Author: The bear skimming the treetops

Fang now arrived at the torture room with Wang Weizhong, where the interrogation work had already been prepared.

After hearing the news, Sun Dabiao rushed over again.

However, this time he did not go in, but stood at the door waiting for Fang Jin and Wang Weizhong to arrive.

After the meeting, Sun Dabiao gave the two brothers a thumbs up: "You two, I, Sun, am really convinced. You are going to fill up the prison of our action team!"

Wang Weizhong smiled faintly. His mind was not here, but on Dai Renfa who was inside the interrogation room door.

Fang is different now. Although Sun Dabiao is a bit of a tiger, he is an docile donkey. As long as he feels that you have the same temperament with him, he can treat you like a brother.

Otherwise, I won't even look at you seriously.

But Fang now belongs to the former.

In the future, he will inevitably come to the cell and interrogation room, and Fang still wants to try his best to have a good relationship with him as the team leader.

"Team Leader Sun, you must quickly ask the station commander to approve a fund for you to expand this cell, and these torture rooms must also be renovated. Otherwise, they will not be able to meet the current work needs at all!"

Sun Dabiao immediately beamed after hearing this, and this suggestion came to his heart.

Compared with the intelligence team and the action team, the interrogation team is Qingshui Yamen and does not have much funding throughout the year, which makes life very difficult for team leader Sun Dabiao.

After all, he is not alone and has so many brothers under his command.

Watching people eat meat every day, they can't even drink soup, so they don't have any ideas.

What do you think of him as the team leader?

Some important prisoners are held in solitary confinement, which makes the already small cell overcrowded. When it was originally built, it was never expected that it would be overcrowded, so the scale was very small.

There are also several interrogation rooms. Once there are too many people who need to be interrogated, they all have to queue up and take turns. Interrogations usually last four or five hours.

Intelligence work requires efficiency. It is a race against time. Who can afford to wait?

Even if the webmaster cannot fully agree to the applied amount and give a discount, it will definitely not be too little.

When the funds come out in batches, hehe...

He looked at Fang Jin and smiled, almost mistaking this young man for a philanthropic boy.

Fang now roughly guessed what the other party was thinking. Anyway, spending money from the station to build a good relationship with Sun Dabiao would only benefit him, not any harm.

Sun Dabiao smiled happily: "Oh, brother Fang, do you need my help today? To be honest, my hands have been itchy for a long time."

Give him a peach and give him a plum in return.

Hit the road!

Fang now looked at Wang Weizhong. Although Wang Weizhong didn't like Sun Dabiao's fierceness, he still quite approved of his torture methods.

In terms of interrogation, Sun Dabiao is a golden brand.

Seeing that Wang Weizhong did not object, Fang now smiled and said to Sun Dabiao: "This is exactly what I wanted. With Team Leader Sun taking action, the interrogation work will be more effective and everyone will be happy in the end."

When Sun Dabiao heard this, his face was filled with smiles.

After the three people had finished their greetings, they stopped talking and entered the torture room one by one.

The action team members had already tied Dai Renfa tightly to the cross.

Since it was the case that Fang had caught now, Wang Weizhong didn't say much and motioned for him to preside over the trial.

Fang now was not polite and walked up to Dai Renfa.

A strong smell of blood assaulted my nostrils.

The thick cross behind Dai Renfa had been tied up with countless people. It had long been soaked with the blood of these prisoners, and the wood had turned black. It was even rotten in some places, and the smell it gave off was disgusting.

Not to mention, the feet under which Dai Renfa stood, although they had been washed several times with clean water, were still black and sticky, and made a tooth-gripping sound every time he stepped on them.

As usual, Fang still asks first.

However, he didn't say much nonsense at all. He walked up to Dai Renfa, put his palm on Dai Renfa's chin, lifted it up suddenly, and slammed the back of Dai Renfa's head against the wooden frame.

Dai Ren groaned in pain.

"Dai Renfa, I don't want to waste words with you. You know why we arrested you. We have been watching you for a long time, and it is impossible to deny your true identity. Now, let me ask you! Should you tell us the truth? Or should you turn us over?

Have you tasted all the torture instruments here?"

Ikeda Jiro did not reply to the question, but gave him a contemptuous look. In fact, from the moment he was caught, he no longer panicked.

Moreover, after he was escorted back to the torture room of the Lincheng Military Intelligence Station, no one came to conduct interrogation for a while. They must have gone to arrest Seto Kawanhei.

I don’t know how Seto Kawanhei is doing now?

His eyes were searching for the answer on Fang Jin's face, but Fang Gujing didn't show any concern, which was disappointing.

At this moment, Ikeda Jiro felt extremely remorseful for the serious consequences of his own insistence. Not only did he become a prisoner, but he also implicated Seto Kawanpei.

The situation has become so bad that the right-hand man that Team Leader Miura brought from Shanghai is about to be destroyed.

The impact on the investigation of the "Qingzhou" team is secondary. The most frightening thing is that I don't know if the Chinese agents have now obtained the residence of Team Leader Miura.

If the answer is yes, it will bring disaster to Team Leader Miura and the entire investigation team.

He now somewhat understood why China's intelligence agencies had targeted them so quickly.

