Being too ferocious because of caution

Chapter 472 "Thelma" Let's... cooperate?

After Zhao Yi finished speaking, Che Lizi's expression changed subtly.

There was a lot of curiosity in his eyes.

"You are such a strange guy..."

"There have been so many criminals here over the years that it's hard for me to remember each of their voices and looks, and I no longer have any enthusiasm for them..."

"In the past five years, you are the only person who can make me interested in you as soon as we meet."

"But it's a pity... Even so, I will never give you any special treatment."

"You'll be like everyone else, either die here or go out crazy."

Zhao Yi glanced at his chest pocket, where a corner of the photo was exposed, but he couldn't see clearly what was inside, so Zhao Yi focused his eyes on his fingers again.

After a moment, he twisted his body and changed into a comfortable sitting position. He said seriously to Cheerilee, who was holding the electric shock switch in front of her and wearing a ferocious smile:

"You are very ill."

Che Lizi looked at Zhao Yi's serious diagnosis and couldn't help but laugh:

"I didn't realize that you actually like to play role-playing!"

"But I'm the doctor, Hundan!"

"But... I finally met an interesting guy. I am willing to give you more time and patience."

"So Dr. Zhao, since you said that I am very ill, you might as well tell me... how did you see it?"

Zhao Yi looked at Che Lizi calmly, blinked and said:

"Can you give me a cigarette?"

Cheerilee squinted her eyes, with a dangerous light in her eyes:

"No 'patient' can smoke in my home."

Zhao Yi smiled noncommittally:

“Change is sometimes not necessarily a bad thing.”

"What's more... if I don't get out of here alive, then who will know that I smoked in your place?"

The two faced off for a long time. Che Lizi gave Zhao Yi a cigarette with great disgust. Zhao Yi smelled it and lit it with a lighter.

The sparks and smoke gave the cold torture chamber a little more human touch.

"Okay, let me talk to you about your illness..."

Zhao Yi stared at the scattered soot and said:

"Your illness is heart disease."

"The cause comes from...your job and your family."

Cheerilee sneered:

"I thought you were an interesting person, but now it seems that I was wrong..."

"You are nothing but a charlatan."

"What an old trick."

“Whose troubles don’t come from work and family?”

Zhao Yi took a puff of cigarette with an expression of enjoyment and smiled slightly:

"Mr. Che...let me call you sir."

"On the surface, the gentlemen in City Z have invited you to 'treat' these patients, but in fact... the real purpose is to imprison you, right?"

Cheerilee's expression stiffened slightly.

Zhao Yi continued:

"Although you have acted as horribly perverted as possible, it is just a syndrome after your illness. You are not a born pervert. You don't have much enthusiasm for 'curing diseases', and you even feel a sincere disgust... …”

"In other words, you don't like your job."

The ridicule and contempt on Cheerilee's face disappeared.

Zhao Yi did not stop and continued to talk to himself:

"You love your wife and daughter very much, but you haven't seen them for many years. Let me make a bold guess - in order to better control you, the gentlemen in Z City imprisoned your wife and daughter... right? "

After he finished speaking, cold sweat gradually broke out on Che Lizi's temples.

"you……"

Zhao Yi smiled and said:

"Are you asking, how do I know these things?"

Che Lizi's eyes were empty, and the hand holding the remote control of the electric shock device on Zhao Yi's head was trembling slightly...

Zhao Yi stared at the sparks behind the cigarette between his fingers and said softly:

"Before I passed out, I entered your office."

"There's dust and plastic debris everywhere. It's obvious you're not a tidy person."

"But even so, the family photo on your desk is still polished by you. From this point alone, it is enough to see that you are a man who cares about his family."

"In the photo, your wife is very young...but because of the angle, I couldn't see your face clearly, so I'm not sure you were very young at that time."

"But just now, your conversation has revealed that you have been here for many years. Presumably you have not been able to go home or see your wife and daughter in these years. At most, you have video chatted with them on the phone."

"And there are obvious traces of a ring on your left ring finger."

