Li Yu looked at Tang Ji with a confused look on his face. He had been present just now, and the other party didn't answer a single question. So you know the answer? What answer do you know? Do you know that you can't find out through interrogation?
The guards standing outside the cell also had the same doubts, and some even thought Tang Ji was crazy.
Tang Ji didn't pay attention to other people's gazes, but said with a smile: "Do you know about torture? It's many times more cruel than them whipping you."
Seeing the disdainful look on the other party's face, Tang Ji continued: "Drip punishment, tie the prisoner to a bench, put a barrel on top of his head, puncture a small hole, and let the water droplets fall drop by drop. Whenever you are sleepy,
When the time comes, the cold water droplets falling on the forehead are like a needle, stimulating every nerve in you; Ling Chi, starting from the feet, it takes a thousand cuts in total, which means that a thousand pieces of meat must be cut before the prisoner is admitted.
Death, and even if you die, your body will be mutilated. In addition, there are dozens of punishments including cooking, draining the intestines, filling with lead... and so on. Of course, death is not terrible, but the most terrifying thing is
The process of death is infinitely prolonged, and I can let you taste it one by one without losing your breath."
After listening to Tang Ji's words, Li Yu, who was standing aside, felt his stomach churn and couldn't help but hold on to the corner and retched.
The guards also felt a chill in their backs and swallowed their saliva one after another. They didn't expect that the innocent-looking pretty boy could be so cruel and ruthless.
The middle-aged man who originally didn't take it seriously seemed to have imagined the scene of himself being tortured. He glared at Tang Ji angrily, his whole face muscles twitching, and he hesitated and hummed something softly at the corner of his mouth.
Tang Ji reached out and took off the rag that blocked the other person's mouth.
"Boy, if you are a man, give me a good time." The middle-aged man almost roared.
Tang Ji shook his head, with a smile on his face, and replied: "Actually, these are not the most terrifying. Brother, imagine if one day, your relatives suddenly find an extra person wearing a red cloth outside their door.
They opened the covered gift with curiosity, only to find that it was your head inside, and in a few days it would be your arms and thighs... Do you think they can bear it? Or let your children know their father.
He is a murderer with heinous crimes, so how can he gain a foothold in this life?"
After listening to these questions, the man obviously became panicked, but he still forced himself to calm down and taunted in a low voice: "You don't even know who I am, and you still want to know about my family? To be honest, I tell you, I
We no longer have any relatives decades ago!”
Tang Ji shrugged his shoulders slightly and said: "I don't know your name, but a lot of things have been analyzed. Male, about forty years old, from Kyoto, there is an elder in the family, a younger one, one or two
He has a child under ten years old and his wife is beautiful."
Immediately, he walked up to the middle-aged man, looked into his eyes, and then held his hand: "You have calluses on your hands, but you are highly skilled in martial arts. I have heard that people who can practice to the top of the world in middle age are either from a certain martial arts class."
A powerful clan, or a famous family. According to your situation, it should be the latter. Combined with your series of actions in previous fights, it is not difficult to know that you should have joined the army."
As he spoke, he had already felt for the other person's arm: "Logically speaking, the muscles of a martial artist should be tight, but yours are so loose, which shows that you have been slacking off during this period. Look at your bulging eye sockets and black bags under your eyes."
, it means that you are used to staying up late, and the only entertainment that can be done at night seems to be brothels and casinos."
"So, the answer has come out. You are from a well-known family. You were successful in the army, but for some unknown reason, you were expelled from the military camp. The whole family followed you to endure hardships. Later, you found out that you can make money by being a killer.
I made a lot of money, but I accidentally contracted the gambling disease. Therefore, this is also the reason why you have been unwilling to stop. You should know who this person is next to me. Although he was demoted to Huaizhou, he is still a prince.
It shouldn’t be difficult for people to investigate your true identity in Kyoto, so do you still think that what I just said is impossible? Think about whether your family will be frightened to death after receiving your body..."
At this time, the smile on the corner of Tang Ji's mouth made the middle-aged man particularly frightened. Sweat flowed down his forehead, his head kept shaking, his eyes widened, and he murmured: "Impossible.
Impossible, I obviously didn’t say anything..."
Tang Ji stretched out and urged: "The smell here is too strong. You have to take a shower before going out. Please tell me whether you want to or not."
Seeing that the other party made no move, Tang Ji pretended to turn around and leave, raising his voice and shouting: "Give him the punishments I just mentioned one by one. After the person dies, his head will be sent to Kyoto for his wife and children to appreciate."
In an instant, the middle-aged man shouted: "No, no, I... I can say it, but you have to ensure the safety of my wife, children and mother."
Tang Ji turned his head and said, "It depends on how many useful things you can say."
The middle-aged man was quiet for a moment, then let out a long sigh and said, "It's Yang Tianchang, the head of the Yang family. He gave me one thousand taels of silver to buy your life. In April, I led my men to attack you, thinking you were dead.
, I didn’t expect that in July, I suddenly received the news that you were not dead, so I came to Huaizhou again.”
Hearing this, Tang Ji asked doubtfully: "Yang family?"
Is it possible that the original owner’s surname was Yang?
He continued to ask: "Are you sure you didn't kill the wrong person?"
"Of course, I have verified your identity and you are Tang Ji." The middle-aged man's lips have been cracked and his voice has become hoarse.
Knowing that the original owner had the same name as him, Tang Ji breathed out easily and continued to ask: "Then why do you want to kill me?"
"I don't know that. We killers only do things for money. It's impossible to ask our employer why." After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he lowered his head tiredly and continued: "I have said everything that needs to be said. I hope you will."
Able to keep promises.”
Tang Ji snorted and said: "I will do what I say, even if you have so many lives on your hands, you will be punished as you deserve!"
After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the cell, intending to find someone to inquire about the situation of the Yang family, but found that the others were still standing there stupidly. He turned to Li Yu and said, "Can you leave? Didn't you just shout that you smell bad?"
?”
Li Yu came to his senses and almost stumbled to the ground. He rushed to Tang Ji excitedly and said, "Tang Ji, you are so awesome. How...how did you do this?"
Several guards also recovered their thoughts and cast their gaze over, especially Song Xiao, eager to know what kind of magical interrogation method this was.
If you can learn this, you won’t have to work so hard to move your whip anymore!
Tang Ji scratched the back of his head. When he was in college in his previous life, he was very interested in psychology, so he found a lot of books to read. When he had nothing to do, he would secretly go to the next door to listen to the class. He could tell whether the other person was lying by his eyes. He was a psychologist.
Learn what the professor taught him.
Of course, he is only a half-dabbler, and a lot of what he just said was nonsense, but it is obviously a blind cat encountering a dead mouse, and he just happened to poke the opponent's weakness.
Therefore, Tang Ji did not answer Li Yu's question directly, but asked: "Did you go to see Song Yao last night because you broke your appointment?"
"No!" Li Yu's eyes turned up unconsciously.
Tang Ji patted him on the shoulder: "The eyes are the windows to the soul. The mouth can tell lies, but the eyes cannot."
Immediately, he walked straight to the exit of the dungeon. After worrying about it for nearly half a year, he finally found out today. The haze in his heart swept away, he smiled brightly, and murmured: "Then you can concentrate on dealing with the Lin family!"