63: Chapter 62, Your uncle!
63: Chapter 62, Your uncle!
Meng Guangqi arrived at the interrogation room, and the skinny guard hurriedly offered him a seat.
After sitting down, Meng Guangqi’s eyes were fixed on Fang Yi.
Meng Guangqi picked up the pen used for recording interrogations and lightly tapped the table, saying, “Name?”
Fang Yi slightly smiled and said, “My family name is ‘Your’ and my given name is ‘Big Daddy.'”
Meng Guangqi slammed his left hand on the table and shouted, “Kid, you still don’t get it in the interrogation room?
Do you really think I wouldn’t dare to handle you!”
Fang Yi slightly arched an eyebrow and said, “My name is indeed ‘Your Big Daddy,’ believe it or not.”
Meng Guangqi’s face was flushed with red, but not because he’d encountered something to celebrate; it was from anger.
He coldly stared at Fang Yi and said, “It looks like you’re choosing punishment over a toast.
Little Li, go and bring over the water bucket.”
The skinny guard was Little Li.
Hearing Meng Guangqi’s words, he let out a ‘yep’ in response, then quickly went to the corner to fetch a water bucket.
The chubby guard came out from behind the long table as well, holding a rope and approaching Fang Yi.
“Kid, just confess, and you’ll suffer less,” the chubby guard said persuasively.
This chubby guard, along with the skinny guard, played the roles of good cop and bad cop.
Fang Yi just smiled and didn’t respond to him.
The chubby guard pretended to sigh, then tied up Fang Yi’s feet to prevent him from moving.
He then proceeded to remove Fang Yi’s shoes.
Meanwhile, the skinny guard had already brought over the water bucket.
They lifted Fang Yi’s feet and placed them in the bucket.
At this moment, Meng Guangqi came over with an electric baton, turned it on, and it began to crackle, with blue electrical sparks flickering.
Meng Guangqi said, “Kid, I’ll give you one last chance.
Cooperate a bit, and you can suffer less.”
Fang Yi said, “I know what you want to do.” In fact, the purpose of their actions was simple: to coerce Fang Yi into confessing.
They were very skilled at this method, having gone through the motions effortlessly.
For example, putting bare feet in water and then introducing the electric baton into the water would force the current to course through Fang Yi’s legs via the conductive medium.
Such a method was rather malicious.
Since it wouldn’t leave visible scars on the body, there would be nothing to examine afterward.
This had become a signature technique of the Guard Department of Xuan Cang.
Besides this, there were other methods, such as roasting with charcoal or padding a book on your chest to beat you mercilessly.
“It seems you’re not planning to confess.
Why make it hard on yourself?
Ren Hao is the son of Ren Tianqing, one of Moon City’s three magnates.
A little thug like you can’t compete with him; you’re courting death.
Just nod your head and submit, and you can be out in ten days to half a month.
No one else will bother you after that, and you won’t make things difficult for me either.
Isn’t that something to be happy about?
Meng Guangqi said patiently, thinking to himself: Wait until you’re in prison, then I’ll have ways to deal with you!
However, Fang Yi scoffed, “Captain Meng, you’re trying to fool a three-year-old, huh?
If I get thrown into prison, there will definitely be people coming after me.
Do I look like a three-year-old to you?”
Meng Guangqi, taken aback, did not expect Fang Yi to see through his ploy so quickly!
Grinding his teeth, Meng Guangqi said, “You’re asking for death!”
Fang Yi responded indifferently, “I think it’s you who is asking for death.”
Finally enraged, Meng Guangqi turned on the electric baton, ready to thrust it into the water bucket.
Yet Fang Yi sat calmly, a trace of a cold smile on his lips and not a hint of fear, as if he weren’t intimidated in the slightest.
Meng Guangqi, having resolved himself to go through with it, knew he was on Ren Hao’s side.
How could he resist the urge to thoroughly deal with this man without any background or status?
