Chapter 443
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"Pa!"
A whip dipped in salt water whipped a troublemaker. He struggled in pain and twisted his body, but it had no meaning at all.
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 of dozens of cow neck pimps.
After being salted, cow neck leather will be very hard and more tenacious. These leather strips are about two to three millimeters wide, leaving right angle edges, and then tightly woven together.
Usually need to maintain a certain humidity, not too dry, dry easy to crack, but not too wet, too wet will become soft.
There are special people in the police station to look after the whips, which is worth it.
When a whip is pulled on a person, a "#" shaped trace will be formed where the whip falls. At first, it will swell up, and the whole wound area will swell up.
Then the skin with obvious scar marks will crack in the process of swelling and bleed out, but the amount of bleeding is not high.
These whips will be stained with concentrated saline before use. At this time, the cracked skin begins to absorb the surrounding concentrated saline, and the wound will be further torn open. At the same time, the concentrated saline will be poured in, causing more severe pain.
What's more interesting is that the wound caused by this whip is not big. In addition, it is soft and will not directly cause compressive or mechanical damage to organs. Salt water can also help disinfect.
Even if you beat it all day with this whip, you can't beat the dead.
It only takes two or three days and a little treatment, and the victim can recover almost and accept the punishment again.
It's usually a small problem. It's almost like being whipped ten times, but the guy in the interrogation room has been whipped for more than half an hour today.
The chief of the police station, with bare arms and thick chest hair, exuded a disgusting stench. He swung the whip and whipped it down.
"Pa!"
He didn't ask who sent him to make trouble at Lynch's recruitment point, who the others were and whether there were any associates.
Based on the experience of the police chief and these mud dog legs competing with each other for decades, the more questions they ask before they collapse, the more it helps them resist. It's better not to ask anything, but to beat them until they speak up.
It works better than anything. That's the experience of the chief of police.
With every whip on his body, the young man who was hung up would scream. He was like those fish waiting for anatomy on the beach, leaving the water.
No matter how hard they struggle when they are hung up, several adults may not be able to control them, but as long as the time comes, they will automatically die, just like this young man.
It was another whip. "Pa" sound. The police chief's eyes were gloomy and the muscles on his face were stiff. He glanced angrily at the hanging young man and turned to soak the whip in salt water.
Beating people is also a physical work. Don't think it's easy to beat people. People with this idea have basically never fought or beaten people.
In fact, it takes a lot of effort to hit people. A normal adult who can persist in fierce confrontation for more than three minutes can be said to be a very endurance person.
Many people can't hold on for three minutes.
At this time, the police chief was also a little tired. He took a sip of water with a cup, gasped slightly for a while, and then silently picked up the whip and pulled it up.
Every time after soaking the salt water, the first whip will be particularly heavy. The water increases the strength of the whip. The young man screams again. His cry is not as big as it was at the beginning. It is still very hoarse, and even has a trace of crying cavity.
The police chief knew that he was going to collapse.
……
A few minutes later, the chief of the police station appeared outside the chief's office dressed neatly. He pulled the hem of his police uniform and pulled it hard to ensure that there were no wrinkles in his clothes. Then he pulled the armed belt and knocked at the door.
After the word "come in" came from the inside, he carefully pushed the door open, with a flattering smile on his face. He first looked at Lynch sitting on the side, nodded, and finally looked at governor delag next to him.
"Yes, governor..." he paused. "Mr. Lynch."
At this time, he is not reminiscent of the cruelty in the interrogation room just now, but I have to say that he is still very capable.
"Some time ago, someone contacted some local young people and said..." the police chief glanced at Lynch. Although his range of action was small, it was still very obvious.
Governor delag saw this action, but he didn't speak. The police chief immediately understood what the governor meant, and he didn't avoid it, so he went on, "It is said that what nagary needs is not foreigners and plunder from foreigners. If they want to be strong, they can only rely on the nagary people themselves. They have formed an organization called 'nagary Youth Party' to absorb only young people."
There was no change in governor delag's face, nor in Lynch's face.
It is normal for social consciousness to stimulate a certain stress response when it is forcibly inserted by external forces, but the stress response of these people is a little more intense and special than other ways that may be milder.
"I don't care about these things. I just want to know who ordered them." delag just sat there and put a lot of pressure on the police chief.
The latter nodded again and again. "Yes, yes, the young man said that no one instructed them. It was just their own initiative."
"The Al Shabaab of nagary above them gave them some publicity materials with slogans and similar doctrines. They temporarily decided to make trouble at Mr. Lynch's recruitment meeting..."
