Chapter 201: Torturing people in different ways!
Wu Wei had also heard of Tibetan slaves.
Because they believed in miracles, they were willing to work like slaves, just to avoid going to hell and being tortured in the future.
Thinking of this, he slammed the table in anger and stood up, "If he is so powerful, why doesn't he come down the mountain to help the suffering people?"
Qiu Ping retracted his gaze and looked at Wu Wei with disdain, "You don't believe it, so why would he save you?"
"Calm down." Xu Yancheng pulled Wu Wei back to the stool.
He is about the same age as Xiao Li. They have been adopted by the military district and have been on good terms for many years. Now he probably wants to skin Qiu Ping alive.
Fortunately, Wu Wei still listened to Xu Yancheng. He sat on the stool and silently clenched his fists: I will endure it, I will endure it!
Xu Yancheng put down the pen in his hand, crossed his arms and leaned back in his chair, his sharp eyes cast at Qiu Ping again, "Why did you go up the mountain on New Year's Day?"
Qiu Ping was confused.
How come this question can never be answered?
However, he still replied, "My wife is not your wife. Your wife is the eldest daughter of Hai City, so naturally you want to stay with her. My wife is a typical rural fierce woman. She will start shouting at the top of her voice if she disagrees with you."
"I went up the mountain without being happy to hear that. Is that a problem?"
Xu Yancheng looked at him with a dead pig fearless look and continued to ask, "Why are you going up the mountain on New Year's Day?"
Qiu Ping: ?????
Qi Chi in the observation room suddenly thought of something and quickly wrote and drew on the paper.
Bored, Zhu Yaoyao walked over curiously and saw Qi Chi writing a line on a piece of paper: [Drive him crazy!]
Zhu Yaoyao frowned: This...
Ruan Anan looked at the two of them and sighed helplessly: This family will fall apart without me.
However, she still pretended to be casual and said, "Look, my man, isn't he handsome?"
"There are two kinds of torture."
"One is physical, the other is psychological."
"Physical torture is what we call physical torture, while psychological torture is about breaking down his mental defenses."
"Once the mental defenses are broken, the person will lose their mind and can be manipulated by you."
After hearing what Ruan Anan said, Qi Chi immediately crossed out the three words "drive him crazy" on the notebook and wrote a new sentence: Break down the suspect's psychological defenses.
Well, he was extremely satisfied with this sentence.
This is much more professional than driving him crazy.
Ruan Anan thought for a moment, opened the door to the observation room, and said to Xiao Li at the door, "I think we should invite Qiu Ping's wife and children over for tea."
"Remember, put the number of people in your home in different rooms and make sure they can't see each other or communicate."
"The same goes for the elderly and children. Just find someone to play with the children, take good care of them, and use entertaining and educational methods to teach them."
It is said that misfortune will not affect the wife and children.
But often, the person next to you is the one who is most likely to give false testimony.
Qiu Ping had been arrested for two days, and no one had looked for him, which meant that Qiu Ping often spent the night in the mountains.
In two days, Qiu Ping's family will find out that Qiu Ping is missing and will start a frantic search for him.
By then, if his family knew that he was an enemy spy of the Blood Skull Organization, they would definitely make up a more brilliant lie to protect themselves. It would be better to control him in advance before the other party noticed anything unusual.
Xiao Li nodded and said, "I have to apply to the chief."
Because he is the person involved, Xiao Li cannot participate in the interrogation.
He is happy to run errands and make contributions to everyone.
Soon, Qiu Ping's daughter-in-law, Mrs. Qiu, Qiu Ping's mother, Old Lady Qiu, and Qiu Ping's son, Qiu Dazhu, were invited over by Xiao Li.
The moment she sat in the empty lounge, Mrs. Qiu panicked.
This is a military area.
How can ordinary people come here to drink tea?
She grabbed Xiao Li's arm and asked, "Xiao Li, is there something wrong with our old Qiu?"
"Look, Dazhu is only fifteen years old. He can't live without a father."
"We are all from the same village. Shouldn't you try to smooth things over for your Uncle Qiu?"
Xiao Li felt sad when he heard Mrs. Qiu's pleading words.
The Blood Skull Organization is harming people.
I am already a wild child without a father or a mother, and I am afraid that Dazhu will also be without a father in the future.
But, the path is chosen by oneself.
Isn’t it?
In the end, he silently pushed Sister Qiu's hand away and said, "Aunt, what my Uncle Qiu has done this time is no small matter. You'd better tell me everything you know and try to save my Uncle Qiu's six lives."
"Otherwise, Dazhu will be criticized whenever he goes out in the future."
"Big deal? A life-threatening thing?" Mrs. Qiu slumped to the ground. "It's over. This time, it's all over."
Finished?
Ruan Anan in the corridor held his chin and pondered these words.
Why didn't Mrs. Qiu ask what serious crime Qiu Ping had committed, and why didn't she question Xiao Li?
Isn't this normal?
Logically speaking, shouldn’t we catch Xiao Li and question him?
She thought for a moment, then returned to the observation room, wrote a note to Xu Yancheng, and handed it to the soldier standing guard at the door.
In the interrogation room, Xu Yancheng received a note from the soldier.
When I unfolded it, I saw Ruan Anan's unique clean and refreshing handwriting.
As he lowered his head to read the note, a smile appeared on Xu Yancheng's icy face.
When he looked up again, he had regained his usual upright demeanor, "Your wife has confessed. You didn't have an argument that day. You went up the mountain to complete the organization's mission."
"What?" Qiu Ping looked at the door in disbelief.
I didn’t expect that they would capture my wife as well?
It’s over…
That woman usually doesn't keep her mouth shut. If she is threatened by them now, won't she confess everything?
He raised his bound hands and slapped himself hard, "I shouldn't have told him about this in the first place!"
"I regret it!"
Xu Yancheng didn't want to see his annoyed look at all. "Qiu Ping, I hope you can understand the meaning of leniency for those who confess and severity for those who resist."
Qiu Ping stopped beating himself and said, "If I confess, will I be able to live?"
Xu Yancheng sneered, "Are you scared to death now? If you confess, it depends on whether what you say can save your life."
Qiu Ping desperately wanted to get up from the interrogation chair, but two soldiers stood behind him and pushed him back down. "I, I, I!"
"You piece of shit, just speak up. Weren't you very eloquent when you were worshipping your god just now?" Wu Wei was young and energetic after all, and his good temper had long since disappeared.
I want to rush over and beat him up now.
Qiu Ping finally compromised, his head drooping helplessly. "I'm going to kill you!"
What?
There was no warmth in Xu Yancheng's smile. "Then how can you be sure that you can kill so many of us by yourself?"
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