The First Detention Center is slightly away from the urban area of Beijing. It is heavily guarded and is a place where criminals and major criminal suspects are temporarily detained.
Three police cars sped over. A sinister-looking man in his forties led four police officers from the detention center and stood waiting at the door. After seeing the three police cars speeding up, the sinister-looking middleman
The young man came forward.
The police car stopped, and a male police officer got out. The middle-aged man with a sinister expression walked up to him and said with a smile on his face: "Officer He, you are here."
"Director Zhang and Secretary Wang personally ordered the arrest of this major criminal suspect. You must keep a close watch on him." The male policeman named He said in a strange tone.
The middle-aged man with a sinister face was Zhang Biao, the director of the No. 1 Detention Center. After hearing this, he quickly nodded and bowed, saying: "I have already learned about this. Of course I am the person who the Secretary Wang personally ordered to arrest.
Keep a good watch on it."
Officer He nodded, and at this moment, a man with a tall figure and a strong face, with a hint of laziness in his expression, walked out of the police car. This man was naturally Li Futu. At this moment
His hands were already handcuffed, and he was being pushed from behind by two policemen.
Zhang Biao glanced at Li Futu with a pair of cold eyes. His cold eyes were like looking at a dying person, and the gloomy meaning revealed in them was extremely obvious.
Li Futu's face was calm, the gaze in his eyes was calm, and his face was as calm as a mountain. He had seen countless ruthless people in the world, so the flash of gloom in Zhang Biao's eyes was natural
There was no escaping his gaze, and there was a smile on his lips.
Each of these people in front of him seemed to be determined by his appearance. He was really confused. Could it be that he looked so fresh and delicious? He didn't know whether it was because he was too honest and could be bullied at will or because of the things in front of him.
People are so bold that they regard themselves as meat on the chopping board!
"Send the prisoner to me!"
Zhang Biao spoke in a low voice to the four police officers from the detention center beside him. The police officers from the detention center stepped forward and pushed Li Futu into the detention center.
"Director Zhang, the prisoner has been called into your hands. This prisoner was personally interrogated by Secretary Wang. If it is not the same as Xiaoke, no one can guarantee you except for some mistakes. Since it is Secretary Wang who wants to interrogate himself.
Prisoner, I think Director Zhang also knows what to do, right?" Officer He glanced at Zhang Bao and said slowly.
Director Zhang smiled and said: "Officer He, please rest assured. I naturally know what to do, and I will definitely satisfy Secretary Wang."
"Okay, okay. I still have something to do in the bureau, so I'll leave first. Director Zhang will be busy first." Officer He smiled, then greeted the policemen to get into the police car and drove away.
Zhang Biao looked coldly at the gate of the detention center that exuded a strong gloomy atmosphere. Looking at the figure of Li Futu being escorted, a coldness flashed in his eyes and he murmured to himself.
Voice: "Who is that guy on the road? He didn't know how to offend Secretary Wang. Isn't this looking for death? Since it was Secretary Wang who personally ordered the arrest, he must be properly served."
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Li Futu was taken directly to the cell by the guards at the detention center. The cell was dark and damp, with no sunlight. When he walked in, there was a sour smell that hit his nose, mixed with some extremely unpleasant odors, which was simply overwhelming.
Gagging.
As we walked along, we saw that there were many people imprisoned in the cells of the detention center. When they saw the willing prisoners being sent in, many imprisoned criminals immediately rushed to the cell door and looked at Li Futu through the cell door.
Laughing, the laughter is all kinds of weird, like howling like a wolf, like howling like a ghost, it really makes people feel a little numb when they hear it.
"Brother Ang, another new person has been brought in. How long will he be detained this time? Why don't you go to my cell? I will help you train this boy properly, Brother Ang."
"Looking at the thin skin and tender flesh, he looks quite handsome, and his heart is itching. Brother Ang, please lock him up here with me."
"Brother Angkor, you see, I haven't had any newcomers for a while. I want to give my little brother a try."
As they walked along, several criminals with meaningful eyes in several cells spoke, staring at Li Futu as if they were staring at a beautiful flower girl.
Li Futu felt nauseated after hearing this, and couldn't help but said: "Brothers, where are you going to push this little brother?"
"Tianzi Hao Cell." A burly prison guard to the left of Li Futu said with a smile. He was the prison guard whom the criminals called Angkor.
"Tianzihao? It sounds like the level is very high. The treatment should be good, right?" Li Futu smiled, with a look of harmlessness on his face.
"Of course that's true! The criminals arrested by the King's personal order are all put into the Tianzihao cell." Angkor sneered, with the slightest hint of narrowing in his eyes.
"King's Secretary? Which King's Secretary is it?" Li Futu was stunned, he really didn't understand.
A prison guard on the right side of Li Futu sneered. His surname was Hou. He was the third eldest child in his family. In addition, he was thin and thin, so he was called the Third Monkey. He sneered and said: "Secretary Wang doesn't even know. It seems that only
I’m afraid you’ll be tortured to death without closing your eyes.”
