Chapter 22 Chapter 12

With a creaking sound, the guard opened the iron gate from the first floor yard of Baishan Pavilion to the second floor yard, and A was brought in. Sun Deliang and Li Shengjin stood at the entrance. Seeing Zhang Haifeng coming in, Sun Deliang took a step forward, politely cupped his fists, and said with a pleasant face, "Deputy Director Zhang! It's a pleasure to meet you!" A stopped and looked at Sun Deliang. Sun Deliang: "Deputy Director Zhang, do you still remember my Sun?" A did not answer. Sun Deliang looked at Li Shengjin on the side, and smiled: "Sure enough, the nobleman has forgotten things! I still remember that was a year ago, right? On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, President Dai invited everyone to a party. I just came to Chongqing not long ago, yes I admire Deputy Director Zhang's literary talents that night! There are not many people who can match up with Director Dai so quickly, ha ha, ha ha ha!"

A coldly: "You are Sun Deliang?" Sun Deliang bowed slightly: "It's my humble servant!" Sun Deliang introduced Li Shengjin sideways: "This... I don't need to introduce you, Chongqing Special Investigation Office, Director Li Shengjin." Li Shengjin cupped his fists: "Meet you again, Deputy Director Zhang." A smiled slightly. Li Shengjin stepped forward: "I came to the Baishan Pavilion this time to visit Deputy Director Zhang. I have heard about Deputy Director Zhang for a long time. You are also a person who rolled over the mountain of knives and swam in the sea of ​​blood. I have served the party-state for nearly 20 years, conscientiously and strictly self-disciplined, why did I get confused for a while? With the knowledge and courage of Deputy Director Zhang, as long as the mistakes can be corrected, the party-state will still use them! The party-state has made mistakes The important cadres are always generous and benevolent, aren’t they, Director Sun?”

Sun Deliang smiled apologetically: "Yes, yes!" A smiled: "Director Li loves you." Li Shengjin also smiled and waved.Feng Biao yelled: "Take it away!" A was taken away by several spies. Li Shengjin: "Captain Feng, wait!" Feng Biao: "Yes!" Li Shengjin looked at the back of A going away, and said coldly, "Captain Feng, did you remember what Director Sun explained just now?" Feng Biao nodded quickly: "I understand the humble job." Li Shengjin smiled: "It's good if you understand! Remember, this is not the Bai Mansion and Zhazidong after all, and I am not Xu Pengfei either! To deal with a prisoner like Zhang Haifeng, attacking the heart is the first thing! Red faces and white faces need to be sung just right to be effective."

Feng Biao: "Yes! Yes! Remember Director Li's teachings!" Li Shengjin smiled slightly and waved his hands: "Let's go! Let Zhang Haifeng visit the torture in the Baishan Pavilion first, and don't touch him without my order." Feng Biao: "Yes! Director Li, please rest assured!" Amid the sound of shackles, A was taken by the guards into the interrogation building of the Baishan Pavilion. A looked up, and there was a big wall clock on the opposite wall, and the hour hand was already pointing to 23:45 in the middle of the night. A looked at the wall clock on the wall and couldn't help frowning.

The spy scolded: "Hurry up!" A was led into the interrogation room by the spy.This is an extremely empty room, with a huge brazier lit in the room, surrounded by iron hinges, iron chains, ropes and various other instruments of torture, it is eerie.A prisoner was hanging from the iron frame in the middle of the interrogation room.I saw that the man was covered in bruises all over his body, and he had obviously passed out.There were still a few people hanging on the shelf at the side, and they were all groggy. A carefully observed those people one by one, suddenly, A's eyes froze, and the last person was Liu Mingyi, code-named "kitten".

A and Liu Mingyi exchanged glances, did not stay any longer, and immediately looked elsewhere. Feng Biao: "Deputy Director Zhang, please sit down!" Feng Biao turned around: "Show Deputy Director Zhang a seat!" Lao Tu next to him hurriedly moved a chair: "Deputy Director Zhang, please!" A looked at Lao Tu coldly: "No need, I'm fine standing up!" Feng Biao laughed: "Okay, Old Tu, let's go on, let's Deputy Director Zhang take a good look around!" Old Tu: "Yes!" Feng Biao: "What's the name of that die-hard Communist Party? By the way, Chen Wenhai, have you recruited?"

