Chapter 8: All the agencies are exhausted

Style: Historical Author: sharp hatchetWords: 2954Update Time: 24/01/11 22:28:13
"Uncle Zhang, I have nothing to do this morning. I wonder if I can go to your place to play for a while?" Tang Cheng rolled his eyes and asked Zhang Jianghe an unexpected question. Seeing Zhang Jianghe looking at him with surprise, Tang Cheng concealed his smile and said, "Uncle Zhang, don't forget, I helped you catch that Japanese. You don't doubt that I am a Japanese spy." Hidden son, right? Maybe if I go, the Japanese spy who refuses to let go will speak up. After all, I caught him with my own hands."

Tang Cheng's words made Zhang Jianghe slightly stunned. Thinking about it carefully, Zhang Jianghe found that Tang Cheng's words were not wrong. Maybe if he took Tang Cheng to meet the Japanese spy, there might be holes in the other's psychological defense. Looking up at Tang Cheng's serious face, Zhang Jianghe thought to himself for a while, then nodded to Tang Cheng and agreed. Tang Cheng's father was also a member of the Military Intelligence Department. Although he was unlucky and lost his life after being recruited, Tang Cheng's father not only had a good relationship with Zhang Jianghe, but was also not popular at the Nanjing headquarters of the Military Intelligence Department. Difference.

Following Zhang Jianghe, he walked into the headquarters building of the Military Intelligence Department. After hearing that Tang Cheng was Tang Qishan's son, the people he met along the way would all show a smile to Tang Cheng, and a few of them would sigh secretly. He thought Tang Qishan was born at the wrong time. "Uncle Zhang, I see that your place is similar to the police headquarters outside. When people from outside hear that they are coming to your place, their legs become weak and tremble like chaff. When I look at you, there aren't many evil-looking people here." !" Tang Cheng couldn't help but look around for a while, but his words made Zhang Jianghe amused.

The Military Intelligence Office has great authority and is directly responsible to the Chairman. When handling some sensitive incidents, it even has the power to mobilize garrison troops to cooperate. Some outsiders have vaguely compared the Military Intelligence Office to the Imperial Guards of the Ming Dynasty. In such an environment, everyone in the Military Intelligence Department became arrogant. When my sister was eager for success, she would always resort to any means to be criticized by the outside world. Over time, the reputation of the Military Intelligence Department became bad.

Zhang Jianghe naturally couldn't explain these matters to Tang Cheng in detail, so he could only deal with them vaguely at this moment. "You kid, don't think about those who have some and those who don't. Even in the government and the Ministry of Military Affairs, there are black sheep. If there are too many such black sheep, your reputation will not be good to the outside world. Just remember, no one is 100% perfect in the world. There are no bad guys, and there are no 100% good guys.”

"Okay, okay, okay, I just don't want to say it!" Seeing Zhang Jianghe transforming into a professor again and wanting to have a long talk with him, Tang Cheng immediately raised a white flag and begged for mercy. The last time Tang Cheng was smoking, Zhang Jianghe happened to meet him. He was immediately taken to the street corner and reprimanded for more than half an hour. Tang Cheng did not want to suffer such a painful lesson again. Zhang Jianghe, the operations captain, could not yet make a decision as to whether he could take Tang Cheng to see the Japanese spy caught yesterday. He must first seek instructions from his immediate superior, Operations Section Chief Jiang Peilun.

It was still early and section chief Jiang Peilun hadn't come to work yet, so Zhang Jianghe had to ask Tang Cheng to come to his office and wait. Just when the two of them were chatting nonsense. The phone rang. Zhang Jianghe immediately picked up the phone. Tang Cheng listened calmly. An urgent voice sounded on the other end of the phone, and Zhang Jianghe's face became increasingly ugly. In the end, he simply cursed "trash" and slammed the phone away.

After putting down the phone, veins popped up on Zhang Jianghe's forehead, and he angrily said to Tang Cheng, "These trashes in the Intelligence Department are so fucking jealous that they want to take credit. The torturers couldn't stop them, so they put the prisoner in the electric chair. Phone Li said that the person was dying at that time, and now he only has one breath left. At this time, he remembered that our operations department came and said that he would hand over the person to us. He was trying to leave the mess to our operations department, and he had no good intentions. s things!"

"Uncle Zhang, what are you going to do now?" Tang Cheng asked casually when he saw Zhang Jianghe's expression was not good.

Zhang Jianghe looked indignant and helpless at this moment: "This case was handled by our Operations Section. If you get involved, you can't get rid of it. It is reasonable for the Intelligence Section to ask us to do the final processing. I can only go and see one Look, do your best and obey fate!"

Tang Cheng immediately licked his face and asked to go with him. He had already tested the effectiveness of the new skill on Hu Zi last night. He wanted to see with his own eyes whether the Japanese agent had any hope of using the new skill to get something out of the opponent's mouth. Information, maybe there will be a miracle. The Torture Section is not in this building, but in an inconspicuous three-story office building not far away. The three floors above are offices, and the basement downstairs is the prison where important prisoners are detained and interrogated.

The place is tightly guarded and guarded. Even Zhang Jianghe needs to hold a certificate and be inspected before he can enter. Tang Cheng followed Zhang Jianghe and was led into a cold and gloomy basement. Tang Cheng carefully looked around and saw that the walls and tool tables were filled with various instruments of torture. You can even see traces of black blood seeping into the ground. On the electric chair in the middle, there is a prisoner covered in blood and flesh sitting slumped.

