Chapter 135 Hou Liang speaks

Author: The bear skimming the treetops

Chapter 135 Hou Liang speaks

Of course, Fang now would not be so naive as to think that Hou Liang would confess easily, but it didn't matter, the subsequent torture would make him say what he wanted.

He ordered someone to shut Hou Liang's mouth and said, "Manager Hou, do you know Boss Mu?"

Hou Liang's pupils shrank suddenly.

It was over, and the Mu family was finally exposed.

Fang now ignored Hou Liang and turned to Sun Dabiao and said: "Team Leader Sun, please treat our distinguished guest well!"

Huh? Sun Dabiao didn't expect that Fang would let him go now.

Fang now returned to his seat and looked at Hou Liang quietly without saying a word. This was his full trust in Sun Dabiao.

Sun Dabiao heard that Mu Jiacheng was severely punished and knew that Hou Liang could not be punished immediately.

Regarding the other party's current mood and methods, he also understood that the art of torture cannot be mastered in a day or two. It is reasonable for young people to be arrogant and eager for success.

However, he felt that this young man was very angry with him.

Despite his young age, Fang is now cruel and ruthless, with the goal of extracting confessions. As for those cruel torture methods, he does not hesitate to use them on prisoners.

It can be said that as long as he can ask for a confession, even if he kills someone, he probably won't blink an eye.

"Brother Fang, do you want to avoid it?" Sun Dabiao turned his head and asked Fang Xin, with a cruel light flashing in his eyes.

Fang Jin shook his head slightly: "Team Leader Sun is afraid that I will fail to learn from my master?"

Sun Dabiao laughed loudly and ordered someone to pour a bucket of cold water on Hou Liang. He explained that cold water can make Hou Liang's mind clearer and his body more sensitive to touch, so it is most suitable for interrogation.

In front of Fang Jinjin, Sun Dabiao was like a patient master, imparting experience to Fang Jinjin bit by bit.

Fang now looked at Hou Liang behind Sun Dabiao, and saw that he had his head lowered and was still, with strands of hair dripping with water, but his slightly trembling shoulders showed that he was starting to feel fear in his heart.

Hou Liang had a thin face and short beard, and the fat on his body was trembling slightly. Fang didn't say anything now, just looked at him coldly.

This guy has much less willpower than he expected.

"Hmm..." Hou Liang stared, but he was obviously bluffing.

"Let me tell you what will happen next." Sun Dabiao's rough voice sounded, "There is a bamboo forest behind the torture room. I have cleared a space and left protruding sharp bamboo stakes. I can put you there in a while.

As you were dragged around the field, you could see with your own eyes that pieces of your skin were being scraped, torn, and worn away by the bamboo tips until your tendons and bones were exposed.”

"If I'm patient enough, I can drag you like this for a whole day before you die. You may not be able to see your body, but I can tell you in advance what it looks like.

Almost all the bones and flesh will be separated, and the bamboo piles on the ground will be dyed red with your blood. Oh, by the way, there will be some bits and pieces of skin and flesh hanging on them. If it is in the evening, it will definitely look beautiful with the sunset."

Fang now listens to his words with gusto, as if he is talking about a piece of art in his collection. The description of these details is as if he has seen it in person.

However, he was a bystander after all, and the person who felt the most emotional was Hou Liang, the torturer.

Sun Dabiao is not just a person who only knows how to act recklessly. What would Hou Liang think of this torture that makes people feel great fear?

I saw Hou Liang's shoulders shaking even more violently, and it seemed that he couldn't help but imagine the bloody scene.

It’s time to break your defenses, be afraid, and be frightened.

Sun Dabiao first brought an imaginable fear to Hou Liang, breaking Hou Liang's psychological defense.

Then I was afraid that I would overturn this torture and let Hou Liang get lucky, or think that he would not have to face such horrific things.

When Hou Liang had this idea, he had actually given up and felt that he could not accept such torture.

The next interrogation was simple. A torture that was almost as cruel, or even far more brutal than the first one, and could be carried out immediately, completely made Hou Liang collapse.

Sure enough, Sun Dabiao said: "But I don't have time to play with you now, so I will use a simple method."

The words stopped here.

Not to mention Hou Liang himself, even Fang was now intrigued.

After more than thirty seconds, Sun Dabiao finally spoke: "I will insert an iron hook into your anus and hang the intestines tightly. One end of the hook is tied to a horizontal wooden pole. The wooden pole

On the other end, there is a stone. Hang this horizontal wooden pole on the wooden frame, and place you and the stone on both sides, just like a scale - have you ever used a scale?"

"Then I will pull the stone down here, tilt the wooden pole, and the hook will slowly pull out your intestines. With every inch of movement, you can clearly feel it coming out of your body.

Gradually move away from you. Well, if I pull faster, your intestines will be pulled out at once and thrown into the air..."

After saying this, Sun Dabiao burst into laughter, which made the torture room buzz.

Hou Liang looked up at him and felt shuddering.

Fang now nodded secretly. He was indeed an old torture officer. Just the aura exuding from his body made people breathless.

Sun Dabiao has been in this business for more than ten years. He has used similar techniques countless times and tortured many people.

Fang now glanced at Hou Liang and saw the fear in his eyes.

