157. Methods of torture

At 4:50 a.m., a dilapidated Fiat drove from Chapuldepec Road to the Mexican bullring, turned right on Outemok Road, and drove straight to the vicinity of Pushkin's Gardens, where there were still cars sporadically passing on the road. Fiat turned to the left turn light at the fourth street corner and drove towards the Idagar Market, towards a small building with a large yellow circle painted on the wall. The small, seemingly unremarkable building had a remote-controlled garage door, and the roller shutter slowly fell as Fiat drove straight into the parking garage.

The lights in the parking garage were white, Mo Lei stepped out of the driver's seat, turned to the rear trunk to open the door, and pushed Victor who was curled up in it with his hand, "Friend, it's time to reach your destination, don't pretend to be dead." ”

Victor, who was deliberately rounded around the city by Mo Lei and kept looking for bumpy roads, opened his eyes in a daze. Mo Lei stretched out a hand and put it under Victor's right armpit, dragged him out of it, and raised his hand to pat Victor on the back.

"A man with a shaved beard who is quite capable and handsome, why is he so ruthless and doesn't do good things?"

"Where is this?" Victor took a deep breath and shook his head, his eyes returning to their usual fierceness. He didn't care about the little interrogation methods, and he didn't have learned counter-interrogation. It's just a little unpleasant to be killed by this little man.

Mo Lei has been walking around on the road with him for so long, the purpose is nothing more than to destroy his psychological defense line step by step, take out some information from his mouth, and the final result is that I am afraid that he will still kill himself.

"It's hard to say, it's likely to be the place where your bones are buried, or it could be your new starting point, who knows?" Mo Lei pushed Victor's waist from behind, signaling him to walk in front, pointing to the small door on the left, and pointing his pistol tightly at the back of Victor's head the whole time.

I really want to break this guy's feet, but there are some methods that I want to save for the interrogation.

According to what Sanchez said, Mo Lei entered the room, motioned to Victor to stand against the wall veneer, and then stretched out his hand to tinker under the wall lamp, found the switch and pressed it hard, the harsh "crunch" sound made by the friction of the gears was unbearable, and after waiting for more than ten seconds, a heavy wooden door appeared in front of him, and the lights inside lit up along the steps, damp, with mud and other fishy smells rising from the inside of the corridor. Mo Lei grabbed Victor's cuffed hands with one hand and pushed him into the basement in front of the corridor.

"It's a nice place." Victor looked up and nodded approvingly.

The lights are dim, and it is not known what the purpose of the set-up is to hide the lights behind various utensils. In the basement of at least 100 square meters, in addition to the cold two iron chairs and an iron table, there are several mirrors hanging on the walls. In other places, the walls were only painted with cement a few times, and the gray cement blocks and protruding steel bars were exposed. There is also a lamp on the iron table and an electric baton that has been on for an unknown amount of time. In the corner of the wall was a green basket with wrenches, screwdrivers, and the like, and a yellow overalls with dots of unreadable colors.

Generously walked to the iron chair and sat down, Victor looked up and glanced around the room, tilting his neck to look at Mo Lei, "Your name is Mo Lei?" Is this your real name? Why can't we find your information. ”

Mo Lei ignored him, and Victor's use of this method had no effect on him. He now needed to find out if there were any cameras hidden in some place, which, in Sanchez's words, belonged to a very clean, abandoned safe house, but if there were any cameras that had not been removed, it would be a nuisance.

"You're pretty careful." Victor continued his psychological offensive, unhurried and provocative.

"If you're not careful, how can you walk away from the dozens of you in a generous way?" Mo Lei knocked on a few suspicious places on the wall, and after confirming that it was correct, he turned around and walked to Victor's side, first blew the dust on the iron table, and then sat down, reached out and patted Victor's shoulder and said.

"Now, it's just the two of us. The choice I give you is, 1. We communicate peacefully, you tell what you know, I let you go, and you are left to fend for yourself. 2. I interrogate you, my methods will make your life worse than death, in the end I am afraid that you will still say it, and then you may die in pain, or you may be crippled for life, do you choose one? ”

"You know, I was still too merciful before." Victor looked up at Mo Lei, with a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, "I should have rushed into the Chinese community, dropped a bomb and blown you to slag, and then razed that Po community to the ground." ”

"I see." Mo Lei replied lightly, suddenly grabbed Victor's hair with his left hand, poked the barrel of the gun in his right hand into the opponent's left eye socket, and rotated it vigorously a few times, and then didn't care about Victor's sharp cry of pain, and concocted the same way in the opponent's right eye socket.

"Ah...... I can't see anything. What are you doing? What are you doing? Victor struggled desperately, screaming loudly, blood sliding down his face from his eyes.

