Dominate the Country

The night wiped out the last ray of the setting sun, and the dark night slowly fell like a velvet curtain in a theater. When people are quiet at night, 99% of the land in the Eastern Hemisphere has fallen asleep.

But Nanjing is the only other one.

Although the city of Nanjing at night is far less brightly lit than the metropolises of the 21st century, Nanjing at this time is definitely the closest thing to a city that never sleeps on the planet.

The sky is full of fireworks and fireworks.

Along the Qinhuai River, a bright moon is shining in the sky, and tourists are surrounded by feasting and feasting.

The ancients still wrote it well: Ten miles away from the Qinhuai River, the lights are bright, the towers and pavilions surround the river embankment; the music and songs are rich in wine, and the red birds are filled with wine; the ancient books and treasures are full of black clothes.

The sky never turns dark in the east, and there are all kinds of strange things, and a river of spring water flows eastward. This is Nanjing today, and this is the capital of China, the most powerful overlord on earth today.

But even in this wonderful city of Nanjing, there are joys and sorrows, joys and sorrows. While countless people were singing and laughing, Liu Chengshan had not slept for two days because he had finally caught a clue and could not sleep. This was his last hope to find out that cunning mouse.

After taking a sip of the bitter and grin-making strong tea, Liu Chengshan opened his bloodshot eyes and looked fiercely at Fan Pinjun's back in the glass window. If he hadn't accidentally caught this guy at the dock, this kid would have They have already taken a boat to Siam in Xiaguan. And more importantly, a deeply hidden clue disappeared.

Although Fan Pinjun didn't have a big criminal record, that was just because there was no evidence. On the Beijing Police Department's blacklist, this guy was related to several groups of shooting cases. In his early years, he worked in an arsenal, but he was kicked out of the arsenal because his hands and feet were unclean, his diplomatic work was lazy, and he repeatedly refused to correct his mistakes. From then on, Fan Pinjun was always eating and waiting to die on the surface, but only those who have money can have such capital. If they don't have money, they are not just hanging around and waiting to die, but poor and begging. There have been several shooting incidents in Nanjing in the past few years. The police department had long suspected that he was secretly making illegal weapons, but because there was no evidence, there was nothing they could do to him.

Who knew that this time Fan Pinjun would suddenly no longer live at home. He would not sell any of the house or furniture, and he was about to leave Nanjing. The ID card he used to buy tickets at the pier belonged to someone else. When he left Nanjing and boarded the pier to board the ship, he even disguised himself. However, his disguise was not good enough and the police at the pier noticed something was wrong at a glance. He stepped into the detention room, took off his hat, torn off his beard, and then washed his face. This was not Fan Pinjun.

It was not unusual for Fan Pinjun to run away, but it was wrong for him to run away in such a disguise, and a full thirty to forty thousand Chinese dollars in cash, gold bars, bearer bonds, etc. were found in the suitcase. The people from the police station followed Fan Pinjun's whereabouts and 'found' the monkey, who they thought had left long ago. But when they followed the clues to find the monkey, they were shocked to find that the monkey had left Nanjing a few days ago, and even his family members Can't be found.

Fan Pinjun himself was immediately sent to the office building of the Beijing Police Station, and Liu Chengshan took charge personally. It has been a day and a half, or to be more precise, a night and a day, and Fan Pinjun has not spoken yet. Liu Chengshan has not slept for two days and one night since the day before yesterday, which shows that he attaches great importance to Fan Pinjun.

"Sir, in my opinion it's better to fight. The fatigue interrogation won't work. You hand him over to me. Before the sun rises tomorrow, I will tell him to speak." said the director of the Criminal Investigation Division of the Nanjing Police Station with a slender face. .

Liu Chengshan remained silent. Fan Pinjun's current external value has been discovered to some extent, and the only thing left is for him to speak up and explain the real value. At this moment, Fan Pinjun's voice was heard in the room again: "Sir, I am not Hou Liang's father. How do I know what Hou Liang is hiding in the city and what he is doing now. Sir, I abide by the law. Citizens, just let me go and let me sleep for a while.”

Fan Pinjun still gritted his teeth and refused to let go.

"This bastard, he is asking for trouble." Liu Chengshan clenched his fist tightly. If he could, he just wanted to punch Fan Pinjun's mouth to pieces, "Take it to the next door."

Liu Chengshan didn't have time to waste time with him, his patience had been exhausted. Since you don’t want to eat the toast, then just go and drink the fine wine.

