NABC Chapter 59 Waterboarding Expert Exchange Meeting
Chapter 59 Waterboarding Expert Exchange Meeting
The handover is complete.
Chen Guozhong thanked Wu Fusheng again and left with his men.
"Walk."
Wu Fusheng gave a shout and, along with He Wenzhan and Song Zijie, drove off to find Kuang Zhili.
The lean man who was supposed to silence Tian Susu was handed over to him; it's unclear whether he's gotten anything out of him.
Outside the interrogation room.
Two men stood guard at the door.
When they saw Wu Fusheng leading his men over, they immediately straightened their backs and greeted him, "Wu Sir."
Wu Fusheng is now quite famous in their area.
Everyone knows that.
The success of the Chung Shun Yi criminal gang case is entirely thanks to Inspector Ng.
"Um."
Wu Fusheng looked toward the interrogation room.
Through the door, you could hear the groans of the prisoners struggling inside, along with the sound of running water.
"Cough cough..."
The waiter cleared his throat, raised his hand to knock on the door and announce, "Kwong Sir, Wu Sir is here."
"Enter."
The waiter immediately opened the door and stepped aside to make way.
Wu Fusheng went inside and closed the door behind him.
He stood by the window, watching with great interest as the law professor used waterboarding techniques.
Kwong Chi-lap, wearing rubber gloves, operated the equipment with a blank expression.
He focused intently on washing the face of the criminal, Lan Du Kun, who was trying to silence Tian Susu.
The gambling idiot struggled violently, groaning in pain, triggering a strong vomiting reflex.
As the white cloth was unveiled.
The suffocating feeling in the gambling gambler Kun was relieved, and he gasped for breath, greedily inhaling the air.
"Nobody ordered me to do this, nobody!"
He shook his head in panic, looking at Kuang Zhili with fear in his eyes, "I killed Tian Susu because of my personal feud with her."
obvious.
He has been traumatized by the washing.
Kwong Chi-lap didn't even look at the gambling addict Kun: "In the time it takes to smoke a cigarette, you can breathe more."
He took out a cigarette and handed one to Wu Fusheng: "A gambling addict, and he's got a tough tongue."
I can tell from the sound.
Kwong Chi-lap spoke with a tone full of confidence.
Don't believe that the gambling addict won't open his mouth.
"Inspector Kwong's methods are quite unique."
Wu Fusheng gestured towards the gambling addict Kun with his chin, "What's the opinion on this?"
Kuang Zhili was clearly intrigued, puffing out smoke as he talked at length, recounting everything to Wu Fusheng as if it were his own treasure.
"My unique face-washing method allows water to flow into my mouth and nose, while air is completely expelled from my lungs."
"This creates a real feeling of suffocation, which in turn triggers a strong vomiting reflex and a strong feeling of pressure in the chest."
"Pay attention to your posture: lie flat on an inclined table with your legs higher than your head and your hands and feet restrained."
Wu Fusheng nodded thoughtfully.
This method exerts a sense of oppression not only on a physiological level but also on a psychological level.
It causes uncontrollable panic and fear, an experience more terrifying than death.
Give me some more time.
Kwong Chi-lap stubbed out his cigarette, put his gloves back on, and walked toward Gambler Kwan.
in the room.
Once again, the painful struggles and groans of the gambling addict Kun could be heard.
only.
Things didn't go as smoothly as Kwong Chi-lap had imagined.
The gambling addict, Kun, was already gushing yellow water, but he still shook his head to indicate that no one had instructed him to do it.
He insisted that he slit Tian Susu's throat because of a personal grudge.
Kwong Chi-lap frowned, his eyes behind his glasses fixed sharply on the gambling tycoon, Kun.
Even with this, you still won't budge?!
Doorway.
He Wenzhan pushed open the door and brought in the Xuan paper that Wu Fusheng had requested.
Wu Fusheng walked over to Kuang Zhili, looked down at the gambling tycoon Kun, and said, "Gambling tycoon Kun, let's try a different game."
He took a piece of Xuan paper and wet it in a bucket of water.
