Taro Miyamoto is not only the special envoy sent to Nanjing by Shanghai Special High School, he is also the liaison officer of several hidden groups. With Feng Jincai's confession in hand, the Intelligence Department has determined that through Taro Miyamoto, these hidden groups can be found by following the clues. members of the group. Therefore, after Taro Miyamoto was escorted to the Intelligence Division, he has been under the dual control of the Torture Section and the Intelligence Section. They all hope that they can pry open Taro Miyamoto's mouth first.
However, contrary to expectations, Miyamoto Taro had obviously received a certain degree of torture training. No matter how the intelligence and torture department used methods, Miyamoto Taro never said a word. "Miyamoto Taro, I advise you to be aware of the current situation. If you fall into our hands, there are only two ways to go. One is to resist to the end and eventually become a member of the Fengfeng Gang outside the city. The other is to cooperate with us , and then save my life, maybe I can continue to live a life of debauchery."
Taro Miyamoto, who could no longer find a good piece of meat on his body, ignored the verbal temptation from the Intelligence Department. After the person from the Torture Department pressed the iron on his chest, Taro Miyamoto let out a scream and lowered his head again and fell into a coma. "We can't continue. If this continues, this person will die before he can even ask for a confession." After the doctor was called to examine Taro Miyamoto, he gave an answer that neither the Torture Department nor the Intelligence Department could accept. Taro Miyamoto looked like he was indeed in a bad situation.
"Otherwise, try our method?" Bai Zhanshan, who had been watching, suddenly said at this moment. The Torture Section and the Intelligence Section, which were already at their wits end, were desperate for someone to take over this hot potato. If Miyamoto Taro lost it in the subsequent torture, Xiao Ming, the Torture Section and the Intelligence Section will no longer have any responsibilities. The report was sent directly to the director's office. Although he didn't know what Bai Zhanshan's methods were, out of basic trust, the director still issued an order and Taro Miyamoto was handed over to Bai Zhanshan for interrogation.
Bai Zhanshan didn't have any outstanding skills. He only relied on the moves his team members learned from Tang Cheng. After waking up, Taro Miyamoto was put down from the wooden frame. Not only did he have a chance to take a bath and change clothes, Bai Zhanshan also prepared a sumptuous dinner for Taro Miyamoto. This was a tough one, so here comes the soft one. Taro Miyamoto, who thought he had seen through the other party's intentions, refused to accept anyone who came. Faced with the sumptuous dinner, he ate and drank as much as he wanted without being polite.
Miyamoto Taro, who was full of wine and food, also got the opportunity to clean the bed. However, before falling asleep, in order to stabilize the other party, Bai Zhanshan made a very ordinary inquiry to Miyamoto Taro as usual. "I have already said that you have arrested the wrong person. I am just a university teacher from Peiping. You can go to Peiping to investigate my identity. I believe that as long as you send people to Peiping to check my identity, you will find that it is you We made a mistake." Facing the friendly Bai Zhanshan, Miyamoto Taro finally spoke, but what he said was all nonsense that Bai Zhanshan was not interested in.
After a good night's sleep, Taro Miyamoto woke up early the next day. He was in good spirits and began to hide in bed and plan countermeasures. The identity he told Bai Zhanshan last night was flawless. If the Intelligence Department sent someone to Peking to investigate, It will definitely prove that what Miyamoto Taro said is true. However, Taro Miyamoto did not expect that the reason why Bai Zhanshan behaved so pleasantly last night was actually just to stabilize him, and at the same time, he also wanted Taro Miyamoto to keep up his spirits, lest he lose his life due to lack of physical strength during today's interrogation. .
Taro Miyamoto, who had a good meal last night, did not get breakfast today. He was just taken directly to yesterday's torture room by Bai Zhanshan's men. When he saw the long table in the torture room, Taro Miyamoto looked ugly. He turned to look at Bai Zhanshan. "Miyamoto Taro, since we already know your name, it means that the rhetoric you made up yesterday is completely unfounded. Therefore, I advise you to answer the questions I asked, otherwise you will be worse than dead."
Taro Miyamoto dismissed Bai Zhanshan's sudden change of face and advice. He thought that what Bai Zhanshan said about life being worse than death was the same torture method as yesterday. However, he did not expect that a quarter of an hour later, he would be worse than death. Regret it. Like Feng Jincai yesterday, the silent Taro Miyamoto was quickly tied to a long table with his back facing the sky. Next to his head, there was a large bucket filled with clean water, and next to the bucket there was a not-so-small bucket. tin kettle.
"Miyamoto Taro, I ask you for the last time, are you really not going to answer my question?" Bai Zhanshan, with a faint smile on his face, looked down at Miyamoto Taro. Seeing that the other party still didn't speak, Bai Zhanshan slightly After sighing, he nodded to his cronies. The iron kettle filled with water was picked up from the floor, and a wet towel was placed on Taro Miyamoto's face. In the next second, Taro Miyamoto felt that his hands and feet were being held firmly by someone, and at the same time, a stream of water flowed out. Water poured out from the spout of the iron kettle and poured onto the towel on Taro Miyamoto's face.
