"It's surprising that you didn't pass out, which means, your pain tolerance is better than average," Jingheng Lin said, "not bad."
As soon as he stopped speaking, a probe slowly came out of 001's head and jabbed into his spinal cord. Jingheng Lin raised his hand, turning over a thin film over the glass plate above his head. The glass became a mirror, and the angle was turned so that 001 could see his own face.
A small beetle-sized surgical instrument climbed onto 001's body. At first glance, it looked like a children's toy. If people could ignore the fact that it was waving the scalpel, drill bit, and small chainsaw attached to its front claws, it could be said to be charmingly innocuous.
Our bystander, Monoeye Hawk, finally raised his eyes: "Hey, there aren't many micro-surgery instruments now."
"I know," Jingheng Lin said: "This is not for people, it's my private collection."
The "small beetle" climbed onto the face of 001, first fixing his eyelids without hurting the eyeball, making him unable to blink. Its front claws did the suture, while the hind claws stopped the bleeding. It was quite agile. Then, it continued climbing up a bit, generating a "squeaky" sound like a chainsaw. Blood spread over 001's forehead but quickly solidified by haemostatic gel. After that, some finely broken bone powder spurted out like dandruff. The "small beetle" sawed open his skull.
This scene was too upsetting that 001 rolled his eyes and was about to faint on the spot. However, the two probes which was inserted into his central nervous system blocked the response of the autonomic nervous system in time. In a minute, he started losing control of his whole body muscles. Even the screams could only be sent out as faint grunting. The whole torturing process strictly followed the aesthetic standard of Commodore Lin - efficient and quiet - until the "small beetle" magically opened the skull, revealing the fresh brain inside.
"The interstellar pirates used this method to torture their captives," said Monoeye Hawk with surprise. "Invented by Prince Cayley as I heard. It was prevailing for a period of time and became one of the classic piratical methods of torture. It got a name..."
Jingheng Lin: "Eat the raw monkey brain."
"So perverted," Monoeye Hawk shook his head. "How could BOC have such a talented person like you."
The so-called "die from pain, from shock, or from torture", were usually caused by excessive stimulation, which lead to neurological shock. Then the person was going to die from low blood pressure and myocardial ischemia. This degree of pain that was able to cause shock, was generally the limit that one could endure.
Using technical methods to block this process meant that the person was going to suffer from a strong stimulus that was far beyond his threshold.
Unable to control the muscles and with the eyelids fixed, one could never escape from this state of detachment but helplessly looking on, bearing it.
After that, his brain would be connected to a special sensor. The interrogator would ask for information he wanted over and over again. When the interrogated person collapses, the reactions of relevant brain sections would be read through the sensor. Until the answer demanded was obtained, or the interrogators were tired of it, the person would be given death with mercy.
This method was not bloody. Despite that the bare brain was a bit unsightly, the entire scene could still be very decent.
As an interstellar pirate, 001 clearly understood this kind of things and realized what was going to happen. His eyes forced to open were filled with an inexpressible horror.
Jingheng Lin smiled and said: "It seems that you know it well."
He stood up. But maybe it's the ache from the back wound, or it's the sequelae of excessive blood loss, he didn't stand firm but stumbled. His fingers accidently swiped the transparent screen which was popped up from his personal terminal. God knows what program he activated, one probe on 001's body loosened a little bit - 001 quickly felt the fading of numbness of his body, and even his screams got louder.
001 has no time minding anything else, roaring with a twist in his tongue: "I'll so ... so ... say, everything ... ugh ... say, you ... you ..."
Jingheng Lin turned a deaf ear and acted like he was going to re-insert the probe back.
001 went crazy, screaming incoherently. Saliva and tears flowed down at the same time while he inarticulately begged the other party to give him a chance to confess.
Monoeye Hawk intervened at the right moment: "A men should have the right to speak when he's about to die, and listening to a few sentences won't cost you anything. Let me ask."
Jingheng Lin looked down condescendingly at 001, giving him a creepy smile, then reached out to Monoeye Hawk: "Go ahead, Mr. Lu."
Monoeye Hawk stepped forward and squatted down holding knees: "What is your real name?"
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