The old Sichuan University took the first news Beier, and the things that came out were a lot, and the messages were said. Self. But in the key place, where is the real account book of Zhengqiu Fu, but the umbrella shop Xiaohu did not recruit it.

"What about the ledgers of the villages you are responsible for?" The interrogator yelled in exhaustion.

"It's all in the eighth master, no, Chen Minggang is in the county," Xiao Hu shook his head painfully, "The account book is to be handed over." ”

"Looks like I'm going to have to give you some more stuff"

"Don't, the little one really said everything" Xiao Hu struggled in vain on the chair, tears flowing. It's a completely tormented and disheartened look. After hours of continuous wheel battles, it was on the verge of collapse.

"Okay" Zhou Dongtian shook his hand, looking at the sluggish guy who was crying bitterly, "Tell me, how to pay it?" ”

"As soon as the affairs of each village are finished, the eighth master will send someone to take back the account books in the hands of the little ones." Xiaohu sobbed, "Chen Minggang looked at the account book very closely. We are not allowed to keep it private. ”

"What about the book of conscription he gave you?"

"It's the same, a village has to be taken back when it's done."

"What if someone owes a debt and takes it back?"

"Yes, no matter how many people owe it, they will take it back." Xiao Hu said weakly, "Eighth Master, he is the bottom book of the grain strings that he takes back every day." ”

"Isn't the bottom book of the grain bunches a happy house?"

"That's a fake book. Some people can't get their food even if they pay it, and some people can get it even if they don't pay it." ”

"I see!" If Zhou Dongtian wanted to get this booklet, many people in the county would be arrested for taking grain strings to evade taxes. With this, you can rectify whoever you want, and you can rectify it uprightly. What was recovered was the imperial grain tax of the Ming Dynasty.

"Say it! What kind of yin and yang account does he have in his hand! ”

Zhou Dongtian repeatedly asked many questions, some of which he confessed to, and he cross-interrogated them like this to see if there were any inconsistencies in the details of his confession. Zuihou thinks that Xiaohu has nothing left on him. The caretakers took him down.

"Do you want to interrogate Chen Mingcai?"

"Don't do it for the time being, you have to kill the sharpness of this group of people first." Zhou Dongtian shook his head and said. The "struggle meeting" is almost ready.

Whatever matters related to the "struggle" will be attended by Du Shiyi later, and this time is no exception. Although she was not in the leading group, she did a lot of preparatory work and tricks for the struggle as an uninvited "adviser".

It is not at all difficult to mobilize the masses widely through liaison officers. The ordinary people originally hated the officials for their misdeeds, and they originally only had to keep their voices down and let them abuse and extort their shares, but now they were suddenly able to take revenge openly, and they were suddenly full of emotion. It didn't take long for more than 200 people to be organized from all villages in the county. In accordance with the instructions, Du Bian focused on accepting people with high "hatred value" to participate, and it was best to have blood debts.

Of course, among the "masses" is also the indigenous propaganda performance artist Tsengbri. Of course, because many people in the county town knew him, he could not publicly recount the tragic history this time, so he had to mix in the crowd to agitate.

He wasn't fighting alone, and the crowd was filled with about thirty interns who were going to work in the propaganda department. Meetings are dedicated to building momentum. According to the prior agreement, according to the code given by Du Shi, applaud, cheer, roar or shout the designated lines. This group of people was the first batch of students in the propaganda and agitation short scraping class, and the propaganda department took this struggle meeting as a rare internship opportunity.

The next day's struggle was a success, and under the encouragement of Du Yin and the indigenous propagandists who were mixed in the crowd, the masses were quickly agitated, and new and old hatreds burst out together.

For Xu Shu, the scene on the field is commonplace, and even the torture will not make them move.

But this mass rage was so terrifying that hundreds of people, men and women, young and old, rushed up with gritted teeth, punched, kicked, and bitten with their mouths, tearing pieces of limbs and flesh off their bodies."

In a terrifying atmosphere, group learning began. Participants are asked to engage in "self-dissection" and "exposé" activities. Talk not only about your own problems, but also about the problems of others. In addition to the members of the study class, the officials who were fortunate enough to stay in the county government office for the time being also took turns to participate in the "study" activities every day

Du Shi hinted at the study meeting that whoever exposes and confesses more and goes deeper and more likely to live, otherwise he will be dragged to the struggle meeting and be fought. So the next few days were filled with an atmosphere of intrigue and betrayal. For a while, everyone in the class was panicked, and everyone was in danger. Soon, Zhou Dongtian's front was full of exposé materials and "confessions", not to mention what had happened, even if there were no things

A week later, the Xu Shi, who had been idle and bored in the study class, had stopped talking to each other. Many people are trying to show a strong desire to "be a new person". The interrogation of the traverser has also become more cooperative, not only asking and answering, but also taking the initiative to provide a lot of useful materials.

