Chapter 135: Inducement Leading to Confession

If there were any biologists in this world, they would definitely be very interested in the Abyssal Sirens. How could this kind of creature feel no pain, which is, from a scientific perspective, a protective mechanism that is used to warn people from doing the wrong thing. One story goes that there was once a man who could not feel pain. He had burned himself while reading, but he didn’t realize it until he smelt something scorched. However, by the time he realized it, he was already irreparably injured.

However, Han Jin was in no mood to study the science behind it now. Due to the special constitution of the Abyssal Sirens, Han Jin had to change his way of interrogation. He asked the knights to smear salt water, both under the feet of the sirens and onto their ribs, and brought out the Carew Beasts, which were used to draw the wagons, to lick the salty water. This was the tickle torture that Han Jin had learned in his previous world due to his work. Normally, one would feel slightly suffocated after laughing for over a minute, and would be extremely uncomfortable if they kept laughing for over five minutes. When one had continuously laughed for fifteen minutes or more, they would sweat profusely, and after thirty minutes of laughing, they would lose control of their own muscles and even experience incontinence. Not only would the muscles around the pubis be affected, but also the four limbs and the cheeks would lose control. This would cause them to lose their capability of opening or closing their eyes. If one kept laughing for over one hour, they would eventually die.

About half an hour later, the sirens tied up on the wooden scaffold were still crazily laughing. Each time they swung their heads, beads of sweat would be thrown off, and their faces were covered with snot and tears. Those who had not been punished by tickle torture could hardly understand how unbearable it was. It was a bizarre scene

The ten-odd Carew Beasts were still licking unhurriedly. At first, the knights had to use salt water to induce the beasts to lick the Sirens, but then they did not add anything else, because, just like humans, the salt from the sweat of the sirens was enough. Their soles were covered with the most sweat glands. Therefore, the more sweat the sirens secreted, the more vigorously the beasts licked, which was a vicious circle .

The knights found a chair for Han Jin, and he sat down while quietly waiting. Tickle torture had a disadvantage – its lack of effective continuity. When a prisoner finally decided to confess, the execution would be broken off, and usually the prisoner would regret it, thus more effort would be needed to push the prisoner to the brink of collapse.

This was a fatal disadvantage. Han Jin wanted the confession, but not to toughen anyone’s willpower. If the tickle torture was broken off for over three times, the prisoner would likely form a strong ability to adjust. In this case, the prisoner would have the courage to keep their secret even if they were suffocated to death in the end.

Han Jin didn’t want to overreach himself. He had once read from a reference that if the War of the Soviet Union hadn’t delayed for sixty years, there would not have been so many heroes who would rather die than submit. The interrogation methods used during the war were not as systematic and lacked scientific guidance, whereas modern ones could often achieve the best result by causing the least bodily injury. Plus, they could easily collapse one’s mentality. For example, it was almost impossible for prisoners to keep secrets if they fell into the hands of the mercenaries in Africa.

“Stop!” Han Jin waved his hand. It was about time. The incontinence of the muscles would cause total collapse of the respiratory system. If the Abyssal Sirens laughed any more, they might be unable to talk any more.

The knights pulled the beasts away. “Anything you want to tell me? If yes, nod your head. If no, shake your head and I will consider that you want to say nothing,” Han Jin slowly said.

The Sirens of Abyss all opened their mouths wide and took a long gasp of air, nodding their heads with the last bits of their energy.

“Ok, I can offer you more time to rest.” Han Jin paused. “But if you go back on your words, I’ll ensure that you’ll experience double the pain.” He said that, but he was actually just lying. Pain was not a material object. How could it be measured by numbers?

But the sirens all nodded even faster. Suddenly, a knight whispered, “Look at that siren!”

One of them was dramatically twitching. Each time her body jerked, blood would spray out from her mouth. Han Jin knew she must have breathed too heavily and the blood capillary in her lungs had broken. It would be the same as if she had stuffed herself with food after being starved for a few days. The injury thus caused was irreparable.

“Drag her out,” Han Jin ordered.

“Yes, my Lord.”

The other sirens all turned to a deep silence. They had never heard of anyone who had laughed to death! Those who had not been interrogated could hardly imagine how painful it was to laugh for such a long time.

A moment later, when Han Jin saw that they had recovered their vigor, he asked them in a cold voice, “Can you tell me everything now?”

