Gu Qi and others may have understood a long time ago, or they may have just realized why the deputy director never revealed the identity of the spy to Guo Bin. It was because of this moment.
The deputy director had previously said that the photos were trophies. At the time, no one knew what this meant. It was not until Guo Bin revealed that he had been followed that everything became clear.
The photo taken in Guangdong, Min, and Guizhou, showing cars in Chaozhou, was not taken by the spy leader at all, but was seized from the underground party by the other party.
The deputy director cleverly used other trophies found in Guo Bin's home to induce the target to tell the origin of these items, so that he would relax his vigilance and kill with the final blow.
If you go straight to the subject from the beginning, the other party will definitely not admit that the photo belongs to him, and you can only use torture to get him to speak. This is too uncertain.
Guo Bin's business partners and superiors outside knew that this person had been arrested, and they would definitely find ways to excuse him. This was okay for a short time, but over time, even the Secret Service would not be able to withstand such huge pressure.
We must not underestimate the influence of the Japanese in the government and the enthusiasm of the party-state elites to make money. The power of the secret agents is true, but they cannot fight against so many forces.
They must cut through the mess quickly and determine Guo Bin's identity as a spy as quickly as possible. With the high-voltage line of national justice, interference from within will be eliminated.
Now that this goal has been achieved, the next thing is simple. It is nothing more than using this incident as a fulcrum to pry open Guo Bin's mouth bit by bit. This depends on Gui Youguang's craftsmanship.
But their reaction confused one person. Xu Enzeng scratched his head and scratched his head anxiously, wondering what the photo was and what tricks these guys from the Secret Service were playing.
Realizing that this matter might be important, he shyly tugged on Gu Qi's sleeve: "Brother Gu, can you tell me what's going on? Xu is still confused."
This guy is smart. He knows that with his IQ, if he asks Zuo Zhong, he will be fooled again, so he might as well go to Gu Qi, an "honest person."
Hearing this, Gu Qi glanced at Zuo Zhong and saw the deputy director nodding imperceptibly. He introduced the situation in a low voice and naturally did not forget to add fuel to the fire.
Hearing this, Xu Enzeng was confused for a while, suddenly enlightened for a while, excited for a while, and confused for a while. Because his expressions changed so frequently, his fat face almost stopped cramping.
Zuo Zhong was not in the mood to care about what the other party thought at this time. He picked up the fire tongs in the brazier and lit the cigarette in his mouth, then stood there and admired Guo Bin who was hanging in the air.
It has to be said that when it comes to how to create pain, the people in the party are cruel enough, but not efficient enough. Therefore, Gui Youguang did not completely follow the other party's method of tormenting the party, but instead introduced new ideas and learned from each other's strengths.
The two thumbs of the interrogation subject were fastened to the beam with steel ropes, and a layer of red-hot charcoal was placed on the heel. The victim could avoid it by standing on tiptoes.
At the same time, steel whips and other torture tools are used to torture. The person will involuntarily stand firm and look for support due to the pain. The other party's heels will step on the hot carbon fire, and the cycle repeats.
To torture professional intelligence officers, only violence is not enough, and they cannot be given a chance to adapt to the pain. This is a bit like slipping a fish, it doesn't matter whether it is too tight or too loose, it all depends on the experience of the torturer.
"Pa~"
Gui Youguang whipped it down, and a bloody wound immediately appeared on Guo Bin's body. He endured the pain and refused to lower his heels, and the muscles on the back of his calf kept beating violently.
After his identity was exposed, he has remained silent. This is a normal operation for Japanese spies to be arrested, trying to delay as much time as possible to buy time for others to escape and respond.
Seeing that the other party was not cooperating with him, the bald head looked like a child seeing a fun toy, grinning ferociously, raising the wire whip high and swinging it downwards with all his strength.
The whip slashed through the air and landed on Guo Bin's chest with a whine. Countless pieces of flesh and blood were scattered. Xu Enzeng, who was not far away, felt a chill on his lips. He subconsciously touched it with his hand and put it in front of his eyes to look at it. Then he rushed to The person in the corner vomited.
Waste~
Everyone in the Secret Service cursed in their hearts and took two steps back. After all, they didn't know if Guo Bin had any infectious diseases, so it was better to be careful.
Guo Bin over there didn't know that he had "injured" Xu Enzeng when he hit the cow across the mountain. After holding on for more than ten seconds, the pain in his thumb and body confused his thinking and he put down his heel.
There are a large number of sensory nerve endings distributed on the sole of the foot. When the surface layer is damaged, the sensory nerves work to inform the brain and create awareness of pain.
This kind of pain comes slower and more intensely than the pain in other places, and spreads throughout the body during the nerve transmission process, making it difficult to resist even after training.
As a sharp pain hit the sole of his foot, Guo Bin couldn't help but feel dazed for a moment. His memory suddenly returned to that summer afternoon in Meiji 41, when he and his "mentor" were sitting under the shade of a tree, with the cool breeze blowing in front of them.
Amidst the annoying chirping of cicadas, the mentor assigned an important task to himself, who was less than ten years old at the time - to pretend to be a Chinese teenager and lurk, waiting for opportunities to obtain important information.
