(Clearwisdom.net) My name is Wang Jinyi and I live in Beiwutun Village, Liusong Town, Langfang City, Hebei Province. Because of my belief in Falun Gong, I have been detained four times. On the evening of October 15, 2002, I was once again arrested at my friend's place and later was sentenced to three years in a labor camp.
On the evening of October 15, 2002, shortly after I got back from work (I was staying at my friend's home at that time), I heard chaotic sounds of footsteps, and noises of knocking on the door and people jumping over my fence. I heard a voice shout, "Watch over him! Beat him to death!" Suddenly a group of approximately eight plainclothes police broke in with batons in their hands. Leaving no time for me to explain, they handcuffed and body searched me. They took away all items found on me including over 300 Yuan in cash, my address book and identification card. The director of the county's "610 Office"(1) Sun Yandong ordered, "Bring him with us!" My friend questioned them, "Why do you arrest him? I will appeal!" A policeman rushed up and slapped him across the face while insulting him. The policeman then disconnected the telephone line and dragged my friend and me into a van.
They took us to the Anping Town Police Station in Xianghe County. After handcuffing me to an metal chair and tying up my feet, they started interrogating me. The persons involved in the interrogation included Sun Yandong, the director of the "610 Office," Zhang Zilai, section chief of the political and security office in the county public security bureau, a person with the surname of Wang and one additional policeman.
The policeman asked me: "I only ask you, "where did Zhang go?" I said: "I don't know. I went to work. How would I know where he went?" Zhang Zilai said, "Be smart! Look where you are now and think about it!" I replied: "I don't know! What do you want me to say?" After a while, they gave up and went out.
Zhang Zilai directed the policeman at the door: "Teach him a lesson!" The policeman then came in followed by another policeman. Furiously, he yelled: "Tell us!" I told him: "I don't know." Then Zhang ordered, "Bring the equipment!" They took out an old crank-style telephone, connected it with two wires to my legs and started turning the crank to generate an electric current. However, there was no current generated no matter how hard they tried.
They then poured water over me and began shocking me with an electric baton. I felt the high voltage electric current reaching my heart through the energy channels in my body. My heart and blood vessels felt strong pressure as if they could no longer dilate. I felt chest pain and difficulty in breathing as if my heart had stopped beating. I could only hear the noise of the electric baton, their curse words and smelled burnt flesh. I don't know how long it had been before they finally stopped due to the battery running out. Seeing my mouth agape and me unable to move, they splashed a cup of water in my face. I was not able to catch my breath for quite a while. They still tried to force me to tell them the whereabouts of the person named Zhang. I told them: "I don't know!" The police said: "He is still so stubborn! Force-feed him with salt and chili pepper water!" He then got two other policemen.
They brought in two cups full of water, one yellow and another white. One policeman grabbed my hair and forced me back so that I faced up and was unable to move. They covered my nose so that I could only breathe with my mouth. Another person came with a screwdriver on one hand and the yellow cup on another. He opened my mouth with the screwdriver and poured the contents down to my throat. Instantly my throat felt the strong burning sensation. I choked and coughed so badly that I could not breathe. They poured the contents of the white cup down. It was very salty. I felt more difficulty in breathing and coughed severely. My tears came out and my throat was burning. They asked again: "Do you want to tell us or not?" I shook my head. The policeman became infuriated and said: "You are truly stubborn! Let me see who will win in the end! Get me the pliers and I will pull out your teeth!"
They quickly got some large pliers. One person pulled my hair back and another covered my nose as before. The policeman forced my mouth open with the screwdriver and clamped the pliers around one of my molars. He asked me furiously: "Are you going to tell us or not?" I firmly shook my head. He twisted and pulled the pliers. Because he was too forceful, the pliers slipped from my teeth. As a result, he lost balance and took several steps backwards. He repeated this several times. I heard a noise and felt excruciating pain. Blood came out of my mouth. I wanted to throw up. The police said angrily: "I will make you eat this if you dare to throw up!" Gaining nothing from torturing me, they discussed their plans to send me to a detention center. It was past 2:00 am on the 16th.
On the way to the detention center, Zhang Zilai said to me, "You think it through. If you don't tell us, within three days I will sentence you to at least three years in labor camp. I make the decisions. You don't care about your own life but you ought to consider your old mother who is over seventy."
Upon arrival at the detention center, I found that my inner thighs had been injured by the electric shock torture. My inner calf was covered in blood blisters the size of walnuts. My teeth were missing and had complications. I could not breathe in cold air with my mouth and I suffered a toothache especially when I ate. Later I was sentenced to three years in a labor camp. However, they did not mention the torture in their reports, only the charges they had fabricated against me. Furthermore, they threatened: "If you don't admit to the charges, we will take you back to the police station and torture you until you 'confess'."
(1)"610 Office" is an agency specifically created to persecute Falun Gong, with absolute power over each level of administration in the Party and all other political and judiciary systems.
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