Chapter 41 - Interrogation
Chapter 41 of "Invincible Young Master in the City" starts revealing the story: âSpeak!Whatâs your name?Age!And also, your gender!Occupation!âIn an interrogation room, two high-power bulbs shone directly onto... Donât miss it!
âSpeak!
Whatâs your name?
Age!
And also, your gender!
Occupation!â
In an interrogation room, two high-power bulbs shone directly onto Ye Fanâs face, making it reflectively bright and somewhat blinding, also causing him a bit of difficulty in clearly seeing the other personâs expression.
Zhao Lina had a cold and stern face, her beautiful eyes flashing with a chill, as she looked down at Ye Fan.
âHmph, kid, I didnât expect you to fall into my hands so quickly!
Iâve always known you were no good!â she thought secretly to herself.
Though his hands were cuffed behind him to the chair, Ye Fan still wore a careless and indifferent expression, which made Zhao Lina quite uncomfortable, and the nameless anger in her heart grew even stronger.
âSpeak!â she ordered coldly again.
Ye Fan smirked and said, âBeautiful policewoman, your memory is so bad, how do you serve the people?
Itâs only been a few days since we last met, and youâve already forgotten such an impressive guy like me.
Sigh, I canât help but doubt whether youâve gotten into the police force through the back door.â
âSlap!â
Zhao Lina slapped the table, her voice cold as she said, âYe Fan, I advise you to be honest.
This isnât a place for your slick talk!
Youâre suspected of being involved in a major shooting case, six lives at stake, and even Mayor Tantai canât save you!â
âYou better confess honestly, and maybe youâll be treated more leniently.
Otherwise, hmph!â
Compared to the shooting incident at Shiziling Avenue Xingyue Road intersection, the matter of Ye Fan seriously injuring He Jiaqiang wasnât significant at all.
Although Ye Fan was brought back to the police station for injuring He Jiaqiang, the interrogation concerned the shooting case.
âWhy was your car found at the Shiziling Avenue Xingyue Road intersection?â Zhao Lina interrogated, âWhy did you abandon the car and flee?â
Ye Fan replied calmly, âOf course, I drove it there.
But if the car is broken down, I obviously couldnât carry it, so I left it there.â
âYouâre indeed involved in the shooting case!â Zhao Linaâs voice was icy, âTell me, what is your relationship with the six deceased at the scene?
Are you their accomplice?â
âBeauty, actually, youâre quite pretty.
Why put on such a fierce face?â Ye Fan nonsensically said, âWomen should be gentle.
Being too fierce, definitely no one will want you.â
âYe Fan, I am questioning you!
If you continue to change the subject, IâŚâ Zhao Lina angrily exclaimed, her chest heaving violently, making Ye Fan genuinely concerned something might happen to her.
With an innocent look, Ye Fan said, âIsnât what Iâm saying important?
I think itâs very important.
Even if you donât care about whether or not youâll get married, your attitude at work clearly has issues.
I am a taxpayer; does your poor service attitude justify the taxes I pay each month?
Does it justify the taxes paid by the millions of taxpayers nationwide each month?
If you donât correct your poor work attitude, itâs dereliction of duty!â
His true identity was a national state secret, not something to be revealed lightly.
The chief of the Hua Hai city police might not even be cleared to know.
So, he could only drag on with irrelevant talk, waiting for the National Security Departmentâs people to come and meanwhile, tease the beautiful policewoman.
After all, he had nothing else to do.
âYou!â Zhao Lina shook with rage, her eyebrows furrowed sharply.
âWhat?
Donât tell me you refuse to admit your mistake?â Ye Fan said with rolling eyes, âPolice work relies on the law, not on ferocity.
If police work depended on ferocity, how would that be different from the underworld?
If you donât correct your attitude towards me, Iâll start to suspect that youâre an undercover agent sent by the underworld!â
âYou, youâŚâ Zhao Lina was so angry she was at a loss for words.
Not only was Ye Fan uncooperative during her interrogation, but he also criticized her work ethic and accused her of being underworld.
