Toothpick?

The Qianlong team members all looked at Chen Zhuo in disbelief, and no one could have imagined that they could interrogate a specially trained agent with a toothpick.

Everyone thought about it for a long time, but they didn't figure it out, and the shepherd suddenly slapped his chin and shouted, "Brother Chen, I know, you can point points!" ”

This time it was Chen Zhuo's turn to be confused, and asked confusedly, "What point?" ”

"It's like in martial arts, after you point to a certain acupoint, life will be worse than death, and he will recruit whatever you ask him." The shepherd said as a matter of course.

"Even if Brother Chen really knows how to point acupoints, he doesn't need a toothpick, just use his fingers." The mule retorted.

"Brother Chen's internal strength is not enough, and there are no golden needles here, so I use a toothpick instead, Brother Chen, am I right?" The shepherd asked.

The corners of Chen Zhuo's mouth twitched, and he smiled dryly: "You have a lot of imagination. ”

"Oh, that's not a point, what kind of trick is that?" The shepherd asked.

"You'll know just by looking at it."

Chen Zhuo didn't explain, took a few toothpicks on the table, bent down and pressed the captive to wake him up.

The captive came to his senses, saw his condition, and immediately struggled desperately, and his mouth was whimpering, but his mouth was long gagged, and he could not make any sound.

Chen Zhuo smiled at him and said, "Don't do useless struggles, you should know that it's useless." ”

The captive stopped shouting and glared at Chen Zhuo viciously, with the meaning of "I won't say anything if I am killed" in his eyes.

Chen Zhuo smiled again and shook the toothpick he was holding at him.

The captive's expression was the same as that of the Qianlong team members, with a big bewilderment, not knowing what Chen Zhuo was going to do with a toothpick.

Just as he was guessing, Chen Zhuo said slowly: "I think you should know our identity, we are Chinese, then you should know that China has a long history." ”

The captives are even more confused, you will interrogate you, what are you doing with telling me about Chinese history, do you think that I will admire you Huaxia because of this, and recruit everything?

Chen Zhuo ignored him and said to himself: "The history of China is too rich, I can't finish telling you for a while, so I'll give you a brief introduction to the part of our history about torture today." ”

Hearing this, the members of the Qianlong team all suddenly realized that they knew what Chen Zhuo was going to do - insert the pin!

Inserting a needle is also called inserting a bamboo stick, which is a very famous punishment in ancient times, using a needle or bamboo stick to insert into the fingernails of prisoners, mostly used on women, and Sister Jiang once suffered this punishment.

Although this kind of punishment is famous, everyone is very skeptical about whether it is useful or not, after all, Sister Jiang has not been knocked down by this punishment, and there is nothing to do, and this specially trained Mossad may not be able to survive.

Chen Zhuo ignored everyone's suspicious gaze and continued to introduce: "I won't tell you if it's too far, let's simply tell you about the ten tortures of the Manchu Dynasty, of which the first one is called Ling Chi." What is Ling Chi, it is to use a knife to cut off the flesh on your body piece by piece, it takes enough to cut a thousand knives, and the flesh that is cut off is as thin as paper......

He spoke and gestured, and the introduction was so detailed that the captive shuddered involuntarily.

The Mossad also had training in punishment, but compared to ancient Chinese torture, it was pediatric.

By the time Chen Zhuo had introduced all the ten tortures of the Manchu Dynasty, the captive's face was as white as paper, cold sweat was flowing down his forehead, and the fear in his eyes could not be concealed.

The man was frightened, but he quickly regained his composure, and as horrible as these punishments sounded, they could not be carried out in such a place.

Thinking of this, the captive's eyes showed disdain again, as if to say, come on, use it for me!

"See, Brother Chen didn't scare him." The mule whispered in Dewey's ear.

"I believe that Brother Chen is not as simple as scaring him." Dewey replied.

Sure enough, Chen Zhuo continued: "I know you must be thinking now, we can't use these punishments. You're right, but what I'm going to tell you is that Huaxia doesn't just have these ten kinds of torture, there are many more that can be used here. For example, the one I'm going to introduce to you now, the pin. ”

"What is a pin, is to use a bamboo skewer to pierce between your fingernails, and slowly insert it. There is a saying in Huaxia called ten fingers connecting hearts, and you can also imagine how painful it will be to insert a pin. I can assure you that if I perform the insertion, it will never exceed your pain threshold, which means that you will feel the pain all the time. Don't hope that you will faint on your own, because even if you do, you will wake up in pain. ”

As an excellent agent, Chen Zhuo has a wide range of knowledge, and psychology is a knowledge that must be mastered.

He was not directly punished, but deliberately resonated with the captive's heart, and suddenly stabbed a bamboo stick in his fingernail, which really hurts to think about.

As long as the captive thinks about it, he will psychologically anticipate this pain, and this prediction will lower his pain threshold.

Seeing the captive clenching his fists vigorously, Chen Zhuo knew that his goal had been achieved, and reached out to pull the captive's right hand.