The police chief also felt that this was very special. This kind of thing 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, let alone political parties, and even some influential social groups did not exist.
Suddenly, a youth party jumped out, which was really surprising.
"... they claim that all this is for the complete awakening of nagary. All young people should stand together, otherwise it will become a paradise for foreigners."
There are still some words that the police chief did not say, because some of those words are not suitable to say here.
Some of the ideas of the young man, or the Al Shabaab of nagary, cannot be said to be completely wrong.
Preston's control over the whole social economy has actually pushed the society to the edge of out of control. If power is controlled by a small group of people in the society, and others can more or less master some wealth to meet their life needs, such a life can continue.
But not now. The money has fallen into the hands of foreign businessmen and local authorities. They have divided up the natural dividends of society and left nothing for ordinary people.
In fact, as long as you go deeper to some remote places, you can feel the despair of this society, the moderately dead poor in the slums outside the city, and the poor homeless people in the streets.
All this has been announcing that some things must be changed, whether it is the ruling class of society or the structure of the whole society.
The emergence of Al Shabaab is a kind of awakening. It is the awakening of angry young people who come from the bottom of society and grow up in the new era.
They only target two kinds of people, one is the powerful, such as the governor, and the other is the rich, such as Mr. Lynch.
Therefore, the police chief will not say these words. If he says them, he can only ask for trouble.
When the police chief had finished what he should have said, he bowed his head and said no more.
Governor delag glanced at Lynch as if to ask his opinion.
Lynch just frowned. "Since no one instructed, let's do it first, but I think it's best to suppress this sign. It's just a group of ambitious people who may hide some mouse thoughts."
"Well, keep an eye on these people," said delag, standing up and leaving the police station with Lynch.
While sitting in the car, governor delag whispered like talking to himself and asking Lynch, "this has never happened before..."
He's referring to people forming a group. In the past, power and religion controlled people well. People believe in the statements of those religions. Even if they are treated unfairly, they won't take the lead.
Now suddenly a nagary al Shabab jumped out, which made delag feel unprepared, as if everything was gradually out of control.
Lynch sat next to him, looked out the window at the people driven to the roadside by the police, looked at the complex expressions on their faces, and shook his head slightly.
"Have you ever played sandcastle, Mr. dragg."
Mr. dragg is Lynch's new name for governor delag. On the one hand, they are "partners". Several governors in nagaril have joined the joint development company, and some are in the process of joining.
Secondly, he is a federal citizen and Lynch's private partner, so Lynch calls him "Sir" in a more civilized way.
Governor delag nodded. "If you mean the sand castle on the beach, yes, I've played. What's the matter?"
Building sand castle on the beach is one of the favorite games of many people living on the beach when they were young. Wet sand has magical plasticity. Many people like to use it to do something, although many are nothing.
"I've also played. For a while, I was even obsessed..." he said and smiled, as if sighing for the simple happiness when he was a child. "What I've been doing is not beautiful, not as beautiful as some adults."
"I thought I could be a beautiful sand castle like them when I grew up, but when I grew up, I found that I still couldn't do it."
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"Pa!"
A whip dipped in salt water whipped a troublemaker. He struggled in pain and twisted his body, but it had no meaning at all.
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 of dozens of cow neck pimps.
After being salted, cow neck leather will be very hard and more tenacious. These leather strips are about two to three millimeters wide, leaving right angle edges, and then tightly woven together.
Usually need to maintain a certain humidity, not too dry, dry easy to crack, but not too wet, too wet will become soft.
There are special people in the police station to look after the whips, which is worth it.
When a whip is pulled on a person, a "#" shaped trace will be formed where the whip falls. At first, it will swell up, and the whole wound area will swell up.
Then the skin with obvious scar marks will crack in the process of swelling and bleed out, but the amount of bleeding is not high.
These whips will be stained with concentrated saline before use. At this time, the cracked skin begins to absorb the surrounding concentrated saline, and the wound will be further torn open. At the same time, the concentrated saline will be poured in, causing more severe pain.
What's more interesting is that the wound caused by this whip is not big. In addition, it is soft and will not directly cause compressive or mechanical damage to organs. Salt water can also help disinfect.
Even if you beat it all day with this whip, you can't beat the dead.
It only takes two or three days and a little treatment, and the victim can recover almost and accept the punishment again.
It's usually a small problem. It's almost like being whipped ten times, but the guy in the interrogation room has been whipped for more than half an hour today.
The chief of the police station, with bare arms and thick chest hair, exuded a disgusting stench. He swung the whip and whipped it down.