It was all my fault that I was too impatient at the time and should not have taken exploratory actions at Guangji Hospital that day. Now I can only swallow the bitter fruit I have brewed and regret it too late.

He was thinking wildly, and there was a possibility that Hiroshi Ito had betrayed him long ago. Team leader Miura had always suspected Hiroshi Ito, and now that he thought about it, this possibility was not small.

Jiro Ikeda is different from Seto Kawanhei. He believes in Miura Kazuichi more. He has an almost blind belief in Miura Kazuichi. To put it bluntly, he is foolishly loyal.

Of course, Fang now would not be so naive as to think that Dai Renfa would confess easily, but it didn't matter, the subsequent torture would make him feel worse than death.

A confession can finally be obtained.

He turned to Sun Dabiao and said, "Okay, now it's Team Leader Sun's turn to show him his skills and entertain our guest!"

After saying that, he returned to his seat and sat next to Wang Weizhong, quietly without saying a word, waiting for Sun Dabiao's method.

Sun Dabiao smiled faintly at Fang Jin, and when he turned to Jiro Ikeda, his eyes were already filled with ferocity, staring at his prey viciously like a wolf, "You are lucky today, I happen to be in the mood."

Next, the whip, tiger bench and other torture instruments were used again, which lasted for more than an hour.

Jiro Ikeda was covered in blood, and not a single piece of his flesh was left intact, but he gritted his teeth and said nothing, while large beads of sweat kept flowing down his head.

Fang was now a little impatient. He urged Sun Dabiao next to him: "Team Leader Sun, we want to get a confession as soon as possible, so we have to capture him quickly!"

Sun Dabiao's face darkened. He didn't know that he had to race against time, but this little Japanese was obviously a tough guy. So many torture instruments were used on him, but he didn't say a word.

Wang Weizhong said expressionlessly: "As long as people don't die, the rest is under the control of Team Leader Sun!"

This also set the tone for the torture.

However, Sun Dabiao also knew that torture was the icing on the cake, not a timely help.

If someone is really tortured to death, he will be responsible for it in the end.

You still have to be restrained in your methods, and you can't accidentally take the blame.

Fang really couldn't wait any longer. This time he had to capture Dai Renfa quickly.

Otherwise, if we wait too long, Dai Renfa's loss of contact will inevitably attract the attention of other Japanese spies.

Before that, he wanted to dig out these members from Dai Renfa's mouth, especially to find the leader who came to the city to investigate the "Qingzhou" group.

He stood up, stepped forward, picked up the iron from the charcoal basin, and was about to attack Ikeda Jiro himself.

When Sun Dabiao saw that Fang was now anxious, he quickly stopped him. After all, Fang was now the popular person in front of the webmaster.

"Brother Fang, don't move. Let me do these things. You should sit down and drink tea and watch the show. This person is so important. If anything goes wrong, it will be difficult for us to deal with the stationmaster, right?

"

He was really afraid that if Fang accidentally killed someone, he would be the unlucky one in the end.

Sun Dabiao also felt that sometimes he was just a bitch, and people didn't let him interrogate him. Why did he take the initiative to do so?

If you find a little Japanese who refuses to speak, wouldn't you be riding a tiger in a trap?

No, we have to find some means.

Fang Jin now smiled slightly: "Team Leader Sun, I have heard of your methods. Now you are just serving some appetizers. As long as you show a few tricks, you don't have to worry about him not opening up?"

Sun Dabiao secretly cursed: This is deliberately destroying my army!

"Okay, there's not a single prisoner in my hands who hasn't opened his mouth yet!"

He also agreed repeatedly, not to mention whether there were any benefits, but he had to pry Dai Renfa's mouth open just for this old face.

Under Fang Jin's supervision, Sun Dabiao directly used heavy methods on Jiro Ikeda.

The long iron skewer was inserted directly into the nail seam, pulled out, and then the iron pliers were used to pull out the nails one by one...

The red-hot iron was stamped on each wound, and the smell of burning immediately hit the nostrils, and it was also used to claim the reputation of sterilization and disinfection.

Jiro Ikeda felt as if he had been thrown into a furnace, his skin and muscles were twitching constantly.

Seeing that Jiro Ikeda still refused to explain, Sun Dabiao also became angry and called two interrogators.

One person dragged the clamp over. It was three wooden sticks about three feet long. One end was connected with an iron bar, and the other was loosened. After clamping Ikeda Jiro's feet, the end was tightened with hemp rope, and each end was tied with a hoop.

Ikeda Jiro felt heartbreaking pain.

Sun Dabiao chuckled: "The next dish is similar to playing the pipa. The sound will be very beautiful. You have to feel it with your heart."

Ikeda Jiro couldn't help but shudder when he heard this.

After tightening the rope, Sun Dabiao hit his shin with a small hammer and asked a question. He gritted his teeth and did not answer.

Every time he knocked, the sound seemed to hit Jiro Ikeda's brain and heart.

The pain went straight to his forehead, and he had to grit his teeth so hard that the rag in his mouth was almost broken by his bite.

When I struck the thirtieth time, my vision went dark, the world began to spin, and I immediately lost track of who was going on.
Chapter completed!