Chapter 227

The next morning, the General Administration Compound.

Su Tianyu sat in his office, sipping coffee while reviewing the files in his hand.

The Jiang family and their son had fallen, and Lu Han had also been caught. Almost all the personnel involved in the spiritual drug case had been brought to justice. But there was still a lot of work to be done, and the General Administration needed to take the lead.

Su Tianyu put down his coffee cup, picked up a file about Lu Han, and carefully examined it again.

"Knock knock knock!"

A knock sounded on the door. Su Tianyu, without looking up, called out, "Enter!"

"Creak!"

Gu Baishun pushed the door open and quickly walked to the desk. "Director Su."

"Sit down," Su Tianyu said, pointing to the chair in front of him. "What's the matter?"

Gu Baishun said with some worry, "Lu Han has been sent to the detention unit, but… considering his relationship with Lu Zhen, I estimate that this kid will hardly provide us with useful confessions. Fortunately, Dai Quan did a very detailed job. He used Jiang Jianjun's escape from the car with Lu Han and obtained the relevant video, providing strong evidence for our counterattack."

After listening, Su Tianyu thought for a moment and shook the file in his hand. "I've read Lu Han's resume. He graduated from military school and entered the Qingyi Bureau through nepotism. If regular interrogation doesn't work on him, put him in the small black room in the basement. Don't interrogate him, and don't talk to him. Torture him mentally. Remember, no drugs. If we release his interrogation video publicly, this person must be conscious, otherwise, it won't work."

Gu Baishun nodded. "Okay."

Su Tianyu tapped the newspaper on the table and continued, "At the same time, contact our media and release some information to the outside world, telling them that the San Guang Hui (Three Lights Society) case is nearing its end, and all the main culprits have been arrested. Next, how Lu Han and Jiang Jianjun traded, including the amount of money involved, and where the money was spent afterward—get all the records in order and make it rigorous."

Gu Baishun was very good at this kind of thing, basically having it down pat. Hearing the order, he immediately nodded and said, "Don't worry, I'll take care of it."

Su Tianyu was also very relieved about this aspect of him, so he continued, "Lu Guangwei's side, their confessions must also be done quickly. We also need to prepare to launch a counterattack against District One."

"Okay!" Gu Baishun kept these in mind.

Su Tianyu waved his hand. "Well, nothing else. Go get busy."

Only then did Gu Baishun get up and walk out of the office.

Su Tianyu picked up the file again and flipped through it.

…

Dragon City, a secret prison for detaining prisoners.

The location of the prison was very hidden, specially used to detain prisoners with sensitive identities.

At this time, Lu Han was being held in a single cell. The environment inside was very simple, with only a stiff bed suspended from the wall by iron chains. The mattress on the bed was a bit damp.

He was wearing a thin prison uniform, with shackles on his hands and feet, lying on the bed. Both of his injured legs had been medicated and splinted, causing excruciating pain.

It was a bit cold in the cell. He reached out and pulled the blanket, and a musty smell wafted out, making him feel a little nauseous.

Lu Han had been pampered since childhood, and had never suffered such hardship. He couldn't help feeling a little irritable. He was thinking about what he should say when he was interrogated later.

It was absolutely impossible to betray the Qingyi Bureau. At this time, his cousin and Kang Dinghuang must be thinking of ways to rescue him.

As long as he didn't say anything, the case couldn't be closed, and he would still have a chance to be rescued!

"Dang dang dang!"

Just then, a prison guard with a baton heavily struck the iron bars, making a loud noise that startled Lu Han.

"Get up!" The prison guard opened the iron door and dragged Lu Han out of the cell.

"Where are you taking me?" Lu Han looked up at the burly prison guard.

"Less talk." The prison guard pushed him hard, and Lu Han staggered, almost falling to the ground.

In this place, there was no point in talking about human rights. He could only honestly be led by the prison guard to a basement.

The basement was very damp, with a musty smell everywhere.

They walked through the corridor to the end. Lu Han looked around and found a row of small single rooms, about eighty centimeters high and less than a meter wide, spaced far apart.

