They tied me up and brought me here just to ask me about the chip. This chip must be something very important to them, and they are anxious to find it.
I took a deep breath and tentatively spoke to the man guarding me.
"Hey! What kind of chip are you looking for?"
The man snorted coldly and said impatiently: "You ask even though you know the answer!"
I felt so aggrieved that I had to defend myself helplessly: "You must have arrested the wrong person. I really don't know what a chip is. I've never even heard of it."
The man ignored me.
I could only ask him, "Then can you tell me why you assume that I know where this chip is?"
I wanted to get some information out of the man, but he was very cautious and didn't buy it at all. He didn't answer my questions at all.
I sighed. "I really don't know. You should look for other clues. Why waste your time on me?"
"You'd better save your energy and think carefully about where the chip is." The man threatened me in a sinister voice, "Our sister S has many ways of torturing people! She is so cruel and ruthless. You'd better confess and don't ask for trouble."
I smiled bitterly, speechless.
I don't want to make things difficult for myself, but I really don't know what the chip they are looking for is.
An hour passed quickly, and the numbness in my limbs and the pain in my knees made me a little dizzy.
Suddenly, there was a "bang" and the door was pushed open again, and the sound of high heels approached again.
"How's it going? Have you figured it out? Where is the chip?"
"I can't give you the answer you want because I really don't know." I told the truth.
The woman suddenly grabbed my hair and pulled it back hard. I couldn't help but cry out in pain: "Ugh..."
"It seems you really won't cry until you see the coffin!"
The woman ordered, "Bring the ice bucket!"
With a "dong" sound, the man placed the ice bucket in front of me.
Sister S grabbed my hair and asked again, "I'll ask you again, where is the chip?"
I laughed sarcastically. "I've repeated this many times. Even if you torture me, I'll give the same answer."
"court death!"
With a curse from the woman, she slammed my head into the ice bucket.
Cold, painful, unable to breathe...
I struggled desperately, twisting my body. The ice in the water stuck to my skin, making my face hurt like a knife, and my mind became increasingly confused.
Just when I thought I was going to die here, with a "crash", Sister S grabbed my hair and lifted me out of the ice bucket.
She sneered, "Are you awake now? Do you want me to help you again?"
"Don't!" I tried to stop her in a hoarse voice. I really couldn't bear it anymore.
But I really don’t know where the chip is. In order to escape from this suffering, I have no choice but to propose conditions for exchange.
"Let me go, I can give you money, any amount is fine, as long as you name the price!"
This is my only leverage.
Sister S was not moved at all.
I was about to show my sincerity when my leg suddenly cramped up, causing me to instinctively curl up and groan in pain.
"My legs... hurt..."
I wanted to reach out and hug my legs tightly, but my hands were tied behind my back, so I couldn't do it.
At this time, a pair of warm hands kneaded my calves, gradually relieving the symptoms of cramps.
After such a painful experience, my clothes were soaked with sweat.
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