The old Sichuan University took Jia Xun Bei'er, and a lot of the things he talked about were taken away, and the message said. 【Latest chapter reading】Since. But the key point, where is Zheng Qiu Fu's real account book, Xiao Hu from the umbrella shop failed to find out.
"Where are the account books of the villages you are responsible for?" the person in charge of the interrogation shouted at the top of his lungs.
"It's all in Ba Ye, no, Chen Ming Gangshou County." Xiao Hu shook his head in pain, "The account books must be turned in."
"Looks like I need to give you some more ingredients."
"No, I really said everything." Xiao Hu struggled in vain on the chair, tears streaming down his face. He looked completely tortured and lost his will. After hours of continuous fighting, it was on the verge of collapse.
"Okay." Zhou Dongtian shook his hand and looked at the sluggish guy crying, "Tell me, how can I pay it?"
"As soon as the affairs of each village are completed, Master Ba will send someone to take back the account books from the hands of the children." Xiao Hu sobbed, "Chen Minggang looked at the account books very closely. We were not allowed to keep them privately."
"Where's the collection book he gave you?"
"It's the same thing. When a village is finished, it must be taken back."
"If someone owes money, why should they take it back?"
"Yes, no matter how many people are in arrears, they must be taken back." Xiao Hu said feebly, "Master Ba is the one who takes back the Liang Chuan booklet every day."
"Isn't Liangchuan's booklet Kihufang?"
"That's a fake book. Some people can't get it even if they pay for it, and some people can get it even if they don't pay." The real book is in his own hand. "
"So that's it!" Zhou Dongtian thought that if he could get this booklet, many people in the county would be caught using grain strings to evade taxes. With this, you can punish anyone you want, and do it in an upright manner. What is being recovered is the Ming Dynasty’s imperial grain national tax.
"Speak quickly! What other yin and yang accounts does he have in his hands?"
Zhou Dongtian repeatedly asked many questions, some of which he had confessed to before. He cross-examined them in this way to see if there were any inconsistencies in the details of the confession. In the end, he thought that Xiao Hu had nothing left to gain. The guardian took him down.
"Do you want to interrogate Chen Mingcai?"
"Not yet, we need to kill this group of people first." Zhou Dongtian shook his head. The "struggle meeting" is almost ready.
Du Shi will soon participate in anything related to "struggle", and this time is no exception. Although she was not in the leadership group, as an uninvited "consultant" she made a lot of preparations and tricks for the struggle meeting.
It is not difficult at all to mobilize the masses through liaison officers. Ordinary people hated the misdeeds of subordinate officials very much. Originally they could only humble themselves and let them humiliate and extort them, but now they were able to retaliate openly and openly, and the public was suddenly furious. It didn't take long before more than 200 people were organized from every village in the county. Du Bian followed the instructions and focused on recruiting people with high "hate value" to participate. Those with blood debts were the best.
Of course, among the "crowds" is also the indigenous propaganda and performance artist Tuburi. He participated in this struggle meeting as a person who was forced to destroy his family by "Feisha". Of course, because many people in the county knew him, Goubli could not openly recount his tragic history this time, so he had to blend in with the crowd. Encouraged.
He was not fighting alone. There were about thirty interns who would work in the publicity department in the crowd. Meetings are dedicated to building momentum. According to the prior agreement, clap, applaud, roar or shout designated lines according to the code given by Du Shi. This group of people was the first batch of students in the short-term propaganda and agitation class. The propaganda department regarded this struggle meeting as a rare internship opportunity.
The struggle meeting on the second day was very successful. With the encouragement of Du Yin and the indigenous propagandists mixed in the crowd, the crowd was quickly aroused, and new and old hatreds burst out. Under the leadership of Gu Buli, A group of people rushed to the stage and started punching and kicking them. Seven or eight subordinate officials were killed on the spot, and the rest were all wounded and in despair.
For Xu Shu, the scenes on the battlefield are commonplace, and even being beheaded will not make them move.
But this mass violence was so terrifying. Hundreds of people, men and women, old and young, rushed forward with gnashing teeth, punched, kicked, and bitten, tearing limbs and flesh from the body alive."
Group study began in an atmosphere of terror. Participants are required to perform "self-anatomy" and "unveiling" activities. Not only should you talk about your own problems, but you should also talk about other people's problems. In addition to the members of the study class, those who participated were also subordinate staff who were fortunate enough to be temporarily retained in the county government and took turns participating in "study" activities every day.
Du Shi hinted at the study meeting that whoever reveals more and more deeply is likely to survive, otherwise he will be dragged to the struggle meeting and be beaten. So in the next few days, the study class was filled with an atmosphere of conspiracy and betrayal. For a time, everyone in the class was in panic and everyone was in danger. Soon Zhou Dongtian was filled with exposure materials and "confessions". Not to mention things that had happened in the past, even things that didn't happen were also covered up.
