Blackstone Code Chapter 442: Awakening
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"Crack!"
A whip dipped in salt water hit a troublemaker. He struggled in pain and twisted his body, but it didn't make any sense.
The whips in the police station are much more powerful than those outside. These whips are specially prepared to deal with some "disobedient" people.
These whips are made from dozens of bullnecks.
Cow neck hides are tougher and more resilient after tanning. These strips are about two to three millimeters wide, with right-angled edges and then tightly woven together.
It is usually necessary to maintain a certain humidity, not too dry, which is easy to crack when dry, and not too wet, and it will become soft if too wet.
There are people in the police station who take care of the whips, and it's worth it.
When a whip hits a person's body, a "#"-shaped mark will be formed where the whip falls, initially swollen, and the entire wound area will swell up.
Then those with visible scar marks will split open during the swelling process, oozing blood, but not much.
These whips will be dipped in salt water before use. At this time, the cracked skin will absorb the surrounding salt water, the wound will be further opened, and the salt water will be poured into it, causing more severe pain.
What's more interesting is that the wound caused by this whip is not big, plus it is soft, it will not directly cause compressive or mechanical damage to the organ, and the salt water can also help to disinfect.
A full day of whipping with this whip will not kill anyone.
It only takes two or three days and a little treatment, and the victim can recover almost and accept the punishment again.
Usually, ten whips would be enough for normal minor issues, but today the guy in the interrogation room has been whipped for more than half an hour.
The police chief was shirtless and his thick chest hair reeked of a disgusting stench.
"Crack!"
He didn't ask questions, he didn't ask who sent him to make trouble at Lynch's recruitment site, and he didn't ask who the others were, and if he had any accomplices.
Judging from the decades of experience of the police chief and these scumbags fighting each other, the more questions they ask before they collapse, the more they help them resist. It's better not to ask anything, just keep fighting, Hit them until they speak up.
It works more than anything, that's the experience of a police chief.
Every time a whip is drawn on his body, the hanged young man will scream in agony. He is like those fish that are waiting to be dissected by the sea, a fish that has left the water.
No matter how hard they struggle when they are hung up, a few adults won't necessarily be able to control them, but when the time comes, they will die of their own accord, just like this young man.
Another whip, with a "snap" sound, the police chief's eyes were gloomy, the muscles on his face stiffened, he glanced angrily at the hanging young man, turned around and soaked the whip in salt water.
Hitting people is also a physical task. Don't think that hitting people is easy. People who have this kind of thinking have basically never fought or beat people.
In fact, hitting someone is very laborious. A normal adult who can hold on for more than three minutes in a fierce confrontation can be said to be a very stamina person.
Many people can't hold it for three minutes.
At this point, the police chief was also a little tired. He took a sip of water from a cup, gasped for a while, and then picked up the whip in silence and whipped it hard.
The first whip after soaking in salt water will be very heavy. The water increases the strength of the whip. The young man screams again. , even with a hint of crying.
The chief of police knows he's about to collapse.
……
A few minutes later, the police chief appeared neatly outside the chief's office. He tugged at the hem of his police uniform and tugged hard to make sure that his clothes were not wrinkled, and then tugged at the armed belt. , which knocked on the door.
After the word "Come in" came from inside, he opened the door cautiously, with a pleasing smile on his face, first glanced at Lynch who was sitting on the side, nodded in greeting, and finally looked to the side Governor of Drago.
"I've explained it, Lord Governor...", he paused, "Mr. Lynch."
At this time, he is not at all reminiscent of the brutal appearance in the interrogation room just now, but I have to say that he is still very capable.
"Sometimes ago, someone contacted some local young people and said it was..." The police chief glanced at Lynch. Although his movements were not large, they were still obvious.
The Governor of Drago saw Tian's action, but did not speak. The police chief immediately understood what the Governor meant, and he was not shy, and then went on to say, "It's what Nagalil needs, isn't it? Foreigners and plunder from foreigners can only rely on the Nagalils themselves to become strong, and they have formed an organization called 'Nagalil Youth Party', which only attracts young people."
