Chapter 142, Flaw

Zhang Lingjun stepped forward and knelt down to look at this despicable monster who was curled up on the ground like a hunched shrimp, with his hands covering his thighs and his body trembling, "Are you still thinking that you are the one who comes and goes without a trace?

Amazing, mysterious flying man, flying squirrel?

"Don't you know that I am lame now? I have become a disabled person, but I still run. My ankle is broken, but I can still run? Don't my feet hurt?"

The gun pointed at the wounds on his legs that were poorly bandaged and still soaked with blood.

"It looks like it's worse than expected. The injury has basically not recovered. We worried about it for a long time, but in the end it was in vain."

Yang Mu said: "It can't be calculated that way. It's not a bad thing to be more prudent. If someone recovers completely and we don't know how to break in, we will be the ones lying on the ground now."

Zhang Lingjun nodded: "That's right. There are some tricks these guys can't guess. We still need to be prudent and safe."

As he spoke, he moved the muzzle of the gun and pointed it at the other intact ankle of the flying squirrel in white. After thinking about it, he moved the muzzle forward and pressed the skin tightly against it.

The flying squirrel in white seemed to feel something, and his body twisted and struggled quickly, trying to escape and avoid it, but Zhang Lingjun held down his leg with one hand and immediately pulled the trigger.

Bang! The bullet penetrated directly through the ankle, and the person who jumped on the ground and splashed couldn't help but dodge.

With a suppressed groan, the white-clothed flying squirrel's body suddenly straightened and tightened like a maggot, and then it couldn't help but struggle, as if it wanted to tie a knot. He stretched out his hands to cover his ankles, but

My thighs are leaking again. I want to hold them tightly with my hands, but I don’t dare to. Once I press my hands, I feel uncomfortable.

"This is when we are truly paralyzed and can make people feel at ease."

Then Zhang Lingjun fished out the blood-stained clothes that seemed to be made of cloth from the pool.

Tear off a few strips of cloth from the top, and first bandage the wounds on the ankles that were just beaten, as well as the untreated wounds on the body that are still bleeding.

Then the remaining cloth was twisted into a rope, and the body of the flying squirrel in white was tightly tied with the cloth rope.

Then the two men carried it to the elevator and all the way back to the second floor, passing through this multiple risk isolation.

Only then did the interrogation begin.

In the ecological park.

Zhang Lingjun squatted next to him and asked: "Who are you? What is your name?"

The flying squirrel in white closed his eyes tightly, as if he didn't hear anything, and remained silent without saying a word.

Zhang Lingjun asked again: "What is your name?"

The flying squirrel in white is still like an old monk entering samadhi.

"Are you planning to fight to the end?"

Zhang Lingjun directly picked up the dagger and stabbed it hard into his thigh. Poof, blood flowed out and penetrated the tied clothes.

Then he raised his voice slightly and continued to ask: "What's your name?"

Flying Squirrel in white remained silent, his expression only changed the moment the dagger was inserted, and then returned to expressionless.

Zhang Lingjun turned the dagger.

The flying squirrel in white gritted his teeth and sweated slightly on his forehead, but he remained silent and said nothing.

Zhang Lingjun couldn't help but frown.

Violent intimidation interrogation, a method that breaks the spirit of the interrogator and makes the target confess honestly, seems to be ineffective at the moment.

Isn’t violence enough?

Thinking back to the two previous fights, the flying squirrel in white didn't feel much pain or fear even if he was shot. These body structures are different from normal people. They have evolved to be more powerful and have stronger vitality. Their ability to withstand injuries is compared to normal people.

It also needs to be stronger.

In addition to being painful, a stabbing may be just a routine minor injury that you don’t need to worry about too much. It is equivalent to cutting vegetables or sewing clothes with a needle for ordinary people. It will not cause pain and pain like ordinary people.

The fear of approaching death is superimposed.

However, he increased the intensity and further tested his mental and physical limits, but he couldn't grasp the scale well, and he was worried that he would be killed if he did.

Or you can try to use simple painful torture to finally pry his mouth open.

Zhang Lingjun, who often suffers from headaches and often goes to the hospital because of his headaches, knows that no one can withstand the torture caused by pain. As long as the pain is enough, everyone will speak. This is a feeling more unbearable than death.

The problem is that he is not a person who is proficient in this craft. He does not understand the techniques in this field. Torturing people also requires skills. His understanding of this field is from TV, books, tiger stools, and pepper water, but this also requires tools.

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In other words, regardless of these skills and techniques, Zhang Lingjun is not ruthless when it comes to thinking, but he also has the above problems. He cannot master the strength well, and without the guidance of the summarized techniques, he may accidentally kill someone.

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Thinking about it... Zhang Lingjun couldn't help but wonder what all this shit was about.

I couldn't help cursing secretly in my mind. At first I was worried that this guy had too much vitality and would never die. I thought about how to kill him, but after finally catching him, I was worried that this guy would die without any explanation.
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No matter how annoying it is.

We still have to find a way.

What other methods are there besides these?

Zhang Lingjun recalled the criminal investigation TV series and related novels he had watched - as an ordinary normal person, this was the only source of relevant professional knowledge, and then thought that maybe he could try to break his heart through the flaws in his heart. Compared with violence,

This kind of forcible defeat of mental defense through external force is a method of opening the door through skills and keys. It is also more difficult to resist and more effective.

The question is what is the flaw in his heart?

His ability?

Zhang Lingjun imitated the appearance of those perverted interrogators seen in movies, smiled, and forced out the most kind and sweet smile.

"Since you don't want to speak or speak, what's the point of having this mouth and mouth? I think it's better to throw it away."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to pinch the white-clothed Flying Squirrel's face, and forced it toward him. Then he held a dagger in his other hand and stuffed the blade into his lips.

The tip of the knife opened the thin lips, revealing the sharp and long teeth that bite together ferociously, as well as the gums connected to the roots.

The blade of the knife tapped and scratched the longest tiger tooth, "It's such a good tooth. If you don't want to talk about it, don't talk about it. Just pull it out and make it into a gold-touching talisman.

"In the past few years, I have known several authentic gold-touching captains in order to archeologically uncover some historical facts.

"These guys are very superstitious about amulets based on the logic of mysticism."

Yang Mu echoed from the side: "It's better to pull out the tooth, it will be more secure. He ran away and screamed to attract mice before, and he also has the so-called mantra ability. It is really dangerous to leave this mouth. We don't know when
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