After Zhuge Qingting came to the dungeon, he found those students with explosive collars around their necks and desperate faces.

There was a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, and he asked for a whip from the jailer next to him.

"It's time to treat our guests well!"

Under the desperate eyes of Wu Chengyu and others, the jailers dragged them out.

Zhuge Qingting did it himself and tortured them!

Sentencing, this is a technical job.

If one accidentally hits a vital point, the person who is hit will die.

Zhuge Qingting is a master in execution.

He knew how to make people miserable without being fatal.

And this time the main purpose is to show Zhang Yi, break Zhang Yi's heart, and facilitate subsequent negotiations.

Therefore, the nature of performance is relatively deep, and more tricks are needed.

For example, throw them into a metal bucket full of earthworms, or a damp cave full of cockroaches.

Under the dungeon, screams continued to be heard. It was not only physical torture, but also mental torture.

Zhuge Qingting triumphantly held up the video equipment and recorded the wonderful shots.

But while patting, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

A student suddenly fell to the ground, the corners of his mouth twitched non-stop, and a large amount of white foam spit out from his mouth.

"Huh? What's going on?"

These students are important pawns, so they can't just die like this.

Zhuge Qingting is very measured about his methods, and he won't let them die.

He stopped what he was doing and went over to check it out.

And after the student finished vomiting the white foam, he suddenly "vomited" and vomited a lot of vomit, and at the same time a foul smell came from his body.

"This is……"

Zhuge Qingting was too close, and he was dizzy from being smoked, so he quickly took a few steps back.

The student was lying on the ground, his body convulsing more and more violently, his pants were wet a lot, and feces and urine were seeping out.

"Poisoned!"

Zhuge Qingting understood in an instant that this student was a typical sign of poisoning, and the poison had already developed.

With the current medical conditions, there is no way to treat him.

The student was still convulsing, and not far away, another student who was hung up with his hands bound kept vomiting.

Her expression was twisted in pain, and she swallowed hard, not wanting to spit it out.

But after smelling that disgusting smell, he finally couldn't help but spit out a lot of paste.

"How did they get poisoned?"

Zhuge Qingting's eyes were full of puzzlement.

It's not a food poisoning reaction, food poisoning doesn't react so violently, someone obviously drugged them.

Zhuge Qingting was still thinking, and soon several students had a poisoning reaction.

Zhuge Qingting's scalp felt a little numb.

If all these people died at his hands, it would be difficult to explain to Xiao Honglian.

He hurriedly took out the communicator and reported the incident to Xiao Honglian.

"What? Poisoned?"

Xiao Honglian frowned slightly, these students are still useful to her, they can't just die like this.

"Is there any salvation?"

"It seems hopeless. They were deeply poisoned. Two of them have already died."

"Give them gastric lavage! One can be saved!"

Xiao Honglian ordered.

Zhuge Qingting had no choice but to ask people to rush to prepare the materials for gastric lavage.

"Go directly to the toilet and bring me a few buckets of feces!"

Soon, several large barrels of foul-smelling feces were carried to the dungeon.

The faces of the students who have not yet had an attack are pale.

"No, I don't want it!"

"I'm not poisoned, I don't want to drink this stuff!"

They would rather die than drink dung water!

But how can this kind of thing be left to them?

The jailer trapped them tightly against the wall, and then inserted a funnel into their mouths, and poured a large bucket of feces directly into their mouths!

Wu Chengyu and the others rolled their eyes straight, with expressions of lovelessness on their faces. At this moment, their hearts were already dead.

After a few large buckets of manure were poured down, the remaining students, although not dead, looked no better than dead people.

Zhuge Qingting did not dare to continue the execution, for fear of torturing them to death.

He called the doctor at the base and asked him to perform an examination on these students.

After the doctor came over, he couldn't help pinching his nose and saying "Fuck!"

"So smelly!"

Even though he had been a doctor for many years, he had never experienced such a scene.

After all, serious stomach lavages all have special liquids, who knows how long the feces in the cesspit have been fermented!

"Ahem, the conditions are limited and we are in a hurry, so we have to deal with it with dung water first."

Zhuge Qingting coughed, "Doctor Li, get over it and show them."

Dr. Li looked at Zhuge Qingting who was standing far away, speechless.

Let me get over that you ran that far by yourself!

But Zhuge Qingting is the second in command of the base after all, and Dr. Li still has to obey his orders.

He put on several layers of masks, and then went to check a few people.

When he opened Wu Chengyu's eyelids, he shook his head helplessly.

"The poisoning is deep, and this is no longer a problem that gastric lavage can solve."

Out of professionalism, he still checked every student's body.

Then he made a conclusion to Zhuge Qingting: "The toxins in these people's bodies have been deposited for a long time, and someone gave them chronic poison."

"In the past, with good medical conditions, a life could be saved. But now I can't save them."

Zhuge Qingting's heart sank slowly.

All the people they worked so hard to capture back were all dying?

So why do they spend so much effort?

And a mystery gradually enlarged in his heart.

That is, why would a highland satellite phone be found in their house?

Obviously, they don't have the strength to kill the plateau team.

Could it be that someone deliberately wanted to kill them, but it was inconvenient to do so, and then borrowed our knife?

Thinking of this, Zhuge Qingting's pupils suddenly shrank.

"Oops, hit the jackpot!"

"Now it's really become someone else's knife."

Zhuge Qingting hurriedly went to Xiao Honglian and told her his guess.

"These people were poisoned with chronic poison, and then they were deliberately placed in Xujia Town, using satellite phones on the plateau as bait to lure us over."

"Although I don't know what the other party's purpose is, all of this was planned by others."

After Xiao Honglian finished listening, her eyes sharpened.

"But what are they doing this for? Using a group of poisoned waste to count us? It doesn't affect us."

"Or is it that Zhang Yi and his own people want to kill these students, but it is not convenient to do it themselves?"

Zhuge Qingting adjusted his glasses, "In short, these people won't survive tomorrow. I thought they could be used to blackmail Zhang Yi and get enough value. Now this idea is also unrealistic."

Of course Xiao Honglian and Zhuge Qingting didn't know that this plan was not aimed at them from the very beginning, but only used them as sabers.

But Xiao Honglian followed the principle of waste utilization and said, "Before they die, record a video and send it to Zhang Yi!"

"If the poison on these people was not poisoned by him, then take the opportunity to scoop up a wave of wool."

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