"Uh huh..." Hou Liang's mouth was blocked and he couldn't speak, and his fat face turned red.

Sun Dabiao grinned and said in a sinister tone: "You don't have to doubt the effect. This is not something you can read in a book. There has never been a prisoner who has not opened his mouth after being interrogated by me!"

"Uh huh..." Hou Liang seemed to want to curse, but couldn't make a sound because his mouth was not only blocked, but his lips were still trembling. He felt a cold air rising from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. His originally pale and fat face

There was no blood at all.

All this is now seen by Fang Xin.

If he was a diehard like Mu Jiacheng, Fang might not have the confidence to pry him out soon, but Hou Liang was different.

Hou Liang seems to have a tough attitude, but he is strong on the outside and hard on the inside. He seems to be very afraid of being tortured.

Now he's shaking, which is a good sign.

"Team Leader Sun, please take a step to speak!"

Sun Dabiao was stunned. He was about to take the next step. What was he going to do at this time? He was suspicious, but he still walked towards the door.

Fang now said a few words to the action team members on the side.

After a while, everyone came out. The door was closed tightly, and even the small window on the door was closed. The torture room was dark.

Fang now looked at the mottled iron door, and let the horror slowly ferment for a while.

Sun Dabiao lit a cigarette and looked at Fang Jin while smoking. He quickly understood the young man's intention.

In this dark and closed space, Hou Liang would involuntarily imagine the execution scene he just described over and over again in his mind.

Bamboo piles with blood and bits of skin and flesh.

The intestines that left him...

Any movement from the outside world may have a huge impact on the prisoner's psychology. Even a slight knock on the door or footsteps may be taken by Hou Liang as a signal that execution is about to take place.

"Brother Fang, are you trying to scare him to death?" Sun Dabiao happily blew out a smoke ring.

"This was all foreshadowed by Team Leader Sun!" Fang now deliberately did not let Sun Dabiao continue, nor did he ask Hou Liang any questions, just so that Hou Liang would have a psychological illusion and think that he was not benefiting from the torture.

Ignoring him will only make him more frightened and eager to prove his worth.

Sun Dabiao laughed: "Brother Fang is so young, but he is good at this. I really didn't expect it. Torture is just like dealing with women. The essence lies in foreplay."

Fang Jin smiled faintly. Although Sun Dabiao's metaphor was a bit crude, it was indeed the truth. If the preliminary preparations were in place, the later interrogation would be a matter of course.

"Team Leader Sun, I don't think this kid can survive much longer. You can go in and take a look later."

He walked to the place where Mu Jiacheng was imprisoned. Seeing that he did not invite him, Sun Dabiao wisely did not follow him and leaned against the wall of the corridor to continue smoking.

Mu Jiacheng was still very weak, like a pile of mud.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he raised his head with all his strength.

Liu Qifang was still there. He thought Fang was here to interrogate him again, so he hurriedly said: "Captain Fang, the prisoner's condition is still stable, but the interrogation cannot continue."

Fang now told him that he was just here to take a look.

Liu Qifang nodded, it's okay.

"Sugar...sugar...have you bought sugar?" Mu Jiacheng asked hoarsely.

Fang Jin sneered: "Who do you think you are? I have to do what you say immediately?"

It's not that he doesn't want to buy Mars candy for Wen Shuhua, but he really doesn't like Mu Jiacheng's tone of voice.

Who do you think you are? A prisoner giving orders!

Now that Wen Shuhua was about to speak, Hou Liang could not hold on for a while, so his reliance on Mu Jiacheng's confession was greatly reduced.

Mu Jiacheng's face gradually became ferocious: "You promised me!"

"Yes, I promised you, but I didn't promise you to buy it right away! Besides, this kind of Mars candy doesn't seem to be easy to buy, right?"

"There is a candy and pastry shop on Luogu Lane called Tang Shengyuan, and they sell it there." Mu Jiacheng breathed heavily.

Fang is silent now. There are many traditional candy and cake industries gathered in the Luogu Lane area. There are countless small stalls selling candy and cakes, and there are also many people carrying baskets and selling them along the street. However, they are relatively large-scale and have their own workshops for production and wholesale and retail.

There are about eight or nine candy and pastry shops in China.

These stores have inherited the self-produced and self-sold business model, with a front shop and a workshop business layout. They produce and sell a variety of candies and pastries, mainly Zhejiang-style and Su-style. However, there are also some shops selling imported and foreign candies.

, pastry, Tang Shengyuan is one of them.

Now that Fang saw that Mu Jiacheng had been emphasizing on the candy, he also had doubts in his heart.

Even if the Mu family really considers Wen Shuhua's health, there is no need to buy this kind of Mars candy. Wouldn't it be okay to replace it with something else?

Mu Jiacheng is so cunning. What if Tang Shengyuan has a problem and rashly sends someone to Tang Shengyuan, triggering the warning conditions set by Mu Jiacheng in advance?

This is not impossible!

Tang Shengyuan should be taken seriously, but one must be confident before taking action.

After making up his mind, Fang now stepped out and came to the corridor. Just after walking a few steps, he saw an action team member running over in a hurry: "Captain, the man named Hou is here, he is here!"
Chapter completed!