Beijing, Dongchang Yamen, inside the prison.
Chen Tong blew the tea slowly, blowing away the heat and tea leaves floating on the tea soup, and then took a sip. He only felt that the hot tea soup entered his throat. It was bitter and fragrant, and it was sweet again after entering his throat. The taste was wonderful and endless, and his whole body
It has also become warmer, making the heavy snow that has fallen outside for two consecutive days seem less bitter and cold.
Opposite Chen Tong, there were two men tied to torture instruments. Their white prison uniforms had been stained red with blood. The old blood stains were black, but the fresh blood stains were still bright red. They mixed with each other and matched with the humidity in the prison.
With the smell of rot and mold, this environment is definitely not comfortable.
The disheveled brothers Lin Huaizhang and Lin Huaiyu lowered their heads. If their chests hadn't risen slightly to prove that they were still alive, anyone who looked at them would just think they were two corpses.
Hu Fei stood aside and acted as the executioner himself. The torture was now stopped, while he poured tea for Chen Tong and served Chen Tong carefully.
"It's been almost half a month since I caught you. You've suffered enough in the past ten days. I also come to see you once a day. Why are you still unwilling to speak?"
Chen Tong's plain words did not elicit any reaction from the two brothers Lin Huaizhang and Lin Huaiyu. Hu Fei looked ferocious when he saw this, picked up the whip and hit them with two whips with his backhand.
Hu Fei's method was very skillful. The whip hit the two people's shoulder armor acupuncture points without any bias, which could cause excruciating pain without causing excessive injuries.
Sure enough, the two cracks of the whip were followed by the shrill screams of Lin Huaizhang and Lin Huaiyu.
Lin Huaiyu raised his head, stared at Chen Tong fiercely, and said weakly but extremely viciously: "Is this all you can do!? I'm not happy enough, uncle! Come again!"
The long period of torture made Lin Huaiyu, who had a more unruly temperament, even more paranoid. At this moment, all the emotions and desires in his heart were filled with overwhelming hatred, the hatred to kill all the Jin Yiwei.
Chen Tong raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Lin Huaiyu, and said: "There are plenty of ways to torture people in Dongchang. What you have seen now is just scratching the surface. If I hadn't thought that keeping you here would be of some use, do you think you still have it now?
The opportunity and strength to speak?"
Lin Huaiyu sneered and was about to speak, but a guard in golden clothes came in a hurry, and his words were interrupted by the sound of footsteps.
The Jin Yiwei said something in Chen Tong's ear, and Chen Tong immediately got up and walked out.
After a while, Chen Tong left and returned, accompanied by a young man wearing a soap blue cloth robe and a mink fur cloak.
The young man has an ordinary appearance, and his facial features can only be described as average, but there is a mature flavor as gentle as jade in his eyebrows, which gives people an extremely gentle sense of solidity and security.
The type that makes people feel good.
This person is none other than Zhou Changshou.
As soon as Zhou Changshou entered the prison, he was hit by the pungent and unpleasant smell and frowned.
Chen Tong smiled when he saw this and said: "If Brother Zhou is coming, just send someone to inform you in advance. I will ask someone to pick you up. It's windy and snowy outside. I heard that Brother Zhou is better off if it's cold. Don't catch a cold again. If
If something needs to be brought to trial, can I arrange another place?"
Chapter completed!