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Paul walked briskly into the cell, and the thugs were already tired of their work. Neither the fists nor the whip could get Johnny to speak, as he needed to be guaranteed to stand in court tomorrow, and the torture instruments had been retracted. The prisoner never spoke, or even shouted.

Paul stopped the whip and let the thugs out.

Thugs are also happy to take a break, because this kind of person is just too boring. Prisoners in ordinary interrogations are either begging for mercy or verbally abusive. Either way, the thugs will find a way to fight back, both verbally and physically. And they enjoy the experience of taming a stubborn stone with absolute superiority. Johnny is just too boring in comparison.

"Confess. Paul said.

Johnny wanted to speak, moved his Adam's apple and made a difficult sound. Holding back the pain and not making a sound made his chest feel the labor pain caused by his breathing, and the spasms of the muscles made his voice sound like a sobbing whimper.

"Please, stop. He said.

"Does that mean you want to confess something?" Paul asked.

"No ......"

"You know, the gallows is ready for you. Now frankly, you still have a glimmer of life. ”

"You don't understand...... Johnny said as if sobbing, "if I say it, I'll beg to die."

"Are you saying that someone is threatening you? Very well, that's a good start" Paul said, "I'm an upright apologist, and if you tell me who's threatening you, I can guarantee you the right to appeal, or even overturn the case and make you a victim." And, of course, it can provide you with protection. ”

"I don't doubt that you can guarantee it, I doubt that this guarantee can be fulfilled. ”

"I can guarantee that it will be implemented, we have the assistance of the Pillow Guards, and the dungeons of Fort Platinum are far away from the City Watch. No matter who threatens your life, you don't have to worry. Paul said.

Johnny listened and said to him, "What if...... Really like you said, I have some conditions. ”

"I'm listening. ”

"It's over, I'm going to move to another city. Maybe go to Tours, I don't know. Every year after that, you will give me 3,000 gold coins until the day I die, or you will give me a check for 100,000 gold coins. Plus a well-rounded new identity, real estate and title to explain my property. Bring my wife, my son, and my father. ”

Paul sneered and said, "C/you/Mom!" and a punch hit Johnny in the face, leaving bruises. "You still don't understand your situation, do you? you tell us what you know, and then I'll spare your life, it's already a gift!" said as he moved his hand again, punch after punch, Johnny quickly became bloodied and spat out a few teeth from his mouth.

"I think this will help you confirm your situation. ”

Paul stopped, grabbed a four-pointed nail from the table beside him, and said, "Listen, this is your last chance to confess." As a law enforcement officer, I have an obligation to warn you that everything you say will become evidence in court and will be charged against you in court in the future. Now, or stay silent forever!"

Johnny didn't seem intimidated by Paul, "Listen up to the apologists Paul Heras, this is your last chance to accept my terms." ”

Paul angrily wrenched his mouth and shoved a rusty nail into Johnny's mouth one by one, "Confession time is over, it's time to be silent." ”

The fist slammed into Johnny's cheek with a gust of wind, and some of the nails had penetrated Johnny's skin. Presumably, there was nothing intact in his mouth left, and blood flowed out of his half-open mouth like a spilled jam, and it didn't take long for his clothes to stain red. With a dry cough, he spat the iron nails in his mouth and a mouth full of blood on the ground, making a mess in the cell.

Many iron nails pierced his tongue and cheeks, and Johnny couldn't get them out without his hands, no matter how much he tried.

Paul untied the chains that had lifted him up and slammed his head against the table. Piercing the nails a little deeper, Paul cried out and threatened, "If you don't want to say yes, write it down." How many judges are not clean? How many City Watch guards are not clean? What have you done, they have made you a scapegoat? Give me a name!"

Johnny laboriously wiped his fingers in blood and wrote a few large words on the table: C/You/Mom.

"Someone......" Paul beckoned to the door.

The thugs came in and looked at the half-dead prisoner and asked, "What are your orders?"

"Don't let him die. Paul replied: "I go to someone who is more proficient in this way, and there will always be a way to deal with him." ”

"Your Excellency, isn't this man going to court tomorrow?" said the thug.

"Yes, so we have one more night. Paul said.