Accusing a police officer of being in the underworld was a huge insult.
âYou still wonât admit youâre wrong?â Ye Fan said, âThe duty of the police is to catch those who make mistakes and make them repent.
But look at yourself, you wonât even admit when youâre wrong.
If you canât do a good job yourself, how can you govern others?â
Zhao Lina clenched her fists tightly, struggling to suppress the urge to beat Ye Fan to a pulp.
Inhaleâ
Exhaleâ
Inhaleâ
She kept breathing deeply, trying to suppress the explosive anger bubbling within her.
Suddenly, two âpopâ sounds burst forth, and she felt the constraint on her chest loosen.
The two buttons on her police uniform gave in under the pressure and had indeed popped off.
âHeavens!â Ye Fan was taken aback, his eyes suddenly bulging out, his mouth gaping wide.
âWow!
I canât take it, canât take it, this is too *** blissful!â
Ye Fan couldnât help but scream in his heart, feeling a tickle in his nose and a slight fishy scent, surely he wasnât having a nosebleed?
Zhao Lina was even more flabbergasted by the turn of events, frozen for two or three seconds before coming to her senses.
Ah!
She screamed, covering her chest with her left hand, while her right hand swung a hard slap.
Just as the slap was about to land, Ye Fan snapped out of his shock, quickly arching his upper body and head backward, narrowly dodging the slap.
Seeing that she missed hitting Ye Fan, Zhao Lina geared up to strike again, but Ye Fan hurriedly yelled, âHey, if you keep hitting, youâll expose everything!â
She had to stop, protecting her chest with both handsâher bosom was too large for just one hand to cover.
Glaring fiercely at Ye Fan, she said, âYou are so dead later!â
Having said that, she immediately turned and rushed out of the interrogation room to change her clothes.
Ye Fan, not at all concerned, crossed his legs in a carefree manner, a smug expression on his face: âHeh, happiness always comes so unexpectedlyâŚâ
Zhao Lina hurried to the changing room, quickly rifled through her personal locker for a set of clothes and changed at lightning speed.
Seething inside, she wished she could grind Ye Fan into dust.
On her way to the changing room, she noticed quite a few colleagues saw her clutching her chest, their faces twisted in bizarre expressions.
Needless to say, she had made a massive fool of herself, and it was probably going to haunt her for the next decade or so.
Gritting her teeth as she changed, filled with rage, she resolved to beat Ye Fan into a state of utter dependency even if it meant a demotion.
âItâs all your fault, Ye Fan!â
Once she was finally dressed, fearful of repeating the mishap, she pulled hard at the top two buttons to ensure everything was secure.
Thankfully, they didnât fall off.
Then, she stomped back to the interrogation room with murderous intent.
On the way back, she clearly saw many colleagues looking at her with strange glances and even overheard some whispers behind her back.
Her fury and murderous intensity grew stronger.
âYe Fan, youâre done for!!!â
Thump!
Thump!
ThumpâŚ
Zhao Lina marched with heavy, murderous steps toward the interrogation room.
Beep Beep BeepâŚ
The interrogation room was just in sight; her fists clenched, making a frightening cracking noise from her knuckles.
Standing at the doorway, she shot a lethal gaze inside, only to freeze in place the next moment.
âLina, why are you giving us such a fierce look?â Luo Guozhong, the chief of Hua Hai City Police Station, asked, confused.
âIâŚâ Zhao Lina saw two middle-aged men in the interrogation room, one was Luo Guozhong, and the other she didnât recognize, but he seemed very authoritative.
Not only that, Ye Fan had his handcuffs removed and was standing shoulder to shoulder with the authoritative middle-aged man, looking at her smugly, winking.
âAre they the ones sent by Tantai Wanrong to rescue Ye Fan?â Zhao Lina clenched her fist and made up her mind, thinking, âNo!
I absolutely canât let Ye Fan, this villain, get away scot-free!â
The sword has been drawn, how could she possibly sheathe it without even nicking a single hair?!