The checkpoint was not far from Lubyanka's headquarters, and within minutes Yakov was escorted into an underground interrogation room.
There is a table and two armchairs in the interrogation room, where the interrogators sit. Opposite the table is a special chair with a backrest. There are iron rings on the armrests and legs that can be opened and closed to fix the hands and feet of the person being interrogated.
Immediately after Yakov was escorted into the interrogation room, two soldiers came forward and unlocked his handcuffs, pushed him down on the interrogation chair, and fixed his hands and feet with the iron rings on the chair. After doing all this, the two soldiers stood on both sides of the interrogation chair in order to deal with possible resistance.
After the captain sat down behind the table carelessly, a clerk also sat down next to him, preparing to record the interrogation.
"Your name!"
"Yakov, Yakov Dzhugashvili!"
"Where are you from?"
"Georgians."
"What's your purpose in coming to Lubyanka?"
"Visiting patients in the hospital." Although the captain of the Ministry of Internal Affairs looked domineering, Yakov still responded very cooperatively: "My friend is a general. He was injured not long ago and was sent to the Lubyanka. Military hospital, I came here to visit him."
When the captain heard this, he couldn't help but sneer, and then said: "Tell me honestly, what is the purpose of your coming to Lubyanka?"
Seeing that the other party did not believe him, Yakov still defended himself and said: "Didn't I already say it? I came to the hospital here to visit a friend, but due to an accident, I forgot to wear my military uniform when I left. My ID card and the pass were in the clothes.”
The captain slammed the table hard, stood up, and said viciously: "At this point, you are still lying. Not many people know about the military hospital in Lubyanka except our staff from the Ministry of Internal Affairs. And the hospital here is Not everyone can move in if they want to. Unless your friend is a marshal or general, he is not qualified to move in. Does your friend meet this condition? "
Yakov shook his head and replied truthfully: "He is just a major general."
"Since he is only a major general, how can he be qualified to be admitted to the hospital here?" The captain roared at Yakov: "At this time, if you don't want to admit that you are a German spy, you just sneak into the Lubyanka. Are you here to cause damage?"
After finishing speaking, without waiting for Yakov to speak, the captain turned and asked the clerk sitting next to him: "Is the verdict ready?"
"Ready, Comrade Captain." The clerk quickly handed a piece of paper to the Captain.
The captain took the paper from the stenographer's hand and was about to read out the verdict when the closed door was opened from the outside and three people walked in from the outside.
After seeing the person clearly, the captain hurriedly put down the verdict in his hand and walked out from behind the table. Step forward and salute: "Hello, Comrade Kruglov."
"Comrade Captain," Kruglov looked at the captain and asked, "Where were the prisoners being interrogated today from?"
"At the temporary checkpoint near Lubyanka." The captain knew very well that Kruglov was Beria's first deputy and the deputy people's commissar of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. He should perform well in front of him. He might be able to get a chance to make a career, so he reported to the other party with the mentality of showing his merit: "He didn't have any documents on him, and he even said that he went into the hospital to see patients and left his military uniform in the hospital when he came out, but his I saw through the lie easily. According to my analysis, he is a German spy who infiltrated near Lubyanka just to spy on intelligence."
Kruglov hummed softly, and then looked in the direction of the interrogation chair. He wanted to see what kind of person this bold German spy was. After seeing the face of the person sitting on the chair clearly, his eyes widened in surprise because he recognized who the other person was.
When Yakov, who was sitting in the interrogation chair, saw that the person coming in was Kruglov, he was secretly relieved because he had seen this person before in his father's mansion. At this time, seeing the other party casting a surprised look at him, obviously recognizing his identity, he grinned and took the initiative to say hello: "Hello, Uncle Sergey. It's a pity that we are in this situation. See you next time."
When the captain heard Yakov calling Kruglov uncle, a look of surprise appeared on his face. He asked tentatively: "Comrade Deputy People's Commissar, do you know this spy?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Kruglov rounded up his palm and gave him a hard slap, causing him to spin in a circle. Before he could recover, he was kicked again on the calf bone. The pain was so painful that he knelt down on one knee.
