Meanwhile, behind the closed doors of the interrogation room.
Mr. Qin had been working continuously for several hours, with fine beads of sweat forming on his forehead, completely overwhelmed with work.
Yet, the suspect sitting across from him was as stubborn as a stinking, hard rock—no, even more obstinate than a stone soaked in the toilet for years.
No matter what questioning technique was used, whatever questions were asked, the suspect always had three responses: "I don't know," "I'm not sure," "I can't say."
In the end, the person didn't even bother to lift an eyelid, treating the interrogation room as a resting place.
According to the rules, since the police started the implementation of standardized law enforcement, all interrogation rooms were equipped with HD cameras, ensuring complete audio and visual recordings.
At this moment, the camera in the corner was glowing with a conspicuous red light, like an eye that never blinks, watching everything inside the room.