Old Tu: "Not yet, his mouth is very hard!" Feng Biao smiled: "Hard? In the Baishan Pavilion, no one's mouth can be hard forever! Continue!" Old Tu: "Yes!" Lao Tu stepped forward, walked up to the unconscious prisoner, waved his hand, and poured a basin of cold water on Chen Wenhai's face.Shocked by the cold water, Chen Wenhai shook his head and regained consciousness. Chen Wenhai: "Happy, happy!" Lao Tu grabbed Chen Wenhai's hair: "His grandma, can't you see that you are a white-faced scholar, and you still have a hard mouth?"

Chen Wenhai laughed loudly: "Tough mouth? My bones are even tougher! Being a member of the Communist Party is nothing to be afraid of death! What else is there to enjoy, just use it, grandpa, I am not satisfied yet!" Old Tu sneered: "Hmph! Do you want to try all the seventy-two dishes in Baishan Restaurant?" Chen Wenhai: "Hey! Seventy-two dishes? Less! Grandpa, I have a big appetite! One hundred and seventy-two dishes, do you have any?" Old Tu got angry: "It's his grandma's, call me!" Lao Tu directed everyone to continue the execution.A huge clip was clamped on Chen Wenhai's head, with wires attached to the back. As soon as a special agent closed the knife, Chen Wenhai groaned and rolled his eyes.

The secret agent opened the knife, white smoke billowed from Chen Wenhai's head, and he passed out again. Feng Biao looked back at A and smiled triumphantly. A covered his mouth, coughed uncontrollably, and the cough stopped a bit, A raised his hand, and there was blood on his hand, A's brows suddenly tightened.Looking up at the big wall clock on the wall, the hour hand has pointed to 23:50. A knows that it is only the last 10 minutes before he is going to spit out the wax pills.The conversation between him and Boss Wang in the secret room resounded vaguely...Boss Wang looked at Zhang Haifeng and asked, "Comrade Haifeng, after swallowing the wax pill, how long can you persist at most?"

A: "16 hours! Within 16 hours, the wax pills must be spit out!" Boss Wang: "If not? What should I do?" A looked very calm: "The wax pellets will fall into the stomach, and the three iron stays on top will cause massive bleeding!" Boss Wang: "And then?" A looked at Boss Wang quietly and did not answer. Boss Wang shouted: "Comrade Haifeng, you are betting your life!" Feng Biao's voice interrupted A's memory. "Deputy Director Zhang, how is it? How does the criminal law of the Baishan Pavilion compare with that of the Zhazidong and the Bai Mansion?"

A looked up at Feng Biao, and coughed uncontrollably again.Feng Biao was still chattering, but A couldn't hear anything at this time. A knew that he was only a few minutes away from the last moment of the wax pill, and the wax pill swallowed into his esophagus was already crumbling. Once the wax pill fell into his stomach, it would cause heavy stomach bleeding. It will be exposed, and the consequences will be unimaginable. At this moment, A knew that he could not find a chance to spit out the wax pill in just a few minutes, so he had the last emergency method, that is to suffer a heavy blow to the chest, and only under the heavy blow can the inside of the wax pill be shaken away. The last trick is to hang the wax pellets firmly on the wall of the esophagus. A thought of this and made up his mind. He looked at Feng Biao and sneered, "A small communist party has been interrogated for so long and can't be tried. I think the Baishan Pavilion is nothing more than that." Feng Biao smiled: "But that's it? Okay, come to Lao Tu, continue, let our Deputy Director Zhang take a good look at it!" "Yes!" Old Tu wanted to continue torture. A: "No need! If you have any skills, you should come to me directly! The trick of killing chickens to scare monkeys is too childish!" Old Tu: "Grandma, is your skin itchy? Do you think we dare not hit you?" A smiled: "I have survived the eight-year war of resistance, am I still afraid of you gangsters from the military command?" Old Tu was furious: "His grandma's!" Lao Tu punched A in the chest, A laughed loudly, seeing that Lao Tu's punch was about to hit A in the chest, suddenly, Feng Biao reached out to stop Lao Tu: "I said Lao Tu, be more polite, Our Deputy Director Zhang has delicate skin and tender flesh, but he can't stand your punch!" Old Tu stepped back: "Yes!" Feng Biao looked at A with a smile: "But, since our deputy director Zhang wants to try the craftsmanship of Baishan Pavilion, let's have some appetizers first, isn't it, Lao Tu? Come on, tie me up stand up!" Old Tu: "Yes!" Lao Tu waved his hand, and two agents stepped forward and tied A to the wooden frame.