Chapter 77: The Contest Has Just Begun (4)
Tang San was almost driven mad by Liu Fei. As a policeman for so many years, he had never seen such a strong-willed man. This Liu Fei seemed to be made of insulating material, no matter how much electric shock he received, even if he fainted, he would not say the words he had been expecting for so long.
It's tough. Really, really tough. Tang San secretly gave a thumbs up in his heart. However, he couldn't help but continue on because he was also relying on the director for food and shelter. If he couldn't accomplish the tasks assigned to him by the director, then he wouldn't be able to keep his position. No joking, this position brought in over 200,000 yuan a year, with many eyes fixed on it, how could he not do his best?
Liu Fei was splashed with cold water again, and he smiled with a grin: "Grandson, how is it? Is Grandpa's bones hard enough? What measures do you have, just come on, as long as Grandpa wrinkles his eyebrows, you're not my grandson!"
Tang San was furious and shouted: "Noodle Liu, get the mallet ready! Damn it, if I don't make you submit today, I'll never show my face again!"
Liu Ren, as his name suggests, looked like a noodle, tall and thin, as if he would be blown down by the wind. He eagerly picked up a hammer, a towel, and a thick "Police Behavior Specification Manual", placing them in front of Liu Fei, his eyes shining with excitement, like a hungry wolf, his eyes already showing a cruel red glow, his fingers began to tremble, his voice shaking as he said: "Captain, let me handle the hammer!"
Tang San lazily glanced at him and laughed scoldingly: "Noodle Liu, you'd better be careful with this guy, don't stir up any unexpected trouble!"
Noodle Liu immediately bent down and picked up the small iron hammer on the ground, excitedly saying: "Captain, don't worry, I've got a number under my hand, guaranteeing that he doesn't have any external injuries, but all his internal organs are displaced!"
A policeman helped him to put the books and towels on Liu Fei's chest, while Liu Gao held up the iron hammer high, swung his arm in a circle, gritted his teeth and used all his might to strike down.
"Stop right there." A hurried voice came from the doorway, and a chubby figure rushed in like a fat pig.
Noodles Liu was startled and the hammer went off, just hitting the chair next to Liu Fei, and a loud "ding" sound was heard. The sturdy chair disintegrated in an instant, and Liu Fei's body also thudded to the ground with a "thud".
The fat man who came in was Zhao Feiyue, the director of Nanping Municipal Public Security Bureau. He panted heavily and scolded: "Damn it, who told you to do this? What if someone dies? You're all pigs. Hurry up and send him to the detention center. Don't interrogate anymore."
Mian Tiao Liu had already picked up his hammer and stood aside with his head down, obediently like a grandson.
Tang San also stood up from the chair, and respectfully stood in front of Zhao Fei Yue, carefully asking: "Director Zhao, why didn't you interrogate him?"
Zhao Feiyue wiped the sweat from his face with a great effort, his complexion somewhat pale, and scolded in a huff: "What's the point of asking so many questions? Hurry up and send him to the detention center, remember it's the third one, get him a single cell."
Tang San was a bit confused at this time, thinking that Zhao's arrangement was indeed strange. This third detention center was very particular, and it was known as the "hell" for suspects. It was the most chaotic of all the detention centers, where even if you didn't die, you would lose a layer of skin. The people detained there were the city's most arrogant and ruthless repeat offenders, who would not be swayed by punishment, but their hearts were blackest, and their emotions were coldest. Of course, there was also something most terrifying...
Tang San really didn't understand, since he wasn't allowed to interrogate him and wasn't allowed to lay a hand on him, why did they still need to send him to the Third Detention Center? However, since his superior had spoken, he had to carry out the order, so he and several police officers handled the relevant procedures and sent him to the Third Detention Center overnight.
The sky was as black as ink, and the weather became unusually hot and stifling.
The night wind ruffled, and a hint of coolness began to appear in the air.
The police car sped through the night. Liu Fei leaned against the seat, his body still in a state of shock, with cold sweat dripping from his pores. He knew he had just narrowly escaped death. A few minutes ago, the scene at the city bureau was still replaying in his mind - the tall and thin figure of Mian Tiao Liu, his eyes gleaming with an abnormal excitement, his muscular arms raised high with a hammer, and the powerful force that burst forth from it. At that moment, death had been so close to him, and he had already closed his eyes, thinking he was done for. But then, unexpectedly, the stout bureau chief appeared, and Liu Fei found himself being sent to the detention center without knowing why.
Liu Fei couldn't help but have a huge question mark in his mind, why? Why did he appear at that moment? However, what left the deepest impression on Liu Fei was not the doubts in his heart, but the expressions and body language of Tang San and Mian Tiao Liu after Director Pang arrived. Liu Fei observed coldly, discovering that these two people were as obedient as grandsons in front of Director Pang, fawning like dogs, their faces with fake smiles, their waists deeply bowed. In contrast to their attitude and behavior towards him, the strong contrast brought Liu Fei an indelible impression.
Turning her head to look out of the window, dense raindrops hit the window like popping beans, it's raining.
Is this the charm of power? It actually made those two big men, who were arrogant and domineering like a mad dog just a few seconds ago, become so humble and shameless in just a few seconds.
That's right, this is power! This is the right that Chinese men have been striving for generation after generation for thousands of years.
Power can make people live with their heads held high, power can make people humble and submissive, power can lead to degeneration and corruption, power can lead to destruction and devastation, power can make people indulge in fantasies, power can make people leave a lasting legacy. This is what power is all about.
Why be an official? For power!
Why is it power? Because with power, you can do many things that ordinary people can't even imagine. Just like the scene just now, if Liu Fei hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that there were still such despicable people in this world. But that scene did indeed happen clearly.
At that moment, Liu Fei felt a little confused. When he first entered the officialdom, his goal was to become an official, to be a deputy ministerial-level official. As for why he wanted to be an official, he only knew that he had to become a deputy ministerial-level official in order to see his parents again. However, the deeper reason behind this, he wasn't quite clear about. When he usually followed Vice Governor Jiang around, he didn't feel the power and influence of being an official, possibly because the time was too short or because that level was too high. But today, Liu Fei truly saw the charm of power.
"Ka-chunk!" The police car door opened, and Liu Fei was pulled out by a policeman, diving into the vast rain curtain. The heavy rain instantly soaked Liu Fei's entire body, with rainwater dripping down his forehead, some sour, some bitter, but refreshing.
Until this moment, Liu Fei only discovered that he was extremely thirsty, and his throat seemed to have a raging fire burning inside. He tilted his head back, greedily opening his mouth wide to catch the rainwater, but it was like trying to put out a fire with a cup of water.
Before Liu Fei could even catch a few drops of rain, he was dragged by the police to a pitch-black iron gate. After going through the necessary procedures, Liu Fei was handed over to a policeman who looked very fierce.