It would be as easy as flipping his hand.
Even if he harmed him, what could the man possibly do to him in return?
Just as the electric baton was about to be plunged into the water, at that very moment, the door to the interrogation room was kicked open with a bang.
As soon as Shi Nianming caught sight of what Meng Guangqi and the other two were doing, he immediately understood their intent.
His heart leaped into his throat, and he cursed silently to himself before dashing over.
With quick reflexes, just as Meng Guangqi turned his head, Shi Nianming grabbed Meng Guangqi’s collar and yanked him backward.
Meng Guangqi stumbled, losing his balance, and fell to the ground, while the pudgy guard and the skinny guard were startled by Shi Nianming’s arrival and hurriedly jumped to the sides.
Fang Yi, however, watched the scene unfold with a calm demeanor, showing neither shock nor confusion.
But upon seeing Fang Yi, Shi Nianming immediately became very respectful and asked, “Excuse me…
Fang Yi replied, “I don’t know who you are…”
Shi Nianming swiftly confirmed Fang Yi’s identity and hurriedly said, “I am Shi Nianming, the Chief of the local Guard Department in this urban area, Mr.
Are you all right?” he asked with genuine concern.
Fang Yi countered, “Chief Shi, do you think I look unharmed right now?”
Handcuffed and bound by ropes at the feet, immersed in a bucket of water with an electric baton nearby—it was clear that Meng Guangqi intended to use the old, underhanded methods of the station.
Shi Nianming would not normally care or bother to intervene, but the man before him was the very person Secretary Hu had specifically ordered to be taken away.
If anything were to go wrong, it would likely be the end of his tenure as chief.
Without further ado, Shi Nianming bellowed, “What are you two doing standing there!
Hurry up and release Mr.
Fang Yi suffers the slightest injury, both of you will strip off your uniforms and get the hell out of here!”
Shi Nianming was genuinely enraged.
Should Fang Yi be hurt, if Secretary Hu became upset and decided to make his life difficult, his career as chief would indeed come to a swift end.
The pudgy guard and the skinny guard sprang into action, promptly untying Fang Yi, who lifted his wet feet and asked, “Is there a towel?”
Yes!” The skinny guard quickly fetched a towel, then knelt on one knee before Fang Yi and, with a sycophantic smile, said, “Here, Mr.
Fang, let me dry it for you.”
Fang Yi did not refuse, letting the skinny guard wipe his feet like a servile servant—as the saying goes, ‘if only he had known this day would come.’ Meanwhile, the pudgy guard also showed initiative and hurried over to put shoes on Fang Yi, while Shi Nianming kept apologizing profusely, treating Fang Yi as if he were some highly esteemed lord.
Meng Guangqi, stunned, couldn’t believe what he was witnessing, especially Shi Nianming’s extremely servile attitude toward Fang Yi, as if tending to a master.
Meng Guangqi remembered what Ren Hao had said—that this guy had no connections or powerful backers.
So how could it be that…
how could it be that Chief Shi was treating him with such utmost respect, afraid to offend him?
Meng Guangqi was completely frozen in place.
Just then, Shi Nianming suddenly wheeled around and slapped Meng Guangqi across the face, barking, “What are you standing there for, apologize to Mr.
Meng Guangqi, knowing he had no more room to maneuver and that he had to endure if he didn’t want to lose his job, walked over to Fang Yi, bowed his head, and said, “I’m sorry, Mr.
Watching Meng Guangqi reluctantly apologize, Fang Yi said indifferently, “It’s unnecessary; I never took the matter to heart.
Moreover, didn’t I say that I truly am ‘your big boss’?” His implication was clear: to Fang Yi, Meng Guangqi was not worthy of any attention because he wasn’t even on Fang Yi’s radar.
With Shi Nianming’s respectful escort, Fang Yi left the interrogation room and entered the resting area, where he encountered Hu Guanqing.
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