Ye Huohuo was soon brought from the interrogation room to the examination room.
She sat on the interrogation chair.
Although Ye Huohuo had been unlucky for many years and facing life and death had become commonplace, this was her first time in a police interrogation room, and her first time sitting in an interrogation chair.
This chair was not as comfortable as an ordinary chair. It was made of iron, its legs were embedded in the ground, and it couldn't move an inch. The seat was hard and cold. Although there was a cushion on it, the cushion was very thin, and when sitting on it, one could still feel the chilling air emanating from the iron chair.
What was most unbearable was that Ye Huohuo had injured her buttocks before. Although it had almost healed, sitting on such a hard and cold chair, waves of cold air seeped into her body through the wound, and the wound was also painfully pressed by the hard chair surface.
She could endure it when she first sat down, but after sitting for a long time, she couldn't stand it. It felt like sitting on a bed of nails, and she had to shift her body from time to time. As she moved, the handcuffs on her ankles and wrists jingled along.
"Sit properly, don't move around!" There were two preliminary investigators in the interrogation room. Ye Huohuo had never seen these two people before. One was older, wearing black-rimmed glasses, and looked very scholarly. The other looked very young and was probably his assistant. Both of them had stern faces and were in a businesslike manner.
Ye Huohuo gritted her teeth, clenched her fists, glanced at the mirror on the wall, then let go and chuckled, "I haven't been convicted of murder yet, have I? I should still have human rights. Can I have a softer cushion?"
"This is an interrogation room, not a hotel. As a criminal suspect, you are not qualified to make demands!" The young police officer's face was filled with anger.
"Are you convicting me?" Ye Huohuo narrowed her eyes, her tone laced with a cold sneer. "Have your Captain Liu come here and ask him if I'm qualified to ask for a soft cushion!"
The older preliminary investigator picked up his teacup and slowly sipped his tea, not even lifting his eyelids. When the younger police officer heard Ye Huohuo say that, he became even more angry. "Behave yourself. Don't think that just because you have some connection with the Li family we can't interrogate you. Let me tell you, even if Li Mohan broke the law, we would still be qualified to arrest him! Once you're here, you can only confess honestly, don't think about anything else."
At this moment, the door of the interrogation room was opened from the outside, and a police officer poked his head in and called out, "Old Zhang!"
The police officer wearing black-rimmed glasses glanced at the doorway, then at Ye Huohuo, stood up, and walked out.
At the moment the interrogation room door was about to close, Ye Huohuo heard someone at the door quietly say, "...He's here!"
Ye Huohuo's brow furrowed. Who was here?
Although she didn't hear clearly who had arrived, judging by the police officer's serious demeanor as if facing a formidable enemy, the person must be important.
Who could it be? Could it be Li Mohan? Did he know she had been arrested and came to see her in person? Thinking of this, Ye Huohuo felt a warmth spread through her heart. He... still cared about her!
His arrival, though it might not influence the investigation, could at least make her more comfortable here, even if it meant getting a softer cushion. Sitting on this iron chair with her injuries was truly uncomfortable.
Ye Huohuo looked at the young police officer remaining in the interrogation room and unconsciously shifted her body again, trying to sit in a way that wouldn't touch her wound. "I say, little police officer, hurry and get me a soft cushion. I'm not trying to make things difficult for you. I'm injured, and I can't sit on such a hard chair. If my injuries worsen, it won't be good for you to explain, right?"
She was trying her best to suppress her anger and reason with him, but she didn't expect the young police officer to be as stubborn as an iron plate, solely targeting her. Even this simple request was met with disagreement after much persuasion.
Even with the best temper, Ye Huohuo couldn't suppress her anger. She narrowed her eyes. "Fine, I don't understand anything else, but I know I have the right to hire a lawyer now. Until my lawyer arrives, I will not answer your questions. And I said I'm injured. If my injuries worsen because of you, you will also be held responsible!"
