Transmigrated as the Crown Prince

As soon as he got off the car after returning home, Voigt saw two strange men standing in front of him. One of them asked coldly. "Are you Voigt?" Although he used a questioning tone, it was more like an affirmative tone.

Voigt looked at the two strong men with no good intentions and asked warily. "Who are you?" As he spoke, his hand quietly touched his waist, but before he could touch the pistol, his wrist was restrained by the other party, with such force that he could not move. Just as he was about to open his mouth to shout, a ball of cloth was stuffed into his mouth, blocking the cry for help that was about to come out. Immediately afterwards, the other party skillfully put a black hood on him, and the whole person was lifted off the ground.

Reinhard, who was sitting in the car not far away and watching all this, frowned. "You all dress like this when performing field missions?"

He has been busy with internal affairs before, and today is his first time participating in field missions. But the clothes of the agents performing the mission really opened his eyes. They still inherited the style of their predecessors from the last war. Gray clothes, gray hat, eyes swaying from side to side, pale face, holding a cane, and a funny fake beard. It's almost like he's afraid that others won't know that he is a secret agent.

It’s so embarrassing that I might get cancer! ! !

The assistant on the side nodded seriously. "Yes, Deputy Director, do you have any questions?"

Reinhard rubbed the goosebumps on his arms, feeling out of breath. "Is there a problem? Of course there is a problem. Are you dressing up like this just to be funny or to let others see that you are spies?"

the assistant asked blankly. "How should I wear it?"

"We dress how ordinary people dress. What's the difference between your dress and the way a policeman sounds his siren to catch bad guys? People in our profession should be as low-key as possible. Even if we throw you on the road, you will be instantly submerged in the crowd. That kind of thing.”

In any case, the arrest operation went smoothly. Voigt was tied up in the interrogation room of the Intelligence Department without alerting anyone.

A few strong men who were sitting lazily playing cards stood up with a grunt. "Ha, it's been a long time since I've been here to work. I can finally stretch my muscles and bones. Hurry, pick him up. As always, beat him first and then ask questions."

Reinhard came in on the heels and spoke. "Your Highness has an order not to leave any scars."

"Leave no scars?" The strong man was stunned when he heard this. He raised the whip as thick as a finger in his hand, looked at the various torture instruments hanging on the surrounding walls, and shook his head helplessly. "Deputy Director, you are really stumping me."

Reinhard took out the piece of paper Yannick gave him, glanced at it and gave instructions. "You two go and bring some buckets of water. You two, tie him to that board. Put something on the other end of the board so that his feet can go up and down."

This was originally an interrogation room, and everything was extremely complete. Soon Voigt was tied to the wooden board and the cloth strip from his mouth was removed. "Who are you? What are you doing? Do you know who I am?"

"Who the hell do I care who you are?" The strong man sneered. Following Reinhard's instructions, he covered Voigt's face with a towel, picked up a bucket, and started pouring water on his face. .

After five seconds Reinhard raised his hands. "stop."

Voigt coughed violently. Just as he was about to take a breath, he heard an order. "fall."

This was repeated, and just when he was about to pour it for the third time, a stench came out of Igot's lower body.

The strong man couldn't help but curse loudly. "***, this guy is incontinent."

Reinhard took out a handkerchief and covered his mouth and nose with disgust, then walked over and lifted the wet towel off Voigt's face. "Mr. Voigt, can we talk now?"

Voigt had never experienced such a painful feeling in his life, and he was already a mess with tears and runny nose. "You, what do you want to talk about?!"

"G43. Who instructed you to make false reports to deceive His Majesty the Emperor? Did Mauser's people instruct you to do it?"

"G43?" Voigt said with a pale face, feeling that he was really going to be unlucky. "No, that was entirely my own idea and had nothing to do with them."

Reinhard smacked his lips in regret. "continue."

"No!" Voigt screamed only half a syllable, and the cold water poured into his mouth mercilessly. Let him once again experience the fear of dying.

After repeating it twice more, Reinhard lifted the towel again, this time without him opening his mouth, and Voigt shouted. "Whoever you say will get it, I'll admit it, okay? I'll admit it, okay? Please don't come again, I really can't stand it!"

Reinhard sneered. "That's right. If you had recognized him earlier, you wouldn't have to suffer this crime. Record a confession for him."

Seeing Voigt being carried out, a strong man on the side shook his head with unfinished content. "Tsk, this guy is too useless. I think this is the easiest interrogation."

Reinhard smiled. "It's not necessarily that he's a coward, it's that His Highness's interrogation methods are amazing. Why don't you try it?"

"I really want to give it a try." The strong man lay down on the board with a look of eagerness. He felt that as long as he could hold his breath for at least three or four minutes, how could he become incontinent in just a few seconds like that weakling?

Unfortunately, it backfired. After a few seconds, the strong man rolled to the side and coughed violently. "Fuck, what is this?! I almost drowned!"

If Yannick were here, he would definitely despise him. "CIA agents can only endure it for 14 seconds. How long do you think you can endure it?"

It is rumored that the CIA has this question when recruiting new recruits: What should you do if you are caught by the KGB and face waterboarding? It is said that the correct answer is: hire it quickly. No amount of training can effectively help you get through this.

Because the feet are tilted and the head is tilted, the water poured on the face will flow into the nostrils. Even if you hold your breath, you still feel that the air is being sucked out. It is like a vacuum cleaner that quickly empties the lungs in 4-5 seconds. Completely drain the gas. Under this stimulation, the human body will exhale unconsciously, trying to use exhalation to drive away the water. But the water cannot be driven away, it will just keep pouring in.

Although the lungs are empty, the person still tries to exhale air to drive away the water, but there is no air left to exhale. At this time, the choking feeling in the nasal cavity, the 10-20° slope, the struggle to exhale desperately, and the cold water on the face and chest all caused extremely terrifying psychological feelings. Many people did not start choking at this time. The water has yielded.

If he persisted for a few more seconds, he would begin to feel suffocated, which would increase the fear several times. After carrying it for a few more seconds, the person starts to choke on the water. The fear at this time is completely beyond description in words. Very few people can survive to this point.

Reinhard looked at the burly man's embarrassed look, smiled, turned around and left the interrogation room. I secretly sighed that I was becoming more and more unable to see through His Highness the Crown Prince.

This is the intelligence department, and everyone is already very good at this process. Soon, a confession signed by Voigt was delivered to Reinhard. He didn't dare to delay, and after checking it carefully, he hurried to Yannick's office.

Yannick asked casually while looking through the confession. "Is waterboarding effective?"

Reinhard nodded in response. "It's very useful. I don't think anyone can withstand this kind of punishment."

Yannick got up and prepared to go out. "Okay, thank you for your hard work. Master the Intelligence Department as soon as possible. There are still many things you need to do."

"yes!"