"Come here!" Although there were two soldiers standing on the left and right of the interrogation chair, Kruglov still shouted loudly to the two people he brought with him: "Hurry up, help Yakov untie him quickly. "
The two lieutenant-level officers who followed Kruglov in, upon hearing this order, immediately stepped forward to help Yakov untie the iron rings that bound his hands and feet, and helped him stand up from the chair.
"Yakov, are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Yakov said with a wry smile: "Uncle Sergey, if you come a step later, maybe I won't be able to see you."
"Captain," Kruglov said to an officer who followed him in: "You take Yakov to my office first. I will go over immediately after I finish handling the things here."
After the officers accompanied Yakov to leave, the captain stood up with his face covered, and asked Kruglov with a grimace: "Comrade Deputy People's Commissar, who is he?"
Kruglov raised his hand and punched the opponent in the shoulder, and said angrily: "Captain, you are such a fool, do you know what you have done?"
"I'm just interrogating a German spy."
"German spy?!" Kruglov raised his voice and said: "The person you just interrogated is the eldest son of the Supreme Commander himself, Yakov, and you actually mistook him for a German spy."
Hearing what Kruglov said, the captain seemed to be drained of all his strength and fell directly to the ground. Although his subordinates were standing nearby, when they heard that the person they were interrogating was actually Stalin's eldest son, they were all frightened to death and could not help the captain.
Kruglov snorted heavily, turned around and left the interrogation room. He just wanted to return to the office as soon as possible, comfort Yakov who was waiting there, and try to control the impact of this matter to the smallest extent. As for the life and death of these small characters, it is not within his scope of consideration.
Returning to his office, Kruglov saw Yakov sitting on the sofa drinking tea, and the captain who escorted him was standing aside in silence with his hands down.
"Yakov," Kruglov said to Yakov with a smile: "Are you used to drinking the tea I have here?"
"Not bad." Yakov nodded and replied: "It tastes better than the tea at my father's place."
Kruglov sat down on the sofa next to Yakov and asked with a smile: "Yakov, what happened today? Why don't you have any documents on you?"
"Uncle Sergey, the situation is like this." Yakov put down the tea cup in his hand and explained to Kruglov: "My friend Misha was injured a few days ago and was sent to the Lubyanka. Military hospital, I’m here to visit him today.”
"Misha?!" Kruglov only hesitated for a moment, then guessed who Yakov was talking about, and asked tentatively: "Are you talking about the commander of the 27th Army, Major General Sokov?"
"Yes, that's him."
As the Deputy People's Commissar of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, Kruglov naturally knew that Sokov rescued Yakov from the prisoner of war camp.
The checkpoint was not far from Lubyanka's headquarters, and within minutes Yakov was escorted into an underground interrogation room.
There is a table and two armchairs in the interrogation room, where the interrogators sit. Opposite the table is a special chair with a backrest. There are iron rings on the armrests and legs that can be opened and closed to fix the hands and feet of the person being interrogated.
Immediately after Yakov was escorted into the interrogation room, two soldiers came forward and unlocked his handcuffs, pushed him down on the interrogation chair, and fixed his hands and feet with the iron rings on the chair. After doing all this, the two soldiers stood on both sides of the interrogation chair in order to deal with possible resistance.
After the captain sat down behind the table carelessly, a clerk also sat down next to him, preparing to record the interrogation.
"Your name!"
"Yakov, Yakov Dzhugashvili!"
"Where are you from?"
"Georgians."
"What's your purpose in coming to Lubyanka?"
"Visiting patients in the hospital." Although the captain of the Ministry of Internal Affairs looked domineering, Yakov still responded very cooperatively: "My friend is a general. He was injured not long ago and was sent to the Lubyanka. Military hospital, I came here to visit him."
When the captain heard this, he couldn't help but sneer, and then said: "Tell me honestly, what is the purpose of your coming to Lubyanka?"
Seeing that the other party did not believe him, Yakov still defended himself and said: "Didn't I already say it? I came to the hospital here to visit a friend, but due to an accident, I forgot to wear my military uniform when I left. My ID card and the pass were in the clothes.”
