This is a gloomy basement. Except for a heavy wooden door covered with leather, there are no windows in the whole room. It is as tight as a can. [Read the latest chapter] No sound from outside could be heard at all, and the people in the house could only hear the humming sound of wind coming from the vents. The lights are on day and night, making the place bright and white, making it difficult to tell the difference between day and night. This is the underground prison interrogation room of the General Administration of Political Security.
The indoor walls and floors are covered with ceramic tiles to facilitate cleaning of blood stains and excrement. The room was empty, except for the table used by the interrogators, and there was only a hardwood chair in the middle that was reinforced with iron bars and firmly fixed to the ground. Several full-time thugs from the Security Bureau were smoking cigarettes and standing aside watching the people on the chairs.
A completely naked woman was fixed to a chair with handcuffs and shackles. Her head dropped to her chest, her long black hair spread down, her body twitched and she cried. Her body was covered with purple whip marks. Black electrodes were fixed on "Beep" and "Beep", and the wires continued from her body to the hand-cranked telephone on the table.
Zhou Dongtian stood in front of her, his coat had been taken off, and the sleeves of his white shirt were rolled up.
"Have you really said everything Hao Yuan said?"
"It's really... it's really..." The woman couldn't help but shook her head and cried, "I told you everything I know..."
"You are very dishonest." Zhou Dongtian said sternly, "You must know that you are not the only person we arrested. There were other people present at that meeting besides you."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Jia Le cried bitterly. From the time she was arrested to the time she was transferred to Lingao, she had lost all sense of time. Ever since she got off the ship and was sent here for torture, she felt like she was in hell almost every moment. The interrogation and torture day and night tortured her to the point of mental collapse.
In fact, she had no idea how much time had passed. She had passed out and woke up several times. Every time she woke up, it was like crawling out of hell. She thought she had been reborn, but when she opened her eyes, it was still dark.
His clothes had already been stripped off. However, she has no shame at all. I just felt burning pain all over my body, especially "Beep" and "Beep" who were covered with tape and connected with black strings. Except for their head, face, hands and feet, there were scars almost everywhere.
These people alternately asked about two things: First, Hao Yuan's organization: What is its structure? How many people are it composed of? Who are the backbones? What are the usual activities? What are the theories Hao Yuan instilled in them? The second is Hao Yuan’s own situation. What words does he often say? How is his daily behavior? Has he ever talked about his life, parents, relatives and friends...
These contents were interrogated over and over again, and even if she told everything she knew, it would be of no avail. The thugs did not seem to believe in her memory, and repeated torture forced her to continue to "recall". Any clue will be pursued relentlessly.
The person who presided over this torture and confession was Zhou Dongtian himself. In addition to his own disciples, there were also several yamen retained by various yamen.
"Director, your phone number." Just as Zhou Dongtian was asking, someone came to report.
Zhou Dongtian walked out of the interrogation room, picked up the phone, and looked at his watch. It was just after seven in the morning.
Zhao Manxiong called and asked if there was any new progress. Zhou Dongtian reported on the latest interrogation situation.
"Very good, hurry up and check it out again and see if you can find anything new. There will be an internal security meeting at nine o'clock this morning, and this case will be discussed at the meeting. The more detailed the material, the better."
Zhou Dongtian put down the phone, wiped the sweat from his head, drank a large cup of herbal tea, stuffed a few snacks into his mouth and returned to the interrogation room.
"Think about it again, what do you remember about the meeting held by Hao Yuan?" Zhou Dongtian slowed down his tone and looked at the phone on the table. A staff member approached the table.
"No. No, no," Jia Le screamed, struggling and twisting, "I say, I say, I say anything..."
The weekly "Internal Security Meeting" is held as usual in the confidential conference room in the Executive Committee compound. This is a joint working meeting of the powerful departments of the Senate. Representatives from eight departments including the General Administration of Political Security, the Bureau of Investigation and Execution of the Arbitral Tribunal, the Army, the Navy, the Foreign Intelligence Service, the National Police, the Customs and the Cheka participated. The main purpose is for each department to exchange information from the previous week, opinions and views on the current security situation, and inform each department of the work carried out in the next week. Communicate in meetings when collaboration is required. When "major security issues" need to be discussed, representatives of the Executive Committee and the Senate Standing Committee will also attend the meeting.
Today's meeting was like this, so there were a lot of people coming out of the meeting room when the meeting ended.
Jiang Shan walked out of the conference room quickly among the crowd. Unlike other people who were whispering about the content of the meeting, he didn't say hello to anyone. He walked directly out of the crowd and walked quickly towards Wu Mu, who was about to walk out of the door.
