Naming Technique of the Night

Chapter 601: Let the bullets fly for a while_2

Qing Yi silently glanced around a few times, then put on headphones and said softly, “Boring.”

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In Intelligence Department One, Team Seven, Qing Chen had just woken up when he saw more than ten people, including Qing Hua, standing quietly outside his office door, silently staring at him through the transparent glass.

Qing Chen was slightly taken aback, “If there’s something, come in and say it.”

After entering the office, Qing Hua said in a low voice, “Boss, in the past few days, we’ve captured 71 people in total, of which 17 were released with your approval, 45 have confessed, 6 accidentally died during the interrogation process, but there are still 3 people whose mouths we can’t pry open at all.”

This made Qing Hua feel ashamed; the boss had already helped them find the suspects, yet they couldn’t make all the suspects admit their guilt and accept punishment.

This had nothing to do with Inspector Qing Chen—it was purely due to their own shortcomings.

Previously, Qing Hua and his team were worried that the new boss might not be capable enough; now they were worried whether their abilities were sufficient to match the boss’s.

Qing Chen thought for a moment, “I’ll go take a look at the interrogation room.”

Qing Hua was startled, “That place is dirty and messy, you don’t need to go there yourself, you might stain your eyes.”

Qing Chen shook his head, “It’s fine, just a quick look.”

Qing Hua led Qing Chen to the third sub-level, which was the independent secret prison of Team Seven.

Upon entering, a stench of blood and foul odor hit them. Qing Hua whispered, “Sometimes the suspects can’t bear it and soil themselves… I’ve already arranged for Yang Xuyang to disinfect the area, trying to minimize the smell.”

At this moment, however, Qing Hua noticed that Qing Chen walked forward unfazed as if he didn’t smell anything.

As Qing Chen passed the doors of each cell, the three suspects who refused to confess were no longer recognizably human; pieces of skin had been peeled from their bodies by Qing Hua and his team, making for a particularly brutal sight.

Perhaps this was why people from Intelligence Department One were called Living Hades; anyone entering, guilty or not, would be stripped of a layer of skin, and this “stripping of skin” wasn’t an exaggerated metaphor.

Qing Hua looked at Qing Chen with some concern, fearing the boss would find their methods too primitive and malicious.

But Qing Chen then asked, “These three suspects are from Deer Island, tormented to this extent and still silent, which means they’ve undergone harsh counter-interrogation training.”

Qing Hua nodded, “Yes, when we caught them, there were scars on the insides of their thighs where skin had been peeled off, definitely left by training at Deer Island.”

“If we still can’t get them to talk, they’re not much use to us, this isn’t your fault,” Qing Chen said as he turned to walk back.

After a moment of thought, Qing Hua said, “Should we just kill them? These people must be very important to Deer Island.”

Qing Chen also pondered, “Wouldn’t it be a pity to kill them?”

These three from Deer Island had already had their iris patterns, DNA, fingerprints, facial information, and even body shape data extracted and entered into Team Seven’s database by Qing Hua.

Being caught meant they would most likely be unable to work in intelligence anymore.

The information in their brains was useful, but if they couldn’t be coerced, keeping them meant feeding three more mouths for Qing Chen.

Qing Chen thought for a moment and then said, “Don’t kill them yet, I’ll ask Mr. Shadow if he wants to transfer them.”

Qing Hua nodded, “Understood.”

At that moment, Qing Chen slowed his pace, “Right, there are also some people who are not that important, right?”

Qing Hua nodded again, “We’re preparing to send them to the prosecutor’s office to file charges.”

These so-called unimportant people, like Zhou Chenyi who served the Jindai family, was merely a gofer, involved in laundering money, offering and taking bribes for the Jindai Clan in the number 10 city.

Such characters were of marginal significance to the Qing’s Family—like a tasteless rib, bland yet a pity to waste.

But they were somewhat important to the Jindai family, at least somewhat useful.

“After the public prosecution, comes sentencing,” Qing Chen reflected; no one was taking him to task over his case clearance rate, and Mr. Shadow hadn’t said that he had to solve a certain number of cases. Handing this suspect over to the prosecutor’s office meant no gain for him.

Qing Chen looked at Qing Hua and said, “Go ask the Jindai side if they are interested in making a trade for someone like Zhou Chenyi. If they want to trade, let them bring two people from Deer Island for the exchange. They must bring their files and solid evidence, otherwise, we’ll proceed with the prosecution.”

For Qing Chen, trading one Jindai for two from Deer Island seemed like a good deal.

It should also seem like a good deal to the Jindai.

Qing Chen glanced at Qing Hua, “Those three who don’t intend to speak can also be traded, in the same way, we’ll exchange them for equally important Jindai Members, one for two.”

At that moment, Qing Hua and his colleagues were dumbfounded.

Having been in Intelligence Department One for over a decade, it was the first time he saw such a bold move.

If the Jindai and Deer Island really agreed, then wouldn’t Intelligence Department One, Team Seven no longer need to work cases, simply trafficking between their own hands to solve more crimes?

Qing Chen looked at Qing Hua, “It’s not about working cases, the number 10 city is in peace and prosperity now, but there’s still war in the north. The Jindai and Deer Island have formed an alliance, and even within Intelligence Department One, the Jindai and Deer Island have banded together. If they dare to trade with us privately, let the news out and let them tear each other apart.”

Qing Chen couldn’t sway the war; that was something only the big players could decide.

The power he wielded was as fragile as paper in the face of consortiums, and he was just getting started.

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