Ai Baoquan sat in the middle without hesitation, and said to his subordinates with contempt on his face: "It's not long since I taught you. Why can't even one of these dozen people speak?"
The people below all lowered their heads in shame. One of the strong men stepped forward and said: "Master, it's not that the apprentices are incompetent, it's that the people this time are too difficult. And everyone seems to have been trained.
No matter how we torture these people, not one of them tells the truth."
At this time, a clever young man came up from below, came behind Ai Bao and gave him a pat on the back, "Master, how about we just deal with them and save a lot of time. Anyway, we adults don't want to take anything from them.
What news can I get?"
Ai Baoquan said displeasedly: "What are you talking about? It seems that I have taught you in vain before. This person cannot withstand torture. If you still don't do it, it means that your skills are not up to the mark."
After Ai Baoquan finished speaking, the people below did not dare to say anything.
While Ai Baoquan was enjoying the back-beating of his disciples, he closed his eyes and thought about how to deal with these people below.
"Go and find me a big jar. Today I will open your eyes." Ai Baoquan opened his eyes and said to the people below.
The people below became excited immediately, and soon two people came in carrying a large urn and placed it on the ground.
"Go find some charcoal and light a fire for me." Ai Baoquan then ordered.
Soon a pile of charcoal fire was lit in the center of the cell, and then Ai Baoquan ordered his men to place the large urn lying down on the charcoal fire.
No one knew what he was going to do, and they looked at him with wide eyes in surprise.
"Go and get the one with the toughest mouth over to me."
So these disciples and disciples immediately pulled one of the big men over. They saw that this big man had broad shoulders and a round waist, and he was full of muscles. It looked like he was a good assassin after rigorous training.
Several people pushed him in front of Ai Baoquan. This man was still glaring at Ai Baoquan. If he could move now, he could pounce on Ai Baoquan and bite him to death.
"Master, are you telling the truth, or should I take action?" Ai Baoquan didn't take him seriously at all.
As a result, this man not only didn't speak, but spitted directly into Ai Bao Quan's face.
Fortunately, Ai Baoquan hid in time, otherwise if he let the phlegm stick to his mouth, he would be sick for who knows how many days.
Ai Baoquan became angry at this moment and said to several people beside him: "Put him into a big urn and let me warm him up."
So a few people came over immediately and stuffed the big man into the big jar. At the beginning, the big man could still hold on, but gradually he started to scream.
Ai Baoquan stood next to him and asked: "Are you going to do it? If you do it, you will save yourself this physical pain. You must know that this is not a temporary discomfort. If you don't do it, I'm afraid you will be in this urn."
Been here for an hour or two."
As a result, although the person in the urn screamed in agony, he was very stubborn and didn't even have any unnecessary words.
Ai Baoquan's disciples and grandsons were sweating coldly as they watched, but no one dared to speak.
After half an hour, the smell of meat came out of the big vat, and many people nearby began to vomit.
Only Ai Baoquan not only did not vomit, but took a deep breath.
At this time, the screams of the people in the jar were getting weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared.
Ai Baoquan saw that this man was already dead, and said to the disciples beside him who were vomiting non-stop: "Look at how useless you are, if you pull one more over to me, I won't believe that these dozen or so people are like this man.
He is a man of iron bones."
Several apprentices nearby reluctantly went to pull another spy over.
When this man came over, he was trembling all over and his body was like chaff. These people have also undergone strict training and have been specially trained for torture. But today, when he saw Ai Baoquan's methods, he was frightened out of his wits.
Now the secret agent looked at Ai Baoquan as if he were an extreme pervert. They never thought that there was such a person in the world.
"What about this man, do you want to be like the man in the jar, or tell me the truth?" Ai Baoquan looked at this man with a cruel smile.
For the first person, Ai Baoquan never thought of recruiting him from the beginning. This person was just an example for Ai Baoquan to other people, causing these people to have huge psychological pressure. When it came to the second person
, it is possible to break through.
As he expected, this good man who had been beaten with leather whips and sticks without even frowning when he saw Ai Baoquan asking him immediately fell to his knees and kept kowtowing: "Uncle, please spare me.
I said, I just ask you to give me a happy life and don't let me suffer this life."
Although the secret agent kept begging for mercy, he never mentioned the confession. It seemed that he was afraid of the organization behind him to the core, and he did not want to provoke the organization's secrets even to death.
After listening to what he said, Ai Baoquan felt a little bad in his heart, and also felt a little afraid of the organization behind these people. What kind of talent is this? It is the secret that makes these people would rather die than be recruited into the organization.
