The Greatest Village Doctor In The World

Chapter 911 Interrogation

A group of people went downstairs and returned to the SUV.

On the way to the police station, Chen Murong was constantly on the phone, discussing the incident that had just occurred.

Neither Zhang He nor Ling Feng spoke to each other, both feeling very complicated.

After a long silence, Zhang He suddenly looked at Ling Feng: "The incident just now is definitely going to be hot news. I bet you’re going to be famous!"

Ling Feng was stunned, then chuckled bitterly: "Fame is fame. It doesn’t matter to me!"

"We still don’t know how things will develop, but let me tell you, the spread of this incident will definitely be much bigger than you imagine. You might need to wear a mask when you go out in the future!" Zhang He said.

Hearing this, Ling Feng felt a surge of worry, realizing the seriousness of the situation!

He then couldn’t help asking: "So, is it still possible to control the spread of the news?"

"I’m afraid it might be a bit difficult!"

Zhang He shook his head, chuckling: "Why so nervous? Isn’t being a star a good thing?"

"Not interested!"

Ling Feng shook his head: "What worries me is that wherever I go in the future, I’ll be recognized. Wouldn’t that be a disaster?"

"Can’t help it, from the looks of it, unless you learn the Art of Disguise we talked about today, you’ll have to stick with masks and sunglasses!" said Zhang He.

"..."

Ling Feng was speechless: "I haven’t done anything wrong, why do I have to act like I can’t face people!"

He had just finished speaking when he saw Zheng Yitong’s expression stiffen for a moment, glancing at him.

Ling Feng immediately knew he had said the wrong thing. He didn’t like that kind of get-up, but as a star, it was often necessary!

So he quickly smiled apologetically: "I’m sorry Miss Zheng, I didn’t mean you!"

"No, I know!" Zheng Yitong smiled.

Ling Feng changed the topic, looking at Zhang He: "Speaking of which, the Art of Disguise could really be an opportunity, wasn’t the guy we caught on stage just using it to deceive everyone thoroughly?"

"Yes, but you’re thinking about learning from him? What a joke, do you think he would tell you?" Zhang He rolled his eyes.

Ling Feng chuckled: "Well, that’s hard to say!"

"How so? Do you have a way to handle him?" Zhang He asked in surprise.

"Let’s just try and see later!"

Ling Feng said meaningfully.

At this time, Zhang He seemed to remember something else and asked curiously: "Right, how did you manage back there when the incident occurred, making that guy unable to move?"

"That’s a secret!" Ling Feng said seriously.

"Damn!"

Zhang He rolled his eyes and couldn’t be bothered to ask more.

The car hadn’t traveled far before it turned into the nearest police station.

Many members of the Flying Tigers and Harbor Island police had gathered, setting up a perimeter as if preparing for a major battle.

From this, Ling Feng understood the influence of Chen Murong; the incident involved her daughter, otherwise the police wouldn’t have reacted so significantly.

The group got out of the car and followed an officer into the police station building; the suspect had already been handcuffed and shackled and taken to the interrogation room.

With Chen Murong present, Ling Feng and the others were allowed into a room adjacent to the interrogation room without any obstacles.

But Zheng Yitong chose to stay outside, not wanting to see that person again.

Thus, only Ling Feng, Zhang He, and Chen Murong were present besides the police detectives.

Through the one-way glass, Ling Feng looked at the man inside.

His height and build matched the award-winning actor’s precisely, but his face was far inferior.

Currently, the police were pressing him about the whereabouts of the actor he had replaced, who had yet to be found.

The police personnel asked questions in Cantonese, Mandarin, and English in turn, but the man sat there as if he was deaf, expressionless and silent.

Ling Feng looked at Zhang He: "How about you try next? I remember you have a knack for interrogation."

"Don’t you want to show your skills?" Zhang He turned his head to ask.

Ling Feng smiled: "You go first."

"Cut the crap, you’re just waiting for me to be helpless before you show off, right?" Zhang He gave him a glance.

Ling Feng looked at him: "No, I’m just lazy and want to reap the benefits without working."

While they were talking, the detective had exhausted all techniques, but couldn’t get a word out of the suspect, and angrily left the interrogation room.

Then the detective turned to Zhang He: "Director Zhang..."

"Alright, let me give it a try."

Zhang He nodded and stepped into the interrogation room.

Ling Feng, watching from outside, thought to himself that Zhang He never allowed him inside during previous interrogations, now he finally had the chance to see how it was done.

But what happened next completely stunned Ling Feng!

Because as soon as Zhang He entered, he didn’t say a word and just kicked the man!

The man had been feeling smug, having scared off one detective and expecting to intimidate another, feeling quite powerful.

Unprepared, the kick landed squarely on his chest, and he crashed to the floor along with the chair with a loud clatter!

Like Ling Feng, everyone outside was also dumbfounded!

The Harbor Island police quickly rushed in, telling Zhang He: "Director Zhang, you mustn’t hit him!"

"Don’t stop me, if we don’t teach this kid a lesson, he won’t talk!"

Zhang He loosened his tie, looking ready to fight.

Ling Feng rolled his eyes, thinking: I could use those interrogation techniques too!

Considering it wasn’t their place, eventually, when others really insisted, Zhang He left the interrogation room cursing.

Returning to Ling Feng, Zhang He looked bewildered: "You think I was doing that on purpose?"

"What, acting so no one would see your interrogation methods?"

"No, of course not, that’s just my style!"

"Haha, I guess I’ll believe you then!"

Ling Feng laughed, patted his shoulder, then said to the police detective: "Let me try, I promise I won’t hit him!"

The detective was speechless but since Ling Feng had made the catch, he nodded: "Alright, please go in."

Ling Feng stepped into the interrogation room and saw the man looking very disheveled, with a footprint clearly visible on his chest.

Seeing no sign of Zhang He, the man redirected his intense anger towards Ling Feng, glaring at him with eyes shooting flames.

Ling Feng smiled and sat down, calmly asking: "You’re from Dongying, right?"

But the man looked confused, obviously not understanding his words!

Ling Feng didn’t speak any other languages, and it seemed communication was at a deadlock.

However, he wasn’t in a hurry, smiled and continued: "I know you’re from Dongying. It’s normal that you don’t understand me; no worries, we can just find another way to communicate."

Then he reached out and took the man’s hand!