August 11, 2002

(Clearwisdom.net)

I was arrested at Tiananmen Square due to my appeal for Falun Dafa on January 1, 2001. Later I was detained at one of the detention centers in the suburbs of Beijing. The very first few days we were detained in a room without any heating. At that time, it was very cold and other than myself there were nine other Dafa practitioners.

The police only gave us three quilts. All ten of us had to keep warm with these three quilts. They also purposely opened the windows to freeze us. When I was interrogated, the police used an electric baton to shock me. He asked me where I came from. In order not to involve others, I didn't speak out my address. To resist our arrest, we went on a hunger strike. Two days later we were moved to another room. On the way, the police asked us to put our hands behind our heads. I didn't follow their orders, so several policemen shocked me with an electrical baton, and beat me. I was beaten so hard that I had difficulty in walking, lying down and going to the restroom. After another two days, the ten of us were separated. I was sent to the first team. At that time, the police asked me to put on a uniform. Then they shocked me with the electrical baton again. The criminals in the same cell forced me to give out my address and name. They also didn't allow me to go on a hunger strike. They poured cold water on me and then stuck me to the iron door. They forcefully fed me with hot pepper water and disallowed me to sleep. They said, "We don't want to do so, but those police ordered us to do it." On the sixth day of my hunger strike, the police tortured me with an electrical needle in order to force me to eat. Even so I didn't eat. The police then force fed me. The criminals of the same cell said the pressure on them was very high due to my hunger strike. I started to eat for their sake. One criminal told me, "As soon as you were assigned to the first team, the police told me that they would not let you feel comfortable for three successive days."

Because they saw the bruises on my body, they didn't touch me on the first two days. Two days later, when the police came again and attempted to force me to tell my address, the criminals of the same cell began not to listen to them but helped me secretly.

On January 11, I was interrogated again. The police first opened the window to freeze me, then they claimed that my appeal negatively affected Beijing's application to host the Olympics. "I will beat you for the sake of Beijing people," One officer said. He beat me on the face using his hand and then using a police baton. Later I was detained in another cell. The criminals there brutally beat me. I shouted out "Falun Dafa is good." When the police heard this, they came over and beat me with an electrical baton. I then fell unconscious. When I sat down, it was hard to get up. When I got up, it was hard to sit down. When sleeping, I could not turn around.

On January 17, the local police was sent to see me off, together with my managers. My managers told me that in order to get me back, the company and my home spent a lot of money (5000 Yuan respectively). On January 18, I returned to Yanji. At first I was detained for 15 days. During these 15 days, the police tried to get a cellmate to force me to renounce my practice of Falun Dafa. I told them all benefits of Falun Dafa. One Korean senior told me, "I formerly believed what they said about Falun Gong on TV. However, after seeing the bruises on your body, I don't believe them any more."

On February 2, I was detained in another detention center. The criminals of the same cell didn't let me sleep for three days. I told the police but they took no action. One policeman said there would be no motivation when there was no pressure. When I shouted, "Falun Dafa is good," all policemen came over.

One February 19, they put me into the labor camp. There they forced Dafa practitioners to do hard labor, forced us to study, attempted to force us to break from Falun Gong, forced us to sit in still for a long time without a single move. If we moved a little bit, they would beat or threaten us. They also sent my relatives over to persuade me to break from Falun Gong. I wasn't moved at all. Sector manager Li Wenbin said I was inhuman and beat me with his shoes. My mouth was full of blood.

One day we went out to do forced labor. It was raining and all of us were wet. Our job was to clean the dirty gutters. At lunchtime, we were not allowed to clean our hands. After lunch, we were not allowed to have a rest, but were forced to sit still in the restroom. We said the restroom was too cold. The team leader began to shout at us. Sector manager Li came over and beat one of Dafa practitioner.

Sector manager Li Wenbin then locked up all three of us. Later when I came out from the locked room, I was asked to sit still for a long time. Because of this like many others my buttocks were bruised. The pain felt like a serious case of "pins and needles". The team leader didn't allow me to change the pose. One day because I would not stand for it, the team leader punished me by making me stand still. I fainted after standing for half a day. Sector manager Li was asked to come over to look at the wound on my buttock. He said I could sit on the ground but could not use a mattress. Because I didn't break from Falun Dafa, they added terms to us every month. The longest term added was 20 days in one month.

On December 19, we were transferred to Jiutai Labor Camp of Jilin Province. At Jiutai Labor Camp, they made us work in silence. If someone was found talking, he would be beaten or verbally abused. One day when watching the news slandering Falun Gong on TV, I said all content on TV was false. Tang Wenbo, Liu Xiduo, Zhao Fengshan, etc, a total five persons beat me in turn. They said that there was another round of cracking down on Falun Gong. Almost all were beaten. If you didn't break from Falun Gong, you would be beaten with an electrical baton or shoes. Zhao said they would let us pass the physical punishment and scream. Those who broke from Falun Gong were asked to write five letters. One day they forced our Dafa practitioners to read slanderous propaganda materials, I didn't cooperate with them. So Tang hit me with his shoes on my face.

During my detention period, I always had one belief, that is, I would assist Teacher in his journey in this world, rectifying the Fa and verifying the Fa. I am one element of Dafa and could not bring shame on it.