Netherworld Investigator Chapter 585: Tragic torture

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"She's... She's..." Brother Yu was still pretending to be stupid with us, deliberately delaying time, so angry that I gritted my teeth and prepared to use the pupil of Hades again on him.

Song Xingchen took out a vial from his arms and threw it to me, saying, "This is the dream powder prepared by my aunt! It is specially used to interrogate enemies who have been trained in torture."

I opened it and grabbed Brother Yu's chin and forced him to inhale. Brother Yu was still stiff at first and smiled: "Brother, what's this for me, isn't it hi?"

"What are you most afraid of!" I asked.

"What am I afraid of..." Brother Yu's eyes suddenly became extremely panic: "Dad, I was wrong, don't scald me with an iron, please."

Song Heting's special Dreaming San is really easier for people to be suggested. Compared with the physical fear created by the pupil of Hades, the psychological fear unearthed from the depth of memory through suggestion is stronger and more unforgettable.

I yelled at Brother Yu while the iron was hot: "Quickly tell where she is, otherwise I will burn you to death with an iron!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh..." Brother Yu desperately screamed like a punished poor child: "Building No. 23 Warehouse on East Road."

I stood up and shouted: "Song Xingchen, I'll call Officer Hou and ask him to come and take care of the aftermath. You stay and guard."

Song Xingchen said: "No, it's too dangerous, I must be with you!"

I know that in terms of my safety, Song Xingchen will not give in. I had to call Officer Hou, briefly explain the situation, and ask him to bring someone over.

Brother Yu was still immersed in the powerful psychological fear caused by the suggestion. Song Xingchen took the scabbard and knocked him on the back of the head, and he passed out into a coma. As for the other one, he had passed out due to pain a long time ago. The kick of Shao Touqiang was too hard, and I saw some viscous fluid leaking out between his legs.

I asked the three girls to wait here for the police to come. Although they were reluctant, they agreed to know that we were going to save people. Song Xingchen actually took out an earthen gun from his arms, handed it over from the traffickers, handed it over to them for self-defense, and told them how to use it.

When I left this building, I found that the first floor can almost be described as "corpse all over the field". There are downed boys everywhere, and there is almost no place to stay. Many people have their feet or hands cut off. , Shocked and passed out due to excessive blood loss.

I asked: "Should you consider changing your weapon to a mace?"

Song Xingchen replied: "I won't use that. I grew up with a sword, and the sword has no eyes."

"Make excuses!"

I gave a bitter smile, and then called Officer Hou to send more ambulances, and prepare more blood bags in the county.

We hurried to No. 23 Jianshe East Road. On the way, Baldouqiang was very anxious, saying Chu Yan's name like a lost soul. When we came to the agricultural product warehouse, we found that the door was unlocked, and Baldouqiang said something. Not to mention, a stride rushed in.

I thought there would be strong cries from a bald head in the warehouse, but there was nothing, there was only a dead silence around it, so quiet.

What's in the warehouse? I didn't dare to look at it. I stood at the door and took a few deep breaths before stepping in.

The smell of blood wafted in the room, and leftover food scraps, wine bottles and cigarette butts were thrown on the ground. It seemed that four or five people had stayed here. Bald Qiang stared at a beam in a daze. There was a cut rope on it, which seemed to have been used to bind someone. There was a pool of water stains on the concrete floor directly below, but it was actually sweat stains, as if Chu Yan had been hung here constantly. Being tortured, cold sweat seeped into this ground.

In addition to sweat, there are spots of blood and some fragments of fluorescent tubes. It seems that what the guy said is true!

The bald head pressed his head madly, and kept saying: "This is not true! This is not true!"

"Calm down, maybe she's still nearby." My heart ached, but I had to comfort him.

The bald head ran towards the back door. There was a large field behind the warehouse. He shouted at there, "Chu Yan...Chu Yan...Where are you?"

We followed out. I noticed the traces of the vehicle passing by. The wheel prints were darker. It seemed that there were four or five people sitting on the vehicle. The bald head was ready to go into the grass and look for it. I said, "Don't look for it. People were taken away!"

So we followed the tire tracks and walked forward, and gradually walked into a wasteland in the suburbs. Hope is slim, our road is almost running, but people must not be able to run cars, they probably have left here far.

As I was thinking about it, a bright light came from ahead. I saw an SUV parked under a locust tree. The people in the car stood by the side of the road to pee and smoke. There were four men in total.

I heard two of them talking--

"Why didn't Brother Yu have heard from him for a long time, shouldn't he be planted?"

"It must be this woman's accomplice! Mom, please change her place and clean her up. You have to pry her mouth open."

The bald head was furious when he heard the words, and rushed up with a roar: "I killed you!"

I couldn't stop it at all, so I had to ask Song Xingchen to help him quickly. Song Xingchen jumped into the grass beside him like a cheetah. The group heard the movement and pulled out the dagger from their waist. Two of them took dirt in their hands. gun. They aimed at the bald head, and before they could shoot, they were hit in the wrist with two stones and the gun fell to the ground.

"Who?"

Song Xingchen suddenly jumped out of the grass beside him, and the Tang knife in his hand slashed frantically, and knocked over three people in an instant. I was afraid that he would kill all of them. I ran and shouted: "Keep alive !"

When I approached, I realized that his knife was not out of its sheath.

When Bald and I rushed to the front of the car, the four human traffickers were all placed on the ground, moaning. Bald Qiang couldn't care about anything at this time, rushed to the car door, and took a sack from the back seat. Inside the sack was the thin body of a girl, soaked with blood.

He stretched out his hand to lift, I shouted: "Don't!"

This may be a method used by traffickers to torture Chu Yan, cutting her skin all over her body, then wrapping her in a sack, and tearing it hard will pull the skin off.

The bald head forced his arms around the sack and kept shouting: "Chu Yan, are you still alive? Are you still alive?"

The sack moved slightly, and seeing the little girl being tortured by the scum, I felt like a knife, called Officer Hou, asked him to send an ambulance, and sent him the location. .

Before the ambulance rushed to the ambulance, the bald head forced her arms around Chu Yan and kept talking, I went to interrogate those people. One of them is a cadre from Old Yuanshan, and the remaining three are younger brothers. They received an order from their superiors that someone was making trouble recently, so they used eyeliners everywhere to find Chu Yan. Of course, they didn’t know Chu Yan’s true identity. During the torture, Chu Yan did not reveal a word.

I used Lumengsan to force the guy named Kai Kai, who was their superior, Kai Kai said that he didn't know the superior's name, but only knew that the nickname was Sun Monkey.