In the mountains and forests, Yan Fenghuo was interrogated endlessly, day or night, at any time.
In just one week, Yan Fenghuo lost a lot of weight, and his eyes were bloodshot from exhaustion.
"Who gave the order to shoot the code-named Eggplant?"
"Why not kill Pala?"
"What on earth did you do in Russia?"
"What is your relationship with Xiao He from the Jewish Consortium?"
"Why are you helping the Cossacks? What is the deal between you?"
"..."
All the unreasonable questions were raised, and several black elite soldiers took turns interrogating Yan Fenghuo in a wheel battle.
There is no doubt that this is the stupidest method, but it is also the most effective method. Regardless of the interrogation day or night, as soon as Yan Fenghuo closes his eyes, a dazzling light will shine on him. Or when he has just fallen into a deep sleep.
, woke him up immediately and asked the same questions repeatedly.
This is a very slow but highly effective interrogation method, far beyond what can be compared with punishment. They want to completely break Yan Fenghuo's spirit and then get what they want. A whole week, a week's worth of energy
The torture is something no one can bear.
No, no one can last for a week. Three days, three days at most. Under the instinctive thirst of the body, the person being interrogated will become mentally broken and confess all the problems. But Yan Fenghuo managed to hold on.
Seven days, even though he is now on the verge of collapse.
Fatigue, sleepiness, despair...all the negative emotions produced by the body gradually tore apart his mental bottom line.
When you need to sleep, you are greeted by incandescent light plus interrogation; when you need to solve physiological problems, you are greeted by incandescent light plus interrogation; when you need to eat and drink, you are greeted by incandescent light plus interrogation.
;When you need to think, you will still be greeted by incandescent lights and interrogation.
Repeat over and over again, if you can still think in this environment, then your mind is absolutely unparalleled.
Under normal circumstances, people in this kind of environment will be immersed in repeated interrogation questions bit by bit, and they will involuntarily think like this: If I confess, I can sleep, if I confess, I will be relaxed...
"Speak! Tell everything you have done!" A black soldier roared in Yan Fenghuo's ear: "If you don't tell, you will never get out of this door; if you don't tell, you will be sent to prison
Go to the military court; if you don't tell, you will be stripped of your qualifications as a soldier; if you don't tell, you are treason!"
The roaring sound went straight into Yan Fenghuo's ears, making him feel dizzy. After the roaring, there was another gentle voice.
"Yan Fenghuo, you are a hero. No one can deny this. You are infinitely loyal to the motherland and the people. Your loyalty has long been integrated with your blood." Another black soldier smiled.
Wen Sheng said: "All your problems are insignificant compared to this loyalty. We just need to find out what is behind these problems and what kind of adverse reactions it will cause, haha. I understand your mood at this time, and
I understand your grievance. If it were me, I would also feel very aggrieved. Remember, you are not being interrogated by us, but are cooperating with our work, that's all."
Two completely different voices and two completely different opinions collided fiercely in Yan Fenghuo's heart, stimulating his brain so much that he didn't even know how to think.
This is cooperation, not interrogation. His loyalty is obvious. All the black soldiers want is cooperation. As long as you cooperate, everything will be over. You will still be Yan Fenghuo and the ace of the Blood Fox...
Yan Fenghuo, whose eyes could no longer move, had the urge to tell everything, but another voice in his mind kept stopping him: This is a trap, this is a trap...
This is indeed a trap. Two different voices gave Yan Fenghuoying a choice. According to the general reaction of normal people, when their minds are confused, they will immediately choose the guidance command given by the second voice in their minds.
Yan Fenghuo is no exception. He really wants to tell everything and affirm his absolute loyalty to the motherland and the people.
But he also knew clearly that this was a trap, a trap created by contacting spiritual protection after weakening the human body's functions.
"I said..." Yan Fenghuo, whose whole body was immobilized by the metal armor, made a weak voice.
Hearing this sentence, the two black soldiers immediately prepared to record: paper and pen, video, and audio recording.
"You..." Yan Fenghuo looked at the black soldier on his right, grinned and said, "Are you married?"
The black sharp soldier was startled for a moment and nodded.
"Well, just get married." Yan Fenghuo's eyes were full of smiles and he said quickly with all his strength: "You shouldn't let your wife stay alone in an empty room. She is very lonely now. She is so lonely that she walks on the street at two o'clock in the morning.
Walking into the construction site, she dedicated herself to the long-term unsatisfied construction workers. Not one, but a group; not forced, but voluntary. Listen, she was moaning comfortably, feeling the strong and powerful impact, but there was still something in her mouth.
Calling your name...hahahaha..."
