Song Yi didn't go to explain to Song Wuduo, he beckoned, and asked the patrolmen to carefully move these gongs and iron basins into the underground torture chamber, but they didn't ask to be placed in the cell where Song You was.

The location Song Yi chose was the corridor closest to the cell, which was only four or five meters away from Song You's position, and because of the angle of the cell wall, Song You in the cell could not see these gongs and large iron basins.

At this time, Song Wu was completely unable to decipher the purpose of Song Yi's move, but he just stood aside with doubts, and did not stop Song Yi, since he saw Song Yi lock Song You in a deductive way last night, Song Wu did not dare to underestimate Song Yi, a young man who seemed to be only one-third of his age, and the ghost knew that such a smart person would come up with some jaw-dropping methods later.

However, although Song Wu didn't stop it, his curiosity couldn't be suppressed, and he couldn't help but ask, "How are you going to use these things to interrogate Song You?"

"You'll know later, by the way, I don't recommend you to stay here next, maybe you won't be able to stand it for a long time. After Song Yi had placed all the gong utensils, he asked one of the patrolmen to find some cotton brocade that could plug his ears and a solid metal rod, and then he turned and walked into the cell, and met Song You, whose whole face was extremely haggard.

"Song You, I don't know if I can ... Call you uncle again?" Song Yi looked at Song You, who was almost unconscious, and the latter also raised his head slightly when he saw Song Yi coming, but Song You, who had been severely tortured all night, was physically and mentally exhausted at this time.

"......" Song You just opened his eyes, he looked at Song Yi and didn't say a word.

"I don't know what you're holding onto, but the secret you're trying so hard to keep is supposed to protect something, or... Someone, right?"

Song Yi's last sentence fell, as if it poked something deep in Song You's heart, making him raise his heavy eyelids, and Song Yi, who had a keen insight, instantly captured this detail.

"Song Yi, you... Anything... I don't understand..."It's like something stuck in the throat, a hoarse and vague voice came from Song You's mouth, in fact, this is the first time Song You has spoken since last night.

"Who is he?" Song Yi approached, and looked at Song You as if he could see through everything, just now he had ruled out the possibility that the latter was protecting something, so now it was simple: "Who are you who you want to protect at all costs?"

"I said... You don't understand anything..."Song You said hoarsely.

It seems that Song You does have a secret that cannot be spoken, Song Yi determined this in his heart, but if he wants to know who Song You is protecting, he can only rely on the next interrogation methods, at least just ask, as long as Song You is still awake, even if he endures great physical torture, he will not speak.

"I heard that there is a father and there must be a son, and they all say that your son is a man who does not hesitate to go to the border battlefield to spill his blood in order to defend his family and country, and in comparison, you are actually a coward who can only secretly attack people of the same clan, should your son's death be because he inherited your weakness in his bones, right?"

Song Yi's words fell, and a wave of anger suddenly appeared on Song You's haggard face, and he gritted his teeth fiercely, as if he wanted to tear the former to pieces: "Little beast! Kill me, I'll turn into a ghost and fight you!"

"If I have the chance, I'd like to see you who are ghosts, and I don't know what ghosts are like. The corners of Song Yi's mouth twitched, and he said: "In order to save you from some torture, I still ask you again, who asked you to kill me? If I guess correctly, they have a handle about you in their hands, a person who is very important to you, who is he?"

When these words reached Song You's ears, his embarrassed body suddenly trembled, and then he raised his head and looked at Song Yi with some incredulous eyes!

How did this sixteen-year-old boy know these things? Is it just speculation? Or is it a guess? No... Song You recalled the scene last night when Song Yi locked himself with an interlocking inference, this young man was really terrifying, as if he could see through people's hearts.

However, Song You felt fortunate that Song Yi should not know about that matter yet, and in this matter, he must not leak it, even if Song Yi is extremely close to the truth, but that last step, as long as he doesn't say it, no matter how smart he is, he can't know it.

Thinking of this, Song You lowered his head again, and he sneered.

Looking at Song You like this, Song Yi was even more sure of his conjecture, just now he said this conjecture directly, mainly to see the changes in Song You's expression, as a result, his pupils dilated, his Adam's apple moved, and the corners of his mouth twitched, these subtle movements, psychologically speaking, all came from Song You's heart, and he may not even notice it, but these silent subtle signs are constantly telling Song Yi some of the most authentic information.

That is, their own conjecture is correct at least in direction.

"Let's go. Song Yi waved his hand and walked out of the torture chamber with Song Wu.

"Look, this guy has too hard a mouth and won't say anything!" Walking out of the cell, Song Wu said, he looked at the gongs placed outside the cell, Song Yi's personal interrogation just now was fruitless, could these props still have any strange effects?

"Uncle Song Wu, please seriously recall, apart from his own wife and children, Song You doesn't have any other people who are equal or close to the same importance, such as friends, or some people who are in contact outside?" Song Yi asked Song Wu.

"This... What you said is a bit too vague, isn't it? Song You was a housekeeper before, and the people he had come into contact with, including those inside and outside the family, must have been many, and the scope was too large. Song Wu was a little helpless, after all, Song Yi's request was really looking for a needle in a haystack.

"Okay, I see. The inquiry was fruitless, Song Yi was not discouraged, it seemed that there was no other shortcut to know the answer, at this time several patrolmen came and handed Song Yi two metal sticks more than ten inches in length, as well as some cotton earplug sticks.

