Chapter 1281 Not a thing

Perhaps Americans have deeply believed that their country and system are the most perfect, so they trust all this, just as Dennis and they trust that all the battles they do are fighting against evil in order to bring undemocratic countries back to order.

So they also believe that anyone has the right to appeal and prove their innocence, so they agreed to Qi Tianlin's behavior of asking his company to hire a lawyer.

It's like the famous Miranda right: "You have the right to remain silent. If you don't remain silent, then what you said... you have the right to ask a lawyer to consult on the side when you are on trial. If you can't afford the attorney's fee, the court will provide you with a lawyer for free..." Any police officer or federal agent will add a sentence before arresting anyone: "Do you fully understand your rights?"

What a perfect system that ensures that everyone can obtain rights fairly and justly, just like Samda also got a chance to defend himself after being arrested.

In fact, everyone knows the essence of certain trials or defenses. The trial of success and defeat is just a warning to the monkey. A bullshit. Will the United States really follow these so-called systems and rights honestly for major matters such as treason or national security? That is just a imagination. If you look through history, you can see key points such as McCarthyism. Those who advocate the most fair and perfect American system will always selectively ignore these details.

Although the perfect American system will definitely make things right after using these chamber pots, it is not impossible to use them again now?

It seemed that the C27 transport plane was staying at the Karonmai Africa Command Airport in one fell swoop. It took off three hours later as if nothing had happened to replace a C130 transport plane that could fly more across the Atlantic Ocean.

After Qi Tianlin boarded the plane to C27, he was asked by several CIA agents waiting on the top to leave. Dennis and Chipra frowned, but obeyed the order to go to the back cabin. Huntel showed his second-level director of the African Bureau and asked to be present, but he had no right to participate in and prevent the other party's behavior.

The other party recognized it and began to ask about every detail and even every dialogue in detail. From the establishment of the Task Force Command, all Qi Tianlin's operations, especially the investigation and interviews in Tanzaniani and the process of interviewing on Sand Island were very detailed.

Two hours later, he arrived at the African Command. This place where Qi Tianlin had personally seen all the construction projects, but was sent to a hangar by a forklift. One room should be a tool room, and it was pale!

The reason for this is that it comes from the light, just a little area, or at noon in the equatorial tropical area with an average temperature of 30 degrees, six mercury lamps were turned on, making the white walls unable to show whether they were the same color before, and even the ground with painted seals was particularly reflective.

Qi Tianlin was not surprised and felt the handcuffs on his wrist with a little sneer. He cut the handcuffs on his back and tied them with a white plastic strap wrapped in velvet cloth. His right hand was cut back from his shoulders, which prevented him from resisting as much as possible. And that's the case. His thumbs and tail fingers of his hands were also connected together with small straps to prevent his fingers from taking independent actions!

If the upper body has restricted movements as much as possible, it means there is no arms, and the legs are tied directly with a tie-up strap below, so he needs a forklift to send them into this room, without a mouth tied up and able to speak, but Qi Tianlin did not react at all with surprise. He looked at this series of actions coldly, and Dennis and Chipra who walked off the plane frowned even more. They stood at the airport from afar, with the sunlight at noon shining directly on their bodies. I wonder if the hot breath could dispel the coldness on their bodies.

Huntel also followed the forklift without saying a word. Seeing Qi Tianlin being sent into the room, he was blocked outside, with no windows or glass, and the metal doors closed directly, and there were seven suit customers following in.

Two black men, five white men, gray-black suits were walking out of the air-conditioned cabin, walking through the airport with a heat wave to the steamer-like hangar, and finally entering the oven-like tool room. Almost everyone was covered in greasy faces, and the shirt inside the jacket had been put on their bodies and highlighted their complexion.

Just Qi Tianlin has a yellow skin.

The agents who looked at the expression on his face and hung their suits on the wall were very polite: "You are an insider, needless to say, it is not the purpose of taking action, it is just to see your reaction under heavy pressure and technical conditions, and whether your extreme tolerance can reveal any hidden information."

Every agent or special combatant must undergo a series of anti-capture and anti-torture training, not only physically, but also mentally and physically. However, when Qi Tianlin saw them pushing a washing machine-sized equipment, he knew that at least the Taliban or Al-Qaeda did not have such advanced equipment to capture the US military, and he still sneered.

This is also normal. All trained personnel should show a strong reaction at this time. They pee their pants at the beginning. Whether they are traitors or not, they are all looked down upon. Several agents did not say anything. They carried Qi Tianlin on a steel frame seat fixed to the ground with bolts. They carefully fixed Qi Tianlin's hands and feet before cutting the tie-up straps and split them to the other side to fix them. When they separated their hands, they were all operated by two people. Others pulled out pistols and electric shock devices and pressed them on Qi Tianlin's head and back spine, fearing that he would suddenly rise in an instant. The title of the top mercenary chief is really not in vain.

