Chapter 267 Building Hope

"Where are my clothes and other things?"

Wei Ran sat cross-legged on the dirty floor, playing with the satellite phone he had plucked from the other party's body, and found Teacher Dalia inside. After receiving his mobile phone number, he was in no hurry to dial it.

"The clothes are in the sentry tower on the right side of the gate. The other things are in the car. The car has been driven away by Ji Ma." The old man pinched his nose and gasped. Complained, "You bastard, you are so mean. My nose seems to have been broken by you."

"How many companions do you have?" Wei Ran asked unmoved.

"Two" the old man wiped his nosebleed, "You haven't said how you escaped yet."

"Bite it open with your teeth" Wei Ran said perfunctorily, He stood up and said, "I'm going to get my clothes first, and call Dalia by the way."

"Whatever you want"

The old man picked at the wooden wedge that was nailed in angrily The keyhole of the handcuffs is too tight, "You have gone too far, can't you save some face for me?"

"I've already given you face by not putting you in a cell."

As Wei Ran spoke, he kicked the surrounding debris away, then took the other party's satellite phone and walkie-talkie and left the cell building, heading straight to the sentry tower on the right side of the gate.

What surprised him was that although this three-story sentry tower was shabby on the outside, it was very well maintained inside. There was not only a well-maintained fuel generator and a well-maintained fuel generator on the first floor. There are 200-liter oil drums filled with fuel, and a lot of chopped firewood is placed in the corner.

Climbing up to the second floor, there are only four high and low bunk beds with iron shelves placed against the wall, and a small solid wood table is surrounded in the middle. There were a lot of food and drinks placed above and below the table and on two of the iron frame beds, as well as several boxes of bullets and a set of battery-powered radio stations. And his clothes were placed on one of the iron beds.

After getting dressed and putting on the watch that Teacher Dalia had forcibly sold to him, Wei Ran stepped onto the top floor of the sentry tower.

The top floor of this sentry tower is circular, surrounded by a circle of glass windows, and there is a protective net shaped like blinds outside the windows. In the direction facing the interior of the prison and the lake in the distance, two shooting holes were opened. Behind each shooting hole, there was actually a PKM machine gun that could be fired at any time!

Behind the window facing the cell floor where he was originally imprisoned, there is a high-power viewing mirror. Through this viewing mirror, you can barely see the person who is still handcuffed in the iron. The old man on the fence is waving to him!

Sitting down on the recliner behind the sight glass, Wei Ran used the old man's satellite phone to dial Teacher Dalia's phone number.

"An accident?" On the other end of the phone, Teacher Dalia asked with a smile as soon as the call was connected.

"There was indeed an accident," Wei Ran replied with the same smile, "I captured that old man."

"Well done."There didn't seem to be any surprise in Teacher Dalia's tone, "But the time went faster than I expected."

Wei Ran sighed helplessly, "So I will send his companion next Also captured, or should we rush back to Hongqi Forest Farm now?"

"There is no need to rush back."

Teacher Dalia paused for a moment and made a decision, "In the next time, until You can study with him until the end of the month. Give him the phone and I will help you arrange the study content."

"He is still locked in the cell." Wei Ran had no intention of saving face for the old man. , "I am now monitoring him at the place where he originally monitored me."

"Let him call me later." Dalia's tone seemed to be more and more satisfied, "I did it this time Not bad, at least it’s much better than the one in Yakutsk.”

Wei Ran didn’t pay attention to the other party’s praise, “Dalia, what do I need to learn from that old man?”

Before Wei Ran could say anything else, Teacher Dalia simply hung up the phone.

It has been a year...

Wei Ran looked out the window at the sparkling lake with emotion. At this time a year ago, he had just gotten the metal book. Professor Alexey is still his own boss.

But today, one year later, I am completely different from the international student who relied on connections to study abroad and relied on relatives to make ends meet.

What about the next year? What will you look like then?

Wei Ran withdrew his gaze expectantly, left the sentry tower and returned to the cell building. While returning the satellite phone to the old man, he also informed him of Teacher Dalia's decision.

“I knew you were trouble”

The old man swayed his feet, then leaned against the wall and said, “I’ll call Dalia, please handcuff me. "Open it."

"Can I help you heal your nose?" Wei Ran picked up the windproof lighter that was pulled out of the other party's body and asked while burning the wood in the keyhole of the handcuffs.

"I can't trust your technology," the old man complained with his nose, and then pressed the dial button.

To Wei Ran's surprise, the old man and Teacher Dalia actually communicated in English, which completely killed his idea of ​​eavesdropping.

When the other party hung up the phone, Wei Ran had already opened the handcuffs. Almost at the same time as he stood up, two old men who looked to be in their fifties or sixties also walked out of the stairwell with guns in hand.

