Metropolis: Attack, Fat House

The suspect stared at Xiao Yao for a long time, looked at the words on the piece of paper, and doubts appeared on his face.

"continue."

Xiao Yao stared into the eyes of the suspect.

The middle-aged man continued to write.

Thai, Burmese, Japanese, Mongolian.

After reading these words, the suspect never reacted.

The woman came to the front and began to write.

Malay, Singaporean, Cambodian...

Until the last ‘Tagalog’, which is the local language of country F, is written.

There was a slight change in the suspect's expression, and the pupils of his eyes shrank momentarily.

If it weren't for Xiao Yao always staring at him, he couldn't find these details.

"Ha ha."

Xiao Yao smiled and said to the woman beside him, "Continue to write in this Chinese language... Do you want to live?"

The woman looked surprised, but she wrote it anyway.

The suspect wanted to pretend not to know each other.

But the eyes still looked at those words honestly.

This time.

His expression changed more and his eyelids twitched a few times.

"okay."

Xiao Yao looked at the middle-aged man and smiled and said, "Thank you for your help."

"You're welcome."

The middle-aged man was very sensible and left the interrogation room by himself.

"Hello, may I have your last name?"

Xiao Yao looked at the woman and asked.

"Menggui, Yu Shuang." The woman smiled.

"I may trouble you next."

Xiao Yao smiled, "I guess you don't need to go home tonight, but don't worry, we will definitely have delicious and delicious treats in our bureau."

"Ha ha."

Seeing Xiao Yao, the little policeman, said it was funny, Yu Shuang, who was still a little nervous, chuckled and nodded, "It's okay. It's okay to do something for the country and do something for the country."

"like!"

Xiao Yao stretched out his thumb to Shuang, then turned his head, "Help me continue to write... It's useless to resist, and don't pretend, don't force us to use means."

Yu Shuang quickly writes.

After reading it, the suspect frowned first, and glanced at Xiao Yao coldly, with the corners of his mouth curled up, the kind of disdain.

Damn it.

This is very provocative!

Xiao Yao was happy.

Okay, do you want to play?

Let's play well.

Pretending to take out a coin, Xiao Yao rotated the coin on the table.

Doing so is paving the way.

Then……

Skill: Hypnosis!

The suspect became silly.

Xiao Yao may be very stupid. He only speaks his mother tongue and is very silly in college grades four and six.

But this does not delay him to hypnotize a foreigner.

Then get what you want from the "mouth" of a foreigner.

Yu Shuang stared at the criminal suspect who had become stupid in front of him in shock.

Then when he turned his head and looked at Xiao Yao, it was like looking at some monsters.

"Don't look at me like that."

Xiao Yao smiled, "It's just hypnosis. Although this method is difficult to learn, um, it is very difficult to learn. But it is not magic, and many people use it."

"call!"

Yu Shuang exclaimed, "Almost scared to death, thinking you really know magic. But is this the legendary hypnotism?"

"It's not the time for small talk."

Xiao Yao smiled and said, "Now you write... write down your name, age, family status, home address... Since when you started contacting counterfeit banknotes, who are your companions, who is the linker, and who is the leader? ?"

Yu Shuang nodded.

Write out Xiao Yao's dictation quickly.

When the check is correct, he is handing it to Xiao Yao.

Xiao Yao couldn't see anything and put it directly in front of the suspect.

He also took a pen and a piece of paper to unlock the suspect's handcuffs.

have to say.

‘Hypnosis’ is really amazing.

When the suspect tapped the writing on the paper with his hand on Xiao Yao, he lowered his head and looked at it.

Then, like a puppet, his arms were raised one after another, picking up the pen on the table, and starting to write on the white paper...

More than ten minutes later.

The suspect put down the pen and fell into a foolish stupid.

Xiao Yao put the handcuffs on the opponent again, took away the pen and paper, and snapped his fingers.

The other party was sober and blank, staring at Xiao Yao suspiciously.

Xiao Yao was too lazy to pay attention to him, and said to Yu Shuang next to him: "Translate."

"But Jia Kuo, thirty-seven years old, orphan..."

Yu Shuang took the paper full of handwritings and slowly read, "He was robbed at the age of twenty-five and locked up on a small island. After more than a year of severe beating, his tongue was cut off and he was deaf. Ear...Four years later, I came into contact with counterfeit banknotes...Two years ago, I was engaged in the transportation of counterfeit banknotes...Without a partner, someone would write down the contact point during every transportation process, give some necessities, give a card, and go with the counterfeit banknotes. One by one, there will be people responding...without partners, I don’t know who the leader is, I can’t see them, they all wear masks or masks!"

When Yu Shuang finished reading, Xiao Yao frowned.

These people who make counterfeit money are ruthless.

Even such a method can be used.

Have to say something.

You guys! *

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