But Qi Tianlin still didn't move, letting him mercy until his hands and legs were separated and could hardly move at all. He put on a plastic hat connected to the wire, and carefully checked it several times, took a photo to keep it, and then pulled over a can of spray next to him, spraying it very carefully, and the smell was quite pleasant, just like spraying air freshener, which was quite a mind-boosting effect.

Qi Tianlin actually felt novel: "What is this for?"

The torturer was finally a little surprised: "This..." One of them looked through the file board in his hand: "HB51 agent, well, helps with electrical conduction performance."

Qi Tianlin suddenly realized with a sudden sigh: "I thought it was an anesthetic or hallucinogen." He had no expression again.

The other party still responded seriously: "That is the N-series agent, and there are also."

Out of politeness, Qi Tianlin raised his eyebrows to indicate that he heard it.

Sure enough, I took off two large clips from the "washing machine" and clamped them directly on Qi Tianlin's ankle. Although I didn't take off his clothes, it was convenient to pull up a little trouser legs now. Qi Tianlin subconsciously looked down and barely saw that although the legs of the metal chair were fixed to the cement on the ground, they had been insulated before nodding.

With a snap, almost at the same time, the electric door on the device was unscrewed, but Qi Tianlin felt the nerves in his body ringing!

I guess my eardrums are also energized!

It’s not that he hasn’t been electrocuted, but this time…every muscle! Every pore! Even every hair and every cell seems to be trembling!

Moreover, the whole body seemed to be radially pulled up violently, bringing the violent reaction to the heart!

Pain? No!

It was not entirely painful. Qi Tianlin's right foot began to shake sharply. The agents quickly recorded that some were taking pictures, some were photographing, some were ticking on the file board, and one was wearing hot infrared glasses to observe whether Qi Tianlin's legs had a strong reaction.

When using torture, everyone's physiological reactions are actually very different, that is, the conductivity is different. Some injured soldiers even have special weaknesses, which can achieve twice the result with half the effort. Don't think that if you use torture, you can only use torture torture and beat it hard. The torture is technical.

But Qi Tianlin was impatient!

Really, it is the kind of feeling of lifting the heels and constantly shaking the knees constantly and quickly trying to exude their extreme impatient feelings. Everyone can understand that feeling when trying to do this, because except for the first wave of severe stimulation, the body's adaptability is as quickly as he adapts to the bottom of the water. In fact, everyone has a little bit of this adaptability. However, trained people can separate the physical feelings of stimulation from their psychology. No matter how painful the body hurts, the heart will be scattered. This is the master that the torture person does not want to see.

But Qi Tianlin did not split, because the stimulation was like holding down the heart of his feet and scratching his feet. It was not painful, but it was very impatient. The consequences of the nerves being twitched, and the throat began to roar!

I have to suppress my strength, because after just trying it, I felt that I could shake the bolt all over my body, so that I could probably break away from the plastic restraint belt, and it would probably be difficult to bending the armrests of the steel frame seats!

In other words, while someone scratches his feet, you have to pay attention to not subconsciously waving his hands to scare people, and even make a painful face. It's so annoying!

As the current increases, the stimulation of impatientness becomes stronger and stronger. Qi Tianlin's roar is really not pretending, and the dilated pupils and congestion of the eyeballs are true!

Just when he was almost unbearable to bear it, a sweaty agent observed Qi Tianlin's eyes and felt that it was time to finally wave his hand. Instead of stopping the current transmission, he handed over a plastic injection gun and sang to Qi Tianlin's arm!

Qi Tianlin only felt that a clear spring seemed to be injected into his arms, so comfortable that he just wanted to hum, quickly fading away the irritability. Just when he was thinking about whether to continue to pretend to be painful or to perform in his true nature, Otal's appearance suddenly appeared in front of him in a daze. The silly man stared at him with wide eyes and said nothing...

What a hallucinogen!

When the human body is most physiologically collapsed and about to explode, professional trainees will use all their mental power to the critical moment of physiological and psychological confrontation, and use drugs to press the last bit of balance on the balance. Most people will collapse instantly, and the most instinctive thing in their hearts emerges. In the hallucination, what to ask and say!

The agent connected from the wire hat to the notebook suddenly waved and made a gesture, indicating that some blocks of the cerebral cortex monitored on the screen had been activated. The question immediately began. A white agent took a deep breath and spoke in a gentle Chinese language: "Yes... are you? Qi Tianlin?"

Qi Tianlin was confused for a moment and subconsciously said, "Women are really fucking nothing!"

This is what Otal is most worried about, it has nothing to do with him!
Chapter completed!