"Uncle San, where did you learn this method of tying people up? It's incredible," Lin Caisang exclaimed as she gave Uncle San a big thumbs-up when he followed them into the room.
The way they were hung up, the prisoners' backs were still touching the ground, yet their limbs dangled helplessly in the air. It was impossible for them to untie the ropes on their feet with their hands, or cut the ropes with anything.
"We used it in the military to bind spies. Suspended like this and with their mouths stuffed with cloth, they couldn't even commit suicide if they wanted to," Uncle San replied.
"Hmm, this is good."
Lin Caisang nodded approvingly, quite satisfied with the method.
She stepped forward, walked over slowly, and yanked the cloth stuffed in Su Meihua's mouth.
"Ah, you wretched woman, let me go!"
As soon as her mouth was free, Su Meihua shrieked and launched into a tirade against Lin Caisang.