The other party's family has considerable power in Zhejiang Province and has a reliable background. What's amazing is that the target named "Guo Bin" comes from a side family. Both his parents died when he was young and he has no close relatives. In order to protect himself, he studied abroad for a long time.
Such a person is a perfect replacement, especially when the other person is already under the control of the empire. They can fully grasp the details of this person's life and his limited network of contacts.
For three years, he and "Guo Bin" lived together day and night, eating together, carefully observing and imitating each other's every move, accent, and handwriting. The two teenagers became good friends who talked about everything.
The world is constantly changing. One day, the former dynasty suddenly disappeared, the Republic of China was established, and the chaos in Jiangshan Yiding turned China into a pot of porridge. This meant that the best time for replacement had arrived.
All the people who had seen "Guo Bin" were eliminated one by one. Military disasters, diseases, accidents, and various misfortunes happened to these people. A small number of photos of "Guo Bin" were also recycled and destroyed.
So far, the person "Guo Bin" only exists in people's mouths. No one in the world knows what this person looks like, how tall he weighs, and whether he has a birthmark, and no one cares.
After everything was taken care of, he and "Guo Bin" went to the creek as usual under strict surveillance. The two played by the river, and he would never forget each other's hearty laughter in his life.
Just as he was leaving, the "mentor" on the side hinted that he should silence himself. This was the last lesson for the lurkers, to kill the "sample" with his own hands and officially replace the "sample" in his life.
He hesitated, and his feelings for "Guo Bin" had unknowingly changed during the long-term relationship, but in the face of the murderous "mentor", he finally took action.
He grabbed the other person's neck with both hands, not daring to look into those clear eyes until the target stopped struggling and his flapping feet slowly returned to silence.
The moment he stood up, for some reason he turned his head and glanced at his dead friend, but was shocked to find the look of relief in "Guo Bin's" eyes and the raised corners of his mouth.
It turns out that "Guo Bin" has always known what his ending will be.
Yes, how can a person who can escape from the family at a young age to avoid being coveted by others be a fool? The other party's optimism is just to enjoy the last time.
"Guo Bin" can choose how to spend his life,
What about him?
At that moment, the living Guo Bin suddenly felt that the one he had just killed was himself, and that the corpse on the ground was "him". He followed his "mentor" back to the station like a zombie.
Then, he began a decades-long career of lurking, conspiracy, and killing. Whenever he was alone, he would always think of two teenagers sitting side by side by the creek, playing with the slowly flowing cold water at their feet.
Slowly, the two figures overlapped each other, the cicadas still chirped on the treetops, the scorching sun shone on their faces, and there seemed to be an indescribable warmth that enveloped their hearts.
"Your real name!"
Guo Bin, whose thoughts were completely confused, heard the questioning voice coming from his ears, felt his feet that were so painful that they were completely numb, he opened his eyelids forcefully and let out a roar from the depths of his throat.
"Guo Bin! I am Guo Bin!"
"MD, talk back, look at me..."
Gui Youguang's eyes widened. He dared to shout even after reaching this point. He immediately reached out and pulled down the knife of the electric chair, preparing to teach the other party a profound lesson.
But Zuo Zhong was keenly aware that there seemed to be something wrong with the target's spirit, and frowned: "Wait a minute, let the doctor treat him, and wait for a while before reviewing."
"yes."
The Secret Service officers responded one after another. It was very important to control the pace of the interrogation. If it was too fast, it would be easy to overwhelm the situation or obtain false information. If it was too slow, it would give the target time to react, which is meaningless.
Hearing that the interrogation was suspended, Xu Enzeng, who was watching the theater, yawned and slowly moved towards the door, looking sneaky, not knowing what he wanted to do.
Seeing him ducking out of the door, Zuo Zhong quietly made a gesture with his hand, and Wu Chunyang immediately followed him, ready to see what tricks this guy was playing.
More than ten minutes later, the doctor debrided and bandaged the sole of Guo Bin's foot. Wu Chunyang happened to walk in at this time, approached Zuo Zhong and whispered in his ear.
"Deputy Director, Xu Enzeng went out and called Minister Chen and disclosed the news of Guo Bin's arrest and the progress of the interrogation.
Don't worry, the store where he called is our surveillance point. The brothers have already recorded it, and the person named Xu didn't notice anything. "
"Haha, this old Xu."
Zuo Chong was happy. Guo Bin relied on Da Chen to support him. If something happened to the other party, Da Chen could not escape the blame. As the most loyal bastard of Er Chen, Xu Enzeng would of course tip off the news.
But he never thought about how there could be such a big security hole around the safe house where the secret agents were at the highest level, allowing him to make the call smoothly.
Having such a division chief at the secret service headquarters is... a good thing. With Lao Xu's "help", it will be easy to obtain intelligence in the future. All he needs to do is bribe the sisters-in-law.
With this recording, in case the Jicheng spy organization cannot be uprooted, the Secret Service will have enough reasons. Anyway, the leaker is Xu Enzeng, who has nothing to do with Zuo Zhong.
(Saudi official reception dinner, dizzy~)
(End of chapter)