He didn't catch any valuable clues about the monkey's existence and escape, so he relied entirely on Fan Pinjun.

The interrogation room next door was ready. The people around Liu Chengshan said hello to the room. Two police officers standing in the corner who had long since run out of patience stepped forward to unshackle Fan Pinjun, and then punched him to silence him. It hit Fan Pinjun's stomach and knocked back all the words Fan Pinjun had just opened his mouth to say.

Fan Pinjun was completely dragged and thrown onto the wooden frame in the interrogation room next door. The relevant personnel very skillfully nailed his whole body to the cross like Jesus did. Yes, nailed, not tied. He took off his cotton-padded clothes and trousers, and stuffed two walnuts into his mouth.

This was not to prevent Fan Pinjun from biting his tongue to commit suicide, but to prevent him from unconsciously biting off his tongue while being tortured. The intention is completely different.

The palms of Fan Pinjun's hands were directly penetrated by iron nails and nailed to the wood, and blood was already flowing down from them drop by drop. Fan Pinjun's screams could not make the people around him feel any sympathy.

Liu Chengshan's face showed a trace of pleasure in resolving his hatred.

Fan Pinjun screamed miserably, but the two interrogators in front of him turned up the flames of the stove without saying a word, and the other person held a gourd and ladle and stirred a bucket of water vigorously. Next to it was a leather whip woven with iron wire, and the gourd was filled with half a scoop of white salt.

Let’s call the first interrogator A. This man who was fiddling with the stove silently dropped the tongs and at the same time pulled out a soldering iron from the stove. It was half a palm-sized piece of iron connected to a thin piece of iron. Article A took the soldering iron and pressed it directly on Fan Pinjun's belly.

"ah……"

Fan Pinjun's whole body was twisting violently like a fish thrown ashore. Because of the walnuts in his mouth, he didn't shout very loudly, but the whimpering sound was definitely a painful scream coming from his throat.

Interrogator B had already mixed the water and salt, and soaked the whip in the salt water. When the power of the soldering iron was over, Interrogator B walked up to Fan Pinjun with the whip, and swung the whip, lashing him from time to time. Soak the whip in salt water.

After thirty blows, Fan Pinjun's upper body was completely bruised by the whip.

The director of the Criminal Investigation Division of the Nanjing Police Station is named Miao Kui. He then opened the door and walked in. A and B also stopped. Before entering the interrogation room, Fan Pinjun, who looked polite and polite, has now completely changed. There were blood marks from the whip, and the shirt on his upper body was also torn to pieces by the whip, and the blood almost dyed his chest completely red. His whole body seemed to be fished out of the water. The tips of his hair and cheeks were wet with sweat from the pain of being tortured or tears from being tortured.

Miao Kui walked up to Fan Pinjun and said, "Scholar Fan, tell me, where did the monkey go? What have you done in this short period of time."

Fan Pinjun knew very well that if what he had done was exposed, his life would probably be lost. His small eyes stared blankly at Miao Kui for a long time without saying a word.

Then Miao Kui sat back at the desk in the interrogation room, "The beating is still not enough. Do you feel that if you confess, your life will be lost?" Hou Liang had a sniper rifle in his hand. This news from the police station Li also knew. Hou Liang had disappeared for several months before. The Nanjing Police Department thought that this guy had hidden away early, but now it seems that Hou Liang had not hidden away before, but was hiding in Nanjing.

"Listen to me, there are different ways to die. Do you want a happy death, or do you want to die?"

Fan Pinjun still bowed his head and said nothing.

Miao Kui sneered. In all the years he has been a policeman, there is not a single criminal who has fallen into his hands without opening his mouth.

Whips, soldering irons, inserting bamboo sticks and removing fingernails are all common methods. The torture and waterboarding are the real tortures.

The former only hurts the body, but the latter affects the mind. The feeling of suffocation and drowning can destroy a person's consciousness.

They also poured water on and covered the prisoner's nose with a towel so that the prisoner could only open his mouth. Pour basins of cold water in, and the stomach of the tortured person will become like that of a pregnant woman in a short time. Then punch him in the stomach, and streams of water will gush out from the person's mouth, nose, and even private parts.

In addition to water, it can also be salt water, pepper water...

"No one has ever survived three days in the interrogation room without speaking. What we did to you is just the beginning."

Liu Chengshan spoke very gently, but he looked at Fan Pinjun as if he were looking at a piece of rotten meat.

