In Conan, we build a criminal gang

Yamamoto Yihong, who was tied to a chair, looked at Qin Tian in horror, his eyes full of fear and uneasiness. His body trembled slightly, and his lips trembled unconsciously.

He had never thought that he would end up in such a situation, being tied to a chair and unable to move. This situation was simply an insult to him, making him feel extremely humiliated and angry.

As a person in a higher position, Yamamoto Ichiko has always been accustomed to controlling everything and possessing absolute power and status. However, now he has become a prisoner of others and has lost his freedom and dignity.

This huge contrast was hard for him to accept, and a strong sense of frustration surged in his heart. He tried to struggle, but found that his efforts were in vain. The ropes tightly bound his hands and feet, making it impossible for him to break free.

"Little brother, why don't we sit down and have a good chat. Maybe there is some misunderstanding here..." Yamamoto Kazuhiko said with a somewhat unpleasant expression.

Qin Tian had a cold smile on his face. He looked at Yamamoto Yihong with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes: "Misunderstanding? You touched my people, and now you say it's a misunderstanding?"

Yamamoto Ichihong's heart sank, but he still pretended to be calm and said, "Maybe someone is deliberately trying to sow discord between us and cause a conflict?"

Qin Tian sneered: "There is no misunderstanding! If it was a misunderstanding, I might not have looked for you. But now that I have found you, do you still think it is a misunderstanding?"

Yamamoto Ichihong was stunned. He originally thought that he could explain everything as a misunderstanding, but Qin Tian's words made him realize that things were not that simple. He looked at Qin Tian, ​​thinking secretly in his heart how to deal with the situation at hand.

"You said I touched your man? Who is he? When did it happen?"

But Lao Hei punched him in the stomach, showing his white teeth and smiling, "How about it, do you remember it now?"

"what!"

Yamamoto Ichihong screamed!

"Cough cough."

Qin Tian didn't mind Lao Hei's attack. Instead, he took out a bright knife from his body and demonstrated it in a very professional manner.

"Do you know why I was able to find you here? Matsushita Taro told me. I originally thought he was very stubborn, but I did an experiment on him and he told me all your information."

As Qin Tian spoke, he gently cut Yamamoto Ichihong's arm with the knife in his hand, and blood flowed down the blade.

"See, this is the experiment I did on him." Qin Tian said with a smile, a cruel light flashing in his eyes.

Yamamoto Ichigo widened his eyes and looked at the scene in disbelief.

"You... stop it, stop it now!" he said in a trembling voice.

Qin Tian laughed, his laughter full of sarcasm and disdain.

"Crazy? Maybe, but I think this experiment is interesting and effective." He raised the knife and pointed it at Yamamoto Ichihong. "Do you know what the experiment is?"

Yamamoto Kazuhiko shook his head desperately, an expression of fear on his face.

"No, I don't know." His voice was tearful.

Qin Tian slowly approached Yamamoto Ichihong and put the knife to his throat.

"Want to know? Then I'll tell you." His voice was low and cold. "This experiment is called 'Lingchi'. When a person faces unbearable pain, they will choose to give in, and even betray their closest people. Matsushita Taro is like this. He collapsed in the face of pain and told me everything about you."

Yamamoto Ichiko's body began to tremble and tears kept flowing out of his eyes.

"Please, let me go! I will give you whatever you want." he begged.

Qin Tian sneered, exerted a little force with the knife in his hand, and cut Yamamoto Ikko's skin.

"Let you go? Impossible! You must pay for what you did!" Qin Tian's eyes were filled with hatred and anger. He continued, "I was going to cut Matsushita Taro over 3,600 times, but I didn't expect that after just a few cuts, he confessed."

"Don't worry, I will complete the work that he has not completed in you."

"No, no, you are a devil, you are a devil!" Yamamoto Ichihong showed a look of fear. He never thought that the other party was so perverted, and a perverted child.

Qin Tian raised his knife and slashed it with great speed, like a flash of lightning. In the blink of an eye, a piece of tender meat was cut off from Yamamoto Ichihong's thigh and fell lightly to the ground without even a drop of blood splashing.

"Ah——!" Yamamoto Ichihong suddenly let out a scream, the sound was as shrill as a pig being slaughtered. His face instantly turned as pale as paper, cold sweat dripped down his forehead, and his body trembled violently, as if he was suffering from unbearable pain.

The scream broke the silence of the night sky, echoing all around, making people shudder.

Even Lao Hei, who had killed countless people, felt a little more afraid of Qin Tian after seeing this scene.

Next, Qin Tian began his performance. At this moment, he was like a ruthless cutting machine. His eyes were always fixed on Yamamoto Ikko, but the knife in his hand fell quickly on him.

In order to prevent Yamamoto Ikko from continuing to shout, Lao Hei took off his socks and blocked Yamamoto Ikko's mouth.

Yamamoto Kazuhiko really wanted to die at this moment. The physical torture had already made him miserable, and now Lao Hei actually stuffed the sour-smelling socks into his mouth, which was a double torture to his body and mind.

"Wuwu~ Wuwu~!" Yamamoto Ichiko whimpered in pain, but because his mouth was blocked, only unclear sounds came out.

Qin Tian looked at Lao Hei's behavior and felt very satisfied, but at the same time he couldn't help frowning. After all, the strong sour smell was really unbearable, and he had to pinch his nose to continue.

Seeing Qin Tian's reaction, Lao Hei smiled awkwardly and said, "Master, I'm so sorry. I haven't washed my feet for a month, so the smell is indeed a bit strong. Don't worry, I'll open the window right away and let in some fresh air." As he said that, he quickly walked to the window, opened it, and let fresh air flow into the room.

Qin Tian immediately felt better, but only a little. Fortunately, his endurance was extraordinary, otherwise he would have vomited all over the floor.

Yamamoto Ikko couldn't stand such a blow and even fainted in the middle. Seeing this, Lao Hei slapped him directly in the face.

When the 108th knife fell, Yamamoto Ichihong's consciousness was already blurred, but he still insisted on not fainting. However, at this moment, a sharp pain came, causing him to suddenly open his eyes.

"Ah!" Yamamoto Ichigo screamed, his body shaking violently. He felt his skin and muscles being torn apart, blood flowing down the wounds, staining the ground red.

Each cut brought great pain, Yamamoto Ichihong's face was as pale as paper, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead. But he gritted his teeth and refused to succumb to the pain.

Just like that, Qin Tian slashed at him one by one, and Yamamoto Yihong's body gradually became weak and his eyes became blurry. His breathing became rapid and weak, as if it would stop at any time.

Finally, when the 245th knife fell, Yamamoto Ichigo could no longer bear this torture. His body fell limply to the ground, losing his breath.

Qin Tian looked at the scene in front of him and shook his head helplessly. He sighed deeply and said, "What a pity, this is only 245 cuts, it's still a long way from 3,600 cuts."

Lao Hei asked curiously, "Master, is there really someone who can survive after being cut 3,600 times?"

Qin Tian smiled and nodded, saying: "Such people do exist. However, it requires extremely high endurance and tenacious vitality to do so."

Lao Hei's eyes widened, and he said in disbelief: "People like this are simply monsters! How could they possibly endure such torture?"

Qin Tian explained: "These people often have firm beliefs or strong inner strength to support them. They believe that as long as they persist, they will be able to survive the difficulties."

Lao Hei couldn't help but sigh: "It's amazing! I want to know, if someone can really cut 3,600 knives, what will happen?"

Qin Tian smiled mysteriously and replied: "Then we can only wait for you to try it yourself. Maybe then you will understand the mystery."