Northwest Army, Gendarmerie Interrogation Room.

There was a table in the dim room, and a chair was placed in front of the table. On the chair, Luo Zheng was cowed, and had no time to change his clothes. He took off his blood-stained Geely suit and threw it aside, emitting a strong smell of blood. Luo Zheng was wearing the same bloody camouflage training uniform and looked at the major sitting in front of him calmly, feeling extremely sad and angry.

The major stared at Luo Zheng coldly, signaled to a subordinate next to him to record and asked coldly: "Name?"

Luo Zheng sneered and glanced at the roof. The roof should have been newly renovated, brand new, snow-white wall paint, a ceiling fan silently, there was no window on the face of the room, but there was a large piece of glass embedded in the wall, and there was no outside. Luo Zheng guessed that he could see himself in the interrogation room through the glass outside. He couldn't help but glanced at him and saw the camera in the corner of the wall from the corner of his eyes. However, the camera seemed to be in a state of being closed, and the green light at work did not flash. He felt that it was going to be bad, and his hatred for the Song family became deeper.

"Boy, don't think you can pass the test without saying it. Once you enter here, no one can get away with it. It's better to give honest explanations so as not to suffer from flesh and blood." The major said coldly.

"Okay, what do you want me to call?" Luo Zheng sneered.

"Are you a fellow drug dealer? How much did they give you?" the major asked coldly.

"Agree?" Luo Zheng was shocked and immediately reacted and sneered: "Major, you have made up this crime very lightly. I remember not opening a personal account. You should have opened one for me now and deposited a huge sum of money to go in. With the huge sum of money, my crime was confirmed. Tell me, how much? Let me understand."

"I'm not honest when I get here. It seems that I have to give you some tricks." The major said coldly, his face becoming ugly.

"No, isn't this a trick? You said, what do you want me to say? Just write down the crime and I'll just sign and cover it?" Luo Zheng smiled coldly.

"You bastard, do you know that your behavior caused us to lose a helicopter and a pilot. As a soldier, don't you feel shameful?" The person in charge of the record stood up and scolded with anger.

"Shameful?" Luo Zheng was stunned. The pilot who was killed by the bomb appeared in his mind. His face turned sad, his heart was sore, and he said with a lonely expression: "Yes, it's really shameful. If it weren't for me, he wouldn't have died."

"Tell me honestly, how did you get in touch with the drug dealer? How long has it been? Why didn't you ambush the team that transported the drug according to the established plan? Where have you been during this period?" Seeing Luo Zheng's depressed mood, the major was delighted and asked quickly, intending to take it down as soon as possible and obtain a strong confession.

"If you dare to do it, dare to say it. Say it quickly. It's okay if you don't ambush the target. Why do you still attack the helicopter?" The person in charge of the record next to him also shouted angrily.

"Boy, have you ever been to the battlefield?" Luo Zheng asked coldly as he looked at the person in charge of the record, and sneered disdainfully. He turned to look at the major and continued, "Your technique is very clever. If you want to be guilty of a crime, you will be in trouble. But your methods are very low-level. Do you think it is interesting to ask a young man who knows nothing to help? Tell me, what do you want?"

"It's not what I want, it's what you want? What's going on with the lost helicopter? Why don't you execute the orders according to the scheduled plan? Where have you been going during this period? Have you cooperated with the drug dealers? Instruct honestly." The major shouted coldly, with a righteous expression.

"It seems that you haven't decided what crime to condemn me yet?" Luo Zheng sneered coldly, slowly closing his eyes, too lazy to talk to these people. Since the Song family wants to punish themselves, the explanation is meaningless, and it will only allow the Song family to find more flaws or handles, and will also affect Lan Xue.

"Do you think it's enough if you don't say it?" the major said coldly, giving a look to the person responsible for recording next to him. The other party nodded understandingly, immediately opened the door and called two military policemen, and pointed at Luo Zheng with his fingers.

Two military police came forward with understanding. One was holding a thick book in his hand and the other was holding a larger hammer. The person in charge of the record walked up, pressed the mechanism on the chair, put the chair down, let Luo Zheng lie flat, put the thick book on Luo Zheng's chest, the other raised the hammer, and the major also walked up and said coldly: "Boy, I want to make some trouble, I will give you a try, and I will beat me."

"Boom!" The hammer hit hard, making a whirring sound of wind, landing on the book, making a dull collision sound. Luo Zheng clearly heard the slight sound of a broken rib in his chest, and the pain of the hatred thrusting, his whole body tensed, and his arm was pulled, and his handcuffs were so painful. Unexpectedly, the other party was so strong that he couldn't help but scolded: "Bastard, boy, if you have the ability, you will beat me to death, otherwise, I will never end in this life."

"Boom!" Another heavy blow.

"Um--" Luo Zheng let out a cry of pain again, looking at the major with red eyes, full of cold murderous aura, gasping heavily, and struggling with his hands angrily. He pulled the handcuffs and deformed, as if a wounded beast made the major scalp a little furrowed, and he was angry and ordered to continue smashing.

"Boom!" Two more heavy blows were heard. Luo Zheng heard the sound of his ribs shattering, and a mouthful of blood surged up. He could not die on the battlefield, but today he was about to fall into his own hands. Thinking of the Song family, the pilot who died tragically, and the scout who died tragically, Luo Zheng's mind was full of anger, boiling like lava, and the surging hatred seemed to melt the surrounding air and burn.

"Ah——" Luo Zheng let out a hysterical roar, venting the hatred in his heart, scaring everyone to the point of chill, looking at each other, and becoming at a loss. Luo Zheng's tense body softened, as if his strength was drained with the roar, his eyes turned black, and his consciousness began to dissipate, and his eyelids slowly closed as heavy as a mountain.

"Captain, you won't die, are you?" The military police officer in charge of smashing people asked in a low voice in panic.

"It's okay, you'll die if you die. You won't involve you. You smashed it through the thick book without leaving any clues. At that time, he would say that he was seriously injured when he returned from the battlefield. He went to the interrogation room to be ashamed and didn't catch it in one breath. If you die, don't worry." The captain said indifferently, with a cold expression.
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