Wang Guojun's expression kept changing, the light in his eyes flickering.
Chen Feng stood up and handed a cigarette to Wang Guojun.
"Think it over carefully. I'm going to grab some food; I haven't eaten all day and night."
"Let me know when you're ready."
Having said that, Chen Feng turned around and left.
Although Chen Feng wasn't as skilled in interrogation techniques as the Criminal Investigation Team members,
he had his own ways of dealing with common thugs and hooligans.
Talking about morals with them was useless.
Scaring them?
Also useless.
This gang had been in and out of prison and weren't easily intimidated.
For someone like Wang Guojun, who had no other family, just a sick old mother,
the only approach was through this angle.
Now, Wang Guojun was showing signs of giving in.
However, too much pressure can backfire; sometimes, he needed time to think on his own.
Just as Chen Feng was about to leave the interrogation room, Wang Guojun suddenly spoke.
"Stop!"
