the clay figurine stall that day, and successfully delivered the jade pendant to Han Ya Si, and cheated the Wu Fengs of Wan Hua Tower.

When this short man appeared on the street that day, his face was disguised, just like an ordinary passerby. Now he has removed the disguise and used his original face. His facial features are not bad, but the swelling and bruises on his face from being beaten by the onlookers have not subsided.

Since he came in, he has been keeping his head down, not looking at anyone or looking at anyone's face. He is timid and looks frightened.

Unfortunately, Zhang Xueming relied on bone structure and eyes to recognize people. As soon as she saw him, she couldn't help laughing, but she didn't take action immediately.

"your name?"

"Li Dayong."

"Male and female?"

"male."

"Are you married?"

"No."

"Where do you live?"

"Next to the tofu shop in the back alley of West Seventh Street."

"Is this your first time at Wanhua Tower or do you go there often?"

"Often, often."

"Did you know that Wanhua Tower is the base of the Wufeng Killer Organization?"

"do not know."

Gong Yuanzheng's eyes shone: "You're lying! Say it again!"

The spy named Li Dayong thought Gong Yuanzheng was trying to trick him and acted panicked: "I really don't know!"

Gong Yuanzheng waved his hand to tell him to go out, but did not ring the bell.

Li Dayong secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He just stood up and took two steps when he suddenly heard a sharp wind coming from behind him.

Before his brain could react, his body had already ducked and avoided the sudden attack.

He looked back and found a woman in black behind him. The sharp wind sound was caused by her punch.

But before he could take a closer look, he saw the opponent raise his leg and kick fiercely towards his head!

Li Dayong had no time to say anything and could only somersault out to avoid the attack.

For a moment he forgot where he was and thought he was still in the market. Just as he was about to lie down on the ground and shout "Murder", his eyes blurred and he saw the woman in black standing in front of him again, and none of the three bystanders spoke out to stop her.

Li Dayong heard the sharp sound of her attack that seemed to tear the air, and he didn't dare to gamble his life whether the other party was just bluffing. After narrowly avoiding the attack, he had the chance to see the woman's eyes clearly. When their eyes met, he immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

He subconsciously looked at Gong Yuanzheng who was sitting in the main seat. The noble young master that night was looking at him with a sneer on his lips, and said, "So it's you, the little bug with no edge who likes to steal things."