"Boy, I might as well tell you. There is only one Secretary Wang in the capital, and that is the Secretary Wang who is in charge of the Public Security Bureau." Angkor smiled and said in a cold tone.
Li Futu was also smiling, but there was a glint in his eyes. He was in charge of the Public Security Bureau, so he was naturally the Secretary/Secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Committee.
He didn't expect that this time, such a powerful figure would directly order his arrest. So what was behind this secretary to the king?
Li Futu didn't think too much about it. He just settled for what he had come. He also wanted to see what tricks the other party's people could pull off.
Soon, Li Futu was escorted to a cell. The environment of the cell was not bad. The most important thing was that this cell only held him alone, so it was quiet.
It would be unbearable if they were held together with people in other cells in the detention center.
It is a common truth that prison cells love to have gay sex. This can be seen from what he heard from the prison bullies in other cells as he walked along.
Angkor and Hou San imprisoned Li Futu and left. Before they left, they looked at Li Futu meaningfully, with a hint of coldness, seeming to tell Li Futu that the best things were to come.
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Zhang Biao walked into his office, and soon, some information about Li Futu was sent to his office, including the case where Li Futu was suspected of beating someone with his accomplices at the Blues Bar last night and causing injury.
Zhang Biao glanced at it, his eyelids couldn't help but tremble, and he said subconsciously: "It turns out that Mr. Wei's son was seriously injured. He lost his eyesight, had his hands and feet amputated, and several sternum bones were broken. He has become a cripple from then on."
Mr. Wei and Secretary Wang have been friends for a long time, so it’s no wonder that Secretary Wang ordered the arrest of this person.”
After figuring out the ins and outs of the matter, Zhang Biao also knew what to do. He immediately made a phone call and said: "Ma Yuan, go and send the kid who was just arrested to the interrogation room. I will personally interrogate that kid.
If he doesn't obey, serve him properly."
Then Zhang Biao hung up the phone, walked out of the office and walked directly into the interrogation room of the detention center.
Zhang Biao came to the interrogation room and waited for a while. The door of the interrogation room opened, and he saw Angkor and Hou San escorting Li Futu in, followed by an eight-foot-tall man with a leopard head and eyes, and a fierce aura.
prison guard.
Li Futu felt a little depressed. He had just been put into the cell and was about to take a good rest to recuperate, but unexpectedly he was escorted out by the prison guards again. Is this relationship a show?
"Are you Li Futu?" Zhang Biao stared at Li Futu with gloomy eyes.
"Don't take it seriously. I am Li Futu. You are the director, right? No wonder you look majestic and full of righteousness. I believe that the director will enforce the law impartially. In fact, I was unjust and it has nothing to do with last night's case. Really
." Li Futu said.
"Humph! The police have already investigated. You were the mastermind behind the case at the Blues Bar last night. You were the one who instigated others to injure people and seriously injured them. You still dare to deny it now. You are simply stubborn.
Now, please quickly find out who you bribed to commit this crime? As long as you confess well, your sentence can be commuted." Zhang Bao shouted angrily and spoke first.
Zhang Biaodang, the director of the detention center, still had two tricks up his sleeve. As soon as he came up, he immediately accused Li Futu of being the mastermind behind the scenes!
Speaking of which, the mastermind behind this was even worse than hurting people with his own hands. It seemed that these people were preparing to push Li Futu to death.
"I just said that you, Director, are upright, but now you have become someone else's lackey? Oh, it's really disappointing." Li Futu sighed.
"Bastard!" Zhang Biao said angrily, "It seems you really don't know what's good and what's good! Ma Yuan, serve him some food, let him eat and drink enough, and see if he can do anything."
Serving food? Li Futu smiled. Of course he knew what serving food meant. Serving food is a way of saying that prison guards punish criminals in prison cells. The dishes served are the methods and techniques of torture. There are many types and items.
Diverse.
"Boy, rock sugar elbow, chili fried fish, which dish do you want to eat?" At this time, a tall and burly prison guard with a leopard head came up. His name was Ma Yuan, and he looked at Li Futu with a ferocious smile.
The so-called "rock sugar elbow" is to hit the person's kidney with your elbow. If the "eat" is not done properly, the prisoner will not be able to straighten his back, or even ### will be bloody. 'Chili fried fish' is better than 'rock sugar elbow'
It is even more cruel and unbearable. Wires or hemp ropes are soaked in water and then beaten on the person's body. After the beating, the skin all over the body turns out like fish scales.
There are also "egg-stuffed cakes", "beating cattle across mountains" and other "dish names". The biggest feature of these beating methods is that no one can see any wounds on the body from the surface.
Therefore, when the prisoners in the prison guardhouse hear the word "serve", they will tremble all over and be terrified.
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