It was a woman.

He has an oval face, a high ponytail, and a black suit.

The woman speaks standard Mandarin.

"It's amazing that you can get here."

I thought that the other party was someone who had come to the embassy in uniform, so I was so excited that I immediately shouted.

"Beauty, help me!"

Now that I think about it, I am still too simple, and not all uniforms can serve the people as well as they do in China.

The woman explained to me who she was.

Her name is Zhang Yu, and she is the owner of a shop on Style Street, and it was she who lured me to come with a high salary in China.

She's the woman on the other end of the phone!

Hearing her report to her home, I froze, stammering and not knowing what to say, and I didn't understand how she dared to come to the Metropolitan Police Department.

When I saw the uniform that I had just communicated with in Japanese, I immediately panicked and reminded the other party that the woman who had tricked me was right in front of me.

Unexpectedly, the uniform just glanced at me, and led the other uniforms out of the room, and a few yellow hairs appeared behind the woman.

They put clothes around my head, handcuffed my hands, lifted me up, and carried me out the back door of the Metropolitan Police Department.

That's right, it's carrying, I'm a strong man of one meter seven or eight, and I'm as light as a chicken in their eyes.

I was thrown into the trunk of a van, the car started up, and my heart sank to the bottom.

I thought I would be able to return to China by escaping and finding the uniform, but I didn't expect the uniforms to be found by the people in the basement.

They brought me back again!

I finally knew why my roommate didn't want to run, and what if he escaped from the basement.

The uniforms here are the same as them, and they can still be brought back if they run away.

Zhang Yu sat in the co-pilot, and she said with a slight mockery.

"It's clever to be able to run out of the basement, if you hadn't taken the initiative to find the Metropolitan Police Department, we wouldn't have known you ran away."

I didn't speak, and all I had in my heart was fear.

The man said that those who escaped were caught and ended badly.

I had already anticipated what kind of torture would be given to me when I returned.

The woman still said to herself:

"It's better to feed you new shipments too well, and you still want to run, don't be idle, give him some time."

The group of yellow-haired youths who looked at me immediately understood, and someone took out a toothpick from his pocket.

They grabbed my hand, ignored my shouting, and grinned and grabbed my fingers.

I realized what they were trying to do, and I panicked and tried to withdraw my hand, but they grabbed me and couldn't move.

Then a toothpick slipped through my fingernails.

I screamed in pain, and the perverted yellow fur seemed to like to play this kind of game.

He slowly scratched between my fingernails with a toothpick, and I felt my nails and flesh being peeled away, and blood oozing from between my fingers.

It is said that ten fingers are connected to the heart, believe me, you don't want to experience this kind of pain in your life.

Every time I think about this pain, I admire the martyrs of our country very much.

can withstand torture that is far more painful than this, and keep the information.

Anyway, for the first time I felt the pain of ten fingers piercing my heart.

I rolled in the car in pain, and the young men smiled even more when they saw me.

When I got out of the car, there was no one in my hands intact, and they took the toothpick off.

Back in the basement, they didn't take me into the room, but to the room where I had the plank bed when I first came.

I finally knew what the plank bed was for, and my roommate was lying on the board, staring at me with hatred on his face.

When he saw me coming, his guards immediately covered his head with a veil.

Then the group poured water on his head, and I knew it was called waterboarding.

A form of torture that makes people think they are about to drown, in which people are tied to a position where their feet are higher than their heads and their faces are covered with towels.

Pouring water on the prisoner's face can cause the person to feel like he is about to suffocate and drown.

Sure enough, when the veil was picked up, the roommate breathed heavily, his eyes frightened.

Zhang Yu, who came with him, said a word of Japanese to the young people.

The roommate was put down, and I was tied to the board.

The planks were wet, and I stared at the people around me in the same horror, and the pain in my hands made me very uneasy.

Zhang Yu came to me and looked at me condescendingly.

"Those who wanted to run before will either break their legs or hands, you can choose for yourself, so as not to commit another crime next time."

Of course, I didn't want to break, so I took a deep breath in horror and didn't say a word.

Zhang Yu gestured on my leg.

"Let's knock on the leg, and then clock your toe before knocking the leg."

I was finally so scared that I cried.

That's right, I cried, a man of 1.78 meters, and I cried out with a wow.

I'm not afraid of the jokes of the officials, fortunately I didn't drink much water at the time, otherwise my pants would be wet.

These people don't care about human life at all, and I know they will do what they say.

So I begged for mercy.

"Sister Zhang, I'm sorry, I know it's wrong, this is my first time, please spare me."

Zhang Yu replied with a smile: "If everyone has the first time, then I can't go to the Metropolitan Police Department every day to fish for people?" ”

"You smugglers, no one will treat you as a human being, and stray dogs are more expensive than your life."

My plea for mercy did not make Zhang Yu feel sorry in the slightest.

The young men took off my shoes and baby, took out toothpicks, and prepared to put a bell on my feet.

The man with the handkerchief was not idle, and after drenching the handkerchief, he covered my face.

I broke out in a cold sweat on my back, and with this two-pronged approach, I had to take off half my life if I didn't die.

The veil was over my face, and the darkness covered it.

At the same time, a pair of hands grabbed my feet.

Zhang Yu said a long sentence to the cell next to him, in kimchi and English.

I can probably understand English, to the effect that if someone tries to run again, it will end up like me.

Unload a leg!

You have to taste a little bitterness before you unload your legs.

I continued to beg for mercy, but the veil covered me, preventing me from breathing or speaking.

I just felt a puddle of water pour into my nose, and a strong feeling of suffocation came over my nose.

Then stick a toothpick in your right thumb.

The pain in the thumb is ten times more painful than the finger.

I tried to breathe in pain, but a puff of water choked me.

The brain is extremely clear, and the pain is extremely intense.

The feeling of suffocation was also tormenting me.

For a moment, I felt like I might as well die.

Soon the veil was removed, the toothpick of the thumb was also removed, and Zhang Yu's condescending face appeared in front of me again.

I breathed heavily, and I felt like my heart was going to pop out of my chest.

Zhang Yu took a saw and gestured on my feet.

"The saw cuts down from your flesh, cuts your tendons and bones, and when you faint from pain, you won't feel any pain."

I just feel that life is worse than death, and I can only keep begging.

"Sister Zhang, please let me go."

Apparently Zhang Yu didn't eat this, and she placed the saw under my right knee.

Feeling the coldness of the saw, I finally understood why my "roommate" was reluctant to run away.

Zhang Yu handed the saw to Huang Mao, and someone stuffed a wooden stick into my mouth.

The cold saw stuck to my skin, and the yellow hair slid back and forth, and the skin on my leg immediately oozed blood.

The pain is extremely intense......