"By ignoring the common people, acting recklessly, by being trained to possess weapons, you can disregard human life, oppress the good, and ignore the law? That means that I'm better than you, so I can bully you, right? Does it hurt, Victor? Does it hurt? ”

Mo Lei waited for Victor to calm down, whispered in Victor's ear word by word, and then grabbed Victor's ear with his left hand, tore it down hard, and then turned it half a circle counterclockwise.

"Ahh Victor lowered his head, trembling in pain, and screamed again.

"Reduced to scolding the streets, Victor? I thought you were strong. Mo Lei let go of the hand on Victor's ear, stood up, walked behind Victor, pointed the barrel of his gun at Victor's shoulder, and quietly took out the recorder given by Sanchez from his trouser pocket and turned on the recording, "You can't see anything?" Isn't it scary? ”

Victor gasped for breath, two bloody streaks on his face, making his face hideous.

"I have a thousand ways to make your life worse than death, and without weapons." Mo Lei's cold voice sounded in Victor's ears, he didn't like to use torture, but this guy in front of him, if he didn't completely destroy the psychological defense line, it would be difficult to get the information he wanted.

"And what you're telling me is something I've learned that I just need to affirm, or that I'm about to get results. Victor, you are very professional and cunning like a fox, but you didn't directly take the lives of the Chinese, so I don't want to kill you, and you can also hear how many true and false elements of my words are, and I will not deceive you. ”

Victor's body was trembling, the muscles on his face twitched, and the pain made him unable to think, but Mo Lei's words came into his mind one by one. He couldn't see where the other party was, and he didn't know what kind of way the other party would torture him next, and it was much more terrifying to face the interrogation here.

"Okay, I'll ask you now, what exactly do you people do near the Chinese community?"

This sentence was deceived by Mo Lei Victor, he didn't know what the current situation of the Chinese community and Kalka Town was, the coyotes were not very good at showing up often, and the accuracy of the information obtained by relying on Wang Yuwei and others to inquire was not high, but Victor definitely knew the situation. He deliberately did not say the specific location, but only gave a general hint to the Chinese community, so Victor must have thought that he knew something, and the questions he answered could also sift through the real information from them.

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Victor groaned and shook his head subconsciously. But then the right ear was twisted upwards by Mo Lei, and the force was so fierce that he almost tore off the pinna. Before Victor screamed, Mo Lei's right palm was close to the other party's throat and pressed hard, and the suffocation made Victor almost hold his incontinence, and Mo Lei relaxed.

"You have a subject that teaches captured soldiers to speak vaguely, but so that the interrogator can't hear the difference, so that the interrogator doesn't seem to have broken through you, right? It's part of your troops' training to survive, escape, resist, and escape, isn't it? These are meaningless to you and me, don't answer me ambiguously anymore. There are questions and answers, okay? ”

"Not far from the plantation is our underground factory, and of course there are people coming and going, but no one passes through the Chinese community. I don't know if anyone has been in the Chinese community lately. Victor opened his mouth and said what he wanted to say, and he realized that he was not so tolerant, the anti-interrogation method was a joke, and this little man was a beast.

"Oh? How big is the factory? How many people are there? How many guards are there? ”

After hearing this, Mo Lei's eyes flickered, and his face was full of anger. But he still held back his anger and stabilized his heartbeat before he asked lightly.

Fuck, there are factories near plantations? I've never found out, and I've never even thought about it. Too careless.

"I don't know, I don't know exactly where it is, the guards have a regular shift of about 30 people. You can infer from this. ”

"Good, Victor. So, what other purpose does Volkswagen want for the Chinese community other than a factory? ”

"Warehousing, transportation. As for whether there are any other ideas, I don't know, I can't participate in the core, I'm just a part of the removal of external barriers. ”

"Don't say so much, don't think about brainwashing yourself and telling yourself that you don't know anything, again, don't go around in circles with me with ambiguous topics, Victor, who are we, you know what we are, don't waste time, okay? I don't want to destroy your brain with aphrodisiacs. Mo Lei's originally peaceful voice became cold.

Victor nodded, he had recovered from the pain again.

"Cheng, then let's continue?" Mo Lei put his hand on Victor's shoulder, saw Victor subconsciously tilt his head to the other side, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Then you'll be from Will. Turan began to talk about it, including the death of my cousin Meng Chenglong, the recent interception of me, and the kidnapping of Warcraft, who else was around Volks, what was going on with that Ghana, and how did you find me today? ”

Victor nodded again.

"Say everything you know, and I won't interrupt, you keep talking. I'm going to look for holes in your narrative because you don't know how much I've learned, and if you're wrong, I'm going to do it, and then I won't trust you, you know? ”

"I understand." Victor took advantage of the opportunity to nod, and moved his hands that were cuffed behind his back carefully, and the hands bound by plastic handcuffs were difficult to untie, unless with the help of sharp weapons.

"Okay, then, starting from Wiltulan killing Meng Chenglong, how did he kill him?"

Inside, Victor's voice sounded monotonously, echoing through the empty basement.

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