Chapter 16 Waterboarding and Extorting Confessions
Wang Junlin shook his head and said: "The only people who can know the place where General Dugu is imprisoned are Turks, and their status must be high. Such people's own strength and the bodyguards around them must be not weak. Therefore, I took Wu San and Wu Si with me
Go, you guys are here to take care of me."
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It was midnight, and the night was dark. Compared with the chaos and horror in other places in Longxi City, the former prefect's mansion was unusually quiet.
The former Taishou's Mansion in Longxi City is now the residence of King Bodo. Except for some of the maids and cooks from the former Taishou's Mansion who are still alive and left to serve King Bodo, the others were all killed by the Turks. The guards of the Taishou's Mansion were handed over to
Five hundred Turkic cavalry were given.
It was just that it was late at night, and except for more than forty gatekeepers and patrollers, most of the Turkic cavalry had already fallen asleep. Under the northwest corner of the prefecture, three figures approached quietly. It was Wang Junlin who led
Wu San and Wu Si.
The wall of the Prefect's Mansion is more than ten feet high, and ordinary people cannot climb it, but it is not difficult for Wang Junlin and the Wu brothers. Wu San and Wu Si tried to climb over the wall as soon as they came, but Wang Junlin stopped them.
Jun Lin put his ear against the wall and listened to the movement inside. After a full quarter of an hour, he estimated the interval between the Turkic soldiers patrolling the prefect's mansion.
After another group of patrolling Turkic soldiers passed by, Wang Junlin immediately kicked off his feet, exerted his strength with his arms, grabbed the top of the wall, turned over and jumped into the wall. Wu San and Wu Si followed closely, even more relaxed than Wang Junlin looked.
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The three of them entered the prefect's mansion, looked for a shadow and observed secretly for a while. After roughly judging the route, they headed towards a row of side rooms.
There are three wing rooms in this row, housing a total of fifty Turkic soldiers, who are responsible for patrolling the area east of the prefect's mansion. There is only one person living in one of the wing rooms. Wang Junlin estimates that this person is a small leader. He asked
Wu San and Wu Si watched from the door, quietly opened the window, rolled over, sneaked to the bedside, knocked the man unconscious, thought for a moment, then helped him put on his clothes, leather armor, and shoes, and put him on the bed again.
He also took the waist knife with him and ran out with the man on his back. Wu San at the door took over and continued to carry him.
"Walk!"
Wang Junlin waved his right hand, Wang Junlin took the lead, Wu San was in the middle, and Wu Si was behind the formation, hiding and returning to the place where they climbed over the wall before entering. Then the three of them joined forces and took the small leader of the Turkic cavalry, climbed over the wall and left.
After all this was done, a group of Turkic soldiers patrolling with torches happened to pass by listlessly where the three of them were climbing over the wall. No abnormalities were found. The whole process went extremely smoothly. It's no wonder that the entire Longxi City was
Under the control of the Turks and the Ge Dao tribe, who would have thought that someone as bold as Wang Junlin would break into the heart of the Turks, so the Turks would inevitably relax their vigilance.
Wang Junlin, Wu San and Wu Si carried the small leader of the Turkic soldiers and quickly left the prefect's mansion.
The patrols in the city were made by Qiang warriors from the Ge Dao tribe. Even in the middle of the night, few of them did their duty seriously and just did their job perfunctorily. The three of them easily dodged three waves of patrolling Ge Dao tribe soldiers and returned to Liuzhai where they lived.
A ladle of water was splashed on his face, and the little Turkic leader woke up with a start, and then he found that his body was tied to a pillar.
Before he could make a sound in shock, he slapped him in the face, and then he saw a group of Qiang warriors surrounding him, each looking at him fiercely.
The little Turkic leader was stunned for a while, and then shouted in Turkic language with a ferocious expression.
Although he did not understand the Turkic language, Wang Junlin estimated that most of these words were curses. Zhou Hu next to him slapped him again and shouted: "Don't speak bird language, speak Chinese."
At this time, Chinese was the common language of all the ethnic groups in the East, and there were many Turks who knew Chinese. Sure enough, the little leader understood Zhou Hu's words and shouted loudly: "You Qiang dogs, you are so bold, dare to attack me
Taken here, do you want to die?"
Wang Junlin was too lazy to explain nonsense to him and said: "Tell me where Dugu Moyu, the general manager of Yongzhou in the Great Sui Dynasty, was imprisoned. If you don't answer honestly, I will chop off your hands and feet."
The little leader was stunned for a moment and cursed: "So you are Han dogs, come on! Kill me! I won't tell you."
Wang Junlin sneered and said, "Zhou Hu, chop off his little finger."
Zhou Hu agreed, then took out a dagger with a ferocious smile, grabbed the little boss's hand, and cut off the little finger of his right hand with a click.
Before a scream could be heard, his mouth was covered by Li Xiang next to him. His whole body was shaking in pain, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he let out a muffled scream.
"Speak now! Otherwise I will have your fingers chopped off one by one until you tell me." Wang Junlin said indifferently, his expression extremely calm.
Li Xiang let go of his mouth, and the Turkic leader immediately said: "Kill me, you bastards, I won't say anything."
