Ning Zhiheng certainly wouldn't be naive enough to think that Xie Ziming would confess easily, but it didn't matter. The upcoming torture would make him reveal what he wanted.
He turned to Jiang Wende and said, "Alright, now it's Captain Jiang's turn. Take good care of this guest!"
After saying that, he returned to his seat, remaining silent and waiting for Jiang Wende and Zhang Ping to reveal their methods.
This time, Jiang Wende and Zhang Ping dared not resort to harsh torture as they had done last time, having already experienced Ning Zhiheng's character firsthand.
Although this person is young, he is ruthless and indifferent to these cruel interrogation methods. He probably wouldn't even blink if someone were beaten to death.
Jiang Wende gestured to Zhang Ping to begin. Zhang Ping ordered someone to lift Shimazu Hiroshi's legs and place them flat on a stool. They tied his knees with ropes and then inserted bricks one by one into his heels.
This form of torture is extremely painful and is commonly known as the "tiger bench." The knees are fixed to a bench while the heels are repeatedly lifted by stacks of bricks. Eventually, when the knees can no longer withstand the reverse thrust, they break. Sometimes, the prisoner will faint from extreme pain, and in severe cases, it can lead to permanent disability.
However, since there are no external injuries, infection can be avoided, and the prisoner's life is not in danger.
A brick!
Two bricks!
The ordeal lasted for more than twenty minutes. Shimazu Hiroshi felt as if his knee was about to break, and his muscles and ligaments were being torn apart with intense pain. He gritted his teeth and remained silent, with large beads of sweat streaming down his forehead.
Ning Zhiheng was getting impatient. He urged Jiang Wende beside him, "Why waste time? I need a confession as quickly as possible. Those torture instruments from last time were quite good. Let's get started and take him down quickly!"
Jiang Wende's face tightened. Damn it! He knew this bastard wasn't a good guy. It was the same last time. He only wanted a confession and didn't care about the life or death of the criminals!
The interrogation has just begun, and this cold-blooded guy is already trying to cripple the criminal! I can't let him get away with this; I need to tone down my methods.
Ironically, when others interrogate prisoners, they always keep an eye on the torturers to make sure they don't hurt the prisoner too much. But when it came to Ning Zhiheng, Jiang Wende was determined not to go along with his madness, lest he accidentally become the scapegoat.
However, Ning Zhiheng's patience was limited. This time, he had to take down Xie Ziming quickly. Otherwise, if too much time passed, Cui Hai's disappearance would attract the attention of the Special Higher Police Headquarters. They could also use the broadcast frequency to warn members of the Shadow Team.
He wanted to extract information about these members from Xie Ziming before that happened. Besides, he wasn't afraid of prisoners dying from excessive torture. If necessary, he would check Xie's memories and extract as much information as possible. It was much better than letting Xie delay and end up with nothing!
Seeing that Jiang Wende remained silent, Ning Zhiheng stepped forward, picked up the branding iron from the charcoal brazier, and prepared to personally deal with Shimazu Hiroshi.
Zhang Ping, who was administering the punishment, saw that Ning Zhiheng was about to use a heavy hand, but he couldn't stop him. He looked at Jiang Wende, as if asking what to do.
Jiang Wende saw that Ning Zhiheng was getting anxious, but he didn't dare to go against him too much, after all, he couldn't afford to offend these disciples of the emperor.
"Captain Ning, don't be in such a hurry. Let us do these rough jobs. But if something goes wrong with the prisoners, Captain Ning, you'll have to take responsibility for us!"
"Captain Jiang, when did your interrogation department become a vegetarian bodhisattva? To be honest, how many dead bodies have you brought out this year? Let me tell you, if we can't get a confession from the prisoners, we're all in trouble. Don't try to fool me, I won't buy it!" Ning Zhiheng said in a cold tone.
He didn't take these people seriously at all. When he saw Zhang Ping blocking his way, Jiang Wende softened again and didn't make a move. After all, he didn't want to personally get involved and get covered in blood!
Under Ning Zhiheng's urging, Jiang Wende and Zhang Ping directly subjected Shimazu Hiroshi to severe treatment.
The long iron skewers were inserted one by one into the nail crevices, and the excruciating pain was unbearable, causing screams of agony to echo continuously.
The red-hot branding iron was pressed onto his body, instantly tearing his skin and flesh apart. The stench of burning flesh filled the entire interrogation room.
This time, Ning Zhiheng was not as shocked as he was the first time. He was indifferent to what was in front of him. The most important thing to him was the confession!
Soon, Shimazu Hiroshi fainted for the second time, and Zhang Ping was about to pour a basin of cold water over his head.
Just then, the interrogation room door suddenly opened, and Wei Liangbi strode in. Ning Zhiheng was about to speak when Wei Liangbi gestured with his eyes to stop him from asking questions.
He then stepped aside, stood at attention, and then a group of three people walked in.
The leader was Zhao Ziliang, the head of the Action Section, who was Ning Zhiheng's direct superior. Ning Zhiheng had only met him once in the past two months.
It was only when Cui Guohao celebrated his promotion and held a grand banquet that Zhao Ziliang was invited to the banquet, and Ning Zhiheng finally had the opportunity to meet his immediate superior.
He didn't recognize the two people behind him, but judging from their rank insignia, they were both colonels, so their status was probably no lower than Zhao Ziliang's.
"This is Xie Ziming?" Zhao Ziliang ignored the others in the interrogation room and stared directly at Shimazu Hiroshi, who had already fainted.
"Yes, this is Xie Ziming!" Ning Zhiheng immediately realized that Zhao Ziliang was asking him a question, and quickly stood up to answer.
Zhao Ziliang then turned around and glanced at Ning Zhiheng, who had answered loudly. He still remembered Ning Zhiheng.
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