The policemen behind Gongsun Zhiyou could not help but want to take action. They had never enforced the law in such a "civilized" way. They had to wait until the arrest warrant arrived before arresting people... Did he think this was the United States?
Zhao Qiang was sitting motionless on the sofa at this time, looking at Gongsun Zhiyou with a smile, and asked: "Are you sure you want to do this?"
"Humph! You'd better maintain such a mentality and eloquence after going to the police station!" Gongsun Zhiyou said forcefully.
"If you accidentally arrest the wrong person, I want you to apologize to me in person." Zhao Qiang said slowly.
"Don't even think about it!" Gongsun Zhiyou said with a sneer.
"You really enforce the law impartially!" Zhao Qiang said sarcastically.
"Thank you for the compliment!" Gongsun Zhiyou confronted Zhao Qiang unceremoniously.
"After taking care of things here, you go home and wait. I'll go with them and be back in a while!" Zhao Qiang said with a smile.
"Okay! I'll wait for you to come back for dinner!" Gongsun Ziyu finally said something heartwarming.
Gongsun Zhiyou snorted coldly and took Zhao Qiang away. Gongsun Zhiyou mobilized the police from the branch, so he could only take Zhao Qiang to the branch. As soon as he got off the car, Gongsun Zhiyou's mobile phone
It rang. He took out his cell phone and glanced at the caller ID. Instead of answering the call immediately, he turned around and said to a police officer: "Find a quiet room!"
"Understood!" The policeman agreed with a smile. He understood what Gongsun Zhiyou meant. He said he wanted to find a "quiet room", so naturally he wanted to find a "hidden" room and use lynching.
Zhao Qiang glanced at Gongsun Zhiyou with a strange look, then followed the police and left without any resistance. It wasn't until Zhao Qiang walked away that Gongsun Zhiyou answered the phone and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Zhiyou, did you capture Zhao Qiang?" Gongsun Yaoshui's voice came from the microphone.
"So what?" Gongsun Zhiyou said displeasedly. It seems that Gongsun Yaoshui is really with Gongsun Ziyu. You must tell your uncle after you go back!
"Let him go immediately!" Gongsun Yaoshui said anxiously. "Don't be fooled!"
"Fooled?"
"That's right, Zhao Qiang must want you to make a mistake and drag us all into the water. Let him go quickly!"
"Let him go? Then let's just forget it? My cousin's injuries were in vain?"
"Let's find a way to resolve this matter. Now is not the time to have a conflict with Zhao Qiang!"
"Why should I listen to you?" Gongsun Zhiyou asked with a sneer.
"This is what your father said..."
"My dad would say such a thing? Only a ghost can believe it!" After saying that, Gongsun Zhiyou hung up the phone and turned off the phone. Then he walked into the police station and asked a policeman next to him: "
Where is the prisoner captured just now being held?"
"It's in the back!" the policeman replied.
"Take me there!" Gongsun Zhiyou nodded and said. The two of them walked to an iron door in the backyard before stopping. The policeman knocked on the door twice hard, and a small hole opened in the middle of the iron door.
A pair of eyes appeared inside, and when the people inside saw Gongsun Zhiyou, they opened the iron door with a "click".
The male policeman who brought Zhao Qiang over was interrogating Zhao Qiang. The expression on his face looked quite unpleasant. It was obvious that he had just encountered a problem with Zhao Qiang. Zhao Qiang still looked carefree, but his wrists had been handcuffed.
.Seeing Gongsun Zhiyou come in, the policeman stood up quickly, pulled out a chair and asked Gongsun Zhiyou to sit down, and then said with a grimace: "Director, this guy has such a tough mouth, he doesn't answer anything I ask."
Don’t tell me!”
"If you confess, you will be lenient; if you resist, you will be punished strictly! You'd better tell the truth about your beating!" Gongsun Zhiyou looked at Zhao Qiang and said.
"What if I don't say it?" Zhao Qiang asked with a smile.
"Then there will be some small punishment."
Zhao Qiang looked around and said: "You brought me here. No matter if I tell you or not, you will torture me? I said, it is natural for you to beat me. If I don't tell, you can still beat me..."
"You are so smart!" Gongsun Zhiyou said, pretending to be surprised. "Now that you have this awareness, it is best to cooperate obediently. When people are angry, they will inevitably use more force.
, then...it will be you who will be injured!"
"You can take action!" Zhao Qiang said nonchalantly. He had received this kind of treatment in Hainan, so he had nothing to say. This trivial matter is really nothing.
"Damn it, you're shameless!" a policeman shouted angrily. "Brothers, go up and warm up!"
