Human Genius? Sorry, I’m a Deviant-Chapter 9: Forced Confession Through Violence

The interrogation room of Jiang City's Aberrant Purge Division was more minimalist than expected.
Under the fluorescent lights stood a metal table and three chairs.
A surveillance camera blinked red in the corner.
Doberman slammed a stack of files onto the table before sitting across from Su Zhan.
Xiao stood nearby holding a clipboard, her expression complicated.
"Name."
"Su Zhan."
"Age."
"18."
Doberman pushed a photo toward Su Zhan: "Explain this."
It showed Du Feng's corpse in the master bedroom's bathroom.
Su Zhan blinked: "I don't understand."
"Bam!"
Doberman suddenly stood, slamming the table, his golden pupils contracting to slits: "My brother died in that bathroom!"
Xiao cleared her throat: "Team Leader Du, procedure please."
Doberman slowly sat back down.
"Team Leader Du, what does your brother dying there have to do with me?" Su Zhan asked with genuine confusion. "Was I the only person in that villa? Why are you fixated on me?"
Doberman's gaze hardened.
His brother had warned him - if Su Zhan attended the party, he'd be the first target.
But admitting this would confirm he'd known about Du Feng being a mutant without ing it, deliberately creating opportunities for his crimes.
"Besides," Su Zhan met Doberman's stare, "your brother was a mutant. Even if I killed him, shouldn't you reward me? Why am I being interrogated like a criminal? Team Leader Du, this reeks of abuse of power."
"Hah..."
Doberman chuckled darkly, standing to loom over Su Zhan: "I won't accept such accusations. First explain your injuries."
"Attacked by a mutant," Su Zhan feigned recollection. "Then he seemed to receive some command and disappeared."
A convenient story with holes, yet unprovable as false.
"Xiao, the autopsy ."
"Right."
Xiao took a sip of water before extracting a document: "Du Feng, mutant, unranked. Cause of death: spinal fracture with multiple wounds, including fatal heart injury confirmed as coup de grâce."
"Familiar, isn't it?" Doberman said icily.
The painted his brother's final moments - killed by Su Zhan.
His own flesh and blood!
"How does this concern me?" Su Zhan remained confident in Doberman's lack of evidence. "Could've been mutants killing each other."
He'd acted in self-defense.
No rules said he couldn't retaliate against would-be killers.
Their mistake was targeting him.
"You seem confident," Doberman sneered.
Su Zhan's expression answered plainly.
The villa's cameras had been disabled by mutants beforehand.
He'd deliberately avoided surveillance blind spots.
"Team Leader Du," Su Zhan smiled, "with your brother being a mutant, maybe focus on keeping your position. Prepare your excuses carefully - unless you fancy prison time."
"Don't trouble yourself," Doberman locked eyes with him. "But I hope you'll keep smiling."
"What do you—"
Suddenly Xiao swayed, files slipping from her hands.
She blinked dazedly, reaching for the table before collapsing limply.
"Officer Xiao?"
Su Zhan understood instantly.
Doberman had another method - forced confession through violence.
The team leader leisurely locked the door before rolling up his sleeves with a savage grin: "Now we can talk properly."
"Torture? Classy," Su Zhan said slowly.
Trapped with no retreat.
Fighting back?
First, revealing his mutant nature meant death.
Second, he couldn't defeat Doberman.
Third, his confiscated phone prevented evidence collection.
"Torture?" Doberman drew a crackling electroshock baton. "For scum like you, any method's justified."
The baton struck faster than Su Zhan could dodge.
"Ahh!"
He convulsed in agony, curling on the chair.
The voltage could cripple normal humans - mere pain for him.
But the act must continue.
"Talk!" Doberman kicked the chair over, sending Su Zhan crashing down. "How did you kill him?"
"I... really don't..." Su Zhan gasped.
"Stubborn?" Doberman intensified the voltage. "Now you won't be faking pain."
A test - it had to be.
If mutants could be detected in human form, they'd be extinct in Daxia already.
Su Zhan eyed the sparking baton.
This would do more than bruise.
Other transmigrators dominated effortlessly.
Why was he always getting beaten?
Curling into a defensive ball, Su Zhan braced for the worst.
If Doberman went lethal, he'd have to fight back.
"Won't talk?" Doberman raised the baton. "Then take your secrets to the grave—"
"BAM!"
The door burst open violently.
"Teacher Wang?" Su Zhan gaped at the doorway.
His homeroom teacher Wang Mingyuan stood filming with his phone, gold-rimmed glasses glinting, wearing his usual gentle smile.
Doberman instantly deactivated the baton, straightening his collar into perfect composure - a complete transformation from his brutal demeanor.
"Professor Wang," he nodded respectfully. "You came so late."
Wang adjusted his glasses: "Team Leader Du, I heard my student was being questioned." His gaze swept over unconscious Xiao before briefly resting on Su Zhan.
"Understood." Doberman discreetly holstered his weapon. "Given tonight's events, guardian presence is reasonable."
Su Zhan was stunned.
Whatever made the arrogant Doberman defer...
This "ordinary" teacher wasn't simple.
"Casualty finalized?" Wang entered calmly.
"47 dead preliminarily," Doberman said flatly. "Including my brother."
"Condolences. But..." Wang glanced at his recording phone. "Interrogating my student personally seems inappropriate?"
"Professional habit. Though..." Doberman gave Su Zhan a meaningful look. "Tonight's survivors warrant thorough questioning."
"Understood." Wang smiled. "May I take him now? For future inquiries, contact us directly - though presumably not through you."
"Of course." Doberman's eye twitched. "Safe travels, Professor."
He knew what this meant.
With Du Feng exposed as mutant,
his rivals would pounce.
His team leader position was forfeit.