The French captain had a very hard mouth, and no matter how violent Colonel Brandon and Major William were, he didn't say a word, just lay on the floor and rolled around, making exaggerated wails.

Soon Colonel Brandon was a little tired from the fight, so he stopped and gasped for breath and glanced at Major William. Major William shook off his numb hand, and quickly understood what Colonel Brandon meant, so he squatted down and patted de Rochefort's sweaty face, and said, "Say it, de Rochefort, and we'll get you a doctor to treat it at once." ”

De Rochefort grinned and took a breath of cold air, not believing William's words at all, but continued to say stiffly: "I really don't know what you want me to say, I have already told you everything I know. Also, you are abusing the captives, and when you return home, I will expose the hypocrisy of your Inges to the people of the whole civilized world. You are not so-called gentlemen, but a bunch of savage thugs! ”

Colonel Brandon smiled darkly, his eyes full of mockery: "Really? Do you think I ought to hang you, lest you go back and ruin the reputation of our English gentlemen? De Rochefort's fat face shook unconsciously, and then obediently shut up, not daring to continue shouting.

Colonel Brandon shook his head and motioned for Wickham and William to follow him out the door. Outside, Colonel Brandon regained his gentle personality and explained to the two: "I hope you will forgive me for what I have just done, it is not my intention, everything is for the benefit of our United Kingdom of Great Britain. ”

Wickham almost collapsed, this is a typical "when a bitch has to build an archway"! It turned out that Wickham thought that Colonel Brandon was a real British gentleman, and the cedar courtesy in the Governor's Palace was completely false, and there was wood!

Seeing Wickham's shocked look, Colonel Brandon seemed to understand what Wickham meant, and hurriedly said: "Captain Wickham, if I were still in the quiet countryside of England, I would naturally abide by the rules of a gentleman, but this is India!" Damn, there is war, hunger and robbery every day here, there is no place for the so-called gentlemen here. ”

This was all from the bottom of Colonel Brandon's heartfelt words, and Major Blair William nodded in agreement.

Although the British of later generations claimed to be a country of gentlemen, they did not want to be these polite guys, carrying out bloody colonial expansion around the world, and carrying out black-hearted black slave trade, accumulating the first pot of gold for the arrival of the Industrial Revolution.

Soldiers of the Kingdom who served in the colonies, like Colonel Brandon, did not know how many robberies they had done. Speaking of which, Wickham is not in a position to comment on this, and some time ago he led the British army to snatch a lot of money from the Moxie people on the Gold Coast.

Blair William loosened the button on his collar and said in a muffled voice: "This guy will only pretend to be stupid with us, and he won't say a useful word except shouting pain, and there is no way to go on like this." ”

Wickham secretly rolled his eyes in his heart, Colonel Brandon and Major William's methods of extorting confessions are really not ordinary naivety, can a burst of punches and kicks be used for a fart? If the juniors of MI6 in later generations see the embarrassment of their predecessors, they won't laugh off their big teeth?

When it comes to extorting confessions through torture, the Chinese are the best among them. During the Ming Dynasty, the Beizhen Fusi of Jinyiwei, the people inside were good at extorting confessions by torture, what mercury peeled people's skin, iron chains pierced collarbones, and steel needles nailed nails were all classic techniques.

The later Yankees were not vegetarians, and in the Vietnam War, they summed up the big punishments against the Viet Cong, such as psychedelics, electric chickens, and water prisons, and each one was more cruel than the other. If all these tortures were used on De Rochefort, Wickham is sure that this guy would not be able to hold out for even ten minutes.

With these thoughts in mind, Wickham took the initiative to say: "Colonel Brandon, this de Rochefort is a cunning fellow, and ordinary means are of no use to him. I have a way to make sure that within five days, he will be absolutely able to say everything? ”

Colonel Brandon was stunned, his face puzzled, "Captain Wickham, this is no joke. As far as I could see, the de Rochefort had a slewd appearance of fear of death on the surface, but I was sure that these were his disguises. It is very difficult for such a strong-willed person to pull something useful out of her mouth. ”

Wickham couldn't deny it, but showed a row of neat teeth, and said in a sinister manner: "How do you know if you don't try?" With that, Wickham strode into the cabin.

Seeing that de Rochefort was still lying on the ground looking half-dead, Wickham kicked the guy and said in disgust: "Don't play dead, if you don't want to go to the gallows, get me up quickly." This unlucky bastard was also a bachelor, and when he heard this, he stood up numbly, and did not see the appearance of dying or alive just now.

Wickham pressed the guy on the chair with a pleasant face, and said, "Your Excellency, sit down and rest, how tired you are from standing." Somehow, de Rochefort shuddered at the face of this smiling young officer.

"I don't know Your Excellency, have you ever been to that ancient country in the East - China?" Wickham asked with a grin as he leaned his shoulders on his chair and seemed nonchalant.

