"Someone brought it to you, just shout at me if there's anything!" The prison guard stretched out his hand and pointed to the corner of the wall, and Fang Lubai found that there was a monitoring probe hanging on it.

Then he yawned and walked out the door, leaving with a careful lock. Listening to the footsteps getting farther and farther away, Meng Sifan asked impatiently: "What are you arraigning in the middle of the night, and you don't let people sleep?"

Looking at Meng Sifan, who was a little disdainful, Fang Lubai's heart suddenly surged with anger: "You still know how to sleep?" Tell me what your accomplice's name is, and where is she? ”

"I'm sorry, I don't know what you're talking about." Meng Sifan rubbed his eyes and said a little casually.

"If you don't say it right away, I'm afraid you won't be able to close your eyes today, and I promise you that you won't have any good fruit in the future."

Meng Sifan's eyes widened suddenly, and he asked a little coldly, "Officer Fang, are you threatening me?"

"That's right, it's threatening you, because there's a guy out there who is threatening me with *!" After Fang Lubai finished speaking, he suddenly stood up from his seat and looked down at Meng Sifan.

Meng Sifan raised his head to look at Fang Lubai, and then said calmly: "That's your business, if there is nothing to ask, I will go back to sleep." After saying that, he turned his head to look out the door, hoping that the prison guards would take him back.

"Sleep? If you don't say it today, you'll still be able to get out of this room? Fang Lubai glanced up at the monitoring probe, and then made a gesture, only to see that the monitoring probe was slowly turned to a dead corner, and the situation in the room was completely invisible on the screen.

"What do you mean by that?" Meng Sifan asked faintly.

"What do you mean? As you can see!" Fang Lubai directly lifted Meng Sifan up from the chair, he was a little out of breath by the collar, and his whole face turned a little red.

"To say or not to say?" Fang Lu Bai Tie blushed and asked Meng Sifan, whose face was flushed.

Meng Sifan smiled at him with some difficulty.

"Don't say yes, do you? Wait!" Fang Lubai let go of the hand holding the collar and turned to grope behind the chair.

Meng Sifan seized this respite and took a big breath of fresh air, which made the somewhat dizzy brain clearer. I saw Fang Lubai take out a bundle of rope from behind the chair and walk quickly towards Meng Sifan.

Soon, Fang Lubai tied Meng Sifan to the chair and firmly tied a rope buckle behind him.

"I learned it from the Postman, how about it, I can't break free, can I?" Looking at Meng Sifan, who was struggling, Fang Lubai sneered, then knocked on the door, and it didn't take long for the prison guard to walk to the door with an iron bucket.

"Okay, you can go to sleep, I'll have a good chat with him tonight." Fang Lubai carried the iron bucket into the room, and then talked to the prison guards.

"You... Don't kill anyone. The prison guard explained with some unease.

"Don't worry, Wu Ju has explained to me."

After sending the prison guards away, Fang Lubai placed the tin bucket next to him.

"Look, it just came out of the fridge, it's cool, do you want to cool it down?" Fang Lubai said as he stuffed a piece of ice into Meng Sifan's collar.

The ice cube slid into his clothes, which made Meng Sifan instantly shake a spirit, Fang Lubai looked at him with some satisfaction, and then took out another piece of ice from the bucket.

"You don't think I'm going to throw ice at you slowly, do you?" As he spoke, he shoved the ice cube under Meng Sifan's buttocks, which surprised him a little.

"Don't worry, the show is still to come, if you don't say it, I'll accompany you this night!" Fang Lubai sat opposite, his eyes fixed on Meng Sifan.

It didn't take long for Meng Sifan to twist his body uneasily, as if a nail had been sprinkled on the chair.

"How's it going, is it comfortable? If you tell me now, get you a hot shower right away!" Fang Lubai licked her somewhat dry lips and said slowly to Meng Sifan.

"I advise you not to waste your time on me, if you look for it now, you might be able to find that one*."

Seeing that he still refused to say his accomplices, Fang Lubai fished out another piece of ice and stuffed it under his buttocks.

This method was learned by Fang Lubai in the prison of country M, by constantly stuffing ice cubes, so that the prisoner gradually lost the psychology of resistance, and it could also play a role in the effect of slow torture, this method is very common in the prison of country M, and no traces of injury can be found on the prisoner's body.

"There's still a big vat here, and as long as you don't say anything, all these ice cubes are yours to 'enjoy'." Fang Lubai smiled coldly, then grabbed a handful of crushed ice and threw it into Meng Sifan's clothes.

After doing this several times, Meng Sifan's whole body became wet, as if he had been drenched in rain. Seeing that he began to shiver, Fang Lubai put his face in front of him and asked slowly, "To say, or not to say?"

Meng Sifan trembled like chaff, he raised his pale face and glanced at Fang Lubai, and then lowered his head again.

Seeing that he still didn't speak, Fang Lubai pulled the chair to the wall, opened the small window above his head, and the cold wind blew a leaf into the room, which made both of them shiver.

"I see you're a little sleepy, let you sober up again!"

But Meng Sifan didn't seem to hear it, his eyes and mouth were tightly closed, his head was down, if it weren't for his body shaking all the time, he would be like a dead man.

Looking at Meng Sifan, who still didn't speak, Fang Lubai regretted a little, if Chang Qingshan was pulled over, this guy would definitely not be able to hold on to now.

Fang Lubai raised his wrist irritably and looked at the time, the hour hand stopped steadily on the number '1', and the second hand slowly moved forward as if urging life.

The sky outside the window was already shining with a glimmer of light, but Meng Sifan still didn't speak. Fang Lubai poured the melted ice water on his head, and asked a little anxiously, "Do you say it or not!"

Meng Sifan still lowered his head, as if he hadn't heard.

When the prison guard heard the shout, he hurriedly opened the door, and when he saw the prison guard open the door, Fang Lubai took a deep breath and said, "I'll go back to the city bureau first, you continue to interrogate him, no matter what, you must dig out the clue from his mouth!"

After a sleepless night, Fang Lubai felt that his eyes were a little dry, and the scenery on the side of the road became a little blurry in his eyes, sitting in the car, he took out the eye drops he brought with him, trying to relieve the dryness of his eyes.

After dropping it a few times, the potion didn't flow smoothly into the eyes, and the bottle flew outside through the car window. The night was fruitless, which made Fang Lubai a little angry, his hand slammed the steering wheel, and the sudden whistle scared away several wild dogs nearby.

"Be calm, don't worry, now you need to calm down......" Fang Lubai kept saying to himself, and after a while, he slowly suppressed the anger in his heart.

After calming down, Fang Lubai slowly stepped on the accelerator, and the car slowly drove towards the market bureau.