My CEO Husband Has Some Issues

The police couldn’t tell where Fu Yi came from, so they gave a vague response, "The police are interrogating the criminals, you stay out of it. The doctor is still waiting outside, let me escort you out."

The criminals’ screams were continuous.

But they were so vile earlier that, even though one or two people in the crowd thought Fu Yi’s ’interrogation’ methods were inhumane, given how these people had just brutally treated a seven-year-old girl, they swallowed any comments they wanted to make about it.

"Next time, it will be your eyes."

Fu Yi pressed his foot on the man rolling on the ground, lifted him to face the phone, and held his head, "Look clearly, have you seen this person?"

Phillips was stunned by his brutality, wiped the blood off his face absentmindedly, and walked up to pat his shoulder, trying to stop him.

"That’s enough. I know you’re concerned about your family’s safety, I’ll help you find a way to interrogate him, but your methods are not in line with regulations, if you continue, he will die."

"I only care about my wife!"

Fu Yi shrugged his hand off, turned around, his fair, even handsome and gentle-looking face showing no emotion, his dark eyes unfathomable, with a sinister expression, holding a gun still aimed at the head of the screaming man on the ground.

"Your wife is among the hostages too?" Phillips was astonished, then understood, no wonder he got involved in the operation through connections.

"Don’t worry, I can understand your emotions, trust me, I will help you find a way, but your current interrogation methods are absolutely against the rules..."

"You don’t understand."

"What?"

Fu Yi quietly looked at him, the light and shadow passing over his straight nose, cutting out two shades of light and dark.

"You don’t understand my feelings, no one can understand my feelings."

If he could understand, he wouldn’t say things like to wait; his Nuannuan was missing, he couldn’t wait a single second.

That urgent, chest-bursting anger and ferocity, no one could understand!

This is what the old saying in Hua Country means, things that don’t happen to you, any comfort you offer is just empty words!

He no longer paid attention to Phillips, and instead, he re-pressed his foot on the criminal’s neck, almost breaking it.

"Look closely, do you recognize them? You only have one chance, I will do what I say!"

A bullet through the left eye would equally pierce the head, he never joked.

The criminal cursed inwardly, encountering a ghost! In reality, he was terribly scared, his fear of death relied on a quick death from a bullet, but being tortured slowly to death like this, he didn’t have that kind of strong willpower.

"I’ll look, I’ll look..."

The pain from his palms being cut into the nerve endings, made him relent first, straining his eyes open wide through blood and sweat to recognize the photo on the phone.

"Have you looked clearly, where is the person?"

He was fearful and in pain, and after a long look, he still couldn’t remember seeing this Hua Country woman, he swallowed his saliva, answering in terror, "I really don’t know, the four of us charged in with guns under the Boss’s lead, we never stopped along the way and didn’t specifically remember anyone’s face."

Who would rob a mall and be stupid enough to reveal themselves to be shot? His request was too perverse!

"...If no one among those hostages, then maybe...maybe they died."

They had shot quite a few people outside, maybe this woman was among them.