After all, it was just a trick learned from Tang Cheng. Bai Zhanshan's three team members were not very skilled in waterboarding, but even so, half of the first pot of water was not used up, and they were fixed on the long Taro Miyamoto, who was sitting on the table, had already felt what life was worse than death. Taro Miyamoto, who couldn't stop struggling, shook his head vigorously, trying to avoid the water flowing from top to bottom. However, no matter how hard he shook his head and struggled, the water would still enter his nose and mouth through the towel. Until he suffocated and almost passed out.
Just when Miyamoto Taro felt that he was about to lose consciousness, the water on his face suddenly stopped, the towel was uncovered, and a smiling face appeared in Miyamoto Taro's sight. "How is it? Mr. Miyamoto, how does it taste?" Bai Zhanshan smiled and leaned over to look at Taro Miyamoto, who was spraying water from his mouth and nose. "As I said before, your best choice is to give up all resistance and cooperate with us. Otherwise, there is only one way for you to end, and that is life worse than death."
Taro Miyamoto shook his head in pain. The persistence that had already invaded his bones made him choose to fight to the end. When Bai Zhanshan saw this, his expression immediately changed, and Taro Miyamoto's face was immediately covered by the towel just now. The clear water flowed straight down again. In Bai Zhanshan's eyes, Taro Miyamoto on the long table began to struggle violently like a fish out of water. But his body was fixed to the table by ropes, and his hands and feet were firmly controlled, so in Bai Zhanshan's view, his efforts were in vain.
"I...I said...I said it." After several times in a row, Miyamoto Taro, who was almost collapsed, finally squirted out a large amount of water from his mouth and nose and shouted a few words indistinctly. Miyamoto Taro, who couldn't help but shiver, put down wetly from the long table. Looking at Bai Zhanshan who was smiling in front of him, Miyamoto Taro slowly reached out and took the cigarette handed by Bai Zhanshan, and puffed out a puff of smoke. Miyamoto Taro finally began to answer several questions asked by Bai Zhanshan.
Bai Zhanshan used the tricks he learned from Tang Cheng to pry open Taro Miyamoto's mouth. Tang Cheng, who was unaware of this, gave his team members a day off. At this moment, he was rushing to Joseph with Heizi. store, today is Joseph’s delivery day. "Tang, my friend, you are here so early." Joseph seemed very happy to see the two of them in Tangcheng and gave them both a bear hug.
"Joseph, stop talking nonsense, I'm here to get something." As Tang Cheng spoke, he took out a stack of bills from his pocket and placed it on the counter. Tang Cheng only gave a deposit that day, and now he is giving the remaining money. After carefully counting the banknotes one by one, Joseph with a smile on his face then snapped his fingers, then leaned over and took out a few from under the counter. Big box.
"Don, your custom-made things are all here. You'd better try on your coat and shoes here. If there are any problems, I can help you modify them now." Although Joseph was a little stingy, he was still concerned about the things he had made. Things, but very confident, he only said this because he just wanted to take the opportunity to retain Tangcheng and sell other things to Tangcheng. "Tang, I have some good stuff here, do you want to take a look?"
Tang Cheng, who was trying on a leather jacket, glanced sideways at Joseph, then smiled and said, "Joseph, I always thought you were a serious businessman. When did you start a black market business?" Joseph was selling to him in such a sneaky way, and Tang Cheng knew the other party. The good stuff mentioned is probably some shady black market goods. "I don't have anything to do today. If you have something good, you can take it out and take a look. If there's something I like, I'd be willing to pay for it."
Tang Cheng agreed quickly, and Joseph couldn't help but feel happy. He immediately asked the apprentice in the shop to ask Heizi to try on the shoes and leather clothes, but he took Tang Cheng to the backyard of the shop. "Tang, the world is difficult, and everyone is just trying to make a living. Although I am a foreigner, I also have a family to support, so, you know..." Joseph opened a room in the backyard and talked to Tang Cheng while speaking from A long leather suitcase was taken out of a cabinet.
"Let's take a look. When I went to Tianjin to purchase goods last month, a fellow villager paid off his debt and gave me something. I think you might be interested." Joseph opened the suitcase in front of Tang Cheng and first took some food from the suitcase. Take out a few watches and put them on the table. Seeing this, Tang Cheng couldn't help but secretly curl his lips. If it were 2 months ago, he would still be a little interested in these watches. But after cooperating with the Military Intelligence Office for more than two months, he and Heizi both brought new watches. This kind of second-hand goods, which can be regarded as rich and powerful, he now simply looks down upon.
