(I only woke up in the afternoon, these days on May Day, I try not to go out, I write when I have time, upload when I write, strive to write a few more chapters, go to eat first, and then pass it at night)

I thought about this question beforehand, and there was a possibility that it would be framed. I didn't think this would happen, but I had to accept that it was happening.

I'm not stupid, I definitely can't admit my grievances at this time, and I also grasp a scale in my attitude, and immediately refute the Bazihu police, saying that I didn't kill the person.

The faces of these two policemen sank, and they slapped the table with a mustache, saying that I still dare to be hard-mouthed? In addition, the squint-eyed policeman took out the electric baton and handcuffs and threw them on the table.

I understand what he means, when I was working in the Wuzhou Police Station, I learned how these criminal police secretly used torture, the most typical is to handcuff the prisoner to a radiator or iron pipe, and then shock the iron pipe with an electric baton, and then let the current flow to the prisoner through conduction.

This kind of punishment is very painful, he is scaring me, if I don't tell the truth, I will face this punishment immediately. I hurriedly explained a few words, and once again explained that I would not kill the Han prison guards, because after I was imprisoned, the Han prison guards have always taken good care of me, and since the establishment of Qujing Prison, no prisoner has been able to escape from prison by chance.

In addition, I also said that the commanders can go to the examination of the injury, who killed the person? The corpse of the prison guard can provide many clues.

I thought the explanation was convincing, but the two policemen were silent for a moment and then looked at each other. The squint-eyed guard put away the electric baton and handcuffs, and took out a handkerchief.

There was also a bottle of mineral water in front of his desk, which was supposed to be for him to drink. He carried a handkerchief and mineral water, and when he walked up to me, he first put the handkerchief on my face.

I found that the chair I was sitting in also said that I could adjust the angle freely. The squint-eyed guard fiddled with the back of the chair a few times, and my whole body became a semi-recumbent position with the chair.

This position made me very uncomfortable, especially when my hands were cuffed behind the chair, and the handcuffs were almost sinking into my flesh.

I couldn't help but grin in pain, but I couldn't be seen by the two policemen because of the handkerchief. The squint-eyed guard unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle and poured water into my face.

This kind of punishment seems to be very light, but it is actually much more severe than the previous punishment, which will make people feel a strong sense of drowning.

I felt like I was drowning, and I couldn't help but breathe in my mouth, but the whole handkerchief was wet, and I couldn't help but swallow it as soon as I opened my mouth.

I also have a jumble of images in my head, all of which are memories from the past, even when I was a child.

From experience, I know that this kind of torture can't let me die, and the only thing I have to do is survive. I gritted my teeth, and considering that the two policemen were also watching me, I screamed a few times from time to time to let them know that I was in pain.

The squint-eyed policeman slowly poured out a whole bottle of mineral water, and then took the mineral water in front of the mustache table, and this bottle of mineral water was only half a bottle.

He slowly finished pouring it again, and then he put the chair back in place and took the handkerchief off my face.

He expected me to be scared, but he didn't expect it to be so terrified. The moment I took off the handkerchief, I felt like I was about to be stunned, my eyes were divergent, the corners of my mouth were slightly grinning, and a small stream of saliva was still flowing from it.

Actually, it's not that I'm pretending, and it's not that I'm really scared of this punishment. Just now, when the squint-eyed policeman poured the second bottle of mineral water, a set of images from my childhood appeared in my mind.

At that time, my father was not crazy, he was hiding in my house, and I was playful and went in without knocking. I bumped into him sitting at a table with a pair of white glittering gloves and a small ding.

I don't know the gloves, and the little ding is the magic tripod I use, he still has a solemn face, looking at the gloves and the small ding thinking about things, after seeing me coming, he hurriedly put these two things away.

This should have been sealed in my memory, and even in normal times, I couldn't think of it at all, maybe it was stimulated by this punishment, under the chaos of the brain, and the effect of the subconscious, that it was turned out.

One thing I've always wanted to know before, who the hell is the wolf baby? But this dusty memory tells me that the wolf baby seems to be my father.