"Pa!"
He didn't ask who sent him to make trouble at Lynch's recruitment point, who the others were and whether there were any associates.
Based on the experience of the police chief and these mud dog legs competing with each other for decades, the more questions they ask before they collapse, the more it helps them resist. It's better not to ask anything, but to beat them until they speak up.
It works better than anything. That's the experience of the chief of police.
With every whip on his body, the young man who was hung up would scream. He was like those fish waiting for anatomy on the beach, leaving the water.
No matter how hard they struggle when they are hung up, several adults may not be able to control them, but as long as the time comes, they will automatically die, just like this young man.
It was another whip. "Pa" sound. The police chief's eyes were gloomy and the muscles on his face were stiff. He glanced angrily at the hanging young man and turned to soak the whip in salt water.
Beating people is also a physical work. Don't think it's easy to beat people. People with this idea have basically never fought or beaten people.
In fact, it takes a lot of effort to hit people. A normal adult who can persist in fierce confrontation for more than three minutes can be said to be a very endurance person.
Many people can't hold on for three minutes.
At this time, the police chief was also a little tired. He took a sip of water with a cup, gasped slightly for a while, and then silently picked up the whip and pulled it up.
Every time after soaking the salt water, the first whip will be particularly heavy. The water increases the strength of the whip. The young man screams again. His cry is not as big as it was at the beginning. It is still very hoarse, and even has a trace of crying cavity.
The police chief knew that he was going to collapse.
……
A few minutes later, the chief of the police station appeared outside the chief's office dressed neatly. He pulled the hem of his police uniform and pulled it hard to ensure that there were no wrinkles in his clothes. Then he pulled the armed belt and knocked at the door.
After the word "come in" came from the inside, he carefully pushed the door open, with a flattering smile on his face. He first looked at Lynch sitting on the side, nodded, and finally looked at governor delag next to him.
"Yes, governor..." he paused. "Mr. Lynch."
At this time, he is not reminiscent of the cruelty in the interrogation room just now, but I have to say that he is still very capable.
"Some time ago, someone contacted some local young people and said..." the police chief glanced at Lynch. Although his range of action was small, it was still very obvious.
Governor delag saw this action, but he didn't speak. The police chief immediately understood what the governor meant, and he didn't avoid it, so he went on, "It is said that what nagary needs is not foreigners and plunder from foreigners. If they want to be strong, they can only rely on the nagary people themselves. They have formed an organization called 'nagary Youth Party' to absorb only young people."
There was no change in governor delag's face, nor in Lynch's face.
It is normal for social consciousness to stimulate a certain stress response when it is forcibly inserted by external forces, but the stress response of these people is a little more intense and special than other ways that may be milder.
"I don't care about these things. I just want to know who ordered them." delag just sat there and put a lot of pressure on the police chief.
The latter nodded again and again. "Yes, yes, the young man said that no one instructed them. It was just their own initiative."
"The Al Shabaab of nagary above them gave them some publicity materials with slogans and similar doctrines. They temporarily decided to make trouble at Mr. Lynch's recruitment meeting..."
The police chief also felt that this was very special. This kind of thing 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, let alone political parties, and even some influential social groups did not exist.
Suddenly, a youth party jumped out, which was really surprising.
"... they claim that all this is for the complete awakening of nagary. All young people should stand together, otherwise it will become a paradise for foreigners."
There are still some words that the police chief did not say, because some of those words are not suitable to say here.
Some of the ideas of the young man, or the Al Shabaab of nagary, cannot be said to be completely wrong.
Preston's control over the whole social economy has actually pushed the society to the edge of out of control. If power is controlled by a small group of people in the society, and others can more or less master some wealth to meet their life needs, such a life can continue.
But not now. The money has fallen into the hands of foreign businessmen and local authorities. They have divided up the natural dividends of society and left nothing for ordinary people.
In fact, as long as you go deeper to some remote places, you can feel the despair of this society, the moderately dead poor in the slums outside the city, and the poor homeless people in the streets.
All this has been announcing that some things must be changed, whether it is the ruling class of society or the structure of the whole society.
The emergence of Al Shabaab is a kind of awakening. It is the awakening of angry young people who come from the bottom of society and grow up in the new era.
They only target two kinds of people, one is the powerful, such as the governor, and the other is the rich, such as Mr. Lynch.
Therefore, the police chief will not say these words. If he says them, he can only ask for trouble.
When the police chief had finished what he should have said, he bowed his head and said no more.
