Ono Yoshibe was brought in by two military policemen, wearing leg irons, and the whole person looked very ordinary.

"Hang up, hang up."

Gu Zhiyan commanded, and the military police immediately hung his hands up on the iron chain that came down from the top.

Next is the usual procedure, whip through the salt water, smoke first.

Ask questions?

That's not in a hurry.

If you smoke it, you won't say it, if you don't smoke it, you won't say it, and you can even talk nonsense.

If you don't smoke it, you will say it, and if you smoke it, you will say it faster.

It's better to smoke it.

Syllable.

"Ahh

The whip was whipped and the screams began.

With a whip, Ono who was stripped of only a pair of underwear had an extra layer of skin and flesh.

The military and police are in the dark, and all of them are from military backgrounds, and the strength of this hand is pumped down, and the sound of the whip and screams makes Zhou Qinghe really realize the cruelty of spy warfare.

"You also watch the point, if you think there is a danger of serious injury, you have to stop it in time."

I think it's dangerous right now... Zhou Qinghe was speechless at Gu Zhiyan's words, from a medical point of view, if this injury is not treated in time, the risk of infection is too great.

It's in prison!

He kind of understood why it was so easy to die.

The extensive whipping wound on the chest and back, the skin was thrown into the prison, and the ground rolled, which was simply a dead end.

But he didn't stop, who hasn't been a little selfish.

Dare to come to our territory to molest women from good families, Lao Tzu is the one who beats him.

It was only a moment of effort, and his body was broken.

Ono Yoshibe is screaming miserably, while saying curse words in his mouth, and begging for mercy from time to time, saying that he doesn't know anything.

"Stop."

"Keep calling, we're from the Secret Service, not the police station where you were arrested."

"Say what you can, say what you can say, you know what I'm going to hear."

"It doesn't matter if you don't say it, for seven years, our interrogation department has time to play slowly with you."

Gu Zhiyan waved away the military police, and had already walked in front of Xiao Ye, pinching his mouth with one hand, staring at his eyes, there was no usual softness in his eyes, only seriousness and coldness.

"Three."

"Two."

"One."

"I don't know..."Ono was still stubborn, and the tears he squeezed out were as if he was really wronged and helpless.

Gu Zhiyan sneered: "It's too much, I haven't even asked, you just said you don't know?" ”

"You said you were from the Secret Service."

"What? Is our secret service famous? How come I don't know, you're a mover, and you care so much about what our secret service does? ”

"Hit." Gu Zhiyan burst into tears.

"I don't know, I don't have a hall, why hit me!" Ono shouted loudly.

He had basic training in resistance to torture, he could tolerate some pain, and the best way to interfere with torture was to know nothing or talk nonsense.

Camouflage is a compulsory subject for the Special Service.

"Alas, wait."

Zhou Qinghe stepped forward to stop, it's almost, don't really die, he is the head of the medical unit, and he will be held accountable for this death.

"Don't fight, it's easy to get infected if you continue to fight."

The military and police are really rough and inefficient, and the probability of getting information is too low.

"It's only been a few times, how can it be so easy to get infected?" Gu Zhiyan's eyes were a little dangerous.

This is not a good way to sympathize with the Japanese.

Zhou Qinghe came back from Japan, and no one has proved what happened during his time in Japan, so it's hard to say what happened.

Then Zhou Qinghe's words immediately dispelled this stupid idea.

"Section chief, I'll try." Zhou Qinghe smiled: "Ono's front breast is rotten, infection can really kill people, I am a doctor, I know some methods of making people hurt without any wounds." ”

"Really?" Gu Zhiyan glanced at him hesitantly.

"Really, section chief, whipping is an itch, it doesn't hurt, and a physical attack can never be as crisp as a nervous torture."

Zhou Qinghe stepped forward to the military police and said, "Put him down, bring a hammer, and knock his teeth on me first." ”

Knocking teeth?

What is the number of roads?

Gu Zhiyan thought about it and felt that it didn't hurt much, of course, this was for the means of interrogation.

He'll look at it.

"Ono, huh? Don't be afraid, I'm a doctor, and I promise you won't die. ”

Ono frowned, although the tooth extraction hurt, but it was only for a moment, and it was okay after that, although there was no tooth, but... Is that okay?

He saw Zhou Qinghe so young, novice?

Zhou Qinghe ordered the military police to put the person down, then asked him to sit down and handcuff him, and then moved a chair to face him.

"Ono, don't worry, I won't let people whip you, I'll talk to you about dental health, have you had a toothache?"

Ono's eyes were a little dazed, he didn't understand, he really couldn't understand, but he did hurt, so he nodded, at least this doctor seems to be good at the moment.

"It's good to have hurt."

Zhou Qinghe nodded his teeth:

"This toothache is actually because the tooth is rotten, and the bacteria have invaded the nerves inside the teeth, do you understand?

You should understand.

When bacteria bite the nerve, the tooth hurts.

Because this tooth nerve is on the face and close to the brain, it hurts so much that I can't sleep all night, and I want to cut my brain.

Of course, you don't hurt right now, because the teeth are still there.

But this toothache can be artificially created.

For example, if you don't have seventeen or eighteen teeth at one time, and then pour some onion water into it to sterilize, it should hurt. ”

Ono's face became serious.

"Ready, right?"

Zhou Qinghe raised his hand: "Hammer." ”

Ono's complexion had changed, and although he tried hard to restrain himself, the pain in his brain had reached his brain, and his teeth trembled slightly.

However, Zhou Qinghe is definitely not ready to stop now.

The function of the electric chair is to act on the nerves, but the striking surface of the electric chair is too large, and it is enough to deal with this kind of person, the dental nerve.

The main thing is good post-operative care.

The military police had already touched the hammer.

The prison warden covered his teeth and poked Gu Zhiyan, who was leaning against the table behind him and crossed his hands: "Where did you find it?" My teeth are starting to ache. ”

"Doctor, professional." Gu Zhiyan said silently: "Mine is also sour." ”

It hurts to hear it.

Pour onion water on the tooth nerves?

"No, I'm not, don't come here."

Ono watched Zhou Qinghe come to him with a hammer, his eyes widened, and his head began to shrink back, but his tied body couldn't break free.

"Hold him down." Zhou Qinghe said.

The military police stepped forward neatly, one of them fixed his head with large hands, and one of them ripped his closed lips open.

"One last chance, say or not? You're still young, your teeth are gone, and you won't be blessed in the future. ”

Ono's eyes widened, and nervous sweat was already appearing on his forehead, but it was firm.

"Fulfill you."

Zhou Qinghe picked up a ball of old newspaper balls and stuffed them into his mouth and pressed them against his throat, then raised his hammer and aimed it at his front teeth and knocked it on.