If you don't agree, do it! Roll up your sleeves, empty your property and go back to the country

Seeing that the man had stopped yelling and was standing there like an idiot, Bai Nuo smiled gently and stood up straight by holding the man's shoulders.

Standing behind the man, he tied the black cloth in his hand around his face, covering his eyes that were filled with fear.

When a person's vision is blocked, all senses will subconsciously focus on hearing.

The man was powerless to resist and could only allow his eyes to be covered. His whole body was shaking uncontrollably, gasping for breath, and covered in cold sweat as if he had just been pulled out of the water.

His mind was blank now. He couldn't remember any of the methods that man taught him to deal with the police. His thoughts were in a mess.

The next second, a sharp pain came from the wrist, as if... something had cut through the skin.

The man opened his mouth wide, but before he could scream and call for the police outside to save him, the cold and gentle voice rang in his ears again.

"I heard that when a person loses blood, they will suddenly break out in cold sweats, and large amounts of cold sweat will come out, just like the blood in the body, constantly flowing down.

The skin becomes clammy and pale, the breathing becomes rapid, and the heartbeat becomes uncontrollable."

The girl's voice was soft and slow, with a hint of weirdness, as if it had turned into an invisible hook, hooking people to subconsciously follow the other person's words and describe them as scenes in their own minds.

The man was sweating profusely on his head and couldn't stop it at all. His already heavy breathing became more and more rapid, his heart rate increased, and his face turned pale without a trace of blood.

The sound suddenly stopped, as if even the breathing was only that of one person.

After an unknown amount of time, the man suddenly heard a strange sound.

"Drip, drip, drip..."

The sound seemed to come from the left, like... the sound of water dripping onto the ground.

It's so clear as if it's right next to my ear!

The man tried hard to control his breathing and trembling body, trying to ignore the strange sound, but he couldn't ignore it. He always subconsciously focused all his attention on the "beep, beep" sound coming from his left hand.

The soft and strange female voice sounded again.

“Then, you’ll feel your vision blurring, blacking out, and feeling very cold. It’s a coldness that comes from within, and you can’t control it, no matter how much clothes you wear.

I clearly felt like I was about to die, but at the same time I felt an inexplicable excitement. Do you know why?

Because you are dying, the blood in your body will flow out from your left wrist little by little. Look, it has only been a short time, and there is already a pool of blood at your feet. "

Then the man heard very light footsteps. The girl seemed to squat down. He could kick her right next to his legs. Such a thin girl could be knocked unconscious with just one kick.

But now he felt cold all over, the kind of cold that emanated from his body. He was shivering with cold sweat, big drops of sweat dripped from his head, his vision went dark, and he couldn't help shaking.

"Wow! That's a lot of blood! Almost 2,000 milliliters, right? Do you remember how many milliliters of blood I just told you there was in your body?"

The girl squatted with her knees together, her hands placed obediently on her knees, and tilted her head to look at the man with a smile.

The man's teeth chattered, he shuddered violently, and subconsciously answered, "Four, four thousand..."

"Yes, it's 4,900 to 5,600 milliliters, so... you can hold on a little longer. Come on, you'll be able to bleed out soon!"

The girl stood up from the ground, supported her legs with her hands, bent down and looked at the man with a smile. Her voice became more and more eerie and terrifying, which made the man think of the ghost mentioned by the old people in the village when he was a child.

Evil ghost!

A murderous evil spirit!

wrong!

She is a lunatic, a lunatic who dares to kill people in the Public Security Bureau!

"Hey, can a person still live without blood in his body?"

"No, I don't want to die, save me, save me quickly, I'm telling you, where are the police? Police, I'll tell you everything!"

The man suddenly burst out with a strong desire to survive. He sat on the special chair and struggled frantically. The handcuffed hands were quickly rubbed with blood marks, but the man seemed to feel no pain. He stretched his neck towards the door and screamed for help in a heart-wrenching manner.

Bai Nuo stood up straight with a curled lip, raised his brows slightly towards the wall on the right, raised his arm and waved.

Qiu Jun, Yan Qingyun and the captain of the second team looked at each other in silence, with shock, admiration, and a bit of confusion on their faces.

How on earth is this done?

They saw it clearly. The knife in Comrade Bai Nuo's hand only scratched the man's wrist lightly a few times from beginning to end, without even breaking the skin.

As for the sound of dripping water, it was coming from the faucet in the corner of the interrogation room.

This interrogation room was originally a utility room for cleaners. The faucet installed inside was originally for the cleaners to use to clean their tools. However, after the director took office, he changed the layout of the Criminal Investigation Brigade and added this interrogation room. The faucet was not removed and was placed in the corner.

No one usually uses that faucet, but I didn’t expect it to have such a wonderful use.

When the man heard someone opening the door, he immediately shouted for help, asking the police to save him.

"Alright, stop howling. You still have more than half of your blood in your body, right? Tell me everything you know as soon as possible. Once you've told me, we can get you to the infirmary for bandages and medicine. Otherwise... it will be too late."

"I'll tell you, I'll tell you, I'll tell you right now!" The man was so frightened that he had no time to think about anything else. Without Qiu Jun and the others asking, he took the initiative to tell them everything he knew.

During this time, Bai Nuo sat beside him with a sketchbook and drew several portraits of the people based on the man's description of their appearance.

"I've explained everything. Please save me. Take me to the hospital. Take me to the hospital!"

"That's all? Are you sure?"

Yan Qingyun frowned and stared at the man opposite with a serious face.

Bai Nuo put away the sketchbook, tilted his head slightly and carefully observed the man's expression, then turned to look at Qiu Jun and nodded.

Qiu Jun stood up and patted Yan Qingyun on the shoulder: "Alright, take him to detention!"

"What do you mean by detention? Send me to the hospital! I'm dying! I'm really dying! I can't see anything now! I can't see anything."

Yan Qingyun walked over speechlessly, yanked off the black cloth tied around the man's head, and stared at him with disgust and coldness: "Look at your wrist carefully, you idiot, there's no blood at all. We are the police, the real police, and we don't do things like torture to extract confessions."