It's still an interrogation room. Not a torture chamber.
The respectability of middle-aged people is still maintained. There is no resort to resorting to means. Just changed the handcuffs.
"Why are you arresting me!"
"Why are you arresting me!"
The respectable middle-aged man kept roaring. I haven't realized where this place is yet.
Seeing Zhang Yong come in, he became even more anxious. The body keeps leaning forward. I really want to say loudly into Zhang Yong’s ears, I was wronged, I was wronged...
I am the master of suffering!
I am the master of suffering!
Someone else stole my ocean! You should catch someone else! Why arrest me?
Zhang Yong sat down slowly.
He doesn't know any interrogation techniques. So let’s get straight to the point.
"name."
"Lou Qingcheng."
"I asked for your Japanese name."
"What?"
Lou Qingcheng was at a loss.
The demeanor is very natural. Nothing unusual.
It seems that Zhang Yong is talking nonsense.
Zhang Yong doesn't care either.
Anyway, he didn't expect to find anything out of the interrogation.
The Japanese invaders were very stubborn. Even if the top ten tortures of the Manchu Qing Dynasty were used, confessions might not necessarily result. Therefore, the oral confession is basically equal to none.
We still have to rely on street sweeping.
Investigate Lou Qingcheng’s social relationships. Then scan them one by one and arrest them.
"Lou Qingcheng, you are Japanese."
"I'm not……"
"Why do you think I caught you?"
"I……"
Lou Qingcheng fell silent.
He realized that his situation was not good.
The other party knew that he was Japanese. There was no point in denying it. This is the Lixingshe Secret Service.
Since he has been arrested, it means that Lixingshe has a considerable amount of information.
However, he couldn't understand why he was exposed?
The group I am in has always been calm and has not encountered any accidents!
Why were you arrested all of a sudden?
Is the other party blackmailing me?
"If you confess honestly, you won't have to suffer." Zhang Yong said bluntly, "If you don't want to say it, then slowly taste the one hundred and eight dishes we have prepared for you."
"I'm not Japanese. I was wronged. Unjustly accused." Lou Qingcheng finally chose to resist.
He felt that he could not be exposed.
Zhang Yong then stood up. Prepare to leave. The trial is over. Too lazy to waste my saliva.
"Torture him!"
"yes!"
Zhang Yong came to the next room.
The skinny monkey-like man was imprisoned here. Obviously a little nervous.
"You're scared?"
"Sir, I, I..."
"This is the Lixingshe Secret Service, and we are arresting Japanese!"
"I'm not Japanese! I'm not..."
"I know you're not."
"Thank you, sir!"
The thin monkey breathed a sigh of relief.
Suddenly I heard screams coming from next door.
But the torture of Lou Qingcheng began.
Zhang Yong had no requirements for his subordinates. Just fight however you want. Just don't kill him.
Since there were no professional torture instruments, whips were used.
Soak the whip in water and start whipping it. This method can make the target's skin and flesh go to pieces, but it will not damage the muscles and bones.
Compared with applying the soldering iron directly, it is less likely to cause wound infection.
It can be said to be very kind.
After all, we are a land of heaven and a land of etiquette. It is not good to be too cruel.
Take three meals a day. Three hours per meal is enough.
A course of treatment lasts for 7749 days. It took about three courses of treatment and it was almost done.
"Sir, spare my life..."
"Ask you something."
"You ask, you ask."
"Are you a three-hander?"
"yes……"
"Someone lost some valuable things at the dock recently. Have you received any news?"
"Is it the Tianzi Pier in Wusongkou?"
"Yes. You know?"
"Sir, I don't know the specifics. But I know that there are several very powerful people who have been active there recently. Including the Tumbler, the Golden Beam, the Swallow Three Copies of Water, and so on."
"Oh? What do they want to do?"
"I don't know. Sir, I really don't know. I know everything I know."
"Untie!"
Zhang Yong waved his hand.
The thin monkey breathed a sigh of relief.
He already knew that this place was very scary. I just want to escape quickly.
"If you have any information, come to me. I'll give you this." Zhang Yong took out five ocean coins. "You can get my protection and get money. You can live a decent life."
"Understood." Thin Monkey's eyes suddenly lit up. Swallowing subconsciously.
Unfortunately, I can only watch.
He's not eligible for any of them yet.
Suddenly, he thought of something, gritted his teeth, and said slowly: "Sir, are you investigating Du Xiaodie's death?"
Zhang Yong handed over the five ocean coins, spread his hands, and said, "Tell me in detail."
The thin monkey carefully took the ocean. I am convinced that Zhang Yong really gave it to him. Not kidding yourself. That's why I feel relieved.
"That night, I was near Meilehui. I saw Du Xiaodie put on makeup and went out." Thin Monkey said in surprise, "I'll be back in about an hour. The makeup she put on when she went out was completely different from the makeup she put on when she came back. Personally. I felt weird at the time. And then that night, she died."
"Are you sure you saw it correctly?" Zhang Yong looked unmoved.
"Sir, if I lie to you, you will shoot me." Shouhou was very confident, "In our line of work, the first thing we need to develop is our eyesight."
"Okay. I believe you. Du Xiaodie never came out again after going back?"
"I don't know about this. She went out at nine o'clock in the evening and came back at about ten o'clock. I stayed there until midnight, which was around eleven o'clock, and then I left."
"Any more?"
"No more. When I left, I saw Meng Chaowei coming. I really don't know what happened next."
"Okay. Go ahead!"
Zhang Yong waved his hand. Let the skinny monkey leave.
Make an appointment with him. If he has any information, he can come to him. Or call to let us know.
As a squad leader. He also now has a small room that serves as an office. There is also a telephone. Very ancient. The kind that requires dialing. Incoming and outgoing calls must be transferred to the switchboard.
"Zhong Yang!"
"arrive!"
"Call Wu Liuqi and let's go to Lou's house."
"yes!"
Zhang Yong ordered.
After a while, the three people drove out.
Originally, the team did not have a car. Not eligible for exclusive matching. But Zhang Yong does. If you need a truck, you can call it directly.
After all, the previous rewards were all given to the Eighth Action Group.
Now, the Eighth Operation Group only has two teams. Cars are very plentiful. There is also plenty of fuel. They are all allocated privately by the Ministry of Finance.
Working for the Ministry of Finance is very profitable.
"Captain, the investigation results are out. Lou Qingcheng, the boss of Mingsheng Trading Company."
"This Mingsheng Trading Company imports matches, nails and other materials from abroad. It exports cotton, porcelain, tea, etc. from China. It is quite large, with more than 200 employees."
"I briefly investigated the bank situation of this company. The largest transaction amounted to US$30,000."
"Dollar?"
Zhang Yong's eyes flashed.
This Lou Qingcheng can actually earn US dollars?
Not simple!
What is a hidden Japanese doing to make so much money?
It will definitely not be used on Chinese people.
Maybe a white glove from a Japanese spy agency. It is specifically used to earn funds for the organization. Just like Meng Chaowei.
very good. Caught another big fish. wrong. It's a fat fish.
The car turned into Yihe Road. Lou Qingcheng's home is here.
