It was stripped clean and tied directly to the human-shaped iron frame. Zhang Zhikai then brought a recorder and a torture expert with him. According to the position, either sit down or stand in front of the rack of torture instruments.
"Wake him up." Zhang Zhikai raised his head and said.
Upon hearing this, the interrogators took two steps to a pool in the corner. Fill a ladle with water and put it in front of the suspicious person. In fact, there is no need to call him a suspect, because this guy has a gun, so this matter can basically be determined.
He raised his hand and poured a ladle of water into his hand. "Hiss! Ha!" The boy suddenly shivered all over and woke up leisurely. His eyes were confused for a while, and he gradually saw where he was.
The first thought in my mind was: "It's over, I was caught. But how did the other party find the door?"
Zhang Zhikai didn't care about this and asked directly: "What is your name? How old are you? Who do you work for?"
After hearing this, the boy suddenly thought, "My name is Wang Dazhu. I am twenty-nine years old. I am a nursing home worker. But I no longer work..."
Zhang Zhikai sneered and said: "Saying that I am a nurse is a pretext that has been prepared for a long time, right? This makes it reasonable to have a gun in your hand. But let me tell you, we have determined that you are a spy. So I Let me ask you again, what is your name, how old are you? Who do you work for?"
"No." The boy said with a confused and innocent expression: "Sir...sir, what I said is true. I am really Wang Dazhu..."
"Damn it." Zhang Zhikai said with an undisguised expression of impatience: "If you don't eat the toast, you will have to drink as a penalty. Give him some coloratura."
When the criminal training officer heard this, he couldn't help but sneer and took out an iron pipe like a flashlight from the side. When he parted his hands, the iron pipe split from the middle and became two pieces.
Look again, there are small iron pieces and small iron nails in each petal, densely packed.
Then he walked directly in front of the suspicious person, put the half of his left hand under the other person's body, closed the upper half in an instant, and then pushed it back.
His movements were too fast and too skillful. So much so that the other party didn't even react. A sharp pain had been transmitted from below to the brain.
"Ouch!" screamed, causing the muscles on the opponent's body to tremble in pain. His eyes felt like they were about to bulge out. He wanted to move his body to relieve the pain, but the rope was tied up with loops of rope, so that he could not move anywhere on his body.
The torture officer looked at the opponent's lower body and started to bleed, and threw the iron cylinder in his hand on the rack of torture instruments on the side. He turned around and asked: "Sir, I think he is quite pitiful. Please give him some anti-inflammatory treatment."
"Of course." Zhang Zhikai lit a cigarette without any rush and said, "We have to be more careful. As you said, we should give him anti-inflammatory and sterilization."
"Hey, okay." The prison training officer agreed, took out a pair of gloves from the bag with large grains of salt next to him, put it on and grabbed a handful of salt, regardless of whether the other party said anything or what he said. , put his hands together again, and poured salt on the opponent's injury. Then knead it with both hands so that the salt particles can fully fit into the wound.
"Ah! Well..." The boy screamed again, but the feeling of being killed by salt water after being injured was really too painful. So after just howling at the beginning, he could no longer scream at all. It's just that the corners of his eyes seem to be split open. The muscles in his body twitched and then stretched tightly.
Seeing that it was almost done, Zhang Zhikai said: "Okay, let's wash him. Stop the bleeding."
"Yes." The criminal training officer once again filled the water from the pool twice and rinsed the other party clean. Then he took a rope and tied it hard at the root of the injury.
While tying it, he said: "This kind of injury can still be cured if treated in time. The wound is not deep and does not affect any functions. Of course, if you insist on not speaking, it will be embarrassing. I guess, wait If you want to speak, I'm afraid it will be too late. Think about it, for the sake of happiness in the rest of your life, shouldn't you speak sooner so that you can heal your wounds sooner?"
After rinsing it with water, it was still very painful. But after all, it is much better than killing the wound directly with salt. If you tie a belt from the root and tighten it like this, it will alleviate the pain even more. So it's not unbearable now.
Zhang Zhikai said: "I still have the same question, what is your name? How old are you? Who do you work for? Tell me."
After hearing this, the boy opened his mouth, but thinking about the scene just now, if he were to be treated like this again, the fear had completely overwhelmed his psychological defense.
After all, the executions have already begun, so I'm afraid it won't be the end for him.
So the kid hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke, saying: "I...my name is Zhu Qing. It's true that I'm twenty-nine years old, but I'm a member of the New Deal...yes, a staff member of the special task force of the puppet government. .Three years ago, I was ordered to sneak into Chongqing and serve as a liaison officer. However, not long after I arrived, my online line was shut down, so the order given to me by the puppet government was changed to lurk deeply in the local area. Until half a month ago, I received the order to wake up again.”
He gave a brief introduction to his situation in one breath. Zhang Zhikai smiled and said, "That's right."
Then, he said to the interrogator: "Taozi, go tell the doctors in the medical department and let them get ready. After I've asked the questions, I'll give him a good treatment."
"Yes." The torture expert stood at attention, turned around and accepted the order, and walked out of the torture room through the iron door next to him.
Zhang Zhikai looked at Zhu Qing and said: "You see, this is my sincerity, so next, I hope that you will answer me truthfully whatever I ask. Otherwise... I'm afraid you don't want to do it again, right? ?”
"Please... don't worry, sir." Zhu Qing nodded vigorously and said, "I have thought clearly, and I will definitely tell the truth."
"Excellent." Zhang Zhikai said: "Tell me, what is the mission for you to be awakened this time? Do you have any accomplices?"
Zhu Qing replied: "My task is to carry a big red sheet, and then wait until the next notice, at a certain time, to make the big red sheet as flat as possible and hang it on the clothes drying pole on the balcony. What is the point of this? I really don’t know what it means. But I guess it should be some kind of signal or for positioning.”
At this point, Zhu Qing took two deep breaths and said: "I have an accomplice, but I don't know who he is now. But I will help you catch him."
