Wen Nuan counterattacked, "You illegally detained me to investigate a crime. It has nothing to do with my marriage. I have no comment."
"Your ex-husband is the secret master of Longmen, did you know?"
"What Longmen?" Wen Nuan asked blankly. She is an actress and can express whatever expression she wants. She is very professional. It seems that the federal information is very complete. There are no secrets in this world, only open secrets.
If they don't say it, they naturally have their reasons.
The elegant man smiled and his attitude was extremely gentle, "Perhaps, we should invite him to question you. After all, he is the person who knows you best. Maybe he can give us some clues, what do you think?"
Wen Nuan was furious, damn them, they actually threatened her with Ye Feimo.
She can't take the bait, she can't take the bait, she can't harm Wu Shuang, absolutely not.
Otherwise, she would be even more sorry to the Ye family.
"He and I have divorced, and his affairs have nothing to do with me. What does my ex-husband, who is sick and about to die, have to do with me? If you want to ask him, please do it as soon as possible. Maybe he really knows something, so just ask him to let me go.
." Wen Nuan said coldly, his tone ruthless and a bit sharp.
The elegant man frowned and narrowed his eyes coldly.
Will and Daniel looked at each other, and both of them leaned back, seemingly helpless to Wen Nuan's reaction. Will said in a deep voice, "Girl, if you continue to waste our time like this, it won't be good for you or me.
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"I don't want to waste each other's time. You are also wasting my time. Maybe this person happens to be a fan of mine and is very interested in my birthmark, so she specializes in getting one of her own tattoos. I am very famous in China.
He is relatively well-known in the world. Some fans are very fanatical about their idols. They can do anything, imitate the dressing style, imitate the walk, imitate the voice. It is not surprising. It is not surprising to imitate a tattoo. You can go to
Investigate this aspect, maybe there will be clues for you." Wen Nuan said calmly, facing the FBI's interrogation, she was calm and witty.
But sometimes, calmness and wit can't help her.
Interpol has been tracking Wushuang for many years, but has no information at all. They can only hand it over to the FBI. If the FBI can't find anything, they can't withstand the pressure, so they finally caught a clue and don't want to let it go.
Even if this clue is just their inference and not supported by any evidence, they will still hold on to it.
"In this case, don't blame us for being rude and giving her some trouble." Will said in a deep voice. Several detectives behind him came up, grabbed Wenwen and dragged her back. Wenwen asked anxiously, "What are you going to do?
, let me go, let me go..."
The Wenwen Lianren chair was dragged to the center. One of the men quickly put a chain around her neck, and the other man shook the armrest to hoist the Wenwen Lianren chair...
The iron chains were so warm that I couldn't breathe. It hurt so much. I was hung vertically from the ceiling. I couldn't breathe. Due to the lack of oxygen, my head was in severe pain and dizzy. My face was also swollen and blue. The iron
The chain was wrapped tightly around her neck, cold against her skin, trying to trap her whole body.
So sad……
It felt so uncomfortable... She wanted to call for help, but her voice was stuck in her throat, and she was so uncomfortable that she couldn't spit out a word.
As the eyes gradually darkened, the man suddenly let go of the armrest, and the chair fell to the center. The chain was also loosened. She leaned weakly on the chair, and her head hurt violently, as if someone was slashing with a steel knife.
Holding her bones, she covered her neck and kept coughing, coughing, coughing...
The air slowly poured in, and she felt a little more comfortable.
Will asked, "Do you know her?"
Wen Nuan leaned against him weakly, pursed his lips, and looked deathly pale. Do you recognize him?
So what if we know each other, so what if we don’t know each other?
Can you escape?
"No... we know each other!" She spat out a few words intermittently, completely irritating them. Daniel winked, and the man wrapped the iron chain around Nuan Nuan's neck again. She wanted to break it open with her hands, but was pulled hard.
, her bones were almost broken, she screamed in pain, and was hung up again before she could react.
He repeated it five times, almost killing Wen Nuan. When he hung her up and dropped her for the fifth time, Wen Wen spit out a mouthful of blood, staining the skin on his chest red. Will asked again, "Do you know her?"
"
Her consciousness was blurred, and it was very difficult for her to pronounce words, but she said three words coldly and clearly, "I don't... know."
Next, in addition to being hoisted with iron ropes, her face was covered with black cloth, and she was washed with cold water. The lack of oxygen in her mind gradually made her consciousness become thin and drift away. Her warmth lingered on the edge of death, and she struggled desperately.
The interrogation was so harsh and cold. She struggled to maintain consciousness and did not let herself say anything she would regret in the future. She would rather be tortured to live up to her conscience. She had been afraid of pain since she was a child, but this time she was surprisingly able to endure it.
Coma, being splashed awake, comatose, continuing to be splashed awake.
Daniel repeatedly asked if she knew the people in the photos, but Wen Nuan didn't mention anything, and she was speechless.
The elegant man narrowed his eyes. Will and Daniel looked over. He shrugged. At this time, the phone rang. Will answered the phone, said a few words, looked at Nuan, changed his expression slightly, and hung up the phone unkindly.
, Wen Nuan was unconscious on the iron chair, his breath was weak, his long hair was wet and stuck to his cheeks and chest, mixed with blood, and he was very embarrassed.
Will sneered and said, "As an artist, you have a lot of face. Someone from the top management personally called you. You are not allowed to be tortured. You will bear the consequences."
"Who called?"
"It's the other way around. We're under pressure from different government departments. We can't stand it any longer. They don't allow us to hurt prisoners. How can a mere artist have the dignity to allow so many people to come out? There must be something wrong." Will said coldly.
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"There must be something weird, she must know something." Daniel said firmly.
Will looked at the unconscious Wen Nuan, spread his hands and asked, "What should I do?"
The two of them looked at the elegant man leaning on the side at the same time and asked for his opinion. Government departments had checks and balances on each other's powers. They couldn't understand many things at the moment. If the interrogation continued, Wen Nuan would not be able to hold on.
If he dies, who will be responsible?
The elegant man said, "Go up first and then talk."
Several people left Wenwen in the basement and left first. Under the daylight, Wenwen's face was full of blood and her body was soaked. Her waist and wrists were strangled with bloody marks, and salt water seeped into her skin. Even if she was unconscious, her brows were still wet.
Wrinkled in pain.
In the basement, there was only the sound of dripping water for a while.