"Cut off his finger again." Wang Junlin unexpectedly grabbed a hard bone.
Zhou Hu also had anger in his eyes. He grabbed the left hand of the Turkic leader again and cut off his little finger. This time he deliberately slowed down. Next to him, Li Xiang cooperated and covered the mouth of the Turkic leader. The latter
His whole body was shaking in pain, his face was pale, but his eyes were still fierce and he was unwilling to let go.
Everyone was dumbfounded when they saw this. The so-called ten fingers are connected to the heart. The pain of a cut finger is simply not something that normal people can bear. Everyone standing asked themselves that if they were placed in the position of this little Turkic leader, they might not be able to bear it.
Wang Junlin sighed slightly, wondering whether the will of ancient people was generally stronger than that of later generations, or whether he was unlucky enough to meet a ruthless person today. However, as a top mercenary in later generations, his methods of execution and extorting confessions were professionally trained, and he had mastered the methods.
It didn't mean that it was as primitive and simple as cutting off the fingers. After thinking for a while, he said: "In that case, let's change the method."
"Go and get a sweat towel and a bottle of water."
Everyone was stunned, wondering what Wang Junlin wanted to do, but Li Xiang and Qiao Zhengwei had already gone to prepare things.
Wang Junlin added: "Untie him, lie down on the ground, and place a wooden stool on his calf."
Zhou Hu came forward with several scouts and prepared them according to Wang Junlin's request.
At this time, the sweat towel and water were also brought over. Wang Junlin asked Wu San and Wu Si to hold down the man's left and right arms, and asked Zhou Hu to hold down his legs, and then covered his face with the sweat towel.
Wang Junlin seemed to remember the past and smiled with emotion: "If you can even bear this, maybe I will spare your life."
Everyone was confused and extremely curious. They opened their eyes wide and waited to see what Wang Junlin would do next.
In full view of everyone, Wang Junlin raised the kettle to a distance of more than half a foot from the face of the young Turkic leader, and slowly poured the water in the kettle onto his face.
The little Turkic leader's body began to twitch violently and struggled, but with Wu San, Wu Si and Zhou Hu pressing down tightly, he couldn't break free at all. His face was covered with a sweat towel and he couldn't breathe. A large amount of water came from
Even after pouring it into his nose and mouth and covering it with a wet sweat towel, he couldn't spit it out.
Normally, if a normal person chokes on water, his mouth and nose will feel uncomfortable for a long time, but now Wang Junlin's "watering" not only doubles this feeling, but also makes people feel like they are about to suffocate and drown. This process will
It lasts for a long time, allowing people to stay in this state of extreme terror for a long time. However, it is not impossible to die for a while, but it is truly worse than death.
As far as Wang Junlin knows, in their circle in later generations, the person who lasted the longest under this method of waterboarding did not exceed five minutes.
Now, this little Turk leader didn't know how long it lasted, but before the pot of water was poured out, he was willing to confess.
Everyone was very surprised. Wu San, Wu Si and Zhou Hu let him go. Wang Junlin took off the wet sweat towel covering the face of the Turkic leader. The latter turned over and crawled and vomited for a long time, looking frightened.
Extremely.
Everyone was shocked when they saw this. Zhou Hu couldn't help but ask: "Huo Chang, where did you learn this method?"
Wang Junlin smiled, with a hint of inexplicable meaning in his expression, and said: "I haven't actually learned it, but I have been watered like this before."
Everyone was startled when they heard this, and they were immediately filled with infinite curiosity about Wang Junlin's past.
Wang Junlin let out a long breath, and after the little Turkic leader took a breath for a while and regained his breath, he said, "Tell me! Where is Dugu Moyuguan, the general manager of Yongzhou?"
At this time, the little Turkic leader looked at Wang Junlin again, with a look of fear on his face. He no longer dared to hide anything, and said with a blank expression: "Dugu Moyuguan is in the prefect's palace, and he lives next to the Bodo Dharma King."
Wang Junlin thought of the monk standing at the top of the city when he entered the city during the day, and said, "Will you reveal all the information you know about King Bodo?"
"King Boduo is the envoy of the divine religion in the human world. It was he who vigorously promoted this alliance with the Qiang Ge Dao tribe. Mi Qinchi, the chief of the Ge Dao tribe, and Wu Tu, our Turkic leader of ten thousand men, all listened to his words." said the small Turk leader.
Nothing to hide anymore.
Wang Junlin thought for a moment and said, "How many people are responsible for looking after Director Dugu?"
The little Turk leader immediately said: "Only a female servant of King Bodo is responsible for guarding it. We Turks and Qiang people are not allowed to have contact with Dugu Moyu."
Wang Junlin was greatly surprised and said: "Bring paper and pen and ink over here and ask him to draw the location of the room where Dugu Moyu is detained in the prefect's mansion and the routes in and out."
Someone nearby had already prepared paper, ink, and pens, and the little Turkic leader immediately started drawing. Although the drawing was ugly, according to what he said, Wang Junlin already had a road map in his mind.
After drawing it, Wang Junlin looked at it carefully. He wanted to make sure that this road map was not a random drawing by a small Turkic leader.
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