With the sound of the electronic door opening, Cozmo once again came to the interrogation room where Feng Bujue was being held. But this time... he brought a box of "tools" as promised.
"I hope you will like this box of torture instruments." Cozmo put the suitcase on the table, opened it carefully, and intentionally or unintentionally displayed the contents in the box in front of Brother Jue, "In addition to some classic instruments,
There are also many novel gadgets..." He spoke in a familiar tone, "For example, this pliers is more effective than any tooth extraction equipment in a dental clinic; and there is something that looks like a steel needle, which is perfect for removing eyeballs...
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He said it quite proudly, hoping to create a psychological pressure on the person who was about to be tortured. However, before he could finish his words, something happened suddenly!
It was too late, but it was soon! But when Brother Jue suddenly burst out, his hands came out, he grabbed the two sharp weapons in the box with lightning speed, and quickly inserted them into Cozmo's hands.
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Cozmo never expected that the other party could do such a move. When a look of astonishment appeared on his face, the palm of his left hand had been pierced by a steel needle, and his right forearm was also pierced by a pair of large scissors.
Wear it. The tips of the two sharp weapons are firmly pressed against the metal table, making it impossible to pull them out.
"Well... I really like the things in this box. Thank you for bringing it to me." The next second, Feng Bujue looked at him with a smile.
While speaking, he stood up, "Huh... Judging from your expression, you have underestimated the situation in front of you..." When he said this, his strong hands still maintained control over the two sharp weapons.
Control, not giving the other party any chance to escape from the control, "You probably think that a person who is under surveillance and whose hands and feet are cuffed can't do anything, right?"
"You bastard..." Cozmo is also a tough guy. After these few seconds, he has recovered slightly from the severe pain and shock, and quickly made an inference, "Could it be that...you are in full view of everyone?"
Next, I used the thumb dislocation method..."
"Of course~" Feng Bujue replied in a formal tone, and continued, "The more skillful a magician is, the better he is at doing things under other people's eyes. The key trick is... to make good use of the audience's emotions.
Psychological blind spots." As he spoke, the strength of his hands strengthened a bit, "This room is very narrow, with no furniture except for the simple table and chairs in the middle. And in this small space, the hands and feet are covered
I was tightly handcuffed and monitored by two surveillance probes at both ends of the ceiling..." After briefly describing the situation in the room, he continued, "In this case, sit in the surveillance room and observe me.
People... will slack off because they will subconsciously think that I can't do anything good."
"So...you used the cover of the table...to unlock the handcuffs." Cosmo took over and muttered.
"Hmph... you guessed it right." Feng Bujue snorted coldly, "Speaking of which, I have to thank you... because you beat me so badly before. So when I made the move of leaning forward and lying on the table,
When I was in the 'position, it seemed reasonable. And under the cover of this position, as long as I didn't make too many movements, I could easily take off the handcuffs quietly under the table."
"It seems I guessed right..." Cozmo continued, trembling all over. "You are a well-trained agent..."
"You are overthinking this, Chief Cozmo." Feng Bujue said with a smile, "You can cultivate your professional knowledge and psychological quality by yourself. The key is to see if you are interested."
Before he finished speaking, Brother Jue suddenly fired a cold arrow. He let go of the steel needle he was holding tightly, raised his right hand suddenly, and grabbed Cozmo's hair.
In the blink of an eye, he had pulled and pressed hard, slamming the other person's head onto the table.
"Hmm..." Cozmo groaned in pain and raised his left hand with a steel needle strung on it, trying to stop Feng Bujue.
However...
bang bang bang
Brother Jue struck again without mercy, making the other party's head come into close contact with the metal table three more times.
Cozmo soon lost consciousness, his upper body lying motionless on the table, and his left hand that he had just raised dropped weakly.
buzzing
At exactly this second, the electronic door of the room was opened.
Less than a minute later, the security team members who immediately gathered after seeing the surveillance had already passed through the corridor and rushed into the room.
"Back off!" Feng Bujue turned around and yelled, "Whoever takes a step forward again, I will kill him!"
It is a coincidence that the first security member who rushed in was Gore: "Put your hands up...or I will shoot!"
Feng Bujue's expression remained unchanged, and a sharp weapon in his hand was pressed against Cozmo's temple: "If you shoot, he will die."
"Put down your weapons! Raise your hands!" Gore did not back down. "I advise you to stop resisting fearlessly. Austin, your reaction cannot be faster than a bullet!"
"Really?" At this moment, Feng Bujue smiled.
That smile made the three security team members who had already entered the room shudder.
"Then you might as well give it a try." Brother Jue's excited smile was deeply imprinted in Gore's heart.
That smile is full of contempt for life. Anyone who sees this expression will undoubtedly conclude that the owner of this smile is an antisocial desperado. He doesn't care about the life or death of others, nor his own life or death. Such a person can be happy
, happily face the mental pressure that ordinary people cannot bear, and "bet on luck" in this kind of thing without taking it seriously.
"Are you going to go away?" After a brief stalemate, Feng Bujue spoke again, "If you don't want to go away, I'll cut something off from him first..." He just did it, and the blade in his hand was already stretched out towards Cosmo.
ears.
"Wait a minute!" Gore quickly stopped the other person, "I understand...I'll back off." He said, gesturing to the other two people beside him.
The security team members immediately moved a few steps and retreated into the corridor outside the door. However, Gore still leaned half of his body against the door and did not let the electronic door close; the muzzle of the gun in his hand was still aimed at the door.
elder brother.
"Close the door!" Feng Bujue would not let the other party get what he wanted. The moment Gore stepped back, the situation had already turned to Brother Jue's side. "I count to three. If the door is still open, I will be on his head."
Make a hole in the top, one...two..."
He counts so fast that people have no time to react or think.
In desperation, Gore took two more steps back, and the electronic door quickly closed on its own.
"Huh..." At this time, Feng Bujue breathed a sigh of relief, "It came really fast. If I had restrained Cosmo a few seconds later, I might have been hanging here..."
After thinking about it, the movements of his hands did not stop. After quickly finding the suitable tools in the suitcase, he used his skillful unlocking skills to open the shackles on his feet. At this point... he finally regained freedom of movement.
ability.
Then, Brother Jue walked around to the opposite side of the table and began to search for the items on Cozmo's body.
Not long after, he took out everything in the opponent's pocket...
"Walkie-talkie, sunglasses, handkerchief, Level 5 pass..." Feng Bujue searched for a long time and found that Cozmo had very few things on him. "No... not even a pistol." He complained, and then
He picked up the walkie-talkie on the other party's body, and regardless of the frequency, he pressed the switch and said, "Open the door."
What he did really worked... In less than five seconds, the door to the room opened again. Obviously, the people outside received his message.
This time, Brother Jue, who had taken off his shackles, simply hid behind Cozmo and used the latter as a human shield: "You, yes...it's you, give me the pistol you have." He used one.
The sharp weapon pressed against Cosmo's carotid artery and shouted at the person next to Gore.
Upon hearing this, the man immediately turned to look at Gore. After hesitating for two seconds, Gore nodded to him.
So, the man took out the gun in his holster and stepped forward slowly...
"Don't move." Feng Bujue shouted as soon as the other party took half a step, "Put the gun on the ground and push it over gently." (To be continued...)