But Ai Baoquan did not give up. He said with a smile: "You said that not only will you not suffer this physical pain, maybe we, adults, can be merciful and spare your life. Don't you want to live in this world? You can
If you want to know whether a person's death is like a lamp going out, whether there is King Yama and hell, or they are still talking about two things."
Ai Baoquan's words completely broke this man's psychological defense.
Although this man was desperate at first, he quickly collapsed under Ai Baoquan's psychological offensive.
When Ai Baoquan was receiving training, it was not just torture. The most important one was psychological offensive, which was sometimes more effective than torture. If an individual's psychological defense line collapsed, he would not be able to protect any secrets.
Under Ai Baoquan's constant inducement, this man slowly relaxed his vigilance, and finally his psychological defenses collapsed bit by bit, and eventually he used everything he knew.
It turned out that all of these people were sent by Xia Shouzhong to monitor Jia Ke near the Jia Mansion. Although there were already many spies from the imperial court in the Rongguo Mansion, there was not much the court could do about the newly built Wuyang Marquis Mansion.
This is mainly because Wei Kun is really a genius in intelligence. The intelligence organization he currently controls has arranged the Wuyang Marquis Mansion to be flawless.
No matter it is Xia Shouzhong now or Dai Quan originally, there is nothing they can do about Wuyang Hou Mansion.
Under this situation, Xia Shouzhong later sent people to monitor Wuyang Hou Mansion day and night in order to obtain information on Jia Ke's every move. He even assassinated Jia Ke if possible.
After hearing his confession, Ai Baoquan felt a little panicked. This was a big deal. If Jia Ke got the news, the court would be turned upside down.
So for the sake of caution, Ai Baoquan pulled out several other spies, tortured them, and forced them to question the whole story.
These people were tortured, but many of them changed their tactics, and the final results were similar. Only now did Ai Baoquan feel relieved, knowing that he would not make a mistake this time.
Ai Baoquan also felt that the situation was serious and immediately sent this information to Wei Kun.
Wei Kun's intelligence work has been handled very smoothly during this period, especially when Jia Ke arranged for him to infiltrate the palace.
The eunuch also took refuge in Jia Ke, and now almost every move of the Supreme Emperor and the Emperor was under Jia Ke's surveillance.
Now even the last secret power of the Supreme Emperor is in the hands of Wei Kun. It can be said that the palace has no secrets for him.
As a result, when he was feeling proud, the information sent by Ai Baoquan suddenly threw him into the cold water of winter, and suddenly made him blow all his pride to Java.
He did not expect that he would arrange an internal response in the court, and the emperor's spies would not be idle either. Although it was the lowest level to set up surveillance at the gate, he did not expect that they would arrange the assassination of Jia Ke. This problem was serious.
Wei Kun read the information carefully, his mind turned around, and he became suspicious of the information.
"Is this a confession from one person, or is it the same confession from others?"
"Back to Mr. Wei, I have already checked all these spies, and the information I got is similar. I think they are inseparable."
Although Wei Kun still had some doubts, he knew that the news was false and he had to report it to Jia Ke first. Otherwise, if something happened, he wouldn't be able to bear it.
Wei Kun did not dare to neglect. After sending away Ai Baoquan, he took the information and went directly to the Wuyang Hou Mansion without caring about the night. Then he reported the incident to Liu Yu. Liu Yu also felt that the matter was serious.
Then someone was sent to inform the inner house.
Jia Ke had just had dinner at this time and was holding his two precious sons beside him and playing with them.
Jia Ke was now lying on the ground, with his two sons riding on his back, urging him to run quickly. So Jia Ke, carrying his two sons on his back, kept kneeling and crawling on the ground.
Not to mention, Jia Ke was kneeling and crawling while imitating the neighing of a horse. He looked like a good horse and made the two boys laugh.
Qin Keqing and Qiaolian, who were standing next to them, covered their mouths and kept laughing. They didn't expect that the dignified head of Wuyanghou's military aircraft department also had such a funny side.
While they were playing around, Ruizhu came in from outside. She came up behind Qin Keqing and whispered in her ear: "Grandma, there is someone outside calling me uncle, saying that he has something important to report to him."
Qin Keqing immediately came to Jia Ke, hugged the two boys down, and put Jia Mao among them into Qiaolian's arms. Then he said to his son Jia Zhi: "Hurry up and find your sister Ruizhu.
Father has something else to do, so don’t disturb him."
"What's going on? The two boys and I are playing just right?" Jia Ke stood up and said a little unhappy. After all, he was busy with official duties and rarely stayed with his two sons. It was hard to play with them today.
, it can be regarded as cultivating feelings. I didn’t expect it to be destroyed so quickly, which is really disappointing.