Zhou Dongtian took the interrogation record, and it revealed a lot, and the information was quite rich. But the key point, where is the real account book of Zheng Qiu Fu, the umbrella shop Xiao Hu did not reveal it.
"Where are the account books of the villages you are responsible for?" the person in charge of the interrogation shouted at the top of his lungs.
"It's all in the hands of Mr. Ba, no, Chen Minggang," Xiao Hu shook his head in pain, "The account books must be handed over."
"It seems I need to add some more ingredients to you——"
"No, I really said everything," Xiao Hu struggled in vain on the chair, tears streaming down his face. He looked like he had been tortured and lost his will. After 24 hours of continuous wheel fighting, he had reached the point of collapse.
edge.
"Okay," Zhou Dongtian shook his hand and looked at the sluggish and crying guy, "Tell me, how can I pay it?"
"As soon as the affairs of each village were completed, Master Ba sent someone to take back the account books from the children's hands." Xiao Hu sobbed, "Chen Minggang looked at the account books very closely and did not allow us to keep them privately."
"Where's the collection book he gave you?"
"It's the same thing. When a village is finished, it must be taken back."
"If someone owes money, why should they take it back?"
"Yes, no matter how many people are in arrears, they must be taken back." Xiao Hu said feebly, "Master Ba is the one who takes back the Liang Chuan booklet every day."
"Isn't Liang Chuan's diary in the household?"
"That's a fake book. Some people can't get it even after paying for it, and some people can get it even if they don't pay... The real book is in his own hands."
"So that's it!" Zhou Dongtian thought that if he could get this book, many people in the county would be caught for taking grain strings to evade taxes. With this, he can punish anyone he wants, and he will be punished.
It must be fair and square - what is being recovered is the Ming Dynasty's imperial grain national tax.
"Say quickly! What other yin and yang accounts does he have in his hands?"
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Zhou Dongtian repeatedly asked many questions, some of which he had confessed to before. He cross-examined them in this way to see if there were any inconsistencies in the details of the confession.
In the end, he thought that there was nothing left to squeeze out of Xiao Hu, so he took care of him and took him down.
"Do you want to interrogate Chen Minggang?"
"Not yet, we need to kill this group of people first." Zhou Dongtian shook his head and said. The "struggle meeting" is almost ready.
Du Wen will always participate in anything related to "struggle", and this time is no exception. Although she is not in the leadership group, she has done a lot of preparations and tricks for the struggle meeting as an uninvited "advisor"
.
Mobilizing the masses extensively through liaison officers - this is not difficult at all. Ordinary people hate the misdeeds of subordinate officials. Originally, they could only humble themselves and let them humiliate and extort. Now they can suddenly retaliate openly and openly, and the public is suddenly furious.
.Not long after, more than 200 people were organized from all villages in the county. Du Wen followed the instructions and focused on finding people with high "hate value" to participate. Those with blood debts were the best.
Of course, among the "masses" there is also the indigenous propaganda and performance artist Goubuli. He participated in this struggle meeting as a person who was forced to have his family destroyed by "Feisha". Of course, because many people in the county recognized him, Goubuli
This time, Li could not openly narrate his tragic history, so he had no choice but to mingle with the crowd and agitate.
He was not fighting alone, there were about thirty interns who would work in the propaganda department in the future. The meeting was specially used to build momentum. According to the prior agreement, he applauded and applauded according to the code given by Du Wen.
Roar or shout designated lines. This group of people is the first batch of students in the propaganda and agitation short-term training class. The propaganda department regards this struggle meeting as a rare internship opportunity.
The struggle meeting on the second day was very successful. Under the encouragement of Du Wen and the indigenous propagandists mixed in the crowd, the crowd was quickly aroused, and new and old hatreds burst out. Under the guidance of Gou Bri,
A group of people rushed to the stage and kicked and punched them, killing seven or eight subordinate officials on the spot. The remaining people were all injured and lost their minds. For the subordinate officials, the scene on the performance field was commonplace, even if they were
Even being beheaded will not make them move.
But this mass violence was so terrifying. Hundreds of people, men and women, old and young, rushed forward with gnashing teeth, punched, kicked, and bitten, tearing human limbs and flesh from their bodies alive...
Group learning began in an atmosphere of terror. Participants were required to carry out "self-anatomy" and "revealing" activities. They not only had to talk about their own problems, but also the problems of others. In addition to the members of the study class, the participants were fortunate enough to
The subordinate staff temporarily retained in the county government also take turns participating in "study" activities every day
Du Wen hinted at the study meeting that whoever exposes and confesses more and goes deeper, may survive, otherwise he will be dragged to the struggle meeting and be beaten. So in the next few days, the study class was filled with people
There was an atmosphere of conspiracy and betrayal. For a while, everyone in the class was panicked and everyone was in danger. Soon, Zhou Dongtian was filled with exposing materials and "confessions". Not to mention things that had happened in the past, even things that didn't exist were fabricated.
