Scorpion lounged leisurely against the back of the chair and even hummed a tune to himself. Apparently, he didn't take Jiang Cong seriously.
Jiang Cong wasn't annoyed either. He retaliated against Scorpion in the same way, causing Scorpion's originally calm and fearless aura to waver slightly due to Jiang Cong's strategy of boiling the frog in warm water.
Could it be that Jiang Cong really knew something?
Impossible!
Scorpion quickly dismissed the thought in his mind. He had hidden it so secretly that only someone who had been by his side for years would know that secret.
Jiang Cong's expression became even more unfathomable. "You're suspecting that I know something, aren't you?"
Bluffing and feigning strength were Jiang Cong's usual tactics during interrogations. A person's psychology wasn't always in a perfect and invincible state. On the contrary, the more powerful a person was, the more obvious their psychological weaknesses were.
What he had to do wasn't to force a confession harshly. That would only make the criminals think that the police were out of clues and had no other choice but to hold on tightly to this hard - caught big fish.
Especially someone like Scorpion, who had been in real battles for years, had come back from the gates of hell, and lived a life on the edge. He had lost his basic sense of morality. Previous investigations had also shown that Scorpion was all alone; his parents and relatives were no longer in this world.
It seemed that Scorpion had no weaknesses, but what could be supporting him to live such a life?
What could a person who wasn't afraid of death be afraid of?
Scorpion tightly gripped the cold handcuffs on his wrist. His dark and determined face tried to remain calm. "I don't understand what you're talking about. Your bluffing isn't that great either."
Jiang Cong raised his eyebrows with interest. His black eyes showed even more interest in Scorpion. It seemed that this time, he had really met a tough nut to crack.
But unfortunately, he, Jiang Cong, wasn't someone who only relied on those two tricks.
"Not bad, not bad." Jiang Cong clapped his hands without any concealment and praised Scorpion. He wasn't flustered because Scorpion had seen through his bluff.
Yang Heng sat on one side, not daring to breathe loudly. God knew how nervous he was when Scorpion said that Jiang Cong was bluffing.
But at this moment, he could only try to act as if nothing had happened. Otherwise, if Scorpion found any more clues, it would not only drag Jiang Cong down but also make all the efforts of the police station in recent days go to waste.
As time passed, Scorpion had originally looked down on Jiang Cong a bit. But gradually, in the confrontation with Jiang Cong, he realized that Jiang Cong was much more scheming than he had imagined. The words he said hit the nail on the head, but they were also like a slow - cutting knife, not giving a quick end.
Scorpion's mood became a bit irritable. He shouted in a rough voice, "We're all men. Can you stop being so indirect, like a woman, so fussy?"
If an ordinary man heard such insulting words from Scorpion, he would probably be extremely embarrassed and quickly end the conversation. However, Jiang Cong wasn't an ordinary man.
"You mind your own business." Jiang Cong casually spat out three words. His expression remained calm. He even tidied up the collar of his shirt, showing no sign of being affected by Scorpion's words.
Scorpion simply closed his eyes and stopped talking to the man in front of him who seemed to have become a mastermind. He resisted communicating with Jiang Cong.
Seeing this, Jiang Cong got up from the chair behind the table and paced in front of Scorpion. Although Scorpion seemed to be closing his eyes to rest, when Jiang Cong got closer to him, his ears still moved slightly, almost imperceptibly.
"How's your boss now? You said you're in here. What kind of fate do you think he'll have when your hungry - looking subordinates are eyeing him like a piece of fat?" Jiang Cong walked closer to Scorpion and noticed a scar on his arm and chest. There was also a faint sandalwood scent on his body.
This didn't mean that Scorpion was devoutly religious, but he must have some kind of belief, and the word "loyalty" was the best explanation.
Men valued brotherhood the most, especially those like Scorpion who were involved in drug - trafficking. They needed trustworthy confidants. And what did those in the underworld believe in the most? Of course, it was Lord Guan, the symbol of loyalty and righteousness.
Scorpion had his own confidants for his business, so he must also be a confidant of someone.
In Scorpion's criminal gang, he was already the highest - ranking leader on the surface, but in fact, there was someone else pulling the strings in the dark.
According to previous intelligence from the undercover agent, there used to be a boss in Scorpion's criminal gang. But after Scorpion came, the boss who held the power suddenly disappeared. Everyone thought that the boss had either been arrested or quit the business. But only Scorpion knew that the boss had always been watching their every move in the dark.
When Scorpion heard the word "boss" from Jiang Cong, an alarm bell rang in his mind. His still body began to move. His feet rubbed against the ground intentionally or unintentionally, indicating that Scorpion was thinking and analyzing. He was already convinced that Jiang Cong knew something.
"Dead." Scorpion said without any emotional fluctuation, extremely cold.
But this kind of reaction made Jiang Cong notice something was wrong.
Previously, Scorpion had always been expressionless or just joking casually, deliberately teasing those who came to interrogate him. Now, his coldness, although seemingly indifferent, was actually a way of protecting someone.
It seemed that he had guessed right.
Jiang Cong let out a surprised "huh" and got even closer to Scorpion, creating an indescribable sense of oppression. "Well, you'd better hide him well. Don't let others find him. If I were you, I'd keep him by my side. At least that way, he'd be safe."
Scorpion suddenly opened his eyes. The scar at the corner of his eye looked cold and terrifying. "Are you hinting at something? Aren't you afraid that your superior will blame you and punish you for doing this?"
Jiang Cong seemed to have heard a joke. He gave Scorpion a cold look. The nonchalance in his eyes deeply irritated Scorpion's already fragile nerves. "Do you think that's possible?"
What an arrogant statement.
But Scorpion couldn't say anything. He knew that Jiang Cong had the ability and the capital to say such a thing.
After much thought, Scorpion gritted his teeth and made a desperate decision. "If I tell you, will you keep my boss safe?"
Jiang Cong spread his hands and didn't make any promises. Instead, he said in an even calmer tone, "You have no other choice but to cooperate with the police. Your boss will be arrested and imprisoned, but the police will protect him well. Sometimes, only when a person is alive can they talk about other things."