The sirens looked at each other and then cried, “We don’t know…”

“We really don’t know!”

“Please…”

Not only were those who had been tortured crying, but so were the other sirens. Tears shed down from their eyes when they saw their clansmen weeping. Soon, the whole site was filled with the sound of crying, and it was a mess.

The knights started gazing at each other. It could not be denied that beauty could always bring unimaginable temptations. Though the knights knew that the curse was spread by the skittish sirens, they still couldn’t control their compassion for them.

“Shut up!” Han Jin roared.

The knights stepped forward with their spears raised and shouted at the Sirens until they finally became quiet.

Han Jin gave it a thought and continued, “All right, I believe that you don’t know what you have done, but I need a reason and a solution! How did you curse them? How do you relieve the curse? I will give you some time to discuss. Think about it clearly. Have you guys gone through anything strange recently? Remember, I only want answers. Do not beg me for any more mercy!” Han Jin knew they were not lying. Thus, he had to bait them to tell the truth.

The atmosphere immediately became heated. The sirens gathered in twos or threes and started discussions. Their faces expressed all sorts of emotions. Some were pondering while some kept talking, which verified that Han Jin’s suspicions were correct. If the disease were really spread by them deliberately, they would not show such enthusiasm.

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Some of the knights swallowed their saliva in secret. They were all men, and a man could not be considered a man if he had no thoughts when seeing so many beautiful creatures in front of them. Plus, some of the sirens had only a piece of coarse cloth covering their bodies, which had already come down, revealing their fair skin, as well as some particular parts of their bodies. If it wasn’t for the curse or their military disciplines, it was hard to imagine what could have happened.

Han Jin chose to ignore the knights’ reactions after observing this. Even himself, a man who always tried to keep his mind clear, had some desire, let alone those knights.

“You two, bring them here.” Han Jin pointed at two of the most active sirens. “Untie them.”

“Yes, My Lord.”

Several knights squeezed into the groups of the sirens. They still remembered the order from Han Jin even while enjoying themselves in such an alluring scene, and took the two out.

The two Abyssal Sirens stretched their arms and showed fearful expressions on their faces, wondering why Han Jin would give them special treatment.

“Collect what they are discussing and report it to me later,” Han Jin slowly said to them. “From now on, you are the leaders. Do you understand?”

The two sirens could not believe their own ears and were puzzled. They neither nodded nor shook heads, but made puppy dog eyes at Han Jin. Obviously, they had misunderstood what Han Jin had meant and thought the young man had his own selfish motive to grant them the favor.

“Bitch! How dare you try to curse Lord Raphael? Get out of my sight!” One of the knights cracked a whip as a threat but didn’t really lashed them.

The two sirens cheerfully ran back and swirled like two butterflies among the others. They went to gather the information, and even started being competitive. Zaganide must have been really determined to sacrifice them, or else he would not have selected the elites of this race to do this. In Han Jin’s eyes, these sirens neither had big breasts like Sylner, nor a brain like hers. The saying that women who have big breasts usually have small brains was not always true.

When the morning light painted the sky red, the sirens finally got tired and quieted down. The two leaders ran toward Han Jin. One shouted from the distance, “I know it, My Lord. Two months ago, we were in Black Raven City!”

“We were all trained by Teacher Prader!” To prevent herself from being outspoken, the other also shouted.

“Who is Prader?” asked Han Jin, frowning.

“He is a magician of darkness,” one cried.

“He is a dirty old man!” the other followed.

“He is very ugly!”

“He is evil and tricky.”

“He is a psychopath and likes virgins.”

“No, he likes lass.”

“But he has poor physical strength.”

“He can’t last long…”

“Wait, wait!” Han Jin stopped them, fearing that the two sirens would even talk about the size of the magician’s penis. “Has anything strange ever happened to you?”

“Is this not enough?” One of the sirens exclaimed. “We were all in Black Raven City and were trained by teacher Prader!”

The other sirens all nodded heavily. Their black long hair swung in the air like waves of dark clouds.

“Trained alone by Teacher Prader!” corrected another Abyssal Siren.

The dark clouds of hair occurred in midair again. Han Jin paused. “How do you relieve the curse?”

The two sirens both froze and gaped at each other. To find out the unusual experiences that they had was easy, but to relieve the curse was really out of their capability.