A muscular man wearing only a shirt was angrily grabbing the prisoner's collar and shaking it. When he saw Zhang Jiang and the two coming, he let go of his hand in annoyance and shook his head at Zhang Jiang and Zhang Jiang. Seeing this scene, Zhang Jianghe knew that there was nothing he could do to save the day, so he didn't bother to step forward to check. He just said feebly, "Forget it, let's write reports separately."

The people in the torture department had been hiding away for a long time. If things went wrong, they were too worried to take care of themselves. Only Tang Cheng did not give up. He stepped forward and came to Kadokawa Ryuichi. The Kadokawa Ryuichi in front of him has a weak breath, his empty and lifeless pupils have diverged, and his life breath will be cut off at any time. If you don't look carefully, he is completely dead. Tang Cheng sighed secretly in his heart, and slowly stretched out his hand to close Kadokawa Ryuichi's eyes, but in fact, he secretly activated the new skill that he had just won through a lottery last night.

"What are you doing?" Unexpectedly, before Tang Cheng's hand touched Kadokawa Ryuichi, a loud shout came from behind, and the muscular man just now was glaring at Tang Cheng. Tang Cheng stiffened and froze on the spot, almost as if it was a conditioned reflex. Tang Cheng immediately looked at Zhang Jianghe. Since Zhang Jianghe could bring him in here, Tang Cheng knew that Zhang Jianghe would definitely have a way to take him out safely. .

"Deputy Chief Qian, this is one of my nephews, who is currently working at the Chengnan Police Station. The Japanese on the electric chair was caught with the help of my nephew." Zhang Jianghe first explained Tang Cheng's identity, and then directed Tang Cheng winked, then whispered into the muscular man's ear. "This is Tang Qishan's son, the same Tang Qishan who died in the line of duty two months ago."

When Zhang Jianghe said that Tang Cheng was Tang Qishan's son, Qian Pingfu, who was about to get angry, immediately softened his expression. Although Tang Qishan had died in the line of duty, he was also a former colleague, not to mention Tang Qishan's popularity in the military intelligence department. . Tang Cheng was also a good observer. Seeing Qian Pingfu's expression soften, he immediately smiled and said, "Uncle Qian, I'm causing trouble for you. I happened to come to see Uncle Zhang. I heard that this Japanese refused to explain, so I wanted to come and see him." Take a look. It took a lot of effort to catch him yesterday."

"What a good boy. He's Lao Tang's son after all. He's just a little younger, otherwise he could have joined us." Qian Pingfu was called Uncle Qian by Tang Cheng. Qian Pingfu was very dignified. The Japanese on his left and right were already With no hope of saving him, Qian Pingfu waved his hand casually at Tang Cheng and ignored the young boy Tang Cheng.

Seeing that Qian Pingfu ignored him, Tang Cheng once again extended his hand to Kadokawa Ryuichi, but this time he only extended his right hand. Tang Cheng first touched Kadokawa Ryuichi's neck and felt that the other person's carotid artery was still beating slightly. Tang Cheng stretched out his left hand to grasp the pulse gate of the other person's wrist. Then he leaned forward and leaned into the other person's ear and asked softly, "Are you? Japanese? What is your name? What is the purpose of coming to Nanjing? Who is your contact person in Nanjing? What is your contact information?"

Tang Cheng's series of questions were almost continuous. Even if he were to ask such questions to a normal person, the other person might not be able to respond for a while, let alone Kadokawa Ryuichi, a dying person with only his last breath left. However, Tang Cheng did not need the other party to answer. He asked the other party questions. He just wanted to use continuous questions to trigger the other party to awaken his consciousness while the other party was still alive. As long as Kadokawa Ryuichi's mind reacts according to Tang Cheng's questions at this moment, Tang Cheng, who already has memory induction skills, can extract and copy the opponent's relevant memories.

Kadokawa Ryuichi, who had already entered a deep coma, felt that his body was warm at the moment, and his originally dazed consciousness gradually woke up. As a voice in his ear continued to text, Kadokawa Ryuichi's mind also appeared with this voice. Create a picture. Tang Cheng, who held the pulse gate of the opponent's wrist with his left hand, was secretly happy because he once again proved that the new skill he acquired last night was effective. Although it was only a memory copy of a few dozen seconds, he had already obtained what he wanted.

"Uncle Zhang, he died." After more than ten breaths, Tang Cheng, who had sweat on his forehead, let go of Kadokawa Ryuichi's wrist. Zhang Jianghe and Qian Pingfu also gathered around. The two of them almost simultaneously reached out to touch the pulse and pulse of Kadokawa Ryuichi's wrist. Neck, as a result, both of them changed their expressions, secretly exclaiming that this was really troublesome. Tang Cheng pushed away a few steps, and when he saw Zhang Jiang and the two of them looking bad, he whispered.

"Uncle Zhang, Uncle Qian, we can't save people after they're dead. Things are already like this. We still need to report this matter as soon as possible! In any case, this person is also a Japanese spy. He will die in your hands." It's better than him escaping!" Tang Cheng's words instantly awakened Zhang Jiang and the two of them. Yes, although the other party did not give a confession, after all, this can be regarded as catching a Japanese spy who almost escaped. I think it shouldn't be too much. It's better to blame.