The Hunan Hall has four floors, two floors above ground, and is used for the office of the Intelligence Department. There are two basement floors, the first floor is the torture cell, the detention cell and the cell. On the second floor, there is a collection of warehouses and bomb shelters.

Under the leadership of Qian Jinxun, Fan Keqin came to the basement floor. The dark corridor, against the backdrop of the yellowed wall lamps, looks even more gloomy, and on both sides are the detention cells, to put it bluntly, the cells, all of which are large iron doors, and only a small opening about the length of a palm is used to deliver food.

Fan Keqin's psychological quality is outstanding, and his first feeling is that the air is slightly humid and gloomy. So he didn't think much about it, but followed Qian Jinxun all the way inside, and after a while, Qian Jinxun turned a corner and walked into a wooden door with a sign on the arragate room.

At this time, there were seven people inside, four of them, dressed in full military uniforms, with steel helmets and carrying German-style MP18 submachine guns, apparently guards. The other three were in lieutenant uniforms, two ensigns, and one lieutenant, and they were chatting with each other.

As soon as these three people saw Qian Jinxun come in, they immediately had a slight smile on their faces, and the lieutenant officer said, "Oh, Section Chief Qian, you're here." ”

Qian Jinxun smiled and threw out a few boxes of American camel brand cigarettes directly from his pocket, and he didn't know where he got them, and said: "It's hard work, brothers, Lao Cao, hurry up, pen and ink are waiting, I want to interrogate Chu Tianfeng." ”

"Thank you, Section Chief Qian." Several people greeted Qian Jinxun with a smile, which shows that this guy's popularity is really good.

The lieutenant Lao Cao put away the cigarette with a smile, picked up a registration notebook from the desk, swiped the time and the name of the prisoner for interrogation, pushed it forward, and said, "Come, Section Chief Qian, sign it." ”

Qian Jinxun took the pen, signed his name, returned the registration book, and then patted Fan Keqin's arm next to him, and said: "Lao Cao, brothers, recognize it, my brother, Fan Keqin." From now on, it's all my own. ”

"That's for sure."

"You can't be wrong."

Lao Cao got up with a smile and stretched out his hand, and said, "I know, the leader of the field team of the Intelligence Section, right, brother, my name is Cao Shan, and I will come and go often in the future." ”

Fan Keqin also stretched out his hand to shake him, and said, "You're welcome, when I'm free, I'll invite a few brothers to dinner." ”

After a little greeting, Qian Jinxun waved his hand towards Lao Cao and the others, and said, "Let's go, when this kid's mouth is opened, I'll treat you." "I followed the familiar car out, turned to the right, and entered a large iron gate.

Fan Keqin also followed, first swept left and right, and found that the area of this room was not small, about thirty square meters, and the wall on the right side was full of all kinds of rusty torture instruments. On the side near the door, there are two tables and a few chairs. At this time, Zhao Hongliang and a field worker were sitting here, and when they saw Qian Jinxun and others coming in, they immediately got up and stood upright.

Qian Jinxun waved his hand at Zhao Hongliang and the others, and walked straight to the middle seat and sat down. Fan Keqin sat down on his left-hand side.

Qian Jinxun turned his head to look at Zhao Hongliang and said, "How is it?" What did you say? ”

Zhao Hongliang shook his head and said, "As soon as this kid came in, he didn't say a word, section chief, I think he is relying on his injuries and pretending to be dead with us." After speaking, he turned his head and swept the other side.

I saw that opposite them, on the wall, there was a large-character iron frame, and I didn't need to think about it to know that it was used to tie people. However, at this time, it may be because of Chu Tianfeng's injuries on his body, he did not tie it up, but tied his hands and feet to an iron chair connected to the underground cement.

Fan Keqin only looked at this kid, with a thin face and a small head, but there were a lot of muscles on his naked body at this time. Not to mention, it's really a bit of a tough guy. It's just that his abdomen is wrapped in bandages several times, and he droops his head and doesn't say anything.

When Qian Jinxun heard this, he nodded, lit a cigarette for himself, turned his head and said, "Keqin, do you want to try?" ”

Fan Keqin said "um", then got up and walked to the front, grabbed his hand down, and lifted Chu Tianfeng's ear violently, Chu Tianfeng suddenly "hissed" in his mouth, and could only raise his head with strength.

Fan Keqin looked into his eyes and said, "Captain Chu, it's the first time I've seen you, contemptible Fan Keqin." ”

The ears were still in other people's hands, Chu Tianfeng could only tilt his face hard, gasped a few times, and said: "I know you, you are Qian Jinxun's uncle and brother, Team Leader Fan, I was really wronged." ”

Fan Keqin said noncommittally: "It doesn't matter, if you are wronged, we will naturally return your innocence." Then he swept him up and down, and then said, "You don't know yet, Captain Chu, why didn't you be interrogated immediately before I sent you back, but waited until now?" ”

He paused, looked at Chu Tianfeng and said, "Because, we went to hire a surgeon." Are you wondering if your injuries have just been treated? How do you call a doctor again? I can answer the doubts in your heart because this doctor is a veterinarian. Usually he is in charge of geldings, but Captain Chu rest assured, we invited him to come, and we won't let you become a waste, we just want to cut off one of your *** in front of you, and then put it in your mouth. It just breaks you psychologically. ”

Fan Keqin's face was expressionless, but the tone in his mouth was subdued, and the two contrasts formed a strange situation. It was as if the temperature in the house had dropped a few points out of thin air. I only heard him continue: "I tell you so clearly, the first step in my interrogation is to want Captain Chu to know that you will confess no matter what, so there is nothing wrong with it, and it can be regarded as a satisfactory answer to your question." ”

With a loose hand, Fan Keqin walked back, sat on the stool, and said, "Captain Chu, you can not open your mouth now, and I won't ask you questions, it's okay, wait for you to swallow your own one, ***, and then we will take the next step." As he spoke, he really stopped, stopped asking, but took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it and took a puff.

Qian Jinxun looked at Chu Tianfeng coldly, and found that after Fan Keqin finished speaking, this kid's body trembled very obviously, and his legs and stomach had been trembling slightly. So he smiled and began to discuss the role of various torture instruments.

Fan Keqin still said expressionlessly: "Section chief, in fact, the human body is a very delicate thing, flesh, bones, nerve elements, etc., until now scientists have not completely studied thoroughly, but theoretically speaking, as long as he is still a person, there must be a limit, as long as we magnify the painful components of his body to the point that his spirit can not bear it, then anyone will definitely speak." Then he turned his head and looked, Chu Tianfeng, who had been peeking at this side, continued: "In other words, Captain Chu is also a human being, and he also has his own limits, as long as we don't kill him, be careful, in the end, he will definitely confess." ”