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This is a direction of only ten square meters, the decoration style is like a pantry, but there is a one-way mirror in front of it.

Inside the mirror was a narrow, plain white room with no windows, only a bed on which a man lay down.

It was different from the lynching interrogation room that Yun Xiangxiang expected, there was no blood, and the other party did not have a blue nose and swollen face.

However, he seemed to be a little struggling to lie on the bed, his face was pale, and he was obviously struggling, but his body was very difficult to move.

Song Mian stood beside Yun Xiangxiang, and his indifferent gaze fell on the squirming sturdy man on the bed: "How many times?" ”

Song Yao asked the person guarding the door before answering Song Mian: "Three times." ”

"It's still far from the limit." Song Mian said lightly.

Song Yao nodded at the people guarding the door, and soon Yun Xiang saw several people carrying a few buckets of water in and pouring them forcefully, and after a while, his stomach was faintly bulging.

As the stomach bulged, the expression of the lying man became more and more painful, his pale face, and the blue tendons on his forehead floated.

"Say, if you don't say it, your bladder/bladder will be punctured, and if it is broken, you will not die, and you will be incontinent in the future. But don't worry, we won't let you lose this life, naturally if you don't confess, we won't let Tang Liushao know where you are, no one will save you, no one will kill you, you will live every day as better than death......"

The man who poured water on him persuaded softly, and the movements of his hands were also clean and neat.

"Kill...... Kill me! With great difficulty, his pale face began to redden.

The person who irrigated the water sighed softly, as if he was a little helpless that he was so stubborn, but the irrigation slowed down.

The person who has been poured has reached a limit, but he cannot be released, and the more slowly and slowly it increases, the more tormented it will be for the person who has been injected.

After the last bucket of water was filled, he took an iron shelf, pushed a few bottles of needle water into it, and directly fed him water.

"Nutrient solution, ensure that you are full of energy, good health, and enjoy it slowly." After hanging the water, the other party moved a bench and sat on the edge of the bed.

The man lying on the bed tried to shake off the needle in his hand, but he seemed to be so weak that he couldn't break free at all.

But the fear of being broken a little bit in his lower body swept through his body, and the feeling of desperately trying to get rid of it but being powerless was more torturous than his will being broken in the sea of swords and fire.

Even Yun Xiangxiang, who was watching through a glass mirror, couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

This taste has only been tried by people who have undergone surgery but have not been fitted with a urinary catheter, and the body is anesthetized and cannot exert any strength at all, and no matter how many ideas are put into action.

It is indeed not as painful as punches and kicks, and the pain of cutting flesh with a blunt knife is even more unbearable. Helplessness, despair, fear, little by little consumed his will.

"This kind of person, torture is useless for them, they are used to the taste of pain, being able to be by Tang Zhiyu's side, the pain and blood will only make him more and more excited."

Song Mian took Yun Xiang and sat down in front of the tea table on the side, there was a set of exquisite tea sets on the tea table, there was already a small stove boiling water, he moved elegantly, and took out the tea leaves slowly and methodically.

After he divided the other things, the water on the small stove began to boil, and while making tea, he said to Yun Xiangxiang: "If there is a scar on the body, it will be bitten back. ”

When the time comes, this person will talk back, saying that he can't stand the torture and is forced to talk nonsense, which makes the Song family passive.

Song Mian has never given people a handle, nor will he give people any chance to turn the tables.

Yun thought about how much admiration he had to look at Song Mian's gaze.

Growing up enjoying being looked up to since he was a child, Song Mian seemed to feel that such a gaze could really make people feel physically and mentally pleasant for the first time, he took a small teacup to Yun Xiangxiang and poured a cup of tea for her.

"Treating people differently varies from person to person, some people are suitable for being simple and rude, and some people have to be warm and slow." After speaking, Song Mian looked at the tea in front of him, "Taste it, this tea is very ordinary, but it has excellent effects, and it has a magical place." ”

Yun Xiangxiang was hooked by Song Mian's magical dumb riddle, picked up the teacup and took a sip, the taste of tea was very ordinary, similar to ordinary tea, not bitter or astringent.

Even if she doesn't understand tea, she can taste it, which is too far worse than the tea she drank before.

After drinking, Yun Xiangxiang waited for a minute, but there was no reaction: "Where is the magical place?" ”

Song Mian Wan'er poured a glass of white water and handed it to Yun Xiangxiang.

Yun Xiangxiang took it with some suspicion, took a sip, and found that the water was extraordinarily sweet, this sweetness was completely different from the sweetness with sugar, Yun Xiangxiang took another sip, and the sweetness was weakened.

"Hey, this sweet smell is so weird." Yun Xiangxiang was a little surprised, "This tea is not bitter, but after drinking it, it is so obvious that it will be sweet with white water." ”

"This is a new product found in the snow mountains of Yunnan Province, the yield is low, the price is not expensive, I took it back for quality inspection, there are special ingredients in it, smokers drink it all year round, and it can also play a role in purifying the lungs."

"You can send some to Brother Wei." Yun thought about it, and the first thing that came to mind was He Wei.

No one in their family smokes, and Song Mian never smokes, and He Wei is an old smoker with a smoking history of more than 20 years.

In order to sing, Xue Yu attached great importance to his voice, and once smoked it when he was decadent, but then quit and never smoked again.

"For the sake of his health, you let him quit." Song Mian didn't admit that he was a little jealous.

Because his voice was steady, Yun Xiangxiang didn't hear it for a while, but continued: "How can it be so easy? He has been smoking for more than twenty years. ”

"You and Song Qian, which is more important, wife or smoking addiction, let him choose." Song Mian came up with an idea.

Yun Xiangxiang didn't hear that Song Mian was deliberately tossing He Wei and waiting to see a good show, but felt that Song Mian cared about He Wei because of Song Qian's relationship.

nodded, feeling that smoking is really harmful to health, and He Wei will also need children in the future, and quitting smoking as soon as possible is the right thing.

While the two of them were talking, the desperate shout from the next door that they ignored finally came: "I said, I said, you let me go, woo......"

Such a tall and strong person was tortured to the point of crying, and the torment was really unimaginable.

Song Mian didn't seem to hear it, he still talked and laughed with Yun Xiangxiang, talking about some interesting things about the countryside he had been to.

Over there, Song Yao personally took a small video camera and began to record the process of the other party's confession.

He was a little hesitant at first, and then he probably broke the jar, and the more he talked, the smoother it became.

Although he is not Tang Zhiyu's most trusted confidant, he is also the number one person in the queue, and he knows a lot.