The black sharp soldier clenched his fists and looked livid.
"And you, your wife walked into the South African Embassy in China. There were all strong black men. Your wife was kneeling on the bed with her butt raised high..."
"Bang!" A fist hit Yan Fenghuo hard on the cheek.
The skin was torn and the flesh was bleeding.
"Hahahaha..." Yan Fenghuo laughed wildly, spit out a mouthful of blood and said loudly: "Do you want to be tortured? Come on, come on, I want to taste what the torture of the black soldiers is like? Hahahaha..."
The fact that he is inferior to his wife and daughter is of no use to Yan Fenghuo. He is a ruffian and has been since he was a child. When he cannot resist, he is very happy to choose to humiliate his wife and daughter. At least this can make him feel happy and make him happy.
The miscellaneous things in front of me are out of control.
"Huh..." The black soldier who punched Yan Fenghuo let out a long breath and took out a tissue to wipe away the blood flowing from Yan Fenghuo's mouth and nose.
"Yan Fenghuo, it's impossible for you to resist like this." The black soldier sighed softly: "Even if you don't say anything, we can still hand you over based on the established facts. If you say it, we can still transfer you based on your
Compare and correct what you say with the established facts. Simply put, it is to your advantage if you answer our questions."
Hearing these words, Yan Fenghuo stuck out his tongue and licked the blood on his lips and said with a smile: "I just said that your wife voluntarily sacrificed her life is an assumption, but it may not be the case. If you can interrogate your wife the way you interrogate me,
, maybe you will know that your wife has actually slept with another man because of WeChat. In this way, you can check your wife’s room opening records, and maybe you will gain something. To put it simply, has your wife slept with someone else?
I don’t know either, but I believe it would be to her benefit if she slept with another man.”
"If you say another word, I will knock out all your teeth." The black paratrooper looked gloomy.
"It's you who asked me to tell you, and it's you who didn't let me tell you. Do you want me to tell you?" Yan Fenghuo grinned happily: "I really don't understand how your heads grow, and you can still do it like this.
Become a black vanguard? You are no longer suitable for interrogation, at least not now. Because my simple words have caused changes in your psychology, and the interrogation conditions that have been finally condensed are completely eliminated as you become angry.
Loss of its supposed function. Destroyed mentally? Sorry, I am a professional, even more professional than you."
The two black soldiers' faces were ashen, because what Yan Fenghuo said was not wrong at all, and the interrogation conditions they had concocted were indeed gone, all because of this guy's vulgar words.
"Don't be angry, just think of me as teaching you a lesson." Yan Fenghuo said proudly: "As people with status like you, the people you interrogate must be people with status, right? They won't talk like me.
, definitely not. But I have to tell you, the more vulgar words are, the more they can arouse the anger in people's hearts, and eventually make the whole person lose control. This is human instinct, the instinct related to self-esteem. Malos' hierarchy of needs
I analyze people too thoroughly. My current physiological needs cannot be met, and my safety needs cannot be met, so I don’t care about social needs. But you are different. You can only meet your physiological needs and safety needs.
Next, what I care about most are social needs, the need to respect and be respected.”
The two black soldiers looked at each other with a wry smile on their faces. This was indeed a lesson Yan Fenghuo taught them. Many people may not care about their own dignity and honor, but they especially care about the honor and disgrace of those around them. Because the honor and disgrace of those around them is
It is most directly related to one's own dignity, and is even more difficult to accept than one's own humiliation. Because with this extra layer of human dignity, the damage to one's self-esteem will be aggravated. In addition, there is an unfaceable crisis of trust.
Because you failed to protect the people around you, you will feel guilty when your trust is in crisis.
This is the most basic human emotion, and Yan Fenghuo, the ruffian, is very good at grasping this.
"Dingling bell..."
The phone rang, and a black guard picked up the phone to listen, then answered yes and put down the phone.
"Transfer." The black guard said to his companion with a serious look on his face.
Another black soldier immediately packed up the documents on the table and called others to take Yan Fenghuo out.
"Hahahahaha..." Yan Fenghuo, who was taken out, laughed loudly and shouted a song: "We people, we are so happy today... Wrong, it should be: handjob, handjob, basketful of paper
"Who would believe that eternity lasts these days? If there are really a lot of cuckolds, and each person is given one, we might as well just set up a cuckold gang, oh yeah cuckolds... give cuckolds to relatives and friends... give cuckolds to friends..."
Half an hour later, three Warrior vehicles escorted Yan Fenghuo out of the forest and headed towards the transfer destination.
Wearing armor-like shackles, Yan Fenghuo sat in the car obediently, with deep solemnity in his eyes.