Chapter 11 The identity of the fan

Lin Chuang understands that a little person like himself who has no backstage cover can only rely on himself.

If Yuan Zuocai's case can't find the stolen money, or if Yuan Zuocai doesn't open his mouth, he and Wu Liangce will definitely become Yang Wenxuan's substitutes.

Therefore, at this time, we must give up all illusions, give up all unrealistic ideas.

"Chen Tou, go to punishment." Lin Chuang commanded.

The head of the interrogation room is called Chen Zhen.

"Yes, Team Leader Lin, just look at it, like this kind of thin skin and tender meat, you will cry for a while and call your mother, you can't hold it." When Chen Zhen heard the execution, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said excitedly.

Chen Zhen's father was a fast arrester in the former Qing official mansion, and after the imperial system was overthrown, his son inherited his father's business and entered the police station. Therefore, the work of torture prisoners is a family handicraft.

Lin Chuang knew that Chen Zhen took pleasure in torturing prisoners. Seeing the pain of a prisoner whose life is worse than death, others may not be able to bear it, or they may not be able to do it, but Chen Zhen will definitely not.

The more he tortured, the more excited he became, and the more fiercely the prisoner screamed, the more it stimulated his nerves.

Afraid that Chen Zhen would not have a weight in his hands, Lin Chuang specially instructed: "Chen Tou, his subordinates have points, don't make skin injuries." ”

"Team Leader Lin, understand. You can rest assured, he will not be hurt at all. Chen Zhen nodded.

Lin Chuang sat down behind the interrogation table and squinted at how Chen Zhen was tortured.

"Brothers, first serve Mao Wazi a tiger stool and give him loose bones!" Chen Zhen commanded.

Lin Chuang could hear that this guy's voice was full of excitement, and he couldn't help but laugh secretly: "This guy! ”

Chen Zhen took matters into his own hands and tied Yuan Zuocai to the tiger chair.

The tiger chair is a torture instrument that ties the prisoner's upper body to a pillar and fixes his legs on the bench, so that the prisoner cannot bend over or move his legs. Bricks are then added to the feet to make the prisoner's knees suffer greatly.

Generally, it is added piece by piece, and if you don't want the prisoner's leg to be wasted, adding it to three pieces is the limit.

The peculiarity of this punishment is that the longer it lasts, the greater the physical destruction and the greater the test of the mental will of the prisoner.

It's hard for the average person to survive three bricks.

Lin Chuang noticed that Chen Zhen did not add one by one, and put two bricks when he came up.

"Lin Chuang, you are not good.... Die! Ah......, smack, ......, it hurts me! Yuan Zuocai screamed in pain, the muscles on his face twitching.

Lin Chuang sneered in his heart: "It's so hard-mouthed." How could Lao Tzu let you go out in such a good way?! If you are scolded, scold, let you call your father in a while! ”

What surprised Lin Chuang was that after waiting for a while, Yuan Zuocai stopped scolding, gritted his teeth and forcibly endured the pain.

It's numb.

"One more brick!" Lin Chuang's life said.

He was afraid that Chen Zhen's subordinates would not be measured, so he specially asked for an additional piece.

Chen Zhen added another brick as he said.

"Ahh

Yuan Zuocai couldn't hold it anymore this time, and fainted with a scream.

"Wow!" A bucket of cold water was splashed, and Yuan Zuo came to his senses.

"Mr. Yuan, money is something outside the body, why bother holding it like this? Admit it, admit it and be relieved. Besides, are you still thinking that the sect minister will come to save you? Don't dream, the evidence is conclusive, Minister Zongzong will not stand out for a fraudster. Lin Chuang stepped forward and grabbed Yuan Zuocai's hair as if it had been washed with water, as if to persuade him, but it really dispelled the hope in his heart.

Lin Chuang has studied psychology and understands that when people are in the most pain, they often give him strong psychological hints with a word from others, making him change his mind and make up his mind.

Also, Lin Chuang felt that the reason why Yuan Zuocai did not admit his guilt in the face of ironclad evidence was that he always had the hope that Zong Yuwen would save him. Only by completely crushing this hope will he give up resistance.

Unexpectedly, this time Yuan Zuocai neither scolded nor screamed pain, but just glanced at Lin Chuang and closed his eyes.

"I didn't expect this guy to have such a strong will. It seems that the magic of 200,000 yuan is very powerful. Lin Chuang said darkly.

"Team Leader Lin, do you still add bricks?" Chen Zhen asked.

"Don't add it, let Mr. Yuan touch the pain." Lin Chuangdao.

Time is the true meaning of the punishment of the tiger chair, how can you not make good use of it.

Time passed minute by minute, and Lin Chuang found that Yuan Zuocai was still with his eyes closed, as if he had entered the realm of forgetting things and me, and no longer felt the pain of the flesh with his heart.

"It's self-hypnosis. It seems that the tiger chair has become ineffective for Yuan Zuocai, and no matter how long it takes, it will not have any effect. Lin Chuang said darkly.

"Chen Tou, let's change the taste." Lin Chuang said to Chen Zhen.

"Hey, I didn't expect this guy to be really tough. Okay, let him taste the chili water again. Chen Zhen said.

There was failure in his voice, and there was also fierce unwillingness.

Untying Yuan Zuocai from the tiger chair, Chen Zhen and another colleague poured him a large jar of chili water.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......."

Yuan Zuocai coughed violently, and his body bent into a shrimp shape, as if he was about to cough out the lung tubes.

It lasted for a few minutes before the cough stopped.

"Ah, it's so spicy!"

Seeing this, Chen Zhen also muttered. Because Lin Chuang said it first, he couldn't let Yuan Zuocai be injured. He looked at the bamboo sticks, the whip stained with water, and the red-hot soldering iron, and said helplessly: "Team Leader Lin, what should I do?" If you go up again, you have to get on the electric chair. ”

"No way!"

Lin Chuang vetoed it.

Lin Chuang has two concerns.

First, the electrocution is too severe, and if a person has a heart problem, he will die if he doesn't get it right. Yuan Zuocai is different from ordinary people, he can't get a confession, and he can't let him die.

Second, looking at Yuan Zuocai's appearance, Lin Chuangyi has a rare familiar taste. Those who can resist this kind of pain and torment can only have a firm faith or a certain heart to die.

Thinking of Yuan Zuocai's abnormal behavior before his arrest, Lin Chuang no longer regarded Yuan Zuocai as an ordinary person.

In his opinion, Yuan Zuocai can only be a Japanese agent or an underground party.

Between the two, it seems that the former is the most likely.

There are three reasons for this:

First, he has the experience of studying in Japan;

The second is the performance of Yuan Zuocai's torture just now, which is very similar to the "self-hypnosis method". Lin Chuang knew that the Japanese agents had received this kind of training, and it was difficult to break their psychological defenses with ordinary physical pain.

Third, the underground party will never use secret agents to break into such a key department as the Ministry of Industry and Commerce for the sake of 200,000 legal tender. Lin Chuang believes that the strategic vision of the party organization will not be so short-sighted.

Despite this, Lin Chuang did not dare to jump to conclusions. Although it is less likely that Yuan Zuo is an underground party, there is such a possibility after all.

If the underground party he is looking for is punished, it will really be a big flood that has washed the Dragon King Temple, and his family will not recognize his family, and the sin will be great.

Moreover, such a move will inevitably create an obstacle to gaining the trust of the party organization.

Therefore, with these concerns, Lin Chuang did not dare to use electricity before determining Yuan Zuocai's true identity.