Chapter 507: London Clouds (Part II)
The sound of "click-......" continued to sound, and Lance's pupils suddenly contracted! Instinctively, he grew his mouth and wanted to make a sound. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 However, his entire face was covered by a towel, and he could only make a "woo-woo-woo...... sound.
Hou Dasheng simply didn't ask him anything, he directly chose to continue the electric shock. Lance's physical condition, he roughly checked it when he caught Lance. Lance's strong pectoral muscles and tight six-pack abs. and the muscles of the arms and thighs, all silently indicating that he has a long-term habit of exercising.
It's a good habit. At least Hou Dasheng can be tortured without worrying that excessive torture will make him die too quickly. Lance was obviously trained in counter-interrogation, and Hou Dasheng didn't intend to let him stop. As long as he recovers his thoughts, then he will probably not get anything.
Execution, torture all the time. Until he collapsed. This time should be maintained for at least three days. Hou Dasheng didn't plan to give Lance a chance to rest, even if he really wanted to say it. The time of the electric shock was set to match the time of waterboarding. Let the two alternate constantly, sometimes after damaging Lance at the same time. Hou Dasheng began to busy himself with his own affairs.
Actually, there was nothing busy, just to check all the things that Lance had searched on him. Let's see if any clues will be found, although there is little hope of finding them. But Hou Dasheng still plans to give it a try. Clothes, pants and gun holsters in Reims...... and other items, in addition to finding the keys to his house, some cash, credit cards...... And so on.
Mr. Hou also found a photo of his girlfriend, a slender London woman with chestnut hair. At the age of thirty, there are inevitably some traces of time left on his face. But the body is well maintained, which shows that he regularly exercises and has good eating habits.
But these are not what Hou Dasheng cares about, what he cares about is the line of words behind the photo. It was evident that some of the passwords had been recorded, and the only one who could explain them was Lance, who was now trembling in his chair. If you want Lance to collapse as soon as possible, then Hou Dasheng needs to do more.
Of course, the thing of cutting Lance's body directly with a knife will definitely not be done. In the absence of medical treatment, this can only make Lance die quickly. A lance who didn't say what Hou Dasheng wanted, it wasn't worth it to die.
Obviously, Lance, who was accompanied home by two people, had a certain status with the other party. Hou Dasheng needs to know who they are and why they lost contact with the giant wolf. Whether they are dead or alive. More importantly, Hou Dasheng also needs to know how this voter is constituted.
For the organization that can force jackals and even giant wolves, they have to hide, Hou Dasheng has to be cautious. Until he gets the relevant information, he will definitely not go toe-to-toe with the other party. If the wolf is really dead, he will immediately withdraw from England.
Then contact the other surviving jackals and organize themselves to think about revenge. Revenge, he will definitely do. But not brainless to die. Hou Dasheng has passed the age when his head is easily hot, and he is now more inclined to scheming.
Unless there is a certain certainty, or the matter is urgent. Otherwise, Hou Dasheng would definitely not move easily. He can prepare for a long time, but if he wants to move, he must clean up the other party at once. Absolutely do not give them a chance to return their hands and breathe.
For three days, Hou Dasheng watched Lance twitch so quietly. Barely for a moment Lance would stop twitching, and the battery was changed to three. Two bottles of water were exchanged. Every day, Hou Dasheng would leave Lance an hour off and give him a sedative. An hour later, Hou Dasheng would get Lance up and continue to be tortured.
On the way, Hou Dasheng didn't ask Lance a word. Lance didn't get a chance to speak. Because after the injection, Lance would faint to death. Hou Dasheng pinched the time to cover the towel and continue to drip water. At the same time, the discharge continues. All Lance could do was repeat the pain and shock sensation in his body.
Again and again, he experienced the feeling of drowning and suffocation, and even his confession became impossible.
Hou Dasheng knows better than anyone that it is very difficult for a person who has received anti-investigation training to get the truth out of his mouth. Unless you can break him, he won't be able to believe a word. It's okay to don't open your mouth, but what I'm most afraid of is the kind of real and fake that mixes and matches.
Some counter-investigation training methods, in advance, they will memorize all the confessions after being captured. Some of these confessions are true and some are false. Some innocuous periphery personnel will be betrayed, but the core things are all fake. In this way, their own personnel can also have a chance to rescue him according to the exposed traces.
When the third day arrived, Hou Dasheng took away the towel and glanced at Lance. Then, without waiting for Lance to speak, he directly sealed his mouth with duct tape. Then, he took out a bag and put it on Lance's hand, and then slammed the pocket tightly! I saw that Rans's eye sockets were about to explode directly, and the two eyeballs were bulging!
Then, the muscles of the whole body began to tighten! The green tendons violently slammed under the skin, and I couldn't stop trembling......
Even outside the bag, you can faintly hear the sound of the skin being bitten and torn inside. Lance's pain had clearly thrown him out of control, and the bruises on his entire head looked like they were about to burst. Hou Dasheng was so quiet that he couldn't hold down Lance, who was trembling and twisting his body, without saying a word.
Beads of sweat began to permeate Lance's body, and he was soaked all of a sudden, without even his underwear. Before, he was soaking wet because of the drip of water that couldn't stop waterboarding. But this time, it was because of the bag that Hou Dasheng put in his hand.
Glancing at his watch, Hou Dasheng estimated that the bag had been around him for more than a minute. Only then did he remove the bag, but he saw that the bag contained huge ants. Hou Dasheng carefully used tweezers to pick off the ants that were still biting on Lance's hand and put them back in the bag.
Carefully tie the mouth of the bag and seal it. Looking at Lance, who was still trembling, Hou Dasheng tore off the tape from his mouth. He pulled his head and continued to hold it up. Cover with a towel and continue dripping......
Regardless of Lance's desperate writhing, he nodded desperately trying to speak. Hou Dasheng just returned to his chair and looked at Lance quietly. He needed to assess, assess when it was time for Lance to collapse. Only when Lance was completely broken could his words be believed.