084 Torture
The Blood-Cloaked Guard Prison.
It was different from what Feng Qingchen had imagined. It was not dark and damp, there was no foul smell or blood in the air, and there was a faint scent of sandalwood in the air.
As soon as Feng Qingchen got off the prison van, Lu Shaolin had someone remove her shackles. At this time, she was only wearing anklets and bracelets, which made clanking sounds with every step she took. The injury on her ankle became more serious, and every step she took left a pool of blood under her feet.
Blood is produced with every step, it is just like this.
Feng Qingchen didn't even frown and walked forward step by step.
At first, Lu Shaolin didn't notice anything until he smelled blood and turned around to realize that the culprit was Feng Qingchen.
Lu Shaolin frowned in dissatisfaction. Although he was in charge of the Blood-Clothed Guards, who were feared by the world, he was not a sadistic person.
Anyone who entered the Blood-Clothed Guard prison would inevitably be tortured, but Lu Shaolin did not like the smell of blood and stench as soon as he walked in, as it would affect his mood at work.
Therefore, the prison of the Blood-Clothed Guards is still relatively clean. Besides, this prison is used to detain prisoners. The real work place of the Blood-Clothed Guards is the punishment room inside.
And the place Feng Qingchen was going to was the punishment room.
"You, untie her anklets." Lu Shaolin gave an order, and Feng Qingchen's feet were freed.
Feng Qingchen was stunned for a moment, then nodded to Lu Shaolin and thanked him: "Thank you, Commander."
"Aren't you afraid of me?" Taking advantage of the time the officer was taking to unlock the chain, Lu Shaolin finally asked the question in his mind.
There are few people in this world who are not afraid of him.
"What is there to be afraid of? The commander is also a human being, no different from ordinary people. Besides, even if I am afraid of you, will you let me go? No."
Feng Qingchen asked and answered himself, with a relaxed look on his face.
Having come this far, Feng Qingchen knew that all she could do was save herself. If she couldn't save herself, she would have to commit suicide.
It is better to live a miserable life than to die a good death. She does not want to die for the time being, and Lu Shaolin in front of her is the key person for her self-rescue.
"You are honest. Yes. No matter you are afraid of me or not, I will not let you go. When you come to the Blood-Clothed Guard, no matter you have committed a crime or not, you must be punished first. The Blood-Clothed Guard has eighteen kinds of punishments. I wonder if Miss Feng is interested in trying them one by one?" As Lu Shaolin spoke, a gloomy look flashed in his eyes.
Feng Qingchen shook his head: "Qingchen doesn't have the tendency to abuse himself. I'm really not interested in those criminal laws."
The anklet had been removed, and Feng Qingchen continued to walk forward, chatting with Commander-in-Chief Lu as she walked.
To find a person's weaknesses, you must first understand him.
"It's a pity that once you join the Blood-Cloaked Guard, you have to go through it again and again regardless of whether you are interested in it or not. Speaking of which, in the past 20 years, only two women have entered the Blood-Cloaked Guard, including Miss Feng." Lu Shaolin seemed to remember something and let out a very subtle sigh. If Feng Qingchen hadn't been paying attention to him, he wouldn't have noticed it.
"Really? Who is the other woman who is as lucky as Qingchen?" Feng Qingchen's mind raced, thinking to himself that this woman might be a breakthrough.
"Your mother, Madam Feng." Lu Shaolin did not keep the secret. He said straightforwardly, "At that time, she was whipped, branded, scrubbed and fried in oil by the Blood-Clothed Guards. Just when the Blood-Clothed Guards were about to put your mother in the shackles, your father rushed in alone and took her away."
"My mother? My father?" Feng Qingchen was stunned.
No way, what a coincidence!
"That's right. Your mother went through the four major tortures without making a sound. I wonder if Miss Feng can surpass her. You know, there is no General Feng who is fearless to save you now." Lu Shaolin said with a mocking look on his face.
When Feng Qingchen started talking to him, he understood what Feng Qingchen was thinking and deliberately brought up the topic.