Kuang Zhili raised an eyebrow, watching Wu Fusheng's actions.
He crossed his arms and stepped aside, showing interest.
"Suffocation isn't fun enough? How about trying to suffocate to death?"
Wu Fusheng held the damp Xuan paper and looked at the gambling bastard Kun with a smile, "I'll give you ten seconds to adjust your breathing."
Looking at the smile on Wu Fusheng's face, Lan Du Kun felt a chill run down his spine.
He struggled fiercely, shouting, "What do you want to do? What do you want to do!"
Wu Fusheng held the damp Xuan paper in both hands. "Struggling, too, counts as time!"
"Time's up!"
Wu Fusheng took a damp sheet of Xuan paper and covered it with the face of the gambling bastard Kun.
A sheet of Xuan paper is very thin; when it's covered, even a gambling addict like Lan Du Kun can still breathe.
He opened his mouth and breathed, and he could blow up the wet Xuan paper.
Wu Fusheng picked up another wet sheet and covered it up again.
Two, three...
As time went on.
As the gambling addict gradually felt suffocated, he found it increasingly difficult to breathe.
His struggles gradually subsided from intense to sluggish.
As Kuang Zhili watched this scene, he narrowed his eyes slightly behind his glasses when looking at Wu Fusheng.
He wanted to stop, but he held back.
"puff!"
Wu Fusheng's fingers tore apart the Xuan paper covering the mouth of the gambling gambler.
"Huffing and puffing!"
The gambling addict Kun was finally free and greedily inhaled the air.
This time.
The feeling of suffocation and pain was now intensified by the shadow of death.
His face was filled with terror. "Please, please don't do this to me! People will die if I tell!"
The statement that "Gambling addict Kun is on the verge of a mental breakdown" reveals a great deal.
Wu Fusheng lifted the Xuan paper off his face, his eyes lowered, "You must have a lot of gambling debts. You must have made a lot of money from this, right?"
"Besides that, there's also the whole family's wealth as collateral?!"
People who frequent clubs like to have a nickname, and the nickname often fits their persona.
Similar to gambling addiction.
Almost everyone who has this nickname is burdened with huge gambling debts.
After hearing Wu Fusheng's words, the expression on Lan Du Kun's face clearly changed.
"You really think you can just stay in jail for a few years and get away with it by sticking to your guns and not saying a word?"
Wu Fusheng said casually, "Don't forget, Lian Haodong isn't dead yet."
"If you were put in a prison, in a cell, I don't know if he would let you go."
Wu Fusheng's words made the gambling addict Kun freeze in shock.
He avoided eye contact with Wu Fusheng.
"This case is far too complicated. I can tell you definitively that you can't handle it."
Wu Fusheng spoke softly, lowering his voice, "Tell me who gave you permission to do this, and I can arrange for people to protect your whole family."
"And I will plead with the judge to make sure you and Lian Haodong are not in the same prison or cell."
Wu Fusheng unleashed a series of psychological attacks.
The gambling addict Kun was completely defenseless.
He asked uncertainly, "You...you're telling the truth?!"
Wu Fusheng flicked the identification badge hanging on his chest with his finger: "Why would a police officer lie to you?"
Gambling addict Kun hesitated briefly, not wanting to suffer any longer: "Tan Cheng!"
"Tan Cheng, manager of Henglian Finance Co., Ltd. (Group)".
"Two months ago, he arranged for me to go and work with Tian Susu, and to be at his command at any time."
"He promised to help me settle my gambling debts of one million and give me an extra 150,000 in salary every month."
Wu Fusheng squinted as he listened.
Judging from his words, the gambling addict Kun should be the nail in the head.
"Were those counterfeit bills all given to Tian Susu by Tan Cheng?"
"yes!"
The gambling addict answered fluently: "They had contacted each other privately several times."
"Tan Cheng wanted to use Tian Susu to expand his position in the company and get to know counterfeit currency clients in Southeast Asia through her."
"After Zhong Xinyi got into trouble, Tan Cheng immediately notified me."
Find an opportunity to get rid of Tian Susu, but don't involve him.