Ning Yizhou winked at the door of the confinement room. Section Chief Li immediately went in and pulled Zhang Xuan out.

Zhang Xuan's face was very calm. When the sunlight thrust on his face, he didn't even blink.

Seeing Zhang Xuan like this, Ning Yizhou became happier. He was sure that this person was completely numb.

However, Ning Yizhou was not relieved by torture Zhang Xuan just like this. He had other means. Ning Yizhou had long stopped torture someone physically. What he wanted was to destroy someone psychologically and mentally.

Ning Yizhou said viciously: "Take it to the interrogation room, I want him to kneel in front of me tonight like a dog!"

"I understand." Section Chief Li nodded, grabbed Zhang Xuan's collar, and pulled Zhang Xuan towards the interrogation room. Zhang Xuan did not resist at all.

Ning Yizhou thought Zhang Xuan was already stunned, but he didn't know that Zhang Xuan had no feeling now. He had been in an environment that was much more terrifying than this interrogation room. He had been with loneliness alone for a whole month, and his psychology was not affected at all.

A world-renowned psychologist gave Zhang Xuan psychological guidance, and finally concluded that nothing in the world could destroy the man's limit of tolerance, and there was only one weakness in his psychological defense.

The interrogation room is a room with glass on all sides. This glass can refract light. There are eight strong lights on the roof. The color temperature of this strong light is close to 6,000k. When it is turned on to its maximum, a strong light can ignite a cigarette.

When the eight cups are opened in one go, and then refracted through the glass, the temperature of the room can instantly reach an extremely high level, and its brightness is even more terrifying than looking directly at the sun in the desert in summer. Even if you close your eyes, you will feel your eyes hurt.

Under the eight strong lights, there is an interrogation chair. When the person is tied to the interrogation chair, no matter how hard he struggles, the interrogation chair is at the spotlight of the eight strong lights. Sitting here is no different than baking on an oven.

Perhaps the biggest difference is that the oven can quickly kill people in the heat, and here it is slowly torture a person.

This kind of interrogation room is used to deal with such spies and extremely vicious people. Even ordinary repeat offenders will not take this approach.

Zhang Xuan was tied to the interrogation chair by Section Chief Li, and his hands and feet were tied to death and could not break free.

Ning Yizhou stood outside the interrogation room, looking through the glass window, looking at the situation inside, his mouth gently opened and said, "On the light."

A strong light suddenly lit up above Zhang Xuan's head. Even if the brightness was separated by a glass, Ning Yizhou subconsciously closed his eyes. Through the refraction of several glasses, the entire interrogation room was full of day, making people feel uncomfortable just by looking at it.

Originally, Ning Yizhou thought that as soon as the light was turned on, Zhang Xuan, who was tied to the interrogation chair, would scream. However, Ning Yizhou found that Zhang Xuan was still dull and just closed his eyes and sat there.
Chapter completed!