A week later, the students who were chatting among themselves in the class had stopped talking to each other. Many people strive to express a strong desire to "make a new life." The interrogation of the time-travelers has also become more cooperative. Not only are the questions answered, but a lot of useful materials are also proactively provided.
But no one still knew the whereabouts of the fish scale book and the grain collection account book. "Chen Minggang collected these things personally," all the grain dealers answered in unison.
Still couldn't get anything from Chen Mingwang. He hasn't talked to his subordinates since he was taken into the study class. He looked like Xu Shu entering Cao Ying. Zhou Dongtian asked his men to conduct a trial first, but there was no result. Chen Minggang also turned a blind eye to the threat of being "struggled" at the struggle meeting. Chen Minggang knew very well what the Crossing Group wanted, and he would never kill himself before getting it. He must rely on this capital to save himself and his family's lives, and also to save some capital for the future. "
That night, Zhou Dongtian finally interrogated him personally. Chen Minggang's attitude remained stubborn and he also ignored Zhou Dongtian's cross-examination. It took a long while before he uttered a few words:
"The small ones have the fish scale book, and the small ones also have the accounts of the grain collection." Chen Minggang looked at him sideways, "It's just that this is the rice bowl for the small ones to eat. If it is given to others, the small ones will have no way of living. ? Please have mercy, Master!"
"Why, you have no way to survive, and you don't want to think about the livelihood of your wife and son?" Zhou Dongtian said, noticing that his eyelids trembled, "Where is Qiuhong?"
"What are you going to do with them?" He saw Zhou Dongtian's nervous expression with satisfaction.
"It depends on your cooperation." Zhou Dongtian blew out a smoke ring, "What we want is very simple. If you have it, take it out."
"What happens after you take it out?"
Something was going on, and Zhou Dongtian knew that he was preparing to negotiate terms with himself.
"Okay, I guarantee the personal safety of my nephew and your whole family, including Qiu Hong. And I promise not to blame you for the past. Speaking of which, your eldest son is also very famous in the county. I guarantee that your family members will not be sent to the labor camp. go."
"anything else?"
"No more." Zhou Dongtian replied simply. In this time and space, he has almost unlimited control rights and does not need to play tricks of frankness and leniency to trick people into confessing.
"I'm sorry, but I obey!" Chen Minggang said.
It seems that this old boy is really prepared to fight to the end. Zhou Dongtian spit out the butt of his cigarette and glanced at his men.
"Serve Mr. Ba well."
"Yes, Chief!" Several co-authored political security interns have been gearing up for a long time, waiting to use the "Australian torture device". This thing is very mysterious. It is a small black box with a shaker, and two lines extending from it. There is a copper clip on each end.
This mysterious torture device has never been used on humans except for animals such as rabbits when they were studying. Several people were curious about whether it would react on humans and whether it would be like what Zhou Chang said. That will make you tremble violently. Zhou Dongtian was not interested in watching the scene of clamping copper pliers on a man's vagina and lower body. He lit a cigarette, knowing that at this moment several of his apprentices were connecting wires to the hand-cranked telephone. There is no conductive paste in this time and space, so the effect will be poor.
"You are the first Ming Dynasty person to enjoy such treatment.
" Zhou Dongtian said to himself.
A few minutes later, vague screams came from behind the closed door. Zhou Dongtian thought, don't shake it too much, it will be embarrassing if someone is killed.
After smoking a cigarette, he walked back. Chen Minggang was tied to the chair naked, his face was covered with sweat, and his body was still shaking.
"Look, this thing is different from the torture tools in the county government." Zhou Dongtian said gently, "You won't die or get hurt. If you are willing, not only will you not die, but you will also be able to live for many years. There are so many I can entertain you with this seventeen or eighteen times a day during the year."
As he spoke, he signaled again, and his men immediately started shaking the phone. Chen Mingwang's body stood upright like a fish, stiffened for a few seconds, and then jumped uncontrollably on the chair. A series of screams echoed through the house.
Zhou Dongtian signaled to stop again: "Tell me. Where are the fish scale book and the ledger?"
Chen Ming just started to pretend to be unconscious, but he couldn't hide this from Zhou Dongtian, so he gave him two more short electric shocks. Forced him to "wake up".
"I said, I said." Chen Minggang finally couldn't hold it any longer.
"Okay, don't be anxious, speak slowly." Zhou Dongtian motioned for someone to take notes. An indigenous reporter came in from next door. She was a young girl. She saw a naked half-old man slumped on a chair. There were several clips and strings hanging on one particular part of the body, and I was immediately shocked. With a clang, the clip fell to the ground. , if you want to know what happened after the funeral, please log in to the 6 address. There are more chapters than chapters, support the author, and support genuine reading! ! ~!