The captain slammed the table hard, stood up, and said viciously: "At this point, you are still lying. Not many people know about the military hospital in Lubyanka except for our staff from the Ministry of Internal Affairs. And the hospital here is Not everyone can move in if they want to. Unless your friend is a marshal or general, he is not qualified to move in. Does your friend meet this condition? "
Yakov shook his head and replied truthfully: "He is just a major general."
"Since he is only a major general, how can he be qualified to be admitted to the hospital here?" The captain roared at Yakov: "At this time, if you don't want to admit that you are a German spy, you just sneak into the Lubyanka. Are you here to cause damage?"
After finishing speaking, without waiting for Yakov to speak, the captain turned and asked the clerk sitting next to him: "Is the verdict ready?"
"Ready, Comrade Captain." The clerk quickly handed a piece of paper to the Captain.
The captain took the paper from the stenographer's hand and was about to read out the verdict when the closed door was opened from the outside and three people walked in from the outside.
After seeing the person clearly, the captain hurriedly put down the verdict in his hand and walked out from behind the table. Step forward and salute: "Hello, Comrade Kruglov."
"Comrade Captain," Kruglov looked at the captain and asked, "Where were the prisoners being interrogated today from?"
"At the temporary checkpoint near Lubyanka." The captain knew very well that Kruglov was Beria's first deputy and the deputy people's commissar of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. He should perform well in front of him. He might be able to get a chance to make a career, so he reported to the other party with the mentality of showing his merit: "He didn't have any documents on him, and he even said that he went into the hospital to see patients and left his military uniform in the hospital when he came out, but his I saw through the lie easily. According to my analysis, he is a German spy who infiltrated near Lubyanka just to spy on intelligence."
Kruglov hummed softly, and then looked in the direction of the interrogation chair. He wanted to see what kind of person this bold German spy was. After seeing the face of the person sitting on the chair clearly, his eyes widened in surprise because he recognized who the other person was.
When Yakov, who was sitting in the interrogation chair, saw that the person coming in was Kruglov, he was secretly relieved because he had seen this person before in his father's mansion. At this time, seeing the other party casting a surprised look at him, obviously recognizing his identity, he grinned and took the initiative to say hello: "Hello, Uncle Sergey. It's a pity that we are in this situation. See you next time."
When the captain heard Yakov calling Kruglov uncle, a look of surprise appeared on his face. He asked tentatively: "Comrade Deputy People's Commissar, do you know this spy?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Kruglov rounded up his palm and gave him a hard slap, causing him to spin in a circle. Before he could recover, he was kicked again on the calf bone. The pain was so painful that he knelt down on one knee.
"Come here!" Although there were two soldiers standing on the left and right of the interrogation chair, Kruglov still shouted loudly to the two people he brought with him: "Hurry up, help Yakov untie him quickly. "
The two lieutenant-level officers who followed Kruglov in, upon hearing this order, immediately stepped forward to help Yakov untie the iron rings that bound his hands and feet, and helped him stand up from the chair.
"Yakov, are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Yakov said with a wry smile: "Uncle Sergey, if you come a step later, maybe I won't be able to see you."
"Captain," Kruglov said to an officer who followed him in: "You take Yakov to my office first. I will go over immediately after I finish handling the things here."
After the officers accompanied Yakov to leave, the captain stood up with his face covered, and asked Kruglov with a grimace: "Comrade Deputy People's Commissar, who is he?"
Kruglov raised his hand and punched the opponent in the shoulder, and said angrily: "Captain, you are such a fool, do you know what you have done?"
"German spy?!" Kruglov raised his voice and said: "The person you just interrogated is the eldest son of the Supreme Commander himself, Yakov, and you actually mistook him for a German spy."
Hearing what Kruglov said, the captain seemed to be drained of all his strength and fell directly to the ground. Although his subordinates were standing nearby, when they heard that the person they were interrogating was actually Stalin's eldest son, they were all frightened to death and could not help the captain.