There was no change on Governor Drago's face, nor did Lynch's face.
It is normal for social consciousness to trigger a certain kind of stress response when it is forcibly inserted by an external force, but the stress response of these people is slightly more intense and special in nature than other methods that may be milder.
"I don't care about these things, I just want to know who ordered them." Drager just sat there, putting a lot of pressure on the police chief.
The latter nodded again and again, "Yes, yes, the young man said that no one told them, it was just their own initiative."
"The Nagalil al-Shabaab above them gave them some propaganda material with some slogans and doctrinal things on it, and they themselves decided to make trouble at Mr. Lynch's recruiting union..."
The chief of police also thought it was something special, something that had never happened before in this country.
After its power was dismembered, it was handed over to the governors and high priests of each province, not to mention political parties, and even some social groups with social influence did not exist.
Suddenly a al-Shabaab popped up, which was a bit of a surprise.
"...They claim that all this is for the complete awakening of Nagalil. All young people should stand together, otherwise this place will become a paradise for foreigners."
There are some things that the police chief didn't say because some of those words don't fit here.
That young man, or some of the ideas of the Nagalil Al-Shabaab, cannot be said to be completely wrong.
Pretton Firm's control of the entire society and economy has actually pushed the society to the brink of being out of control. If the power is held by a small number of people in the society, others can more or less control some to satisfy them. The wealth needed to live, then this life can continue to live.
But it's not possible now. The money is in the hands of foreign businessmen and those in power in their own countries. They have divided up the natural dividends of society and left nothing for ordinary people.
In fact, as long as you go deeper into some remote places, you can feel the desperation of this society, the poor people who are dying in the slums outside the city, and the poor homeless people in the streets and alleys.
All of this is already announcing that something has to change, whether it's the ruling class of society, or the structure of society as a whole.
The emergence of the Al-Shabaab is a kind of awakening, a kind of young people who are full of anger from the bottom of the society and grow up in the new era. It is the awakening of these people.
The targets of their accusations are only two kinds of people, one is a powerful person, such as the Governor, and the other is a rich person, such as Mr. Lynch.
So the chief of police won't say these words, and they can only make fun of themselves when they say them.
The police chief lowered his head and said nothing more after he had said all he had to say.
Governor Drago glanced at Lynch, as if asking for his opinion.
Lynch just frowned, "Since no one is instructing, let's do it first, but I think it's better to suppress this kind of signs. This is just a group of careerists who may be hiding some mouse thoughts." /
"Alright, keep an eye on these people," Drager said, standing up and leaving the police station with Lynch.
While sitting in the car, Governor Drago seemed to be talking to himself and softly as if asking Lynch, "This has never happened before..."
He's referring to the fact that some people are united. In the past, power and religion controlled people well. People believed what those religions said. Even if they were treated unfairly, they would not come forward.
Now suddenly a Nagalil al-Shabaab pops up, and Drago feels caught off guard, as if everything is gradually getting out of control.
Lynch sat next to him, looked out the window at the people who were driven to the side of the road by the police, looked at the complicated expressions on their faces, and shook his head slightly.
"Have you ever played sand castles, Mr. Drager."
Mr. Drager is Lynch's new name for the Governor of Drager. On the one hand, they are "partners". Several Governors of Nagalil have joined the joint development company~IndoMTL.com~ also There are some in the process of joining.
Secondly, he is a federal citizen and Lynch's private partner, so Lynch uses "Mr." to address him in a more civilized way.
Governor Drago nodded, "If you mean the kind of sandcastle on the beach, yes, I played, what's wrong?"
Building sand castles on the beach is one of the favorite games of many people living by the sea when they were children. Wet sand is magically malleable, and many people like to do something with it, although many are not.
"I've played it too, and I was even obsessed with it for a while...", he said and smiled, seeming to sigh at the simple joys of childhood, "I've always been not pretty, not like some grown-ups. People do it so beautifully."
"I thought when I grew up, I would be able to make a beautiful sandcastle like they did, but when I grew up, I realized that I still couldn't do it."
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