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Going to Tiananmen Square to Validate Dafa; Being Arrested without Cause and Witnessing the Evil's Madness Written by a male Dafa practitioner in China
(Clearwisdom.net) One day in October I arrived at Tiananmen Square.
The flag-raising ceremony had just concluded. People were crowding around.
Silently I read the Fa-rectification verse, quickly took out a prepared banner
and held it over my head, silently saying to myself: "Any predestined
people, please take a look at my banner. The more people I can offer salvation
to, the more can be saved." Afterwards, there was serenity inside me, and
my mind became empty. I did what a Dafa practitioner should do -- validate Dafa
and protect Dafa during tribulations. This is the vow I once made.
Afterwards, there was something that I had never experienced or thought
about. Quickly a police van drove up. An armed police officer grabbed me and
forced me into the van. In the van was a young police officer, no more than
twenty years old who used the most obscene and dirty language to insult a female
practitioner. He even slapped her face. I felt that I was looking at a beast
covered by human skin. We arrived at the Tiananmen Police Station. There I saw
the most horrible scene I had ever experienced in my life. A policeman beat this
female Dafa practitioner while cursing her with obscene language. Then they
forced her to have her picture taken. Five or six policemen held one female Dafa
practitioner, pulled her hair and slapped her face, "Pa, Pa, Pa," the
sounds shocked and scared people. This young girl cried in pain. My heart became
very heavy. I could not believe they were the capital's police.
Then we were confined in a large metal cage, which could hold at most thirty
people. There was a bench that could only hold four persons, but no
practitioners wanted to sit there first. More and more practitioners were
brought in for validating Dafa; the hand marks from being slapped were all over
the faces of the female practitioners. Bunches of hairs were pulled from their
scalps. A wicked policeman kicked a female practitioner into the metal cage.
Watching the painful expression of the female practitioner, he just laughed.
The numbers of the illegally held Dafa practitioners became larger. Everyone
had to sit on the chilly concrete floor. More practitioners were sent in. The
loud sounds of faces being slapped was easily heard in the hallway, so a police
officer closed the door.
Later I was taken to a detention center near Beijing where I experienced the
evilness of Jiang Zemin's Terrorist Regime. A group of vicious police personnel
interrogated me in "soft and hard" ways. I refused to tell them my
address. They said that if they beat me to death, I would only become a nameless
corpse, and that pouring 30 basins of cold water on me would make me tell
everything.
Then they brought me into a cell. A jailer told the inmates, "Take care
of him, he does not speak." After he shut the door, eight people started to
beat me up, kicked my crotch area and slapped my face. They felt not satisfied
kicking me with sneakers and they changed into leather boots. They beat me as
hard as they could for 6 or 7 hours, during which time they tore off my clothes
and poured over thirty basins of cold water on my body. My cries could probably
be heard across the whole detention center. Chilling cries from the beatings
could be heard from female cells.
I am willing to personally testify the above experiences.
Posting date: 11/19/2001
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