As they walked over, several pale-faced prisoners immediately crowded over, their faces pressed against the bars, staring at them with bloodshot eyes.

The inhuman and ghostly appearance startled Lu Han.

"Creak—"

The prison guard opened one of the iron gates, pointed inside, and said, "Get in."

Lu Han looked at the dog kennel-like single room, and his heart turned cold, but he was powerless to resist.

"Get in!" The prison guard raised his baton and struck Lu Han's body.

Lu Han bent over and crawled through the iron gate.

"Clang!"

The cell door was heavily closed and locked. The prison guard didn't say anything, turned around, and left the cell. The light overhead dimmed, and the entire basement fell into darkness.

The small cell was too small. Lu Han couldn't stand up or lie down. He could only curl up and sit on the ground in an awkward posture.

The ground was stained with feces and urine, dirty and smelly, making Lu Han want to vomit. Compared to the current environment, the previous single room was simply heaven.

Lu Han gritted his teeth and endured the discomfort.

After persisting for two or three hours, his legs were already sore, numb, and painful. Lu Han strained his throat and shouted twice, but no one paid attention to him.

Lu Han's body trembled slightly, curled up there, fatigue enveloping him. After a while, due to the effects of the anesthetic, he gradually fell asleep.

He woke up after sleeping for three or four hours, his body aching badly. But compared to the physical discomfort, there was more psychological fear.

This time, he couldn't sleep anymore.

There was no movement in the entire small cell, and he couldn't see anything in front of him. Thinking about the greater torture he might suffer in the future, Lu Han felt even more panicked.

The darkness around him seemed like walls, pressing in on him. Lu Han felt very uneasy and subconsciously raised his head.

"Clang!"

Just by raising his head, his head hit the wall, and the pain made Lu Han see stars. He couldn't help but curse loudly, "Fuck!"

Lu Han brought his face to the bars and roared outside, "Is there anyone there? Is there anyone fucking alive? Say something!"

The sound echoed in the basement, but no one responded to him. A chilling aura enveloped Lu Han's body.

After waiting for a long time, the surroundings were still eerily silent.

Once emotions collapse, it is difficult to rebuild the mental defenses. Lu Han shouted like a lunatic for a long time, venting his inner fear, and finally sat back weakly.

One day, two days, three days.

Such days passed for three consecutive days. Lu Han's spirit completely collapsed in this extremely oppressive environment.

The darkness, the silence, the fear brought by the unknown results, bit by bit, eroded Lu Han's will. He curled up on the ground, enduring the inner repression, his whole person mentally distracted.

Just then, he heard the sound of the cell door opening. Then, the lights came on, followed by a series of footsteps.

Lu Han bent over, his face pressed against the bars, looking out.

Two prison guards walked in, creaked open a small single room in the distance.

A stiff prisoner was dragged out, and the two prison guards were still talking.

"What's wrong with him?"

"He's dead."

"He didn't last many days…"

The two threw the corpse like garbage onto the cart next to them and quickly left.

Lu Han looked at the corpse covered with sores, his heart beating faster, his inner fear beyond compare.

"Snap!"

The lights went out, and the entire cell fell into silent darkness again…

…

After the fifth day, Lu Han sat in the cell, almost inhuman.

Finally, during one of the meal deliveries, Lu Han stopped a prison guard and said in a hoarse voice, "I… I'll talk…"

Lu Han entered the Qingyi Bureau through nepotism and had not received any professional training. His willpower in this regard was relatively weak.

After five days, his heart finally collapsed.

…

At the same time, Su Tianyu wrote a few words on Zheng Guang's file: "This person has made significant meritorious contributions, and it is recommended that he be tried flexibly."

"Ring-a-ling!"

Just after writing those words, Su Tianyu received a call from the Hua District. "Hello?"

"Are you free recently? Would you like to come to the Hua District?" Jiang Zhou's voice sounded.

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Starting the Hua District plot, a bit of writer's block. Just a single update tonight, I'll sort out the plot tonight, owing one and repaying two, five chapters tomorrow!