The bullet passed through Nguyen Hui's shoulder. After going to the hospital for emergency treatment, the police immediately brought her back and began the interrogation.

Facing the interrogators, Nguyen Hui looked pitiful, and even cried, but she refused to give anything up.

"It's the same result again." Chen Shi said, "These professional criminals are all hardheaded."

Lin Dongxue comforted him, "When my brother was an interrogator, this kind of thing was normal. These people knew that they couldn't escape from their crimes, and they’d meet the same end whether they talked or not, so they would simply die with their lips zipped. Some people had simpler motives and would talk when they entered prison in exchange for some benefits. The credit would then then be given to the prison officers."

At this moment, Nguyen Hui seemed to be saying something on the monitor screen. The interrogator busied himself...