"You are so unkempt and don't take care of yourself. Wearing a ring is quite troublesome for you. The only explanation is... that ring means a lot to you."

"It's so important that when you 'treat' a criminal, you will take it off carefully to prevent the prisoner's blood and dirt from staining it..."

"Mr. Che...if I'm not mistaken, that's your wedding ring, right?"

"The photo in your breast pocket...is it your wife or your daughter?"

After Zhao Yi's calm words fell, Che Lizi was covered in sweat, her eyes were bloodshot, and his mind became unstable. Suddenly he stood up suddenly, grabbed Zhao Yi's neck collar, and screamed at the top of his lungs:

"You're just a damn prisoner!"

"You are just a scum and scumbag of society!!"

"Are you worthy enough to talk about family with me?!"

"Are you worthy of talking to me about freedom?!"

Zhao Yi stared into his eyes and said seriously:

"I can cure your disease."

"And it's...a radical cure."

Zira——

A strong current pulse penetrated Zhao Yi's head, and the severe pain spread throughout his body, and was also connected to Che Lizi, who was in close physical contact with him.

Cheerilee laughed, hysterically, like a scream.

This kind of electric current pulse will not harm the human body, but is designed to specifically create strong muscle spasms, thereby delivering edge-level extreme pain to the brain!

Looking at Che Lizi who was smiling miserably and crying, Zhao Yi's muscles twitched in conjunction with the electric shock device, but he didn't scream.

The smoke between his fingers fell to the ground as his muscles twitched.

Only half smoked.

After about half a minute, the current pulse ends.

Cheerilee was kneeling on the ground, panting heavily and covered in sweat.

The corners of Zhao Yi's mouth twitched unnaturally and he smiled:

"Physical pain can only temporarily help you relieve your mental numbness and despair. I believe that you have personally experienced many of the methods used by criminals in the past. Whether it is effective or not, you know better than me. "

Cheerilee raised her head and roared:

"Shut up!!!"

He pressed the switch again, and Zhao Yi's body suddenly twitched under the stimulation of electric current...

Cheerilee adjusted the current stimulation to ten minutes.

No criminal in the past could survive three minutes.

Either he will die of pain, or he will have a complete mental breakdown under such stimulation...

Looking at Zhao Yi who was twitching on the chair, Che Lizi stood up, roared loudly in the room, vented, threw things wildly, kicked the wall...

After an unknown amount of time, he sat on the ground dejectedly, holding his face in his hands.

Despair overflowed from between the fingers.

Indulging in it, he stood up from the ground with difficulty, looked at Zhao Yi who was motionless on the chair, and prepared to go over and collect Zhao Yi's body.

Standing in front of Zhao Yi, who had his head lowered and showed no signs of life, Che Lizi's eyes were extremely complicated.

After a long time, he sighed.

"You're right."

"I am indeed imprisoned here just like you poisonous insects in society."

After a pause, he laughed at himself:

"You know... I was a great contributor to City Z."

"But it ended up like this..."

He untied the torture tools for Zhao Yi, dragged one of Zhao Yi's feet, and was about to throw him into the crematorium. But when he opened the door, a sound suddenly came from behind that shocked Che Lizi.

"Mr. Che, please believe me."

"I can cure your heart disease."

Che Lizi slowly turned her stiff head, looked at Zhao Yi who was lying on the ground, picked up the half of the cigarette that had fallen on the ground, relit it, and took another puff.

"You...are not dead?"

Cheerilee was extremely shocked.

That level of pain... even he could only survive four and a half minutes!

Zhao Yi had been under the stimulation of this pain for a full ten minutes just now!

How on earth could he endure it?

Zhao Yi smiled and said:

"Dead people can't speak."

"Mr. Che..."

"You need me and I need you."

"Shall we... cooperate?"

PS: Chapter 3, 2500.

I have written almost 7,000 words today, and I will write more than 3,000 words for the next chapter, which will complete the 10,000-word update! !

rush! ! !

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