The carp king of this Rockets soldier is super cruel

Chapter 305 Egg Fried Rice

After entering the kitchen, Su Yang was not in a hurry to ask the masked man about the cloth of the spirit world.

Instead, he found out the plastic wrap and tied his hands and feet, and then asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

"No"

Faced with such a nonsensical question, the masked man hesitated for a moment, but decided to tell the truth, after all, it seemed that there was no need to hide this kind of question.

"Well, the rice cooker has leftover rice from yesterday, and there are some eggs and cucumbers in the refrigerator, so you can make fried rice with eggs and pickled cucumbers."

Su Yang nodded in understanding, quickly turned on the fire, started the pot, poured oil, and started cooking.

Masked man:? ? ?

what's the situation? ? ?Aren't you going to torture me to extract a confession? ? ?Why are you still cooking for me? ? ?
Originally, I was ready for the plot of being "tortured" in the small island movie.
"By the way, what's your name?"

Su Yang pretended to ask casually while stirring the rice.

Even though Su Yang stayed in the notorious Rockets base for four years, in terms of interrogation, he seldom saw the scenes of torture in movies and TV dramas.

Of course, this is not because the Rockets have any kindness. Simply because of torture to extract a confession does not necessarily mean that they will get the real information they want.

Intelligence can generally be divided into two types: 'time-sensitive intelligence' and 'long-term intelligence'.

If the former information passes a certain period of time, it will lose its original effect.

The latter is the opposite, the information will not lose its original effect for a long time.

Torture and torture are generally used to obtain 'time-sensitive information' against the clock, but the most difficult step for the information obtained in this way is 'verification'.

For example: after A was tortured, he confessed that his upline was B, and the contact method was to remove the window flower pot in A's house, so that B would take the initiative to enter the house to make contact after seeing it.

But after getting this information, how to prove that the information A said is true?

What if the action of "removing the window flower pot" actually represents an emergency evacuation signal?

What's more, most of the Rockets' interrogators are investigators who have undergone corresponding training, and the alliance will prepare a detailed interrogation 'plan' for them before the action.

Moreover, for some determined investigators, excessive torture that would cause irreversible damage to the body would sometimes strengthen the opponent's will to resist.

At this time, insinuating clichés are better than extorting a confession by torture.

For example, ask a few insignificant questions like 'what's your name and how old are you' to relax the other person's emotions.

Then suddenly throw out a key question, such as whether you are with so-and-so on a certain day and time.

At this time, there may be a slight change in the expression of the person being interrogated, and experienced interrogators will use this to obtain the information they need.

However, this method also has a disadvantage, that is, in the other party's plan, they may choose to remain silent in order to prevent mistakes.

At this time, some interrogation methods will be used as a last resort, such as using some potions or monster skills to produce a hypnotic effect, or using 'sleep deprivation' and 'suffocation waterboarding' to slowly torture the will of the person being tried.

These methods are not bloody on the physical level, but if compared on the spiritual level, they are more painful than being interrogated with whips and branding irons.

".I told the horse to be fast."

The masked man thought for a while, and chose to make up a pseudonym.

However, this pseudonym is not made up randomly, but combined with its own actual situation.

First of all, he has a very long horse face, and secondly, he has a strong figure and can run very fast.

If he didn't have agility, he wouldn't have been able to hide in the closet that was close to three meters high before.

"Code fast?"

Hearing this name, Su Yang couldn't help but look back at Ma Dekuai, "Have you ever been a writer before?"

This sounded like a name with the meaning of "code words are very fast", but it aroused some memories of him.

When he was in college, Su Yang also had a "handwriting dream", but later died because of hand speed problems, so he envied those who coded very fast.

"Eh, I didn't do it. I stopped studying before I finished high school."

Ma Dekui shook his head blankly.

Smelling the aroma of fried rice with eggs in the pot, the saliva in his mouth couldn't help but speed up the secretion, making him ask impatiently, "Is that... rice ready soon?"

"immediately."

As Su Yang said, he sprinkled a handful of emerald green green onion beads into the pot, turned the switch to high heat, picked up the pot and shook the spoon a few times.

The golden rice grains wrapped in egg liquid keep rolling like waves.

Originally, it took a while to cook the fried rice with eggs, but after being stir-fried with the spoon, it was heated faster and more evenly, and it was cooked in a short while.

'Kang————'

With the shoveling of the spatula, the porcelain bowl with exquisite printing was filled to the brim with egg fried rice.

'Snapped! '

While the aroma of egg fried rice filled the entire kitchen, Su Yang picked up the kitchen knife on the side, smashed the cucumber with the back of the knife, and put it into the plate that had been prepared with 'light soy sauce, mature vinegar, sugar, and garlic'.

After pouring in two tablespoons of sesame oil to enhance the aroma, a plate of 'Pat Cucumber' is ready.

Although the cucumber is put in the refrigerator for five or six minutes after it is ready, it will make the taste more crisp, but this cucumber has just been taken out of the refrigerator, and it is not bad.

"Brother, your cooking skills are good. This smell is no worse than that made by the chef in the hotel, but I don't know how it tastes."

Ma Dekuai stared straight at the bowl of golden egg fried rice on the table, and praised Su Yang hintingly.

All the rest of his money was used to buy rations for his skunk, so don't talk about dinner, he just ate a little sour wild fruit that grew on the roadside tree to fill his stomach today.

Originally, I hoped to get some money after finishing the ticket, and go to the restaurant to have a good meal, but I didn't expect to be unlucky.

"Then do you want to know what this bowl of egg fried rice tastes like?"

Su Yang scooped up a spoonful of golden egg fried rice, and asked with a half-smile.

"Mmmmmmm!"

The horse was running fast, and the chicken nodded quickly like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Then you wait for me to eat two bites first."

As Su Yang said, he put the spoonful of egg fried rice into his mouth, and replied vaguely while chewing.

Fast horse:? ? ?

Isn't this egg fried rice made for me? ? ?Why are you eating by yourself? ? ?
"Wonderful~~~~ah!"

After taking a bite of fried rice with eggs, Su Yang elongated his tone full of aftertaste, and gave himself a thumbs up, "The taste can be summed up in two words, really delicious!"

(End of this chapter)