Mercenary's War-Chapter 2139 - 2116: The Initial Stage of Interrogation

If ignorance is bliss, then conversely, the more you know, the more you fear.

Gao Yang knew that true interrogation experts liked to employ the most terrifying methods right from the start. This isn’t like police interrogating suspects with evidence and such; it’s about tormenting a person close to death without actually letting them die, aiming to excavate the deepest corners of the interrogated person’s mind.

Fatino pushed the rack to about two meters in front of Gao Yang, gestured at the array of tools, and smiled, "These are my frequently used little tools. Interested in learning about them? Let’s start with something simple, for instance, this is..."

Fatino was also conducting a psychological offensive. Every word and action was consciously aimed at disintegrating and breaking Gao Yang’s mental state.

But Gao Yang, although not a sadist, had seen professionals interrogate a few times.

"I recognize this, a nail clipper, used to pull out nails. Definitely not quick or easy, slowly and painfully pulling out nails piece by piece."

Fatino nodded repeatedly, "Oh, indeed, it looks quite emasculating. And this?"

"A nerve needle, used in sets, doesn’t damage bodily functions but causes extreme pain. It can even make people pass out from shock and die. Experts can make it so seamless that even a coroner can’t tell that the person died from extreme pain due to needle penetration."

Fatino said with some surprise, "You know more than I expected. It seems you have undergone anti-interrogation training. Well then, let’s see some more advanced tools. How about this one?"

Gao Yang sighed, "I haven’t seen this before, but I’ve heard about it. Buddy, all these knives, scissors, and needles just show you’re in the preliminary stage of interrogation. They’re all surgical tools in essence. They might look varied but have the same effect: causing extreme physical pain until one can’t bear it and confesses. I know experts who can achieve the same with just a small knife. All these are just different shapes of essentially redundant tools. Who are you trying to scare?"

Fatino just stared at Gao Yang with a cold smile. Gao Yang sighed and said, "So you’re just at the preliminary stage. At most, you’ve reached the end stage. You’re far from being a real expert. The experts I know don’t need any tools to make someone reveal everything, and not even need to confirm it because it’s definitely true. Can you do that?"

Fatino smirked, "You can try."

Gao Yang shook his head, "No, don’t need to try. I’ll tell you whatever you ask. Either show me some advanced stuff or let’s start the Q&A session. I assure you what I say is absolutely true. I’m really afraid of pain."

Fatino exhaled and picked up an object about twenty centimeters long and only five millimeters wide, resembling both a needle and a knife, "Do you know what this is? This is my invention."

Gao Yang said, "I really don’t know, but it looks like something to stab a person with."

Fatino stood in front of Gao Yang with the little spike, pinching Gao Yang’s shoulder and arm, grinning, "Quite sturdy, huh?" 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

Gao Yang’s skin crawled with goosebumps, and he swallowed, unable to speak.

In fact, Gao Yang hoped Fatino would use some advanced methods on him — don’t use any torture tools, just destroy him psychologically. But this approach takes time, and he could hold on long enough to be rescued.

Unfortunately, Fatino didn’t give him the chance. Or perhaps Fatino didn’t really understand high-end techniques. But Gao Yang thought since Mario valued Fatino so much, Fatino should be an interrogation expert.

Fatino ran his hand down Gao Yang’s arm and laughed, "Nice clothes, huh?"

"Yeah, this set cost me twenty thousand euros."

"What a pity, it’s about to turn into rags."

After saying this with a chuckle, Fatino used the little spike to cut along Gao Yang’s arm, ruining the clothes completely, exposing Gao Yang’s arm.

Fatino, holding Gao Yang’s arm in one hand, with the little spike in the other, said with a grin, "I’ve memorized every nerve and blood vessel in the human body, for instance, if stabbed here, the tendon and nerve controlling your thumb would break, rendering your thumb useless. This one is for the index finger; if stabbed from this position, you would never be able to fire a gun again, and I guarantee it won’t be reparable."

After saying this calmly, Fatino smiled, "I heard you’re a ’Gun God,’ with exceptional marksmanship? How about we start from here?"

Gao Yang, already frightened, almost wet his pants as his skin crawled with intense fear. He feared for his life, but he feared more seeing his gun-holding hand rendered useless before his eyes.

"Don’t, bro, you just want to know where Justin is. I’ll tell you, I’ll tell you, I’ve been saying we could skip this step... Ah! Curtis, your mom! Curtis, your mom! I Curtis your mom!"

Gao Yang screamed hoarsely because Fatino, while smiling, slowly pierced that twenty-centimeter long spike into his forearm.

Gao Yang was utterly horrified, the curse slipped out reflexively.

Fatino drove the spike into at least fifteen centimeters of Gao Yang’s arm, then paused, smiling, "Just starting, giving you a taste, haven’t cut your nerves yet, just stabbed between muscle and subcutaneous tissue. Don’t move, if you struggle and cut the tendons, don’t blame me, relax, relax."

Gao Yang immediately relaxed his arm, then, panting heavily, glared at Fatino, "I give up! I give up! Deserving of your nickname ’Doctor.’ Bro, I’ll say everything, better call Mario over; there are things I can only tell him. If you insist on hearing, he might kill you to silence afterward."

Fatino waved his hand and smiled, "Don’t rush, let’s take it slow. Until I have ten needle spikes in you, I’m not in a hurry to ask. I’m not satisfied yet."

Gao Yang, gasping, said, "Needle-knife is for saving people. You’re plagiarizing Chinese medicine’s ideas. Bro, stop showing off. Mario hired you to quickly find out the answers he wants, not for your satisfaction. Quickly get him here; delaying Mario’s big project won’t benefit either of us. I’m in pain, and you don’t please him, why a lose-lose? I’ve said I’m afraid of pain, quickly get Mario here, and let’s start the real discussion."

Fatino hesitated momentarily and then put down the tool called needle-knife, his face grim, "Then tell me."

Gao Yang exhaled, "No, I need to see Mario before I talk. Don’t waste time. Mario’s the one most eager. Get him here quickly!"

Fatino hesitated again, then finally snarled, "If you dare play any tricks, I’ll pierce you full of needle knives, wait here!"