The world of American TV series: Starting with the L.A. Patrol.

Chapter 306 Water Drop Punishment

Justin brought a high-power signal receiver so that everyone could easily monitor the security guards' walkie-talkie channels. She also cracked the camp's wireless network signal and controlled all the surveillance cameras without anyone noticing.

The surveillance operation continued for two more days. On the fifth day, just when Jack was about to ask Hotchner and Rossi for a few more days of leave, the security guards at the drilling camp finally couldn't hold back.

After some disputes, Sergey Meyers couldn't suppress those under him after all.

They were divided into two groups again, one group stayed behind, and the other group got into the car, and drove all the way to the bar in the town to get drunk. Among them was Jack's chosen target - "Big Mouth" Pete.

When Pete and his accomplices walked into the only bar in town, Sheriff Ben Shawe, Deputy Sheriff Brandt and two other police officers all changed into civilian clothes and drove their cars. Tucked away on two streets before and after the bar.

Braxton first entered the bar to confirm the target. Not long after, a text message was sent to Jack's cell phone. Aaliyah, who had been waiting in the back seat, opened the door and got out of the car.

Watching her walk into the bar, Jack and Jane in the co-pilot also got out of the car, went into the alley, and walked around to the back door of the bar.

In less than half an hour, Pete, who smelled of alcohol, was less than 1 meters tall, and still walked with bow legs, hugged Aaliyah who was wearing heavy makeup, staggered open the back door of the bar and walked into the back alley.

"I like you Indian girls the most, but it's a pity that you can't see them in the bars in the town. Where are we going now? I promise our boss, we must go back before dawn, eh?"

"We don't have much time. They will find out that this guy is missing before dawn."

He pulled a universal tube above Pete's forehead, which was originally used to flush the autopsy table, and he removed the shower head on it.

Jack put gloves on himself slowly, and picked up a neck collar to fix his head.

"Don't be so irritable, I just have some questions to ask you, about the girls you hurt." Jack showed him a standard business smile, and under the light of the shadowless lamp, he looked more and more like a pervert.

"Doggou, Aaliyah, you are so powerful, you deceived this guy so quickly."

While Peter was talking, he saw a man and woman kissing in the alley, and couldn't help but laugh.

Jack rolled his eyes angrily, was that a threat?That's called framing, well, for this reason, the FBI and the military have been fighting for several years because of this "prisoner abuse" scandal.

Half an hour later, in the forensic anatomy room on the first floor of the tribal police station, Pete, with a bruised nose and a swollen face, was left with only one inner bag, which was firmly tied to a stainless steel dissecting table by restraint belts.

"They are the FBI, and they have many methods. In Guantánamo, when the military personnel were interrogating the terrorists, they would put on suits and pretend to be the FBI to intimidate those guys. It was usually very useful."

"I don't know what you are talking about. Let me go. I am innocent. You have found the wrong person." Peter struggled desperately.

"Who are you, Fakyu, and what do you want to do to me?"

She was originally the bait, but because she was worried about being recognized by the accomplices who were hanging out with Peter, she was eventually replaced by Aaliyah who volunteered.

"Peter, hello."

Jack's answer made Peter's anus tighten. He was about to yell, but he felt tight at the moment. Aaliyah pinched his vital part tightly. Before he could scream, a big hand muffled his voice. go back.

Pete moved his head wildly, but there was nothing he could do to stop Jack from fixing his head.

"I don't know what you are talking about. You are dead. What are you going to do? Stop, you bastard. I want to kill you. I will definitely do it."

"Don't worry, the FBI has many ways to deal with tough people. Today I'm going to let you see the most 'gentle' one of them."

"But as the moisture in the towel becomes more and more, the air entering your lungs will gradually decrease, and then you will slowly suffocate." Jack's voice became more and more sinister.

Jack tried to recall in his mind the appearance of the perverted serial killers he had come into contact with. However, he had only been in the BAU for a short time and his experience was really limited.

Jane got into the back seat with a blush on her face. Someone said she had a girlfriend, but her body was very honest. She just accidentally stuck out her tongue and was kissed all over.

Peter watched helplessly as Jack opened the water valve and a stream of water spurted out.

A basin of cold water awakened Pete from his coma. He was horrified to find that he could not move, the surrounding was very cold, and there were rows of morgues against the wall.

Outside the anatomy room, the old sheriff seemed worried, but the deputy sheriff Brant seemed confident in Jack.

Aaliyah, who was sitting in the co-pilot, wiped off the heavy makeup on her face with a wet tissue, and gave her fiancé a hard sip on the face, which made his face soothed a lot.

A soft male voice came from his ear. He tried hard to twist his neck and look in the direction of the voice. A young man was standing next to the dissecting table and looking at him.

"Don't be afraid, you have several days, take your time and enjoy it."

"Hey man, you have a nice girl, would you like to switch?"

Jack held Pete's carotid artery with his other hand and easily brought him down. At the same time, Braxton's Ford Raptor appeared at the entrance of the alley.

Jane on the side widened her eyes, with an expression of why I don't know the department I work for is so awesome.

"Okay, why don't we have something more exciting, and I'll trade it with her?"

"Fakeyu, what are you going to do to me? My friends will find me, and when they find this place, you will be dead, Fake, let me go, you bastard."

"Don't be afraid, I'm not that cruel. Let's change the method today. Waterboarding is too cruel. Let's try only one drop of water at a time."

"Have you ever heard of the FBI's waterboarding? It involves covering a person's face with a towel, and then soaking it little by little with water. Then you will slowly feel difficulty breathing, and then try to breathe hard."

"Wow."

For this reason, Braxton kept his face dark all the way here. Seeing Jack throw Pete into the back seat, he turned around and gave him an old punch, sending the guy into a deeper sleep.

Jack said and closed the water valve again, but did not tighten it. The universal pipe was dripping water at a rate of almost one drop per second.

"Do you know how powerful a drop of water is? Have you ever heard the story of a drop of water piercing a stone?" He pulled the water pipe to the center of Pete's forehead.

Drops of water slowly fell from a height of tens of centimeters, and landed on Pete's forehead drop by drop.

After finishing all this, Jack moved to his forehead and whispered in his ear, "Guess how long it will take for these water droplets to drip through your skull and make a hole in your head?"