"If you dare to tell me what happened just now, you will be the best teaching tool these days." The old man threatened in a low voice.

"Deal" Wei Ran agreed with a smile.

"Gorman, what's going on?" one of the old men wearing old-fashioned Russian striped camouflage asked, "Dalia just informed us that it's over?"

"It's indeed over."

The old man who was captured by Wei Ran wiped the blood on his hands and said, "This little guy will experience life with us in the next few days."

"It seems that some People were beaten."

Another old man came over and looked at Gorman's bloody nose with gloating eyes. Then he opened his backpack and took out a medical box.

"We are old, and this little guy's fighting style is very weird." Gorman raised his head and allowed the other party to help him treat the wound on his nose.

"Don't use your age to make excuses"

While the old man was speaking, he had stuffed a large ball of absorbent cotton soaked in medicine into both of Gorman's nostrils.

“Gorman didn’t make excuses.”

The old man who spoke first put away his gun and said, “I heard that Kuzmic and the others fought against this weird little guy. , recently they have been practicing dislocation reduction with a crazy mute smuggler."

"I've heard about this too"

Gorman is being treated. The old man with the nose continued to gloat and joke, "But he only hurt your nose, it's a pity that he didn't dislocate it."

Gorman said angrily, "If your actions If you're still so rough, I'll dislocate your retired third leg later."

"It's far from retirement." The old man quickly completed the final treatment while cleaning up. The medical supplies asked, "What's the next plan?"

"You guys go back first." Gorman touched his nose that was propped up by the cotton ball, "Just leave us a boat." ".

"Little guy, I wish you a happy time in the bell tower."

The old man who put away the medical box smiled and shook Wei Ran's hand, and then asked another companion to simply He turned around and left without even leaving a name.

It wasn’t until the two hurried old men left the abandoned prison and disappeared into the surrounding coniferous forest that Gorman, whose nostrils were stuffed with cotton balls, leaned against the window at the end of the corridor. Asked, "Victor, Dalia asked me to teach you some knowledge about torture and counter-torture. Now tell me what you think is the most terrifying method of torture."

"Waterboarding? "Wei Ran asked uncertainly. Although he had learned some torture techniques at the Hongqi Forest Farm, they could only be regarded as subsidiary subjects of psychology and he did not have too in-depth understanding.

“Waterboarding is indeed terrifying”

Gorman said as he walked downstairs, “The most terrifying method of torture is to destroy the victim’s psychology. You have to remember, Psychological trauma is permanent, it is far more lasting and more effective than the physical discomfort. Of course, just like the waterboarding you mentioned, the physical discomfort is.Suitability can accelerate the generation of psychological trauma, but at the same time it can easily turn the victim into a worthless lunatic. "

At this point, the two of them had already reached the door of the first floor of the cell building. Gorman turned to look at Wei Ran and said, "Just like what they mentioned just now, the one in Yakutsk Smuggler, I'm sure you've seen him, right? ”

Wei Ran nodded silently. Of course he remembered the smuggler who was hung in the warehouse of the power station. He also remembered the people who acted as his nannies. He casually decided to give his vocal cords a surgery. However, he planned to use him to restore the dislocation, and he remembered that before those people made this decision, they were originally planning to send the smuggler directly into the furnace to be burned to death.

Sympathize with the smuggler. Of course Wei Ran will not, but he can predict what kind of experience he will suffer in the days to come.

"That is a failed torture"

Gorman didn't seem to be in a hurry to leave. He sat on the steps covered with grass, took out a pack of cigarettes and gave one to Wei Ran. He lit it and continued, "Kuzmic and the others must have already There was no need to ask any information from the smuggler, so there was no hope left for him.

Anyone, including you, me or Dalia, no matter what, when there is no hope, the only choice is to die as soon as possible. If you can’t die, you will have to suffer. After a long period of torture, he will soon collapse and become a worthless madman. This is the worst result in terms of torture. ”

Wei Ran, who rarely smoked, lit the cigarette that the other party handed him, but let it burn slowly on his fingertips, creating light blue smoke.

Gorman blew out a cloud of smoke from his mouth and continued slowly, "So the first lesson you have to learn is to build a hope for yourself that will not be destroyed under any circumstances. It can be a person, It can be a secret or something that must be done.

As long as you still have hope, as long as you insist on not saying what your hope is, no matter how horrific the torture or how difficult the life, you can survive. ”

“Build hope? "

Wei Ran raised his left hand and took a puff of cigarette. At the same time, he glanced at the books and feather tattoos on the tiger's mouth of his left hand, and then blew out a large cloud of smoke that was not inhaled into his lungs at all. Blocking his sight.

Gorman looked up at the sky and nodded, "In the same way, the first thing we have to do during torture is to create hope for the victim. It wasn't until he believed this hope that the torturers began to destroy his psychological defenses. ”