Chapter 30 Chapter 30 If I don’t transfer this thing to me…

"The magic boy stepped forward," Jason said. "Our goal is to get this scumbag to reveal his connections. Show us how you'll get him to talk. And a friendly reminder—fear is the best way to use it in situations like this. It doesn't matter if we succeed or not; the important thing is to try."

Jason and Benjamin didn't expect Li Hua, who couldn't even fight, to get any results from interrogating the criminals on his first try. This operation was mainly aimed at encouragement.

They don't like suppressive and high-pressure education. They just want to be happy when doing things with their friends.

"Then, can I... tell you a story?" Li Hua thought for a moment and said, "It's a story about torture that I once read."

It was a comic clip he saw while surfing the Internet. The content was so crazy that it was a bit scary.

Jason: "Of course you can. Storytelling techniques are often used in interrogations. You can describe it in as much detail as possible, which will be more effective."

A crude and simple application is like this: "There was a man who didn't answer questions asked to him, so he died." A more complex application would describe in as much detail as possible what the interrogator had done, implying that if the person being interrogated doesn't do as he is told, he will do it to him again.

Benjamin deliberately glanced at the little leader sitting on the chair and said, "What exactly is the story about? I'm curious too."

Li Hua: "Why don't you two just avoid it? That story is quite shocking and super disgusting."

Jason scoffed. "What haven't I seen? I want to hear how powerful the impact is."

Benjamin: "I've seen a lot of disgusting things, I want to hear how disgusting this one is."

Jason shrugged it off: "Exactly. Besides, is there anything more disgusting than a human centipede?"

Li Hua: "...Not really, it's just that the plot is...no, it's really crazy."

Benjamin asked curiously, "What is a human centipede? Is it some kind of alien? Or a modified human?"

Li Hua: “…”

Jason: “…”

After looking at each other, Jason and Li Hua said to Benjamin in unison: "You'd better get out."

Benjamin:?

Exclusion! This is naked exclusion!

The two of them persuaded Benjamin to leave the house. Li Hua then got his staff back from Jason and added a [Silence] card to ensure that he would not eavesdrop. Only then did he begin his story.

“Actually, the story isn’t complicated.”

Li Hua took a deep breath, and the images and voiceovers that were buried deep in his memory resurfaced.

"But if we just talk about the torture part... there's no doubt that it lived up to the expectations of the perpetrators and was [the ultimate humiliation] for the tortured."

So, under the dim light, Li Hua slowly told a crazy story about pain and torture.

The story is generally simple. It is about a man who was kidnapped by his enemies and taken to a cave in Brazil that cannot be detected by any detectors.

The man was fearless. Even though his body was hung in the middle of the room like a lamb to be slaughtered, he still showed no fear of death when facing his enemy.

At this moment, the enemy played a powerful music and called four perverted gay men to hug the straight man fiercely, causing him severe physical and mental torture, but he was still hanging on to his life.

Gradually, because the man never gave in, even his enemies and the four perverts became bored, so the enemies decided to kill him after using the last method.

"...the enemy's inspiration came from a documentary he watched when he was young."

Li Hua's voice echoed in the empty warehouse, pouring into the heads of every conscious person.

"After hearing their enemy's plan, the perverts were ecstatic. One of them even pulled out the perfect tool to carry out the plan... Can you guess what it was?"

In the previous plot, the little boss was already terrified and frantically wondering if this shameless story was hinting at something: "What... is it?"

"It's a hydraulic pliers."

Li Hua's vivid and lifelike narration, as if he had seen it countless times, left an indelible impression on everyone present.

It was as if they were there, witnessing scenes that would definitely be civilized and harmonious, watching a man being operated on with hydraulic pliers as a miraculous surgery was performed in the palace of some ancient Eastern nation...

Even Jason, who initially listened for fun and even occasionally added a supporting role to enhance the show, felt a shudder in his heart when he heard this story.

No wonder Li Hua chose this story to tell. This story can cause great mental harm to any human male.

"...Speaking of this, I suddenly feel that you and this story are truly destined to be together."

Li Hua stopped talking and counted on his fingers in front of the little leader.

"Look, these are places where no one will find them in a short time, and no one will come to rescue them. Although the number of people is indeed not enough, but..."

Seeing that the guy didn't react, Li Hua thought that maybe his strength was not enough, so he apologized to Benjamin in his heart, leaned close to the little leader's ear, and said in a voice that only they could hear: "We have a big guy here who is naked and has tentacles. If you continue to refuse to cooperate, he definitely won't mind a big hug with you..."

"Ahhhhhhhh no!" the little leader screamed miserably, "I don't want a hug! I'll tell you! I'll tell you everything!"

He was just a small leader, with some backbone but not much. If you hit him a few more times, he would say something. Why should he be tortured like this?

Jason pulled Li Hua aside and asked quietly, "Where did you read this story?"

Li Hua's eyes went blank. "A certain old comic strip, due to a conspiracy by the input method, the dubbing of this comic appeared in the search results of my video website."

Li Hua had forgotten what he wanted to search for at that time. He only remembered that he was receiving an IV drip and could only type with one hand, and he typed out the two words "the source of all evil" under the backstab of the input method.

□Tiger.

Li Hua, who was bored at the time, didn't think much about it. When he saw the dubbing video cover that popped up was very abstract and had a high number of views, he clicked on it.

