Fujikura Seijiro felt that he was already living in a nightmare.
Those people did not torture him.
But he would rather torture himself!
Torture is just physical pain.
Fujikura Seijiro is confident that he can still survive.
But now?
They took turns, interrogating themselves endlessly.
Even, don't let yourself rest and sleep at all.
Fujikura Seijiro couldn't hold on any longer, and his eyelids were trembling.
But just when he closed his eyes, the interrogator had already forcefully pushed him awake, and then he said to him politely:
"Your Excellency, wake up, wake up, you can go to sleep now that you have said it."
say what?
For example, how did you become an intelligence officer in Shanghai, and what is your relationship with Yuandao Tani?
Have you done anything to assist Tanishihara Michio?
If that's too far away, then ask about something closer.
For example, how did you command the troops in Lingayin Bay?
What did you do after the army failed?
How and why did you want to come to Manila?
Let him answer every question himself.
There was no inducement.
But every question seems to be asking for a confession!
Fujikura Seijiro knew exactly what answers they wanted to get from his mouth.
There were several times when he wanted to admit it directly so that he could have a good sleep and then find Iwabuchi three more times to clear his grievances.
But he told himself that he couldn't do this. Once he admitted it, he would probably be bitten by these mad dogs!
These people never treated him badly in terms of food and drink.
When the time comes, I will definitely eat on time.
At first, Fujikura Seijiro's appetite was good.
But as time went by, his sleepiness became more and more intense, and his spirit became more and more sleepy as time went by.
The result was that his appetite was getting worse and worse.
Moreover, Fujikura Seijiro found that his addiction to smoking was getting bigger and bigger.
In the past, he also smoked, but only occasionally.
But after arriving here, he could still control it at first, but later he was almost smoking one after another.
I kept smoking until my mouth was numb, but I still wanted to smoke.
It was the only thing that could lift his spirits.
This also has negative consequences for the interrogator.
Supplies are very tight in Manila right now, and so are cigarettes.
Obtaining cigarettes is no simple matter.
How could Fujikura Seijiro be so excited?
You see, this guy put out his cigarette halfway through his cigarette.
The interrogators were so distressed that they could only take the opportunity to sweep the floor, quietly take out the half-and-half cigarettes on the ground, peel off the shreds, roll them up with paper, and smoke them again.
Damn it, the person being interrogated can only smoke this kind of cigarette, but the person being interrogated actually has to ensure his supply of cigarettes?
But what can be done?
This was ordered by Meng Shaoyuan himself.
There are even worse ones.
Several times, Fujikura Seijiro used the excuse of needing to go to the toilet and wanted to find a chance to take a nap.
But those people followed him closely. Even if he went to the toilet, he had to open the door.
Still, as soon as he closed his eyes, those people would wake him up immediately, without even giving him a second to rest!
Fujikura Seijiro couldn't hold on any longer.
Here comes the more abominable thing these guys did.
They found a very bright light and shook it directly on Fujikura Seijiro's face.
This is even more of a torture.
Fujikura Seijiro, who was on the verge of mental breakdown, saw the cup Kageyama Nosuke was drinking from, and an idea suddenly came to his mind.
Ask for water, then smash the cup, and use the fastest speed to get the broken pieces of the cup to hurt yourself!
In this case, they must call the doctor.
Moreover, he was certain that Iwabuchi had given orders three times not to harm himself.
Once they are injured, these people must report to Iwabuchi three times.
Then, I will have the opportunity to see Iwabuchi three times.
"I want to drink water." Fujikura Seijiro said tiredly.
"Hurry, get some water for the Chief of Staff." Kageyama Nosuke said immediately.
A glass of water was brought to Fujikura Seijiro.
He took the cup and took a sip.
When the guard wasn't paying attention, he slammed the cup on the ground.
Just as he was about to bend down, suddenly, the guard who had been careless just now held him down firmly.
As if he had expected that he would do this, Kageyama Nosuke said with a half-smile: "It's okay, isn't it just a cup? If it breaks, it will break. Come and clean it up. Your Excellency, Chief of Staff, although Manila is short of supplies , but there are plenty of cups!”
Meng Shaoyuan had already considered everything.
He told people like Kageyama Nosuke and Tian Qi that when the person being interrogated really couldn't hold on any longer, he would fight for a chance for himself through self-mutilation.
And this also indicates that their spirits are gradually collapsing.
At this moment, Fujikura Seijiro was completely desperate.
There was another interrogator.
Now, it's Kageyama Nosuke's turn to go out and rest.
"It's the third day." Tian Qi was waiting for him outside.
Seeing Jingshan Nosuke come out, Tian Qi opened a small iron box and handed it over.
Inside were tobacco and some cut newspapers.
Kageyama Nosuke rolled one and cursed: "Damn it, are our cigarettes about to bottom out?"
"It's okay, it's okay." Tian Qi said self-deprecatingly: "I have collected all the cigarette butts, peeled them off, and I can still hold on for a while."
The two looked at each other and smiled bitterly.
Then the same thought came to my mind:
Meng Shaoyuan, you are so fucking useless!
The remaining cigarettes were all used by you to line your own pockets, and you didn’t leave any for your brothers?
"It's the third day." Kageyama Nosuke took a puff of his cigarette bitterly, it was too strong: "On the fifth day, let him sleep for an hour."
This was also arranged by Meng Shaoyuan.
Five days and five nights without sleep will lead to a mental and physical breakdown.
At this time, let the interrogator sleep for one to two hours to ensure that he will not die suddenly.
He was then immediately awakened to continue the interrogation.
This is also the most uncomfortable time for prisoners.
"How do you think this guy knows so many things?" Jingshan Nosuke couldn't help but ask.
"He knows a lot of things." Tian Qi smiled and said: "When I was in Shanghai in the past, there were many more interrogation methods than this, and you had never heard of some torture instruments.
When we were in Shanghai, we often called him a 'pervert'. Really, a healthy person would never be able to think of such a torture device. "
A smile finally appeared on Kageyama Nosuke's face.
Before, he had never known the true identity of "Shibu Taniguchi".
It was not until later that he was shocked to know that "Shibu Taniguchi" was actually the Meng Shaoyuan who had made the Japanese intelligence community change his mind!
Not only was Meng Shaoyuan not dead, but he also appeared in Manila!
Then, all the magical things done by "Shibu Taniguchi" will have a reasonable explanation.
No wonder the teacher thinks so highly of him.
So what now?
According to Meng Shaoyuan's deployment, will Fujikura Seijiro finally say what they want?
