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Chapter 265 Autumn Fu Thirty
Zhou Dongtian took the interrogation record and found out a lot. The information was quite rich and he read the full text. 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 the hands of Mr. Ba, no, Chen Minggang," Xiao Hu shook his head in pain, "The account books must be turned in."
"It seems I have to add some more ingredients to you——"
"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 24 hours of continuous wheel fighting, it has reached the brink of collapse.
"Okay," Zhou Dongtian shook his hand and looked at the sluggish guy crying, "Tell me how to pay it."
"As soon as the affairs of each village were completed, Master Ba sent someone to take back the account books from the children's hands." Xiao Hu sobbed, "Chen Minggang looked at the account books very closely and we were not allowed to keep them privately."
"Where is the collection book he gave you?"
"It's the same thing. When a village is finished, it must be taken back."
"Someone who owes money will be taken 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 diary in the household?”
"That's a fake book. Some people can't get it even after paying for it. Some people can get the real book even if they don't pay. The book is in their own hands."
"So that's it." Zhou Dongtian thought that if he could get this book, many people in the county would be caught using false grain strings to evade taxes. With this, anyone can be punished if they want to be punished, and they can be punished in a dignified manner - what is recovered is the Ming Dynasty's imperial grain national tax.
"Tell me what other yin and yang accounts he has 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 decided that there was nothing left to squeeze out of Xiao Hu. The guardian took him down.
"Should Chen Minggang be interrogated?"
"Not yet, we need to kill this group of people first." Zhou Dongtian shook his head. The "struggle meeting" is almost ready.
Du Wen will always 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.
Mobilizing the masses extensively through liaison officers - this is not difficult at all. 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 Wen followed the instructions and focused on finding 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 Goubli. 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 narrate 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 the designated lines according to the code given by Du Wen. This group of people is the first batch of students in the propaganda and agitation short-term training class. The propaganda department regards this struggle meeting as a rare internship opportunity.
The struggle meeting on the second day was very successful. With the encouragement of Du Wen and the indigenous propagandists mixed in the crowd, the crowd was quickly aroused, and new and old hatreds burst out. Under the guidance of Gou Bri, 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 the subordinate officials, the scenes on the battlefield are commonplace, and even executions 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 human limbs and flesh from their bodies alive.
Group study began in an atmosphere of terror. Participants are required to perform "self-anatomy" and "revealing" 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 Wen hinted at the study meeting that whoever exposes and confesses more and goes deeper is likely to survive, otherwise he will be dragged to the struggle meeting and be fought. 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 exposing materials and "confessions". Not to mention things that had happened in the past, many things that did not happen were also fabricated.
A week later, the subordinates who were chatting among themselves in the study 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 knows 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 Minggang's mouth. Since he was arrested and sent to the study class, he has not talked with his subordinates again. He looked like Xu Shu entering Cao Ying. Zhou Dongtian asked his men to conduct a trial first, but there was no result. He 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 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, "There is also 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."
"After taking 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 you and your whole family, including Qiu Hong. I also promise not to let go of your past - speaking of which, your eldest son is also very famous in the county - and that your family members will not be sent away. Go to the labor camp."
"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 indigenous political security interns have been gearing up for a long time, waiting to use the "Australian torture instruments." This thing is very mysterious - a small black box with a shaker, two lines extending from it, and a copper clip at the end of each line.
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. Is it like what Chief Zhou said? That will make you tremble violently.
Zhou Dongtian was not interested in watching the scene of clamping copper pliers on the man's penis 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 Minggang'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 account?"
Chen Minggang pretended to be unconscious at first, 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 stenographer came in from next door. She was a young girl. She saw a naked half-old man slumped in a chair, with several clips and strings hanging on particular parts of his body. Immediately stunned. With a clang, the shorthand clip fell to the ground. ,.
