Chapter 247 Wei Fan commits suicide
The whole long night passed quietly, and He Feng sat in the office like a statue, never leaving. He had never smoked cigarettes, but now he had smoked a whole pack of cigarettes in one night. The lingering smoke filled the air, as if symbolizing his inner entanglement and anxiety.
The morning sun shone through the window onto He Feng's exhausted face, but his eyes were still firm and sharp. Without saying a word, he immediately ordered his men to escort Wei Fan to the interrogation room. Seeing this, Ma Xin hurried forward to stop He Feng, because she knew that He Feng was on the verge of emotional collapse.
"Director, now is not a good time to interrogate Wei Fan. You should go and have a good rest first!" Ma Xin advised with a worried look on his face.
However, He Feng just shook his head gently, and replied calmly but powerfully: "It doesn't matter. At this moment, my condition is the most stable. I know very well what I should do next."
Seeing this, Ma Xin originally planned to follow He Feng into the interrogation room to assist in the interrogation, but she didn't expect that He Feng would decisively reject her this time. "I'm the only one needed this time." He Feng's words were brief and decisive, which made Ma Xin stunned.
Ma Xin pondered in her heart that she had never expected the killer imprisoned in the interrogation room to be so powerful that he could easily crack even the interrogation skills that she was so proud of. But even so, she really couldn't think of a better response strategy for a while.
When Wei Fan saw that only He Feng walked into the interrogation room, he raised a contemptuous smile and said, "Director He, I didn't expect you to be so capable. No matter what kind of danger you are in, you can stay safe and sound. It seems that I underestimated you before."
He Feng was very angry at first, but after seeing Wei Fan, all his anger disappeared at once. After all, he was indeed too anxious about this matter.
So, he stared at Wei Fan with a scrutinizing gaze and slowly said, "Great, you are indeed a professional killer! At such a dangerous and life-threatening moment, you were able to fight back and kill me. Such means and courage are truly admirable!"
Wei Fan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile: "Director He, you are really too kind. Originally, our primary target of this operation was you, so we carefully planned to lure you to our secret base. However, what we didn't expect was that you were able to escape so successfully. You are really amazing."
He Feng smiled slightly upon hearing this, walked up to Wei Fan, stared at him, and said in a deep voice: "Do you know how serious a crime it is to assassinate the director of the Public Security Bureau? For committing such a heinous crime, only severe punishment by law awaits you!"
Wei Fan met He Feng's gaze fearlessly, his expression still calm and composed, and responded calmly: "Director He, you don't have to tease me here. I know in my heart that after the failure of this mission, our fate is nothing but death. But if you try to get any valuable information from me, I'm afraid it's just a foolish dream, absolutely impossible!"
He Feng knew very well that he couldn't pry any useful information out of this tough guy in front of him, so he had no choice but to wave his hand and signal his men to take Wei Fan away.
Not long after, Wei Fan was taken back to the detention center. While he was sitting on the cold bench, thinking to himself, he suddenly heard a slight sound of footsteps beside him. Then, a young man with an immature face quietly came to Wei Fan and said in a low voice: "Wei Fan, I am the person specially sent by the higher-ups to contact you."
Wei Fan frowned slightly, with obvious suspicion in his eyes. He stared straight at the man next to him and said in a cold voice, "The moon is bright in front of the window." Obviously, he was full of vigilance and distrust about everything that was happening before his eyes.
The man standing aside couldn't help but feel nervous, thinking to himself that he didn't expect Wei Fan to be so cautious in such a situation. However, at this moment, it was almost impossible to rescue Wei Fan from the predicament. Helplessly, he could only cough lightly and responded: "Go to the next level."
After hearing this secret signal, Wei Fan's tense expression relaxed a little, but he still did not completely let down his guard. He stared at the person next to him and asked, "I wonder what the master's order is for me?"
The man's eyes flickered, and after a slight hesitation, he slowly took out a piece of paper from his pocket, handed it to Wei Fan and said, "The master said that as long as you see the words written on the paper, you will know the reason."
Wei Fan stretched out his trembling hand and carefully took the note. When he unfolded the note, he found that there was not a single word on it! In an instant, Wei Fan's heart seemed to fall into an ice cellar, freezing to the bone. He stared blankly at the blank paper, and stood there as if struck by lightning. In just a moment, he understood the meaning behind the blank note - he was completely abandoned.
Wei Fan wanted to say something, but he swallowed it back. He knew that even if he begged, the people above him would not have the slightest mercy on him. Finally, Wei Fan sighed deeply, looked at the people around him with almost desperate eyes, and said in a heavy tone with a hint of pleading: "I hope you can help take care of my family..."
Although Wei Fan knew very well that even if he made such a request, the people above him would most likely ignore him, this was the only last words he could leave at the end of his life.
The person next to him didn't say anything, just nodded and walked away.
Wei Fan looked around, trying to determine how he died. Looking at the empty detention center, he could only take out a button with a small white pill inside.
Wei Fan really didn't know what to say. After all, this was how his life was like, so he put the small white medicine in his mouth.
After a while, Wei Fan collapsed to the ground with foam coming out of his mouth. The people in the detention center became anxious and started shouting hurriedly.
By the time the police from the detention center came over, Wei Fan had already died: "Report this to the director quickly."
"Yes."
Zhao Lei came to the door of He Feng's office and knocked gently: "Director, I have something important to report."
He Feng nodded: "Come in."
He Feng was thinking about how to pry open Wei Fan's mouth, but he didn't expect Zhao Lei to bring the news that Wei Fan had committed suicide by taking pills.