Many came out.
A week later, the subordinates who were chatting among themselves in the study class had stopped talking to each other. Many people tried hard to show their strong desire to "renew their lives". The interrogation of the time-travelers also became
I was very cooperative, not only answering questions, but also proactively providing a lot of useful materials.
But no one still knows the whereabouts of the fish scale book and the grain collection account book - "Chen Minggang collected these things personally", all the grain dealers answered in unison.
Still couldn't get anything from Chen Minggang. Since he was taken into the study class, he has not talked to his subordinates again. He looked like Xu Shu entering Cao's camp. Zhou Dongtian asked his subordinates to interrogate him once, but there was no
As a result, he turned a blind eye to the threat of being "struggled" at the struggle meeting - Chen Minggang knew very well what the Crossing Group wanted, and would never kill himself before getting it. He relied on this capital to protect himself and
To save my family’s life, I still have to save some capital for the future.”
That night, Zhou Dongtian finally interrogated him in person. Chen Minggang's attitude was still stubborn, and he also ignored Zhou Dongtian's cross-examination. After a long while, he uttered a few words:
"The small ones have the fish scale book, and the small ones also have the accounts of the grain collection." Chen Minggang looked at him sideways, "It's just that this is the rice bowl for the small ones to eat. If it is given to others, the small ones will have no way of living.
?Please forgive me, sir!"
"Why, you have no way of living, and you don't want to think about your wife and son's way of living?" Zhou Dongtian said, noticing that his eyelids trembled, "Where is Qiuhong?"
"What are you going to do with them?" He saw with satisfaction that Zhou Dongtian's expression became tense.
"It depends on your cooperation." Zhou Dongtian blew out a smoke ring, "What we want is very simple. If you have it, take it out."
"What happens after you take it out?"
Something was going on, and Zhou Dongtian knew that he was preparing to negotiate terms with himself.
"Okay, I guarantee the personal safety of you and your whole family, including Qiu Hong. I also promise not to let go of your past - speaking of which, your eldest son is also very famous in the county - and that your family members will not be sent away.
Go to the labor camp."
"anything else?"
"No more." Zhou Dongtian replied simply. In this time and space, he has almost unlimited control rights and does not need to play tricks of frankness and leniency to trick people into confessing.
"I'm sorry, but I obey!" Chen Minggang said.
It seemed that this old boy was really prepared to fight to the death. Zhou Dongtian spit out the butt of his cigarette and glanced at his men.
"Serve Mr. Ba well."
"Yes, Chief!" Several indigenous political security interns have been gearing up for a long time, waiting to use the "Australian torture device." This thing is very mysterious - a small black box with a shaker and two lines extending from it.
, there is a copper clip at each end of the wire.
This mysterious torture device has never been used on humans except for animals such as rabbits when they were studying. Several people were curious about whether it would react on humans. Is it like what Chief Zhou said?
That will make you tremble violently.
Zhou Dongtian was not interested in watching the scene of clamping copper pliers on a man's nipples and certain parts of his lower body. He lit a cigarette, knowing that at this moment several of his apprentices were connecting wires to the hand-cranked telephone. There is no conductive paste in this time and space.
, the effect will be less.
"You are the first Ming Dynasty person to enjoy such treatment." Zhou Dongtian said to himself.
A few minutes later, vague screams came from behind the closed door. Zhou Dongtian thought, don't shake it too much, it will be embarrassing if someone is killed.
After smoking a cigarette, he walked back again. Chen Minggang was tied to the chair naked, his face was covered with sweat, and his body was still shaking.
"Look, this thing is different from the torture tools in the county government." Zhou Dongtian said gently, "You won't die or get hurt. If you are willing, not only will you not die, you will be able to live for many years. There are so many
I can entertain you with this seventeen or eighteen times a day during the year..."
As he spoke, he signaled again, and his men immediately started to shake the phone. Chen Minggang's body suddenly stood up like a fish, stiffened for a few seconds, and then he jumped uncontrollably on the chair. A series of screams echoed.
In the house.
Zhou Dongtian signaled to stop again: "Tell me. Where are the fish scale book and the ledger?"
Chen Minggang pretended to be unconscious at first, but he couldn't hide this from Zhou Dongtian, so he gave him two short electric shocks to force him to "wake up".
"I said, I said." Chen Minggang finally couldn't hold it any longer.
"Okay, don't be anxious, speak slowly." Zhou Dongtian motioned for someone to take notes. An indigenous stenographer came in from next door. She was a young girl. She saw a naked, half-old man slumped on a chair.
, there were several clips and strings hanging on one particular part of his body, and he was immediately shocked. With a clang, the shorthand clips fell to the ground.