Governor delag glanced at Lynch as if to ask his opinion.
Lynch just frowned. "Since no one instructed, let's do it first, but I think it's best to suppress this sign. It's just a group of ambitious people who may hide some mouse thoughts."
"Well, keep an eye on these people," said delag, standing up and leaving the police station with Lynch.
While sitting in the car, governor delag whispered like talking to himself and asking Lynch, "this has never happened before..."
He's referring to people forming a group. In the past, power and religion controlled people well. People believe in the statements of those religions. Even if they are treated unfairly, they won't take the lead.
Now suddenly a nagary al Shabab jumped out, which made delag feel unprepared, as if everything was gradually out of control.
Lynch sat next to him, looked out the window at the people driven to the roadside by the police, looked at the complex expressions on their faces, and shook his head slightly.
"Have you ever played sandcastle, Mr. dragg."
Mr. dragg is Lynch's new name for governor delag. On the one hand, they are "partners". Several governors in nagaril have joined the joint development company, and some are in the process of joining.
Secondly, he is a federal citizen and Lynch's private partner, so Lynch calls him "Sir" in a more civilized way.
Governor delag nodded. "If you mean the sand castle on the beach, yes, I've played. What's the matter?"
Building sand castle on the beach is one of the favorite games of many people living on the beach when they were young. Wet sand has magical plasticity. Many people like to use it to do something, although many are nothing.
"I've also played. For a while, I was even obsessed..." he said and smiled, as if sighing for the simple happiness when he was a child. "What I've been doing is not beautiful, not as beautiful as some adults."
"I thought I could be a beautiful sand castle like them when I grew up, but when I grew up, I found that I still couldn't do it."
"Pa!"A whip dipped in salt water whipped a troublemaker. He struggled in pain and twisted his body, but it had no meaning at all.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 of dozens of cow neck pimps.After being salted, cow neck leather will be very hard and more tenacious. These leather strips are about two to three millimeters wide, leaving right angle edges, and then tightly woven together.Usually need to maintain a certain humidity, not too dry, dry easy to crack, but not too wet, too wet will become soft.There are special people in the police station to look after the whips, which is worth it.When a whip is pulled on a person, a "#" shaped trace will be formed where the whip falls. At first, it will swell up, and the whole wound area will swell up.Then the skin with obvious scar marks will crack in the process of swelling and bleed out, but the amount of bleeding is not high.These whips will be stained with concentrated saline before use. At this time, the cracked skin begins to absorb the surrounding concentrated saline, and the wound will be further torn open. At the same time, the concentrated saline will be poured in, causing more severe pain.What's more interesting is that the wound caused by this whip is not big. In addition, it is soft and will not directly cause compressive or mechanical damage to organs. Salt water can also help disinfect.Even if you beat it all day with this whip, you can't beat the dead.It only takes two or three days and a little treatment, and the victim can recover almost and accept the punishment again.It's usually a small problem. It's almost like being whipped ten times, but the guy in the interrogation room has been whipped for more than half an hour today.The chief of the police station, with bare arms and thick chest hair, exuded a disgusting stench. He swung the whip and whipped it down."Pa!"He didn't ask who sent him to make trouble at Lynch's recruitment point, who the others were and whether there were any associates.Based on the experience of the police chief and these mud dog legs competing with each other for decades, the more questions they ask before they collapse, the more it helps them resist. It's better not to ask anything, but to beat them until they speak up.It works better than anything. That's the experience of the chief of police.With every whip on his body, the young man who was hung up would scream. He was like those fish waiting for anatomy on the beach, leaving the water.No matter how hard they struggle when they are hung up, several adults may not be able to control them, but as long as the time comes, they will automatically die, just like this young man.It was another whip. "Pa" sound. The police chief's eyes were gloomy and the muscles on his face were stiff. He glanced angrily at the hanging young man and turned to soak the whip in salt water.Beating people is also a physical work. Don't think it's easy to beat people. People with this idea have basically never fought or beaten people.In fact, it takes a lot of effort to hit people. A normal adult who can persist in fierce confrontation for more than three minutes can be said to be a very endurance person.Many people can't hold on for three minutes.At this time, the police chief was also a little tired. He took a sip of water with a cup, gasped slightly for a while, and then silently picked up the whip and pulled it up.Every time after soaking the salt water, the first whip will be particularly heavy. The water increases the strength of the whip. The young man screams again. His cry is not as big as it was at the beginning. It is still very hoarse, and even has a trace of crying cavity.The police chief knew that he was going to collapse.A few minutes later, the chief of the police station appeared outside the chief's office dressed