"Uncle Song Wu, and you, it's better to wear them all. Song Yi brought earplugs for himself, and gave Song Wu and the patrolmen a pair of earplugs, although the noise reduction effect of this cotton earplug is not as good as that on the earth in the previous life, but it is better than nothing.

"You guys, pay attention to my method, and when you remember it, you will take turns knocking here. Song Yi asked the two patrolmen beside him to carefully see their own ways, and the reason why they had to take turns was because the next interrogation method might be too destructive, and if one patrolman couldn't stand it, then change to the other.

"Are you going to knock this here?" Seeing this, Song Wu could already roughly guess what Song Yi was going to do? The gongs, metal rods, and earplugs they were wearing, it was obvious that Song Yi was going to bang these gongs and iron basins here.

"Are you ready?" Song Yi's words were not said with his mouth, but through gestures.

Song Wu and the others looked at each other, and immediately nodded one after another, and then the metal stick in Song Yi's hand was raised.

Clang!

A huge gong striking, like thunder, resounded in this not too large underground torture chamber, so loud that even the patrols on duty on the ground could hear it clearly, and within a dozen or so of the surrounding area, everyone surrendered their eyes to the entrance of the underground torture chamber.

At this time, in the criminal case, Song Wu and the others also felt that their eardrums were a little numb, in fact, it was precisely because of the narrow relationship here, so the destructive power of this sound would be doubled and amplified, but because they were wearing earplugs, these sounds had been reduced by more than 20 decibels.

Song Wu looked at Song Yi, did he plan to torture Song You with this unbearable voice?

But does it really work?

However, the next thing Song Wu knew was that Song Yi was really terrible!

Originally, Song Wu thought that Song Yi was going to tap one after another, but the latter directly talked about the two metal sticks in his hand, and then in an extremely demonic way, he began to frantically beat the four or five gongs and iron basins of different sizes.

Bell, bell, bell... Clang... Bell... Bell bell ...

Song Yi's percussion is completely irregular, and the speed is different, the fastest time, you can hit ten times in one breath, and you can hit five or six times in one breath when you are the slowest!

At this time, in that cell, Song You, who originally thought that Song Yi and them were about to leave, and he could also take a breath, was also a little surprised by this sudden burst of high-decibel noise, although he couldn't see Song Yi and them from his angle, but from the sound, he could already tell what the other party was using to strike.

Do you want to break me down in this way? You're underestimating me... Song You gritted his teeth and thought to himself, even he was laughing at Song Yi, wasn't this method helping him lift his spirits?

However, when the roaring sound of the cannon lasted for two minutes, Song You felt that he had been able to gradually get used to it, and he suddenly felt that his surroundings suddenly became dead silent, and there was no sound, could it be that his eardrums had been shattered? Wouldn't this be better? Song Yi's painstaking method was ineffective for him!

But just when Song You suspected that he was deaf, the sound of rolling percussion that made people's hair stand on end suddenly swept again, at this time in the corner of the torture chamber that Song You couldn't see, Song Yi was like a crazy engine, he used a chaotic way to knock on these gong instruments in front of him, and just now it was not Song You who was deaf, it was Song Yi who suddenly stopped tapping, because he knew that only in this way was the most effective.

Since the end of the 20th century, there have been some large prisons that have locked key prisoners in closed rooms, and used loud sound to play some effects on the prisoner's nervous system. The destructive music of the auditory system, which is chaotic and disorganized, like a group of demons, with DJ roars, mixed with terrible shouts, and the control personnel will intermittently stop the music, and when the prisoner thinks it is all over, he will suddenly play the music at the highest volume, and when they think they can get used to the noise, everything will suddenly fall silent, and then the loud noise will come again, shut down again, and so on and so forth.

Even the most professional person will become nervous and even mentally distracted under this kind of torture, and then the things that he insisted on with a sober mind before will soon be interrogated one by one.

This method of interrogation, which is extremely damaging to the human nervous system and makes people crazy, is now explicitly forbidden on Earth, but as far as Song Yi knows, some secret prisons still use it.

Compared with Song You's physical torture that took a whole night, Song Yi's torture that directly targets the spirit doesn't know how much higher in terms of efficiency, plus a night of physical torture, Song You's current Song You is already very weak, and his mental state is not good, so Song Yi's strong noise will only be more effective in torture.

"I can't take it anymore!"

The first to be unbearable, but Song Wu, who stayed under this strong noise for more than ten minutes, directly covered his ears, and rushed to the door of the underground torture chamber as if fleeing, after Song Wu left, Song Yi suddenly stopped tapping, in fact, he was more uncomfortable than Song Wu at this time, after all, the person closest to the source of the sound was him, but in the next half an hour, Song Yi still insisted on completing dozens of irregular tapping on his own.

Beside Song Yi, the two patrolmen also had bruises on their faces at this time, and they also ran outside halfway to breathe, until an hour later, they were under Song Yi's demonstration, and they roughly mastered this kind of strong noise percussion method, the kind of intermittent, specifically drilling people's hearts The most vulnerable way is percussion, so that they all shudder, if one day they also face this kind of torture, then it is probably really better than death.

In fact, they all know that these gong utensils are usually used in some ceremonial conferences, and if they are struck well, they will play an exciting role, but at this moment, these utensils have completely become a source of strong noise in Song Yi's hands.

From last night's case to this method, the two patrolmen felt from the bottom of their hearts that Song Yi was a person... It's horrible!