De Rochefort looked puzzled, and he didn't know what the young officer on the other side was having, so he said perfunctorily: "China? Mr. Captain, you're not kidding. There is very little trade between our Kingdom of France and the Qing Kingdom, so how can I have been anywhere? However, the porcelain of the Qing Kingdom is very exquisite, and the ladies of Paris like to entertain their guests with expensive Qing porcelain. ”

This was the time when the Chinese style swept Europe, and Europeans were interested in everything in China, not only in material things such as fine porcelain and silk, but even in Chinese culture. Several great gods of the French Enlightenment admired Chinese Confucian culture, and Voltaire is a typical representative of it.

Wickham laughed strangely and said, "I don't have much interest in Chinese porcelain, but I am interested in Chinese punishment." Your Excellency Baron de Rochefort, do you know how the Emperor of China dealt with his enemies? ”

De Rochefort shook instinctively, he didn't know what to ask Wickham, and for no apparent reason shifted the conversation to the punishment.

"There is a cruel punishment, in Chinese parlance, called Ling Chi. Maybe Your Excellency Baron doesn't understand this word very well, but it's okay, I can explain it to you slowly. Wickham smiled wickedly, revealing his neat white teeth.

Wickham continued: "Ling Chi is to cut the flesh of the prisoner piece by piece, and before the three thousand three hundred and fifty-seven knives are cut, the prisoner must not be allowed to die, the whole process will last for five days and five nights, and the prisoner can stop breathing after the last cut." I've only heard about this punishment, and I've always wanted to find someone to test it, which is a pity. ”

When Wickham went to college in his previous life, he had seen Mo Yan's sandalwood punishment, and he was deeply impressed by the description of Ling Chi. It has to be said that the executioners of those executions, their knife skills have reached a peak of perfection, and even the top surgeons may not have such precise techniques.

In fact, Ling Chi was not as horrific as described in the book, Ling Chi was just a dismemberment punishment. The process recorded by the photographer in the last years of the Qing Dynasty is only eight knives, and 3,600 knives is pure nonsense. But Wickham is going to exaggerate to scare De Rochefort, a hard-mouthed guy.

De Rochefort's face turned pale after listening to Wickham's words, his legs couldn't help but tremble, and he showed a smile that was more ugly than crying: "Mr. Captain's hobby is really special. Colonel Brandon and Major William were also not very good-looking, and were obviously frightened by Wickham's description.

Wickham grinned and patted de Rochefort on the shoulder, and said, "Why don't Your Excellency the Baron do me a favor, you know that I still lack the necessary materials for the experiment." ”

De Rochefort stumbled to the ground in fright, waving his hands and shouting, "You are the devil, Satan!" Oh my God, save my soul. De Rochefort couldn't help but shudder at the thought of being cut more than 3,000 times before he died in agony, and his eyes turned into deep fear when he looked at Wickham.

After leaving the room, Colonel Brandon said to Wickham in a somewhat serious tone: "Captain Wickham, you won't come, will you?" Such barbarism is appalling in the civilized world. ”

In Colonel Brandon's eyes, Wickham has gone from being a humble gentleman to an extremely perverted fellow. Major William swallowed hard and wilted, "George, where did you hear about this mess?" Also, that hobby of yours, ...... It's really ......."

Wickham looked at the two of them with some tears and laughter, and said helplessly: "I'm just scaring and scaring the old slippery head of Drocheffort, are you still serious?" Even if I wanted to, I wouldn't be able to find the executioner, it's a technical job. Do you want to give it a try, William? ”

Major William's head shook quickly, and he hurriedly said, "What are you kidding, George! As soon as I think of that scene, I just feel my scalp tingle. Damn, I'm going to have nightmares tonight, it's all your fault, George. ”

Wickham didn't plan to actually kill De Rochefort, he planned to borrow a trick commonly used by the CIA in later generations, that is, otherwise the prisoner would sleep! This is definitely a big trick, even more vicious than closing the small black house.

Just imagine, when you are too sleepy and just want to sleep, and the person next to you always wakes you up, just won't let you sleep, what kind of scene will it be, I believe you will have the heart to kill.

If you don't sleep for a few days in a row, a person's spirit is definitely in a trance, and no matter how strong your willpower is, it will be easily crushed. How many agents who claim to have undergone strict special training have fallen on this simple and crude interrogation method, and they have also avoided bloody torture.

Wickham re-entered the room, lifted de Rochefort off the ground like a chicken, and said amusedly, "I'm kidding you, Your Excellency." How can I say that everyone is civilized, how can I bear to let you do experiments? Rest assured, I swear to God that I will never torture you. The interrogation that follows is definitely in line with your noble baronial status. ”

With that, Wickham beckoned to the two soldiers standing guard outside the door to enter. The two soldiers glanced at Colonel Brandon, and after Colonel Brandon nodded, they saluted Wickham: "Mr. Captain, what are your orders?" ”

Wickham didn't talk nonsense, and said directly to the two: "From today onwards, the two of you will take turns to accompany Mr. de Rochefort, but you must not let him sleep, as soon as he closes his eyes, you will wake him up immediately, and if necessary, you can also pour him a bucket of cold water, understand?" ”

A soldier asked, somewhat puzzled, "Don't let him sleep, it's as simple as that?" ”

Wickham nodded and smiled, "Yes, it's that simple!" ”