Fang Han put six black statues into the evidence bag and said, "Which one should start?"

"Everything is ready," Ingret said: "Do you use a lie detector?"

Fang Han nodded: "The original method is the most effective!"

Bogner curled his lips disdainfully. The original interrogation method was almost eliminated. The power of drugs was the strongest. Humans were very fragile animals. No matter how strong they were, they could not resist drugs.

Everyone came to an interrogation room, only Fang Han and Ingret entered the interior, while the rest watched through a single mirror outside.

Fang Han picked out a black statue from the evidence bag, handed the rest to Elton, entered the interrogation room and sat opposite a white man in his forties.

The white man's forehead was as wide as a knife, his eyes were calm and his heart was as calm as water, looking at Fang Han and Ingret.

Fang Han said: "Cobham, we meet again."

Cobham glanced at him, but didn't recognize him, his eyes quickly turned away without saying a word.

Fang Han said: "It seems that Councillor Dougson didn't offend you, right?...Is someone paying a lot of money to buy his life? Oh, that must be a considerable amount of money. You can't enjoy them now!"

"Tell me, there are only seven of you? I think more, I escape when I see the opportunity!"

"Your mother celebrates her birthday today? It's a pity that you can't attend her birthday party. You're not a good son!"

"After this year, your son will be ten years old. I wonder if he will miss you, his father, or have a good relationship with his stepfather. I gradually forgot about you and forget that he is Cobham's son."

"Your assassination of Dougson is just an appetizer. Do you want to do a big deal, right?"

"The most important thing for people is to live. You are destined to spend the rest of your life in prison. What else do you care about?... Oh. A kind reminder, be careful of revenge, Councilman Dougson, Councilman Hawke, Councilman McCann. Will they generously forgive you?"

"What will they do? Unfortunately, you should transfer your mother, wife and son abroad, to the United Kingdom, France, and even China earlier!...The parliamentarians talked, I'm afraid your wife's job will not be saved. Your son's school..., your mother may have a car accident..."

After Fang Han said this, he stopped and looked at Cobham quietly. His eyes were calm as if he had not heard Fang Han say anything.

"What is this? Can you tell me?" Fang Han put the black statue on the table and said with a smile: "It looks ugly, is this yours?"

He pushed the black statue forward so that Cobham could see clearly.

Cobham blinked and stared at the black statue.

"Bang!" The statue was suddenly smashed into powder by a punch, splashing everywhere.

Fang Han slowly withdrew his fist and blew it gently, and the powder on his fist flew away and slowly landed on the table.

"Ao..." Cobham rushed towards Fang Han, but was grabbed by the iron chain, and the distance between him and Fang Han could not be shortened.

Fang Han's face remained calm and looked at Cobham quietly: "Now, the true God you believe in has given up on you, you have nothing!"

"When you do these things, you should think of this end." Fang Han sighed and shook his head helplessly: "Living in this world is suffering."

"You have a big move, where are you going to blow up?" Fang Han asked plainly: "Pentagon?"

"White House?"

"New York Airport?"

"New York Railway Station?"

“New York Metro?”

Cobham just stared at him, his eyes as if they were about to burst into flames.

Fang Han said: "It seems that you are not calm enough today. Let's talk about it another day!"

He got up and left the interrogation room, and Ingret followed.

The people behind the one-way glass did not say a word, and were immersed in the atmosphere created by Fang Han. They did not breathe a sigh of relief until Fang Han came to them.

Bogner's eyes flashed and his heart was surging. Why didn't he expect to exert force in the direction of their beliefs? He was so stupid that his head became rigid!

Fang Han said: "Next!"

Ingrid nodded: "Follow me."

Everyone followed to another interrogation room. They were still standing behind the mirror. Fang Han and Ingret entered the interior of the interrogation room.

Sitting in the chair was a tall and burly middle-aged man with yellow hair and pale skin.

He was napping in a chair. Fang Han sat down and handed him the black statue directly, turned his head to Ingret and said, "Get a bottle of whiskey for Cowley."

Ingret turned and left the interrogation room, quickly took a bottle of whiskey, Fang Han slapped his mouth, and Ingret handed the wine to Cowley.

Cowley put the black statue on the table, and didn't even look at it, and didn't care at all.

He looked at the wine, then looked at Fang Han.

