In a special place like the interrogation room.
With his eyes covered tightly and unable to see anything, the butcher was undoubtedly under great psychological pressure. He could only rely on his other senses to judge the current situation as much as possible.
But this approach.
In an instant, the sound of blood dripping in his ears, the smell of blood lingering in his nose, and the pain in his wrist became clearer and made him tense.
Immediately following.
The butcher subconsciously recalled that Su Ming had just walked to the back of the interrogation room and turned off the camera, as if he had already planned to torture him to extract a confession.
And... the scene of the prey being bled to death by itself, the despair of struggling in agony.
Now the butcher felt something indescribable. Listening to the increasingly rapid ticking sound, he even seemed to be able to feel it very clearly...
There was a deep cut on his right wrist, and the bone was visible. He was feeling severe pain, and blood was dripping onto the ground, forming a small river.
The butcher began to be afraid and began to have an uncontrollable panic.
His body began to tremble constantly, and his lips looked extremely pale and horrifying, as if he had lost too much blood in a short period of time. He kept trying to shrink back, but was firmly restrained in the interrogation chair.
But in fact.
The wound on the butcher's right wrist had already coagulated and stopped due to the action of platelets. Only the blood bag held by Shen Lin was still dripping blood rapidly.
But the blindfolded butcher had no idea of this situation.
He just felt...the artery in his wrist was cut, and blood was constantly gushing out of his body and dripping onto the ground.
And due to the excessive blood loss in a short period of time, he might be about to die, just like those prey that had been bled to death.
If I don't tell him that information, I will die in the interrogation room in the next second or the next minute.
fear.
It's the fear of the unknown and of death.
......
at this time.
Su Ming, who was standing nearby, keenly judged that the butcher's seemingly solid psychological defenses had been mostly broken.
All it takes is a stronger stimulus and the butcher will probably tell everyone everything.
Mental oppression, fear of the unknown, and the pain of having to wait for death.
Although this is not a method of great memory recovery, it is obviously quite useful against people like the butcher, and can dig open his mouth which is as hard as stone.
Without any hesitation, Su Ming's rather calm voice sounded.
"It's still flowing too slowly, let's cut another one..."
This sentence.
The butcher was stunned for a moment, and even his body stopped shaking. However, he was not suddenly no longer afraid, but became even more terrified.
Because Su Ming's rather plain voice was as terrifying as a devil in his mind, causing the only remaining wall of his psychological defense to be shattered and on the verge of collapse.
You know, even he...had never chosen to cut a few more wounds on his prey's bodies just because the bleeding was not enough.
Moreover, he did not blindfold his prey to make it feel this real despair.
Devil, this is the real devil.
For the first time, the Butcher felt from the bottom of his heart that...there was actually someone more suitable for the code name Butcher than himself.
Just at this moment.
The butcher suddenly felt clearly the wound on his right wrist.
There came again the feeling of cold metal, and the extremely clear pain of pressing, and even a slight roughness of rust.
Then, before he could even say anything, a cutting, pressing, and scratching force immediately came from his wrist, reaching his head and heart.
"Tick-tick-tick-tick-tick--"
The sound of blood splattering, which was already very fast, became noticeably faster, and lingered in the entire interrogation room with extremely clear voice.
The butcher's already shattered psychological defenses completely collapsed at this moment. He began to struggle with all his might, and even made a whimpering sound continuously.
Even under the opaque eye mask, there were traces of tears.
Under this dual mental and psychological pressure, even the butcher, who had killed dozens of people and was incredibly cruel, began to collapse and lose control of his emotions.
cry?
To the butcher, these words were so unfamiliar.
But now... he couldn't control his emotions at all. He was afraid, he was really afraid, of his wrist that was constantly dripping with blood and the unknown death.
This moment.
Looking at the butcher's current state, Su Ming just nodded slightly, but without any emotional fluctuations, because all this was within his expectations.
No matter how tough, brutal and unwilling to cooperate a criminal is, it is difficult to resist this triple torture and suggestion from the mental, psychological and physical aspects.
Moreover, the more murderous a butcher is, the more he sees the miserable scenes of people before they die, and the more he fears that he will follow the same path, especially dying by his most common method of killing.
Pulling the dirty cloth ball out of the butcher's mouth, before Su Ming could say anything, the emotionally broken butcher immediately spoke in a hoarse and trembling voice.
"Officer Su."
"I'll tell you, I'll tell you, I'll tell you everything!"
"Please don't cut it anymore, I really beg you not to cut it anymore!!!"
The butcher begged for mercy.
Everyone else present looked at Su Ming at the same time, their eyes filled with amazement and admiration. They had never expected that they could use this method to easily pry open the butcher's mouth.
The most important thing is... this is not an orthodox memory recovery technique at all. The wound on the butcher's wrist had already scabbed over and stopped bleeding, and the previous dripping sound came from the blood bag.
There was almost no physical harm, only mental and psychological oppression.
Su Ming simply reached out his hand, took the blood bag from Shen Lin, nodded, and gestured slowly.
"Forensic Doctor Shen."
"Get a cuff and tie up the blood vessels above the wound to stop the bleeding."
"After the butcher explains everything, we'll take him to treat his broken jaw. After all, he won't die for the time being."
The words fell.
Chen Lin immediately took out a yellow compression cuff from the medicine box and tied it directly to the upper part of the butcher's left forearm.
Su Ming also pinched the hole in the blood bag slightly to slow down the dripping sound, then he narrowed his eyes and asked.
"All right, butcher."
"The blood flow has slowed down. The situation won't get any worse for now."
"But I have to remind you that you just lost a lot of blood. If you don't deal with it quickly, who knows what will happen, so don't waste my time."
"Tell me, the leader of your organization - K, what is his true identity?"
This question.
The butcher was stunned for a moment, then he leaned his head slightly and answered with a trembling voice.
"I...I don't know K's identity."
Su Ming frowned, and then spoke without any emotion, in a tone as devilish as the butcher's mind, without any hesitation.
"have no idea?"
"It seems you still don't want to talk, Doctor Shen, take out the cuff..."
Before Su Ming could finish.
The butcher, who had no cloth to gag his mouth, immediately struggled in fear, and then continued in a hoarse and trembling voice of fear.
"No, no, don't release the cuff."
"I really don't know what K's true identity is."
"But I know... I know information about witches and ghosts. I can help you find them. I may be able to help you find them..."
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