I can't believe that my mentally ill dad is still such a ruthless No. 1 person, and his madness has something to do with the war three years ago, or the special task force?

This is what I was struggling with and fearing for a while. The squint-eyed policeman saw that I didn't speak for a long time, and he pushed me.

I came back to my senses, but I still looked at them with a slightly blank look. The Bazihu policeman had been watching from the sidelines, and then he drank again, "Hurry up and tell the truth, or I'll let you taste this kind of suffering!" ”

I knew they must have misunderstood, and thought I was afraid of this punishment. I put my father's business aside for the time being, and I also seized this opportunity to emphasize to them that I really didn't kill the prison guards.

I didn't let go of this punishment, which made the two policemen seem to know something. They changed the subject again and asked me what I had seen if I hadn't killed anyone.

Only then did I realize that these two policemen had been scolding me since I came in.

I told me again how I and the iron donkey transported the corpse, the strangeness I encountered on the way, and the mutations that had already been on the top of the mountain, of course, I still concealed the killing of the little prison guard by the Han prison guard and the severed finger prison guard.

The two policemen no longer tortured me, but memorized the transcript. After I finished speaking, the two of them looked at the transcript together, and when they had time to sort it out, they called the prison guard with a gun and asked him to press me back first.

This night trial is over. When I got back to my cell, I found that the donkey hadn't returned, and I guessed he must be in a similar situation.

I don't know what kind of pain Brother Donkey is suffering now, all I can do is wait.

I was very tired, so I lay down on the lower bunk, and after about an hour of this, there was movement outside the cell door, accompanied by the disgruntled shouting and cursing of many prisoners.

I wanted to get up and go to the prison door to have a look, but when I got it all up, I was better off pretending.

I hummed again, looking at the pain of the torture, and just raised my head slightly, and watched the door.

The iron donkey was worse than I thought, he was carried back by two prison guards, his head drooped, and the whole person looked in a semi-comatose state.

I also understood at once, why those prisoners were cursing, to put it bluntly, their big guys were bullied.

The iron donkey bed was originally on it, but the two prison guards wanted to save trouble, especially for such a big man as the iron donkey, how much effort did it take to get him on the bunk?

They threw the donkey on the other bunk and turned and walked away.

I waited, and after a while after the cell door was closed, and the prisoners outside stopped cursing, I quietly got up and leaned over to the iron donkey.

I saw that the iron donkey had his eyes closed, and hurriedly touched his neck.

I want to taste it, how is his pulse? Strong or not strong? But before I could reach for it, the iron donkey opened its eyes and grabbed my hand.

I noticed that he had a lot of hands, which means that this guy is fine. Under my astonished gaze, the iron donkey sat up and moved slightly.

He said to me, "Carving insect skills, torture me, this little punishment is not for me." ”

I understand, Brother Donkey slipped his head and pretended to be in front of the police and prison guards.

I looked at him again in the dim light, and his prison uniform was broken in several places, and I couldn't tell whether he had been whipped or torn out.

I said in my heart that the iron donkey can resist, but the prison uniform can't stand it, so I wear this clothes, and Ming'er meets other prisoners, and he, who is a big man, also has a feeling of being very cheap.

But I couldn't drop the price, and it was a trivial matter when I thought about it, so I changed my mind again and asked him, "What did you ask about the night trial?" ”

The iron donkey told him what had happened, and then I told me about my situation.

I really think that we are brothers, and we are both strikingly similar in our attitudes towards this matter. The iron donkey was very satisfied with my handling process, and patted me and said, "Apprentice, you and Master are really in the same stream!" ”

I was stunned by the iron donkey, in fact, I know that he doesn't read much, the problem is, if he can't bite the meaning of the words, he can say something vernacular, why do he still use words randomly?

I quickly corrected him, saying that we were the same.

As soon as the iron donkey waved his hand, he told me not to chew the words and understand his spirit, and he comforted me, saying that we would leave in three days, and even if this case was not good for us, nothing serious would happen in these three days.

I understood the process and nodded in agreement.

After that, the two of us didn't have much to talk about, after all, the night trial was just an episode, and it was almost dawn, so we had to add some sleep.