"Comrade Wumu!" he greeted in a low voice, "I want to talk to you."
Wu Mu blinked. The Foreign Intelligence Service and the Political Security Bureau had some overlap in business, but they had very little contact with each other, let alone a direct request from the other party to "talk."
He immediately realized that Jiang Shan wanted to talk to him about Hao Yuan's case.
This matter has been listed as the number one case investigated by the General Administration of Political Security. At today's internal security meeting, the introduction and discussion of this case took up more than half of the meeting.
"I have to go back to the office to do something now. Why don't you take the same car back with me?"
It takes fifteen minutes to walk from the headquarters compound of the Foreign Intelligence Service to the headquarters compound of the Political Security Administration, but Jiang Shan believes that the trip is worth it.
Jiang Shan nodded, and after leaving the courtyard gate, he whispered a few words to the security secretary who accompanied him, and sent them and his carriage back first. The two of them boarded Wu Mu's Dongfeng carriage together.
The carriage drove on the cinder road. Neither of them spoke for a while. Jiang Shan knew very well that the man next to him, who looked unattractive and had the temperament of a clerk who had worked in an office for ten years, was the second-ranking figure in the General Administration of Political Security and the highest-level leader of the General Administration of Political Security that most elders could come into contact with.
"Don't you have a feeling: Hao Yuan and Hale have some kind of connection." Jiang Shan said slowly.
Wu Mu was cautiously silent for a moment and said, "You mean, they all have certain characteristics that only those who travel through time have?"
"Yes." Jiang Shan nodded.
"But the autopsy report tends to conclude that Hao Yuan is a native of this time and space."
"It is precisely because Hao Yuan is an indigenous person physically, but his thinking is that of a time traveler, that's why I say that Hale and Hao Yuan have some kind of connection."
"You mean: Hao Yuan's thinking comes from Hale?"
"Exactly. Unless you believe that there are souls traveling through our time and space."
"Your speculation is very reasonable, but even this does not completely prove that Hao Yuan had direct contact with Hale. You must know that Hale is in Manila and Hao Yuan is Chinese."
"Hao Yuan is a Chinese, but he is not a native of Hangzhou. According to intelligence, he only appeared in Hangzhou City after the summer of 1632. According to the intelligence obtained by interrogating the prisoners: Hale came to the Zheng Group many times during negotiations in 1631 After crossing the coast of China, it was only then possible for him to obtain first-hand domestic intelligence. If he had known the news about Zhao Yingong at that time, then whether he assigned Hao Yuanlai from Manila or Hao Yuan developed on the spot, he would have had enough time. .”
"But there is no direct evidence."
"Yes, there is no direct evidence yet. Hao Yuan is dead, but there are still prisoners," Jiang Shan said, "Mr. Lando has written a collection of Hale's remarks. If we can collect enough of Hao Yuan's By comparing the two, we can know where Hao Yuan's modern thinking comes from and whether there is any relationship between them."
Including Xihua, Jia Le and several other arrested Hangzhou natives have been transported to Lingao and are currently being held in a secret prison of the General Administration of Political Security for interrogation.
Wu Mu fully understood what he meant: "You want to get those interrogation records and secret reports."
"Yes"
"Are you doing this for Mr. Lando?"
"It's because of our actions in Manila. I'm very worried now: our opponent may be an unprecedentedly difficult person." Jiang Shan said seriously, "Hao Yuan's appearance made me see a dangerous signal."
Not a cannon, not a musket, and not a reverberatory furnace. From the few words about Hale and Hao Yuan revealed in the meeting report, he realized that Hale was probably teaching his ideas systematically. In his view, these ideas were far more dangerous than any of the technological innovations Hale had made in Manila. To the Senate, any army, fleet, or empire in this time and space is insignificant. Even if Hale has three heads and six arms, so what if he can build a new artillery factory and build a few cannons that are beyond the times? He will not be crushed in the same way. Suppressing life. However, if that little spark is not extinguished in time, sooner or later it will turn into a fire that engulfs the Senate!
Therefore, he was eager to know whether Hao Yuan was his student. To what extent did Hare and Hao Yuan disseminate these ideas.
"Okay," Wu Mu said, "let us agree on this: we will give you a copy of the Hao Yuan case file... I guarantee that all future interrogation and report materials on this case will also be copied to the Intelligence Bureau. . But we must control how much and what to copy. Due to the principle of reciprocity, you must also hand over Lando's materials in Manila to us."
"ok."
