There is a postmodern dungeon dug from a warehouse. It is unruly outside and technologically capable inside.

The dungeon is divided into detention rooms, interrogation rooms and torture rooms.

Longhe brought Fu Xiqi into the torture room early, but looking at the terrifying torture instruments in the room, Fu Xiqi did not react at all. He was like an old monk who had entered into meditation, exuding a kind of Buddha-nature compassion.

This is the scene that Si Chenshui saw in the surveillance outdoors.

Longhe made a brief report on Fu Xiqi's situation in the past few days. Si Chenshui thought about it and asked Li Qingcang beside him: "The mental expert identified him as schizophrenia?"

"Diagnosis." Li Qingcang said.

"This is the first time I have seen such a quiet paranoia patient." Si Chenshui chuckled, picked up a pot of water on the table and walked into the torture room.

"I heard that you like mental illness the most?" Li Qingcang went out.

Si Chenshui turned around and threw a very tempting look at him: "I am the best at treating patients with obsessive-compulsive disorder. I want to give it a try?"

Li Qingcang closed his mouth and walked over to her with a cold face to open the door of the torture room.

Behind him, Long He originally planned to plead for Fu Rong, who was in the military headquarters because of the alarm. Seeing Li Qingcang's face, he quietly retreated back to the surveillance room and took out his cell phone and called Xuan Wuyi like a thief.

"Third brother, the plan has changed. I didn't find a chance to ask the boss for help. Take care." He quickly hung up the phone.

Xuan Wuyi, who was fighting with the guards outside the confinement room, was stunned on the other end of the phone, and he grabbed a soldier in his hand and threw him away, and he didn't even throw him away.

Who is he? Where is he? What is he going to do?

In the confinement room, Fu Rong heard that there was no movement outside and shouted excitedly: "Brother Third, have you finished the call? Hurry up and help me open the door!"

"Drill it!" Xuan Wu threw away the soldiers in his hand and ran away. At the same time, alarm sounded everywhere, and a team of soldiers carrying live ammunition drove over with great courage...

The torture room is full of various torture instruments, from ancient times to modern times, there are all kinds of iron, wood, machinery and electrical appliances.

Si Chenshui was like visiting a vegetable market. As soon as he entered, he began to study various torture instruments, and from time to time he knocked these torture instruments to the point of thinking.

Li Qingcang followed her and arranged her messed up torture instruments neatly.

Fu Xiqi stood in the middle of the torture room, not bound or forced to confess. Apart from his excessively peaceful mental state, it was no different from usual.

He had been standing here for nearly three hours. When he saw Si Chenshui and the others coming in, he was very different from his previous reaction, so he pretended not to see it.

But gradually, he couldn't stand it anymore.

Around me, Si Chenshui took up every torture instrument and played with it. At the beginning, the old cold equipment was fine, but gradually, he started playing with mechanical equipment.

"Sizizi..." The electric drill hit an iron cage, and the noise seemed to pierce the eardrum.

There was also the sound of the iron chains rotating like bones, the sound of blood rolling, and various sounds spread minute by minute in the torture chamber, soaking into every capillary hole in the body like raindrops.

No one paid attention to Fu Xiqi, he stood there, listening to these voices ringing in his ears again and again, and more and more pictures of these torture instruments being used on him in his mind.

"What do you want?" Fu Xiqi fell to the ground, sweating profusely.

"You can't stand it?" Si Chenshui dragged a wooden chair with a high back for him, "Come and sit down, let's play slowly."

"You will only waste time on me and you can't get anything." Fu Xiqi looked dejected and hurried to the ground without moving.

Li Qingcang pulled Si Chenshui a little apart and looked at the surveillance glass. Longhe outside immediately walked in and helped Fu Xiqi who was spread on the ground.

"Don't touch me...this...this is the 'throne'?" Fu Xiqi's face changed drastically when he saw the wooden chair Longhe wanted to sit on, "I don't want it! Let me go! Let me go!"

"Professor Fu, it's not our business if you are injured in such unnecessary resistance." Long He said as he pushed him on the chair, then pulled up his legs and turned them around, allowing his feet to stand upside down on the chair.

This looks like a very ordinary chair, but there are two round holes above the back of the chair, which are specially used to fix the feet.

The prisoner is tied to a chair and his head is downward, which will be extremely painful, but as long as it is handled properly, there will be no scars.

Fu Xiqi was fixed on the chair by a handstand. When he saw the kettle in Si Chenshui's hand, his face turned pale in an instant: "Don't do anything randomly, if something happens to me, you will be implicated!"

"Professor Fu, come on, let's chat." Si Chenshui sat cross-legged beside him, laughing on his face, his movements were not vague at all, and he picked up the kettle and poured it into his mouth.

The water flowed back into Fu Xiqi's nose and ears, and his mind was about to get water. His mouth could not speak, his nose could not breathe, and his whole face quickly turned purple and red, and his eyes were full of despair.

Can these people play according to the routine? What about the negotiations that were agreed upon?

"Fu Xiqi, I don't have much time left for you." Li Qingcang didn't know when he brought a basket and took the things inside out.

Chili sauce, pepper, vinegar, soy sauce...

"Oh, Chief Li, you are so down-to-earth." Si Chenshui held his hand and touched a bottle of chili sauce and poured it into the kettle...

"I said, I said!" Fu Xiqi's bones were not that hard, and she shouted randomly.

"It's too late." Si Chenshui poured a whole bottle of pepper into it and poured it into Fu Xiqi's mouth.

"Let me die... Cough cough cough..." Fu Xiqi completely doubted life. How could he have such a lunatic? What about whipping? Badge? No matter how bad it is? Is it okay to stab him with a silver needle like last time?

You actually use chili water!

Ten minutes later, Professor Fu Xiqi, who was stimulated by the pepper water, collapsed on the ground, smearing the water on his face with one hand and covering the wound on his legs with the burning pepper water with the other hand, causing everything to be caused.

"Someone wants Si Chenshui to return to the army to continue to undergo training. I just obey orders. Really, I have no grudges and grudges against you, so there is no need to harm you."

Si Chenshui and Li Qingcang had already brought Fu Xiqi to the interrogation room. At this time, he sat in front of Fu Xiqi. When he heard his words, Si Chenshui asked: "How much does this matter have to do with your father?"

"Do you still doubt my dad?" Fu Xiqi, who was tortured to the point of being too difficult, had no energy to act at this time, so the panic in his eyes when he mentioned his father was unconcealed.

This expression will only occur if a child who has been abused by parents for a long time.

"Tell me, he can no longer hurt you." Si Chenshui narrowed his eyes.

"No, you don't know, he is everywhere, I can't escape." Fu Xiqi suddenly became excited and hurried on the interrogation chair and shivered. This didn't look like he was pretending.

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