What can Fan Pinjun do? The fatigue interrogation of the previous day and night had brought him to the point of collapse. Now that he had withstood this set of punishments, Fan Pinjun truly understood what it means to live worse than death.

There is a huge difference between dying a clean death and dying through torture.

Fan Pinjun is not a red martyr. Even if the monkey is his biological father, he does not have the strong will and nerves of the martyrs. So he truthfully told what he knew. A sniper rifle, and Lao Liu's name...

Liu Chengshan suppressed his angry nerves and looked at Fan Pinjun who was like rotten meat in front of him. This guy was also pitiful. He was tricked by the monkey and left late.

"Okay, let him rest for a while." Although everyone was very angry that Fan Pinjun, Monkey and the others were involved in the matter, which turned out to be the assassination of His Majesty the Emperor. This was too treasonous. But he also knew that if Fan Pinjun died, it would not be conducive to his future investigations. That old Liu is most likely a pseudonym. Fan Pinjun himself has not joined that organization, but his contact with the monkey has not been broken these days. If you want to find out the mouse, Fan Pinjun's confession is crucial.

Liu Chengshan waved his hand and asked someone to help Fan Pinjun, whose face was covered with tears and sweat, stand up. "Let him rest for a few hours and give him something to eat. I need to see his detailed statement before noon tomorrow."

Chen Ming in the palace quickly received the news that the remnants of the Eight Banners were planning to assassinate him, which made him sigh for the ambition of those earth mice.

"They still want to assassinate me, can they reach me?"

During the military parade, it was true that Chen Ming stood on the gate tower and made a public appearance, but why didn't he believe that someone could bring a sniper rifle into the city gate tower within a kilometer distance?

If the assassin wants to ensure the sniper rifle kills as much as possible, he needs to continue to approach the city gate. He is holding a sniper rifle, not a dagger. How blind must the guards on the scene be to let him in? Moreover, the people around the city gate are all people of status, either family members of officials, or representatives of outstanding workers, students, and teachers. Not everyone can just squeeze in.

Therefore, this assassination is nonsense.

However, if the target of this group of rats is transferred to the people, or the purpose is to destroy the festive atmosphere, it will not be beautiful.

But this kind of thing can't make Chen Ming too angry, because you don't want others to do to you what you don't want others to do to you. Similarly, if you have already done it to others, don't blame others for revenge on you.

Chen Han has used so many secret methods under the table in Europe over the years that it would be embarrassing to count them all. Now it is natural for Europeans to turn back and retaliate against China.

However, for Chen Ding, the heir of the empire, this news made him angry uncontrollably.

The emperor may not care, but the emperor's son cares very much. After all, that day is the first day of his official accession to the throne and the opening day of a new era in his life. If this unpleasant thing breaks out, it will not only slap him in the face, but also make his father's closing ceremony less beautiful. Besides, just to show his filial piety, he must be furious when facing this news.

It's not easy to be a son, it's not easy to be a prince, and it's even harder to be a prince of a talented emperor.

Chen Ding must not only be sensible enough in military and political affairs, and never touch what his father doesn't give him; he must also consider the father-son relationship all the time, and consider how to write the word "filial piety".

So Chen Ding immediately issued a strict order to Liu Chengshan, asking him to arrest all the criminals who plotted against the law before sunset on the 20th day of the twelfth lunar month.

This is not an easy thing.

However, Liu Chengshan also believes that after the police's action, the remnants of the Eight Banners will definitely be worried. They didn't know how many clues they had revealed. And did Hou Liang flee, or did he reunite with those scum? Fan Pinjun insisted that Hou Liang had fled, and if Hou Liang really left, or left without telling those Eight Banners scum, those scum would be in a state of confusion and unsure.

The most important point is that Liu Chengshan couldn't catch the mouse before because he didn't have a coordinate. Now Liu Chengshan has a coordinate, Hou Liang. Even if this coordinate is now in a state of disappearance, Liu Chengshan can also catch some traces of the target based on the reactions of the neighbors in Hou Liang's hiding place during this period.

Anyway, compared with the original needle in the haystack, Liu Chengshan and his team are at least looking for a sword in a boat.

Time passed little by little, the New Year was approaching, and students from universities, middle schools and primary schools had already gone on vacation. However, during this winter vacation, many students, especially college students, did not go home immediately, but stayed in Nanjing.

For many people in the entire empire, the New Year's Day in the near future is a very memorable day.

Especially the people in Nanjing, they don't know how much hair Liu Chengshan, Zhou Tiancai, and Gao Shida have lost in worry during this period, they only know that day is coming...