Feng Yin went to the interrogation room.
Inside the interrogation room was a man in handcuffs.
Officer Li walked in with Feng Yin, but according to Feng Yin’s request, he only stood at the door without saying a word, and the audience was handed over to Feng Yin.
Outside the interrogation room, there was a circle of people surrounding the monitor.
With a “bang”, the door of the interrogation room was closed, and Feng Yin sat opposite the man.
The man was still honest and honest, with a little regret on his face, and even a little crying and crying.
“I didn’t mean it, really it wasn’t intentional, I didn’t want it!”
Feng Yin didn’t say anything, but was pouring water at a teapot and facing a teacup.
The “slam” sound is the sound of the water from the teapot falling off the table.
At least one-third of a cup of tea is outside, spilling on many places on the table.
The man shouted that it was not intentional, and Feng Yin didn’t answer a word, but just poured water and drank water, poured water and drank water repeatedly.
Before I knew it, there were so many water stains on the table that the man couldn’t cry anymore.
“What the hell are you going to do!”
With a “default”, the water cup fell, and Feng Yin looked at the man leisurely and asked, “Why don’t you cry?”
“I thought a cat could cry for a long time.”
The man spoke in a sarcasm, and the man pretended not to understand, “I don’t know what you were talking about. We were just a quarrel. I didn’t mean to hurt her on purpose, but was just an accident.”
Feng Yin did not answer the man’s words at all, but analyzed it on his own.
“You are not tall, you are too ordinary, and your salary is even more ordinary. You can look at other people’s faces, colleagues’ exclusion, and boss’s slavery every day, but these have nothing to do. You have a beautiful girlfriend.”