Fang Han smiled and said, "Don't worry, there is no medicine."

Cowley moved the cap without hesitation, drank it all in one breath, and burped a big burp when putting down the bottle, and let out a long sip of wine.

Fang Han said: "What a wonderful thing it would be to have a bottle of whiskey every day!... Actually, I admire you very much. I specialize in assassinating MPs. No matter what the motivation is, it is amazing with just this courage. It is far from what ordinary people can do!"

"I know, in addition to assassinating Councillor Dougson, you also assassinated McCann and Hawke. They all succeeded. This time they were not lucky enough to meet me, so they failed."

"In addition to assassinating Dougson, you also want to assassinate the president, that's what you really enjoy."

"But assassination of the president is nothing great. It's not as exciting as blowing up the Gemini Building. Are there any plans for explosion?"

"Where is the best place to blow up? I think it's a train station."

Fang Han seemed to chat with him, regardless of Caulley's answer, just talking to himself, looking excited.

Ten minutes later, Fang Han and Ingret left the interrogation room and then arrived at another one.

This time, he held a knife and slowly cut the black statue, asked a question and cut it, and was indifferent and had fun. The white young man opposite him didn't say a word, but his expression was restless, and his eyes were always attracted by Fang Han's knife and the black statue.

He examined three people in one breath, either hard or soft, with a variety of styles, which made the rest dazzled, shocked Fang Han and his ability to penetrate the hearts and inexplicably feared.

Fang Han and Ingret took the paper printed by the lie detector and went to a conference room to start analyzing. Ingret's intelligence analysis ability is well-deserved as the first. CIA people also admitted this.

After they entered, there was no movement. Bird and the others gathered in the conference room, discussing Fang Han's interrogation techniques.

Some praise them and serve according to others. They directly hit the opponent's weaknesses, while others disdain them. They are just scheming and have limited effects and should have no effect.

Bogner's face turned gloomy and said nothing, recalling Fang Han's every move.

Clara's beautiful face was full of surprise and admiration.

"Elton, Super Policeman is very fierce!" An FBI agent gave Elton a thumbs up: "I thought he was just good at being good and his mind was even better!"

Elton nodded slowly.

He was also surprised. The other party looked at him with admiration and finally understood why Ingret put down his figure and begged him to join the investigation team. His interrogation skills were indeed superhuman.

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Fang Han and Ingret came out and handed a report to Bird.

Bird sat at the front of the table and read it. He finished reading it quickly and looked up and said, "According to this report, you will determine the terrorist attack, right?"

Fang Han nodded.

Bird Road: "About the train station?"

"Very likely!" Ingret said.

Bird asked: "How accurate is it?"

Ingret said: "…60 percent."

Bogner interrupted: "The probability is a bit low. The impact of the railway station blockade is too great. If there is a false alarm, we will be held accountable!"

"I am willing to be held accountable for 60%!" Ingret said.

Bogner sneered: "You are great. We are all selfish!"

Ingret frowned and said, "Borgner, is it 100% that your CIA's intelligence? Which one is not wrong?"

Bogner stumbled and snorted: "These are two different things!"

Ingret was too lazy to reason about him and turned his head to look at Bird.

Bird pondered without saying a word.

Fang Han said: "There are three more, let's review it again. I hope they can deny this inference, otherwise it will be troublesome!"

"You can stop it if you know in advance." Ingret said: "This is a good thing."

Fang Han shook his head: "These guys have been strictly trained, not ordinary wandering soldiers and scattered brave men!"

Bogner's face was gloomy and he didn't speak.

At this time, a doctor came over and handed Bird a report. Bird looked at it for a while, and handed it to Ingret. After Ingret finished reading it, he handed it to Fang Han.

Bogner stared at Fang Han with a dark face.

After reading it, Fang Han handed it to Elton and smiled at Bogner.

Elton didn't go too far, and after seeing it, he handed it to Bogner. Bogner quickly glanced at it and frowned and said, "Unknown substance? Can't you find out what it is?"

Bird said: "It only takes this step to find out when the time is tight. It takes a lot of time to thoroughly find out that it requires tedious experiments."

"Incompetent!" Bogner snorted.

Bird said: "It seems that the drug cannot be used. The other party is specifically targeting us. Mr. Fang, please continue to review!"
To be continued...