The Bureau of Investigation uses many methods to interrogate prisoners. Different people have different methods. Some are physical torture, some are mental torture, some really need them to tell the truth, and some just want them to be tortured because they cannot stand it.
Just act according to their investigation bureau's script.
And Luo Qing is the second type.
The people in the Bureau of Investigation don't need the truth. What they want is an obedient prisoner who bows his head and confesses his crime, confesses his crime, and then kills all the people they want to attack. Officials protect each other, that's what they say.
"My name is Ives, you'd better remember my name." Ives has always been accustomed to asking people to remember his name before interrogating prisoners, which gives him a sense of detached superiority, even if the person in front of him is a woman.
, and he will not be lenient.
At a signal from Ives, two men stood up and placed Luo Qing on a special long table. Their hands and feet were cuffed so that she could not move.
"You Chinese have a kind of punishment in ancient times. I don't know what it's called, but I found it very interesting after reading it. Today we will try to see how long you, a beautiful woman, can endure it." As Ives said, the subordinate next to him said
He immediately took a piece of thick cellophane and put it on Luo Qing's mouth and nose. He smiled and said, "If you figure it out, pat the table and I will let you down. Or if you can endure it for more than thirty seconds, we will
Let’s move on to the next round of the game.”
Luo Qing bit her lip, her eyes widened, and the cellophane stuck tightly to her mouth and nose as she breathed. She suddenly felt difficulty breathing. But she didn't know that before it started, the two subordinates began to splash water on the cellophane, and the cellophane stuck tighter and tighter.
, Luo Qing froze and struggled. If she had not been handcuffed, she would have jumped up.
"Are you uncomfortable? Do you feel like someone is strangling your neck and you can't breathe? This is just the beginning, enjoy it." Ives quietly looked at Luo Qing's ferocious expression, her eyes widened, and she looked up.
His face was as pale as paper, and he smiled coldly, "If you can't stand it anymore, just slap the table and tell us that His Highness the Prince ordered it."
It feels like drowning, as if the body is being pulled down by a huge lead body. Even if I struggle desperately, I can't breathe. The air in my lungs is getting less and less. A dull sharp pain is stabbing me. Luo Qing's tears
His eyes were filled with tears, his body was shaking uncomfortably, and he could only close his eyes tightly, feeling dizzy.
If she said it was Li You who ordered it, then Li You would be turned into the person who assassinated the king. Not only him, but also Yanxi and Ruofeng would be implicated. Those people wouldn't let her go, since that's the case
, why would she let them succeed?
She is weak and timid, but she is definitely not a person who is afraid of death. She is not afraid of death and has never been afraid, although her simple things have never been a matter of life and death. She is just regretful. If she dies, Zixuan will definitely be sad.
Yes, that cold and stubborn man will definitely blame himself and feel guilty.
No, she can't die. If she dies, what will Zixuan do? Luo Qing opened her eyes suddenly, her eyes were red and looked like she was crazy. She struggled desperately, and there were blood marks on the places where her limbs were cuffed.
She seemed unknown.
"Boss, it's already been a minute." A subordinate frowned. He had never seen such a strong woman who could hold on for one minute. Usually ordinary people can't stand it after fourteen seconds. She obviously looks like a weak woman, why?
So stubborn?
Ives waved his hand, and the two subordinates immediately took away the cellophane. Luo Qing coughed violently, as if she wanted to cough out her entire lungs. There were so many feelings that hit her brain that she couldn't stop scratching. All she knew was,
I am not dead, not dead.
"You are an admirable woman." Ives said coldly. If possible, he would not want to torture such a helpless woman. However, thinking of that person's order, he hesitated and waved
After waving their hands, two subordinates lifted up the weak Luo Qing and walked to the room next to her.
Standing at the door, Ives seemed to be thinking about something. After a long time, he said to his subordinate, "Throw her in."
Luo Qing was pushed and fell to the ground. The door was closed after she hit it. She lay on the ground with no strength at all. She looked around and saw that this was a small room with nothing in it. It was very dark, very dark.
There was no light at all. She was always afraid of the dark, so she leaned against the wall, trying to find a safe corner.
It's just that it's so cold. The walls are very cold, very cold, as cold as a refrigerator.
Unable to lean against the wall, Luo Qing could only curl up and protect herself as much as possible. She was so scared that she couldn't even scream out. She could only shout Zixuan's name in her heart. She could only shout his name.
In order to give her a little bit of comfort.
There was a sudden sound of sprinkling water, and then the surrounding walls seemed to be a little loose. Sure enough, it was water, or ice water, sprinkled on the body, and the cold was biting. Luo Qing hugged her knees, curled up, did not dare to move, and let
The ice water hit her body, and she was shivering all over. She felt that her thin clothes were sticking to her body, which was extremely uncomfortable.
The most uncomfortable thing was drug addiction. At this time, her drug addiction took over. She suddenly fell to the ground, her whole body shook violently, and she covered her chest with both hands, and burning pain spread from her heart.
Her body was hot and cold, and the feeling was even more painful than the drug withdrawal in the previous few days. She almost felt that she couldn't survive it, and she felt like she was going to faint.
But every time she fainted for a while, she was immediately woken up by the ice water, and then there was overwhelming pain. She fainted again, and was woken up by the ice water again. Luo Qing even hoped that she would pass out, then she would not feel the pain.
However, the constant sprinkling of ice water did not allow her to achieve her wish. Her heart seemed to be gnawed by countless ants, and her body seemed to be roasted in a stove or refrigerated in an ice cellar.
"Give me...give me..." Luo Qing murmured, her body trembled, and she screamed in confusion.
The ice water suddenly stopped, and Luo Qing felt her head getting heavier and heavier, and she fainted.
"Throw it away. We'll come back for interrogation tomorrow." Ives sneered, looked at the unconscious Luo Qing on the monitor, ordered his subordinates to take good care of him, and left the investigation bureau.