The young police officer glanced at the door, then at the monitor and the one-way mirror in the observation room. He slowly stood up, walked in front of Ye Huohuo, deliberately turning his back to the monitor and the one-way mirror, blocking Ye Huohuo.
Ye Huohuo tilted her head to look at the young police officer, who was in his twenties. Only then did she carefully observe his appearance. He was a rather handsome young man with thick eyebrows and piercing eyes. Judging by his appearance, his personality should be rather impulsive.
For such people, Ye Huohuo knew that once they made up their minds about something, it was very difficult to change their views, and they tended to act impulsively. At this moment, the police officer's eyes flashed with anger, and he glared at her as if he wanted to devour her.
"Do you know Bai Wei?"
"My name is Bai Jingwen, and Bai Wei is my cousin. If you killed her, I will never let you go," the young police officer said, almost biting out each word through clenched teeth.
Ye Huohuo leaned back slightly. The hard chair back pressed against the wound on her shoulder and back, making her gasp in pain. It took her a while to speak, "I understand how you feel, but you're hating the wrong person. Your cousin wasn't killed by me. I also really want to know who is trying to frame me."
"Nice words, but someone personally witnessed you killing someone, and there's evidence of your presence at the scene. With eyewitnesses and physical evidence, are you still going to quibble?" Bai Jingwen said hatefully, simultaneously placing his hand on Ye Huohuo's wrist.
He used his strength skillfully. His hand pressed on the handcuffs on Ye Huohuo's wrist. Under his pressure, the handcuffs pressed heavily onto Ye Huohuo's tender wrist skin, just like being tightly bound by iron. It was painful, but it only left an indentation from the handcuffs.
Even an expert assessment wouldn't be able to prove who had done it; it would seem more like the result of the prisoner struggling violently.
Ye Huohuo's brow furrowed in pain, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead. "Are you going to torture me? I told you, I didn't kill anyone. Why don't you tell me the clues you have now? Maybe I can help you find the murderer quickly."
"Nice words. You are the murderer, and you say you'll help us catch the murderer. Don't you find that ridiculous?"
"Okay, you say someone saw me kill someone. Bring him here, and we can confront each other. You can't just believe one person's word!" Ye Huohuo tried to use her other hand to pry Bai Jingwen's hand away, but her other hand was also handcuffed. She struggled for a long time but couldn't break free, so she had to endure Bai Jingwen's "covert torture."
"You want evidence, right? The evidence pointing to you will be found soon. By then, even if you admit it, it won't be considered a confession. Ye Huohuo, listen to me. I truly hope you continue to deny it. That way, you won't escape the death penalty." Bai Jingwen's once handsome face became contorted with hatred.
"You..." Ye Huohuo's right hand, which was held, became numb and swollen due to poor blood circulation. She suddenly yanked it back with great force. Her wrist skin was scraped and a large patch was torn open due to the strong friction, with bloodstains seeping from the severe areas.
The handcuffs got stuck in the middle of her hand and couldn't move past. They stopped abruptly, but the large scraped area on her skin looked shocking.
Bai Jingwen didn't expect Ye Huohuo to struggle suddenly, nor did he expect her to be so ruthless to herself. He had seen all sorts of vicious criminals, but none of them were like Ye Huohuo, who would tear the skin off her own hand.
He was startled and quickly let go of the hand pressing on Ye Huohuo's handcuffs, taking half a step back. Looking at the wound on Ye Huohuo's hand, he furrowed his brow tightly. "This is self-mutilation! It has nothing to do with me!"
Ye Huohuo slightly moved her wrist, then clenched her fist again. Looking at the bloodstains seeping from the back of her hand, her expression was calm. "Don't worry, I won't sue you. I didn't kill anyone, so I'm not afraid of your investigation. I just want you to know that I'm cooperating with you because I'm truly innocent, not because of your little moves just now. Remember, I'm not afraid of you!"
As Ye Huohuo spoke, she slightly raised her chin. Even though she had fallen to the status of a murder suspect, she still possessed an unyielding pride.
Bai Jingwen looked at Ye Huohuo with a complex expression.