The captive struggled back, but how could he earn it, and in the end he was pulled over by Chen Zhuo and broke his fingers one by one.

When Chen Zhuo placed a toothpick on the captive's thumb nail, the captive's face turned a little blue, and he closed his eyes and gritted his teeth fiercely.

Chen Zhuo knew that he was preparing at this time, and he fainted immediately after he started to torture.

"If it had been before, you would have had a chance to pass out, but now it's gone."

Chen Zhuo smiled, and with a slight force in his hand, the toothpick stabbed into the captive's fingernails.

Ten fingers are connected to the heart, this is not false at all.

The pain in the heart came, and the captive couldn't help but scream, but because his mouth was blocked, only a dull whining sound came, and even the onlookers couldn't help twitching the corners of their mouths.

But just as Chen Zhuo expected, the captive did not faint to death, as his fingers twisted slightly, letting the toothpick slowly go deeper, the continuous pain made the captive's eyes widen involuntarily, and soon his eyes were bloodshot.

Chen Zhuo didn't rush to interrogate, until all the five fingers of the captive's right hand were filled with toothpicks, then he stopped and asked, "Now, do you want to say it?" ”

The captive was already drenched in cold sweat, his teeth were chattering up and down, and he wanted to faint several times, but he was stunned to find that he could not faint, and could only resist the pain from his fingertips.

But even though it hurt like this, he shook his head very stiffly.

"Don't say yes, it's okay, you still have fifteen fingers, and I have a lot of toothpicks here."

Chen Zhuo's face showed a smile again, but this smile fell into the eyes of the captive, but it was as hideous as a devil.

As soon as he said it, Chen Zhuo then filled the other fingers of the captive with toothpicks, and the captive was so painful that he was about to lose his strength and collapsed to the ground like a ball of mud.

"How about it, do you want to say it?" Chen Zhuo asked again.

The captive shook his head with difficulty, such a simple action seemed to use even the strength to feed.

"Okay, it's a man, I admire people like you! Well, I'll relieve you of the pain and pull out all these toothpicks. ”

As soon as the words fell, Chen Zhuo quickly pulled out all the toothpicks.

It hurts to insert it, and it hurts even more to pull it out!

The captive's eyes widened violently, like two brass bells, and he stretched his neck upwards so hard that all the green tendons were exposed.

It wasn't until Chen Zhuo had pulled out all the toothpicks that the captives relented, panting heavily as if they were the rest of their lives.

"Seeing that you are so strong, I actually want to let you go, but there is no way, who told you not to say anything."

Chen Zhuo shook his head regretfully, picked up the captive's hand and put it in front of his eyes, and said, "Look, your nails are quite wide, and you can insert at least five more toothpicks before they are broken." You don't have to worry, if it does, I'll help you pull out all these nails so you don't have to worry about it again. ”

He said it lightly, but the captive trembled all over, and looked at Chen Zhuo with horror.

"I'm sure you can hold on, so I'll introduce you to another form of torture. It's also very simple, insert a horsehair along your urethra, and you can rest assured that this can be inserted many times and will not reach your pain threshold. Chen Zhuo said with a smile.

This kind of punishment is simply unheard of, after the torture of inserting a needle, the captive's spirit is on the verge of collapse, and finally he can't hold on anymore, he nods desperately, for fear that if his movements are a little slower, Chen Zhuo will torture him like this.

"If you don't want to do this a long time ago, why bother to suffer."

Chen Zhuo threw the toothpick in his hand to the ground and said, "Now I will remove the tape from your mouth, if you dare to shout loudly, you should know what the consequences are." ”

The captive nodded again, and in his current state, he couldn't shout even if he wanted to.

"I'll go! That's it! I thought he could continue to resist, and I wanted to see how Brother Chen became perverted. The mule muttered.

The others and the mule had similar thoughts, thinking that this captive would be able to continue to resist stubbornly, but they did not expect to be recruited so quickly.

"What kind of pervert, you are perverted?" Chen Zhuo glanced at the mule.

"Brother Chen, you're going to insert someone's urethra, it's not perverted enough? I'm really wondering, where did you come up with this trick, I've never heard of it. The mule said.

"February River, "The Emperor Kangxi." Chestnut said suddenly.

"What, are you talking about a TV series, why don't I remember this paragraph?" The mule asked.

"It's not in the TV series, it's written in the book. When Kangxi was fighting, Mingzhu was punished by this, Brother Chen, am I right? Kurigami said.

"That's right, it's really there, I don't know what the real effect is, but I just used a little knowledge of psychology to destroy his last will with this terrifying-sounding punishment." Chen Zhuo explained.

Only then did everyone suddenly realize that they really had a specialization in the art industry, and Chen Zhuo was not as good as Qianlong in battle, but in interrogation, Qianlong was also inferior to Chen Zhuo.

"Brother Chen, go back and talk to us well, and we will study hard." said the bayonet.

"No problem, I'll teach you two tricks when I'm free." Chen Zhuo smiled and agreed.

"Brother Chen, I still have a question, if this guy likes to insert the urethra, do you still have a way?" The mule asked teasingly.