Feng Qingchen, although you performed well in the Royal Villa, you are still a little girl after all. You are not good enough to play tricks in front of me.
Feng Qingchen rolled his eyes in annoyance.
No one would think of surpassing their teacher in this matter!
He is so cunning and sly, no wonder he could become the head of the secret service, Feng Qingchen complained secretly.
"Miss Feng, stop trying to play tricks. We're at the punishment room. Don't worry, I'll just follow the procedures." Lu Shaolin smiled coldly, and then Feng Qingchen smelled a strong smell of blood.
vomit……
Even though she was used to the smell of blood, she couldn't help but feel nauseous, but the strange thing was that there was no screaming.
Lu Shaolin was like a worm in Feng Qingchen's stomach. Before Feng Qingchen could speak, Lu Shaolin answered, "It's strange that there are no screams, right? It's strange that all the people in the prison didn't scream during this journey, right? Don't be surprised, these people have confessed. It's useless to keep their tongues, so I had them all pulled out."
"You, how can you do this?" Feng Qingchen really couldn't remain calm this time.
Pull out the tongue!
He joined the Blood-Clothed Guard and wanted to get out, but he was either dead or disabled.
What a cruel punishment.
Feng Qingchen felt cold all over, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
These people simply don't treat people as human beings.
Lu Shaolin turned around and grinned, revealing his white teeth: "Don't worry, Miss Feng. I like to hear women scream, so you can scream loudly later. I won't pull out your tongue."
"You pervert." Feng Qingchen couldn't hold back any longer and cursed.
"Hahaha, you can curse as much as you want, as long as you come out of the punishment room and still have the energy to curse." Lu Shaolin stopped talking and stopped in front of a stone house. The person behind him immediately stepped forward and opened the door.
"It's over!" Feng Qingchen then realized that she had fallen into Lu Shaolin's trap. He led the topic along. Not only did she not find an outlet from Lu Shaolin, but she was instead caught up in his context.
No, what did Lu Shaolin say just now? He likes to hear women scream?
Feng Qingchen suddenly realized that Lu Shaolin's walking posture seemed a little strange.
Feng Qingchen was delighted that she had found a way to save herself.
“Crack!”
The door was unlocked, Lu Shaolin turned around and motioned Feng Qingchen to go in, but was met with Feng Qingchen's half-smile. Lu Shaolin frowned, wondering what Feng Qingchen was trying to do, and his expression changed again in the blink of an eye.
"Commander-in-chief, can we talk in private?" Feng Qingchen's eyes were clear, as if he could see through people.
Lu Shaolin felt embarrassed for a moment, and just when he was about to open his mouth to scold, Feng Qingchen said again: "General Commander, I can help you solve the problem that has been bothering you. I guarantee that it is more effective than the things you usually drink."
Seven parts true and three parts false, Feng Qingchen's guess is bold and careful.
Since it concerns a man's face and dignity, she doesn't believe that Lu Shaolin won't take the bait.
Her teacher said that being a doctor is a terrible profession because patients have no privacy in front of doctors, and some unscrupulous doctors will even use patients' privacy to blackmail them.
Now, Feng Qingchen played the role of an unscrupulous doctor, using the patient's privacy to buy herself some time.
Lu Shaolin was shocked in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. However, Feng Qingchen knew that he was moved from the subtle changes in the corners of his eyes.
"Commander-in-chief, Feng Qingchen is just a weak woman. Even if there is no one here, Qingchen can't escape. Why don't you give yourself a chance? Qingchen would never dare to harm you." Feng Qingchen smiled faintly, looking very confident.
As a human being, he has weaknesses. Just seize his weaknesses and attack him.
Lu Shaolin struggled in his heart, and finally nodded under Feng Qingchen's expression that said I already knew it: "Okay, I'll give you a chance."
Just as Feng Qingchen said, he would not lose anything.
call……
The chance to survive has come!
Feng Qingchen's eyes lit up!