Two days passed, and the march in Songjiang City was still scattered, but the movement was much less than the previous few days. Fengbei’s tough attitude, as well as the active cooperation of local police forces, joint defense and security companies, still have certain results.

A large number of leading personnel on the ground were arrested, which caused the organizational ability of the parade personnel to decline. The act of suppressing personnel who dared to shoot and kill them also made a large number of parade personnel feel guilty. They walked on the street to help Tiancheng Company because of money and human relationships. These two reasons alone cannot let most people sacrifice their lives to do their best to do it with you.

In the past two days, Qin Yu was also very anxious because he actually had to do this kind of action with one breath, and he could not afford it in essence. He could not take it in a short period of time. Once he was caught in a tug-of-war, how could a small success be compared with the huge ruling party in the Ninth District?

To put it bluntly, the 7,000 security company members transferred from Fengbei can stay in Songjiang for three to five years, because the security company is willing to spend the money from the top, but Tiancheng Group cannot. Personal capital seems too small in front of the resources of the entire Ninth District. Qin Yu said that Songjiang can be chaotic for ten years, but it is not such face-to-face consumption.

Therefore, Qin Yu was also frequently communicating with Lao Li and asking him about the progress of the matter. But the latter kept telling him not to worry, not to turn the table up immediately, but to wait for the dust to settle on his side.

Qin Yu had no doubt about his trust in Lao Li, and he believed in the quality of his actions, so he could only temporarily suppress the plan he had prepared and take advantage of the two days to readjust the energy on the ground and let everyone take a break.

...

During these two days, dozens of arrested leaders, including Wu Wenqun, suffered inhuman abuse. The man who called Lao Li the master said nothing wrong. Miller was a little bit t-shirted at work. The interrogation method he formulated not only destroyed the suspect's body, but also tortured the other party's spirit.

Wu Wenqun and others have never slept since they were caught. Every time they were sleepy, they were a little lazy and forced to interrogate. At first, they were beaten, but later they found that these people were also very hard-mouthed, and simply beating had no effect, so they started using other methods.

Fill water into your ears; use an iron stick to press it against the skin, rub it back and forth with the ribs on both sides; use a very thin and long medical steel needle to nail it into the joints of Wu Wenqun and others' limbs, so that every time they move, they almost fainted...

This kind of interrogation that completely ignores human rights is extremely cruel, but it is very effective. Many leaders' will begin to collapse and gradually give up their confessions. It is not that they are too easy to "betray", but that this torture is indeed unbearable for ordinary people.

No matter how tough a man is, he can withstand a day or two days, but can he withstand a week or a month, and uninterrupted interrogation?

Can't stand it!

In the single room of the Counter-Terrorism Brigade, Wu Wenqun had a high fever, laying on the ground in a confused state, and his body twitched from time to time.

The police officer at the door glanced inside and saw that Wu Wenqun was motionless, so he immediately took a steel needle and quietly pushed the door and walked in.

The policeman came to Wu Wenqun, bent down and pointed the needle at his armpit, and suddenly stabbed it.

"flap!"

Wu Wenqun woke up in pain, looked around in fear, his face grim: "I...I cnm, you kill me!"

The policeman looked at him with a smile: "Don't shout at me, I'm just like you, I'm just making a living. The interrogation method for you was formulated by Director Miller himself, and I'm just an executive."

Wu Wenqun was sweating all over and motionless.

"It is impossible for you to sleep if you don't vomit." The police officer continued: "Director Miller approved the death quota. During the interrogation, you can't stand it and we have no responsibility. So, I can't let your guard down, do you understand?"

Wu Wenqun's expression was dull and wanted to scold him, but he found that he had no strength to struggle.

...

In the backyard of the Counter-Terrorism Brigade, a three-story building was temporarily relocated to be specially designed for Miller and other leaders from Fengbei, as well as senior security companies.

In a room on the third floor.

Miller took a shower and walked out of the bathroom with his hair rubbing his hair. Two young women on the bed were already dressed.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

A knock on the door sounded, and Miller turned around and shouted, "Who?"

"Chief Miller, I am Xiao Yan from the Police Department."

"…!" Miller slowly walked to the door and pulled open the door: "How is it?"

"There are three more suspects who can't stand it anymore, so they left it." Xiao Yan said happily: "The criminal suspects that can be locked in again are Liu Zishu, Zhang Liang, the devils of Jiangnan, Wang Zongming of the Xinyuan Dynasty, Wang Tianxiong, and Chen Runtao of the Parliament..."

"Enough evidence?" Miller asked.

"Enough, each of them was accused by at least a dozen people." Xiao Yan nodded.

Miller nodded with satisfaction: "Notify the police station Lao Xin and the Counter-terrorism brigade to put another list of people who can move. We are preparing for the second arrest."

"Okay." Xiao Yan nodded.

"Has that Wu Wenqun left the case?" Miller asked with his back.

"Not yet, but I think he's almost broken."

"…!" Miller thought for a long time, frowned and added: "Let the information team look for the insider to see if they can find Wu Wenqun's relatives. He is a big character, and he is about to vomit. We can do some actions against the Wang family."

"I understand, Director Miller." Xiao Yan nodded immediately: "Then I'll do things first."

"Wait a minute," Miller shouted, pointed to the two girls in the room and said, "You pay them some money and put it in the account of the expenses."

"…!" Xiao Yan was stunned.

Miller loves prostitution, but he is also a real miser. He spread his hands and looked at Xiao Yan and said, "It's very stressful to work, I need to relax."

"Oh, yes, yes, relax!" Xiao Yan waved his hands to the two women in the house in sweat: "Put on the hat and coat, I'll take you out."

...

In the detention building of the Counter-Terrorism Brigade, a new round of sudden trials began, and screams broke out from each room again.

After Miller finished the work in the room, he came here to check it in person. Seeing that several men still did not leave the case, he rolled up his sleeves and went to the scene and started a cruel interrogation.

At the entrance of the corridor, several police officers who came to the police station to do business, looked at the interrogation situation of each prison, and their pores were bursting.

"This ghost guy is also fucking cruel," said a police officer lowered his head, "I am completely disregarded as a human being."

"Shh, don't discuss this, it's bad for people to hear it."

“…!”

Several core police officers in the police station were just watching and beating quietly.
Chapter completed!