But there is still no one who knows the whereabouts of the fish scale book and the grain collection account book, "This thing was collected by Chen Minggang himself," and all the grain differences were answered in unison.

Chen Mingwang still couldn't get anything from his mouth, and he hadn't talked to his subordinates since he was arrested and put into the study class. It is completely the appearance of Xu Shu entering Cao Ying. Zhou Dongtian asked his subordinates to interrogate it once, but there was no result. Chen Minggang also turned a blind eye to the threat of being "fought" at the struggle meeting, Chen Minggang knew very well what the crossing group wanted, and he would never kill himself until he got it. He wants to rely on this capital to save the lives of himself and his family, and he has to save some money for the future. ”

That night, Zhou Dongtian finally interrogated him personally. Chen Minggang's attitude was still rigid, and he also ignored Zhou Dongtian's interrogation. It took a while to spit out a few words:

"There are small fish scale books, and there are small ones for the bottom account of the grain collection." Chen Minggang squinted at him, "It's just that this is a small rice bowl for eating, if it is given to others, isn't the small one having no way to live?" Please be gracious! ”

"Why, you have no way to live, and you don't want to think about the life of your wife and son?" Zhou Dongtian said, noticing that his eyelids trembled, "And Qiuhong?" ”

"What are you going to do with them?" He was satisfied to see Zhou Dongtian's expression become nervous.

"It's up to you to cooperate." Zhou Dongtian spat out a puff of smoke rings, "It's very simple for us to get something. You have, take it out. ”

"What about after you take it out?"

There is a play, and Zhou Dongtian knows that this is preparing to negotiate conditions with himself.

"Okay, I guarantee the safety of my nephew and your whole family, including Qiuhong. And make sure that you are not guilty of your past, and that your eldest son is also very famous in the county, and that your family will not be sent to the labor camp. ”

"What else?"

"Nope." Zhou Dongtian replied very dryly. In this plane, he has almost unlimited control power, and he doesn't need to play the trick of confession and leniency to trick people into confessing.

"Forgive me!" Chen Minggang said.

It seems that this old boy is really ready to fight to the death. Zhou Dongtian spit out the cigarette butt and glanced at a few people under him.

"Serve the eighth master well."

"Yes, Chief!" Several co-authored political security interns have been gearing up for a long time, waiting to use the mysterious little black box of "Australian torture tools", with a rocking, and there are two threads extending from it, and there is a copper clip at the end of each line.

This mysterious torture instrument has not been used on people except for the animals they used to deal with rabbits and other animals when they were studying, and several people are very curious about how they will react in people, whether they will tremble violently as Chief Zhou said. Zhou Dongtian was not interested in looking at the scene of the man's ** and a certain part of the lower body clamping copper tongs, he lit a cigarette, knowing that several of his apprentices were connecting wires to the hand-cranked telephone. There is no conductive paste in this plane, and the effect will be poor.

"You are the first Ming person to enjoy such treatment." Zhou Dongtian muttered to himself.

A few minutes later, there was a faint scream from behind the closed door, and Zhou Dongtian thought, don't shake it too much, it will be too big if you die.

After smoking a cigarette, he walked back again. Chen Minggang was tied to the chair naked, his face was covered with sweat, and his body was still trembling.

"You see, this thing is not the same as the torture equipment in the county government." Zhou Dongtian said gently, "You won't die, you won't hurt." If you are willing, not only can you not die, but you can still live for many years. I could entertain you seventeen or eighteen times a day for many years."

As he spoke, he gestured again, and his men immediately began to shake the telephone. Chen Mingwang's body stiffened like a fish, stiffened for a few seconds, and then uncontrollably throbbed in the chair. A series of screams echoed through the room.

Zhou Dongtian signaled to stop again: "Tell me." Where are the scale books and ledgers? ”

Chen Mingcai began to pretend to pass out, but this could not be concealed from Zhou Dongtian, and he gave him two short overcalls. Forced him to "wake up".

"I say, I say." Chen Minggang finally couldn't hold it anymore.

"Okay, don't worry, speak slowly." Zhou Dongtian motioned for someone to record. An indigenous stenographer walked in from next door, a young girl who saw a naked, half-aged man slumped in a chair. There were still a few clips and strings hanging on his body, especially a certain part, and he was stunned. With a clang, the shorthand clip fell to the ground. ，！