"Wait a minute..." Gongsun Zhiyou stopped him. Although he didn't want to listen to Gongsun Yaoshui's advice, he didn't want to get caught. He pondered for a moment and said, "Give him something soft first!"
"Understood!" The policeman who brought Zhao Qiang here laughed sinisterly and said, "Take him to have some fun!"
The so-called "blowing" is to throw a person into an empty small room. There are countless small holes in the roof of the room, and streams of cold air will blow in through the small holes. The room can be cooled within three minutes.
In ten minutes the whole room will be as cold as an ice cellar. Now that it is winter, the effect is even worse! The roof of the room changes with the control of people outside. They continue to torture people without playing to death.
your body and nerves.
When Zhao Qiang first came in, he already knew the purpose of this room. This method of violence will not leave any obvious scars on the prisoner's body, and it can have a significant effect. The cold air turned into mist and blew in. See
He could get it, touch it, but there was nothing he could do to stop it. Soon, the temperature in the room dropped rapidly, and Zhao Qiang's body also became cold.
"This method is really good. Why didn't we use it at Daybreak?" Zhao Qiang said to himself in confusion. "They should be arriving now?"
Three minutes have passed...
Five minutes have passed...
Ten minutes have passed...
The temperature in the room is getting lower and lower, and Zhao Qiang's body is also in a cold state, but he still feels like he is frozen. Zhao Qiang is also a human being. On such a cold day, the temperature in the room is terrifyingly low. Even with Zhao Qiang's physical condition
No matter how strong he is, it will still be a little unbearable. His breathing becomes more and more difficult, and the breath he exhales is like substance, turning into ice mist...
Oh my God, this is not in Beijing, but in Mohe?
Zhao Qiang smiled bitterly in his heart, but he had to think of some solutions. The last time he returned to Beijing, Zhao Qiang fought with a pair of twins. He took off his cotton-padded clothes and did not feel cold at that time. That was because Zhao Qiang was doing strenuous exercise.
...So, Zhao Qiang decided that this time, he would do it again! As long as he does a set of boxing in the room, it will be much better!
…
"What is he doing? Practicing martial arts?"
"This is the first time I have seen someone remain so calm after entering the ice cellar..."
"Did you see? He's sweating..."
"..."
Through the monitor screen in the room, several policemen were discussing Zhao Qiang's situation. Gongsun Zhiyou said unhappily: "It seems... this ice cellar is not very good!"
"Director, how about we try another approach?" a policeman asked cautiously.
"Change!" Gongsun Zhiyou said through gritted teeth. He could fully imagine Zhao Qiang's sarcastic face when he saw him.
"Bang...bang...bang..."
Suddenly there was a knock on the door... uh... no, it should be said that it was the sound of banging on the door. A policeman ran over and shouted: "Who is it? Knock softly!"
"Open the door!" A cold voice sounded.
The male policeman didn't hesitate, thinking he was a colleague, so he opened the door. After opening the door, he saw a pair of sharp eyes, his smile froze, and he asked: "Are you..."
"Get out of here!" The man pushed the policeman away and strode into the room.
The male policeman who led Zhao Qiang into the room saw a group of men in black walking in, so he quickly blocked the front and asked, "Who are you?"
The man glanced around the room, then took out his ID from his pocket and threw it casually. After taking a look at it, the male policeman immediately stood up and saluted, and then returned the ID tremblingly. Gongsun Zhiyou was not stupid.
After seeing the expression and movements of the male policeman, I knew that this man had an extraordinary background. He frowned and asked, "Excuse me, are you..."
"The Eleventh Bureau of the Ministry of National Security, Chief of the First Division, Shen Liang!" The man's voice was low but dignified. Even someone of Gongsun Zhiyou's level couldn't straighten up in front of him.
Gongsun Zhiyou's heart was beating fast and he asked with a smile: "Director Shen, may I ask if you are here... on any official business?"
"Let them go!"
"Who should I let go?" Gongsun Zhiyou asked knowingly. Now he began to understand the meaning of Gongsun Yaoshui's words. This bastard actually used himself as bait. How cruel!
"Zhao Qiang!"
"Director Shen, he is my prisoner!" Gongsun Zhiyou is also the director. Although his importance is not comparable to that of Shen Liang, he is still on the same level.
"It's up to me to take over now." Shen Liang said nonchalantly. "Let him go!"
Lang Yixin, who was following Shen Liang, walked over and asked coldly: "Where is he?"
"There...over there..." A male policeman pointed at the big iron door of the ice cellar and said hesitantly.
"Have you ever been tortured?" The murderous intent in Lang Yixin's eyes became more and more intense.
"Uh...no...it's just...it's just a little cold inside...but he..." Before the male policeman could finish speaking, Lang Yixin suddenly rushed forward and hit him with a right hook.