30: I'm a murderer! You want me to watch a horror movie and write a review?

Splash!

The water used for washing up and brushing teeth was splashed directly onto the head of the sleeping Niu Tiejun!

"Ah..."

Niu Tiejun woke up abruptly, tried to sit up, but strained the wound that had just been bandaged last night.

"What are you doing!?"

"Ugh..."

As soon as he opened his eyes, a piece of dead skin mixed with a mouthful of thick, old phlegm flowed down his face and into his mouth.

The strange taste instantly made Niu Tiejun feel nauseous.

Officer Hong glanced at Wang Fan. That guy... did he just spit that mouthful of thick phlegm in there?

"Heh heh..." Wang Fan scratched his head and gave a dry laugh.

He had caught a slight cold recently; his throat was itchy and phlegmy... So he just drank it all down: the brushing water, the thick phlegm, and the dead skin washed off his face.

Damn, that's flavorful!

Officer Hong and Wang Fan looked eagerly toward Su Yun.

Niu Tiejun glared angrily.

When he realized it was Su Yun who had splashed him, he wasn't angry.

"What? It's you again, kid?"

"Here to chat with me?"

"Something like that..."

Su Yun sat down, then looked at the two people behind him: "Um... Officer Hong, Little Wang, could you step out for a moment? I need to talk to him alone."

"Also, please prepare a coil of hemp rope, a set of headphones, a projector, and a screen for me..."

"Give me half an hour..."

He's going to start the interrogation now?

Officer Hong was surprised; the interrogation tools were a bit strange, but if Su Yun asked for them, he would provide them!

Within a dozen minutes, all the requested tools were fully prepared and handed over to Su Yun.

The moment the ward door closed.

Only Su Yun and Niu Tiejun remained.

"Haha... Kid, you don't actually think you're better than those psychological Experts, do you?"

Niu Tiejun sneered contemptuously: "To tell you the truth, I am a top psychology professor. I have studied the human psychological environment..."

"You want to get anything useful out of my mouth? Don't even dream about it!"

Yesterday, Niu Tiejun was truly affected by the anesthetic and a slight concussion. Under those circumstances, it was harmless for him to reveal a few useless hostage names.

Niu Tiejun is rich and intelligent... The first thing he did was request contact with his lawyer; he intends to turn the tables!

He certainly cannot reveal the evidence.

Facing Su Yun setting up the projector and screen inside the ward, Niu Tiejun was completely unimpressed.

"Alright, put on the headphones."

"Next, we'll start watching horror movies..."

Su Yun drew the ward curtains, plunging the room into darkness once more.

He randomly searched the internet.

A large number of horror movies were projected from the projector.

Niu Tiejun put on the headphones, his eyes staring straight ahead... "Heh heh heh... Kid, you don't actually think I'm going to yield just because of this, do you?"

He is a cannibal, a serial killer. Would he be afraid of watching these horror movies?

They aren't even as scary as he is, alright?

Su Yun said nothing in response.

Officer Hong and Wang Fan, who were standing outside the ward looking in through the sole glass window, became confused.

Stimulating others to cause a mental breakdown and conduct an interrogation—that process is smooth.

But the person lying on that sickbed is a genius with schizophrenia and super high anti-psychological capabilities... Will this work?

A few minutes passed.

A short horror film finished.

Su Yun took a notebook and a ballpoint pen from the table.

He handed them to Niu Tiejun: "Come on, start writing. Write a 5,000-word review!"

"Also, list out all the horror characters inside—the ghosts, monsters, and so on..."

"Tell me if they have single or double eyelids, if they have pimples or not, how they died, and why they want to harm people—write it all down for me!"

"Time limit: ten minutes!"

Niu Tiejun: ???

Officer Hong: ???

Niu Tiejun, half-lying on the sickbed, was covered in question marks.

I'm a serial killer, and you're asking me to write this!?

Even if my grades were good, asking me to write this is an insult!

And a damn movie review!?

What kind of interrogation involves having a criminal write a review after watching a horror movie?

Officer Hong, an old detective, was stunned.

Young people... really know how to play!

Niu Tiejun crossed his arms and rested them on his chest.

He grinned and said, "Sorry, I can't write a single word..."

Slap!

The words had barely left his mouth when Su Yun raised his hand and delivered a crisp, loud slap!

Huh!?

Niu Tiejun was stunned, his head ringing... "You hit me!?"

Slap!

Another huge slap landed... His calm heart was thoroughly enraged at that moment.

Niu Tiejun wanted to fight back... but suddenly, an inexplicable feeling of emotion welled up inside him.

He searched his soul.

What is going on?

I am a cannibal, a devil who kills without batting an eye, and I am actually crying?

I actually feel pity for the people I killed!?

Slap!

Another massive slap landed, and Niu Tiejun cried... He picked up the ballpoint pen: "I'll write..."

Ten minutes later.

Niu Tiejun rubbed his wrist, which was aching and unbearably painful.

The 5,000-word review was completed, all done exactly according to Su Yun's requirements.

"Hmm... not bad..."

Su Yun glanced at it, not even bothering to look closely.

He adjusted the projector.

"Come on, let's move on to the next one..."

Niu Tiejun: "???"

"You damn..."

Slap!

"I'll watch! Is it okay if I just watch!?"

A few more minutes passed, and an even more terrifying short film was finished.

Niu Tiejun rubbed his aching ears.

"I say, kid, what kind of trash movie are you showing me?"

"It's screaming and howling, and besides being ugly, why do you have the volume so loud?"

"Can you put on something I like to watch?"

Hearing this, Su Yun delivered another backhanded slap: "You're getting picky now?"

"Come on..."

"Same routine, 10 minutes. This time, I want a 10,000-word review!"

"The descriptions must be detailed, and the narrative must be moving."

Veins popped out on Niu Tiejun's forehead: "I..."

He is a serial murderer, a cannibal... and you torture him like this?

Even a genius with a top psychology certificate couldn't endure this, right?

10 minutes and 1 second.

He looked at the genius Niu Tiejun, whose cheeks were swollen like a pig's head, writing furiously.

Su Yun delivered a backhanded slap that went straight to the heart!

"You only wrote 6,000 words in 10 minutes? What are you good for?"

"Aren't you a genius? Is this all a genius can do?"

"I..."

Niu Tiejun's eyes were bloodshot.

He was furious, yet he couldn't lash out... If he dared to resist, the next slap would instantly follow.

Crucially, these slaps were strange... one after another, they broke through his psychological defenses.

Every slap felt like torture... tears streamed down his face.

"I... I really can't take this anymore..."

"I can't watch anymore. If I keep watching, I'll go crazy."

"Brother..."

"Please, stop hitting me. I really can't handle it."

"Isn't this about confessing my crimes?"

"I'll confess, won't I just confess?"