In the next few minutes, Li Hua was extremely glad that he had brought headphones, otherwise he would rather strangle himself to death with the infusion tube than face the consequences of his social death.

He never expected that the abstract cover would be so realistic. It wasn’t the cover that was abstract, it was the plot that was abstract!!!

How on earth did the author of this comic come up with such a wild and explosive plot over 20 years ago? Don't tell him that this is the calmness and confidence of the older generation of artists!

It is hard to imagine how the author, who lives in a country that prohibits drugs, came up with such a plot.

Also, why is it that in all the dubbing videos of this plot, no matter if it's a male or female anchor dubbing, a dialect version or a Mandarin version, the dubbing of other characters may not be appropriate, but when dubbing those four perverts, everyone is as if they were liberated from their real selves, and each dubbing is more vivid and more perverted than the other. Even if their faces are not shown, the audience can still imagine the twisted smiles of the people behind the screen when dubbing?

Even though Li Hua chose to quit after seeing a few of the work's memes and watching a few dubbing videos, the magical dubbing and crazy plot kept echoing in his mind for the next few days.

It's poisonous! This thing is poisonous!

After hearing Li Hua's exclamation, Jason was amazed and said, "Tell me the name of this comic later. I want to read it."

Bizarre plots are not uncommon, and Jason himself is not particularly interested in them, but for one this bizarre, he has to go and see it.

After the two finished talking, Jason stayed to ask questions, while Li Hua removed the [Quiet] sign and called Benjamin in from the door.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

Benjamin, who hadn't overheard anything, walked in angrily. He had already untransformed and turned back into Swampfire, but before he could even step through the door, the guy inside screamed miserably.

"Don't let him come over! I'm begging you! I'm begging you, no matter what!"

Benjamin was confused: "I haven't done anything to you yet, have I?"

The little boss, whose spirit was on the verge of collapse from pain and fear, said: What else do you want to do to me?!

Li Hua…used his exquisite eloquence to create a terrifying image for you in the eyes of this criminal. 666 said, “So you can’t go in and continue to provoke him now, and it’s best not to say anything to jeopardize this image, otherwise Jason will have trouble extracting information.”

I see!

Benjamin had no doubts. He had played the bad guy and cooperated with his teammates when he interrogated the evil aliens in his hometown before. So he not only retracted his foot to make himself disappear at the door, but also shouted to the inside: "Call me if you need me."

He'd go in and give the criminal a good beating.

No. 666: ...

What an honest child he is, how come he has to deal with these two evil guys?

…

"Is that all you can do, boys?"

The next morning, the instructor of the police academy's practical class was scolding all the members, including Dick, who released the entire Pacific Ocean in order to avoid being conspicuous.

"If this is all you can do, how are you going to deal with the freaks in this city in the future?"

"Ah, here we go again." Dick heard a classmate grumble quietly, "I just said before that 'Nightwing is just an ordinary person'. Is Nightwing's combat power the same as Schrödinger's cat?"

Dick thought that if this brother stopped being a policeman one day, he might become a good stand-up comedian.

"I know what you're thinking. You're thinking things like 'Nightwing doesn't kill people anyway' and 'Nightwing will help anyway', right?" the instructor shouted. "Let me tell you some news, idiots! There are more freaks in Blüdhaven!"

Dick tried to feign surprise to fit in with his classmates, not really expecting the Blüdhaven police to get the "new" information from the police academy cadets' speech.

Thanks to the proximity between Blüdhaven and Gotham, villains often come here. Not long after he arrived in Blüdhaven, he was hit by a fear gas attack from Scarecrow who came here to take an external order.

"They're weird guys, real weird guys. I'm afraid you'll have to deal with them soon," the instructor said. "Bludhaven has been receiving a lot of calls these days, but when the police arrive, they only find the criminals already subdued."

"Most people were just knocked unconscious. Some were frozen in ice, leaving only their faces breathing. Some were tied up tightly by strange giant vines and had to be cut open with chainsaws."

Dick became serious. He had never heard of this information before, and why did the description of the crime scene sound so familiar?

The same style as Poison Ivy and Mr. Freeze?

Is the kind version of Arkham coming to Blüdhaven?

Dick: "What do they look like?"

"There aren't any video records, but according to some eyewitnesses—the criminals themselves—they usually act in groups of three. One of them could be a plant-like humanoid monster, or a black-and-blue humanoid monster similar to Mothman. The other two's features haven't changed much. One of them wears a red motorcycle helmet and calls himself Red Hood, and the other one..."

The instructor's expression couldn't help but become subtle. Even though he had been in the profession for nearly ten years, this was the first time he had seen such an outrageous confession.

"He's a 1.8-meter-tall male teenager wearing a colorful cake skirt, a pink mask, cute stickers on his face, and a cute magic wand that hits people. He calls himself a magic boy."

Listening to this description, if dozens of people had not given the same statement at the same time, and if there were no traces left at the scene, the police would really suspect that the drug dealers were hallucinating because they took too much.

But precisely because it was too outrageous, the instructor who had been staying in the police academy and had not been on duty received calls from his colleagues who were on duty.

After all, it’s such a rare thing, of course I have to tell others about it!

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The author has something to say: Don’t search, don’t search! The content in the article is already harmonious and healthy for me. If you search, you can’t get your teeth back——!

The title is a personal reflection of me and my friends... When we encounter something abstract, we immediately poison our friends and family, and then the polluted big data pushes more abstractions... (sweat wipes)

【Catch a bug once】