neatly. He pulled the hem of his police uniform and pulled it hard to ensure that there were no wrinkles in his clothes. Then he pulled the armed belt and knocked at the door.After the word "come in" came from the inside, he carefully pushed the door open, with a flattering smile on his face. He first looked at Lynch sitting on the side, nodded, and finally looked at governor delag next to him."Yes, governor..." he paused. "Mr. Lynch."At this time, he is not reminiscent of the cruelty in the interrogation room just now, but I have to say that he is still very capable."Some time ago, someone contacted some local young people and said..." the police chief glanced at Lynch. Although his range of action was small, it was still very obvious.Governor delag saw this action, but he didn't speak. The police chief immediately understood what the governor meant, and he didn't avoid it, so he went on, "It is said that what nagary needs is not foreigners and plunder from foreigners. If they want to be strong, they can only rely on the nagary people themselves. They have formed an organization called 'nagary Youth Party' to absorb only young people."There was no change in governor delag's face, nor in Lynch's face.It is normal for social consciousness to stimulate a certain stress response when it is forcibly inserted by external forces, but the stress response of these people is a little more intense and special than other ways that may be milder."I don't care about these things. I just want to know who ordered them." delag just sat there and put a lot of pressure on the police chief.The latter nodded again and again. "Yes, yes, the young man said that no one instructed them. It was just their own initiative.""The Al Shabaab of nagary above them gave them some publicity materials with slogans and similar doctrines. They temporarily decided to make trouble at Mr. Lynch's recruitment meeting..."The police chief also felt that this was very special. This kind of thing 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, let alone political parties, and even some influential social groups did not exist.Suddenly, a youth party jumped out, which was really surprising."... they claim that all this is for the complete awakening of nagary. All young people should stand together, otherwise it will become a paradise for foreigners."There are still some words that the police chief did not say, because some of those words are not suitable to say here.Some of the ideas of the young man, or the Al Shabaab of nagary, cannot be said to be completely wrong.Preston's control over the whole social economy has actually pushed the society to the edge of out of control. If power is controlled by a small group of people in the society, and others can more or less master some wealth to meet their life needs, such a life can continue.But not now. The money has fallen into the hands of foreign businessmen and local authorities. They have divided up the natural dividends of society and left nothing for ordinary people.In fact, as long as you go deeper to some remote places, you can feel the despair of this society, the moderately dead poor in the slums outside the city, and the poor homeless people in the streets.All this has been announcing that some things must be changed, whether it is the ruling class of society or the structure of the whole society.The emergence of Al Shabaab is a kind of awakening. It is the awakening of angry young people who come from the bottom of society and grow up in the new era.They only target two kinds of people, one is the powerful, such as the governor, and the other is the rich, such as Mr. Lynch.Therefore, the police chief will not say these words. If he says them, he can only ask for trouble.When the police chief had finished what he should have said, he bowed his head and said no more.Governor delag glanced at Lynch as if to ask his opinion.Lynch just frowned. "Since no one instructed, let's do it first, but I think it's best to suppress this sign. It's just a group of ambitious people who may hide some mouse thoughts.""Well, keep an eye on these people," said delag, standing up and leaving the police station with Lynch.While sitting in the car, governor delag whispered like talking to himself and asking Lynch, "this has never happened before..."He's referring to people forming a group. In the past, power and religion controlled people well. People believe in the statements of those religions. Even if they are treated unfairly, they won't take the lead.Now suddenly a nagary al Shabab jumped out, which made delag feel unprepared, as if everything was gradually out of control.Lynch sat next to him, looked out the window at the people driven to the roadside by the police, looked at the complex expressions on their faces, and shook his head slightly."Have you ever played sandcastle, Mr. dragg."Mr. dragg is Lynch's new name for governor delag. On the one hand, they are "partners". Several governors in nagaril have joined the joint development company, and some are in the process of joining.Secondly, he is a federal citizen and Lynch's private partner, so Lynch calls him "Sir" in a more civilized way.Governor delag nodded. "If you mean the sand castle on the beach, yes, I've played. What's the matter?"Building sand castle on the beach is one of the favorite games of many people living on the beach when they were young. Wet sand has magical plasticity. Many people like to use it to do something, although many are nothing."I've also played. For a while, I was even obsessed..." he said and smiled, as if sighing for the simple happiness when he was a child. "What I've been doing is not beautiful, not as beautiful as some adults.""I thought I could be a beautiful sand castle like them when I grew up, but when I grew up, I found that I still couldn't do it."
