Chapter 20 Sympathy

Author: The bear skimming the treetops

Chapter 20 Sympathy

"Torture room?" Fang now felt as if he was struck by lightning when he heard this, his face instantly turned pale, and he looked at Wang Weizhong blankly.

He originally thought that Wu Jianguang would ask him to follow Zhang Xinhua to find the rickshaw driver and the guest, but he never expected this result.

What went wrong again, causing Wu Jianguang, an old fox, to go back on his word?

When Wang Weizhong saw Fang Xin's expression, he knew that this young junior brother would be wrong, and he couldn't help but secretly cursed himself for doing bad things with good intentions.

He naturally knew where the torture room was. It was no exaggeration to say that it was hell on earth. I remember that when he saw the torture room for the first time, he vomited.

It is completely conceivable what Fang, a student who has just stepped out of school, would look like when he saw those instruments of torture and the inhuman prisoners being tortured.

Therefore, on this issue, Wang Weizhong did hesitate for a while, but he was so stupid that he spoke directly and hurriedly explained: "Don't get me wrong, I just asked you to go there and have a look! It's a great experience!"

"

Fang now secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This habit of gasping for breath while talking was simply terrifying!

Since you're not going to be tortured, that's easy.

The reason why he was asked to go was simply that he had seen the people at the gate of Yihuchun Tea Garden, and the possibility that the killer was hiding there was theoretically possible.

But this kind of place is really not something ordinary people can tolerate.

While Fang was now thinking wildly, the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and Wu Jianguang suddenly appeared at the door.

"Let's go!"

"I... serve a humble job..." Fang now looked miserable. No matter how calm he was, he was not willing to go to that kind of place.

Wu Jianguang sneered and said fiercely: "Why, do you still want to go back to the cell?"

Fang now smiled bitterly to himself, it seemed like he really had to go away.

The torture room was in the basement of the prison where Fang was locked up just now, and Wang Weizhong still led the way.

Fang now carried Wu Jianguang on his back and forced a smile to Wang Weizhong, but the other party didn't show any expression.

Wu Jianguang once told Fang to keep his mouth shut. Regarding the intelligence on "Kite" that may involve the spy team lurking in Lincheng, only the station chief and the two leaders of the action team in Lincheng Station knew that Fang was now

The fourth person, even Wang Weizhong, does not know the specific situation.

In order to keep the secret secret, Wu Jianguang did not even use the torture team and directly asked the action team to interrogate these controlled persons.

As soon as the three of them arrived at the cell door, a drunken Lao Yan appeared. He came over and "invited" Wu Jianguang in. When he saw that Fang was now safe and sound, the surprised expression on his face disappeared in a flash.

When Fang Jin looked over, Lao Yan let out a long yawn and lowered his eyelids.

Even in front of the operation team leader, this guy still looked like an old man. Everyone could smell the alcohol on him, but Wu Jianguang didn't seem to care.

Fang was now thinking to himself that this old Yan was a good man. What was his identity? Questions popped up in his head.

At this time, for some unknown reason, Wu Jianguang signaled Wang Weizhong to go ahead and go ahead and not follow them.

Lao Yan first took Wu Jianguang and Fang Jin to the cell closest to the torture room.

Three skinny little beggars, when they saw Wu Jianguang and others coming, they huddled up in the inner corner like frightened birds. The light in the cell was very dark, and their six eyes secretly looked at them with frightened eyes.

Looking at people outside.

Fang now saw at a glance the three porcelain bowls placed on the ground, with some food in them. Wu Jianguang's eyes soon fell on the porcelain bowls.

Lao Yan explained the situation and said: "Team leader, these three beggars are still children. I took it upon myself to give them some food. They look very pitiful!"

Wu Jianguang nodded.

Fang couldn't help but take another look at Lao Yan now. These three children were so hungry that they couldn't hold their pistols steady. How could they be the mysterious gunmen? They should be able to put them back after the other people have been screened.

He looked inside and happened to look into the eyes of the little beggar in the middle. This little beggar was the smallest. Like the other two little beggars, his clothes were in tatters and his hair was unkempt. The only difference was that his eyes were very dark.

Shining with a different luster.

Fang frowned slightly now. In this era, there are constant wars between warlords and politicians inside, fighting for power and profit. Outside, there are Japanese invaders who are eager to kill, kill, and loot. The National Government has not much thought to take into account the lives of the people. There is really no peace for the country and the people's livelihood.

Withered.

The little beggar looked to be about six or seven years old. At that time, he was acting like a spoiled child in the arms of his parents, but now he has no clothes on his body, no food to eat, and is struggling hard to survive. Look at

Everything is sad.

Fang now squatted down, and the three little beggars instinctively moved back, but behind them was the corner, and there was no way to retreat.

The two little beggars on both sides were already crying, but the one in the middle was biting his lips tightly and staring at Fang Jin with a bit of stubbornness in his eyes.

At this time, Lao Yan suddenly said from behind: "Children, don't be afraid, the officers are here to ask you a few questions, just answer them truthfully!"

His voice was not loud, but it sounded particularly clear in this dark cell.

Wu Jianguang put his hands behind his back and said with a kind face: "Yes, we are catching the bad guys. When we find the bad guys, we will let you out."

His face is fair and chubby, and he smiles like Maitreya Buddha.

Lao Yan pointed at Wu Jianguang and said to the three little beggars: "This is our chief. You can tell us what you saw at the gate of Yihuchun. If useful information is provided, not only can you be let out early, but also

award."

Wu Jianguang nodded cooperatively. This is what intelligence work is like. You can't underestimate anyone, and you can't let anything go easily. You may gain something inadvertently.

The little beggars on both sides were probably frightened, and they just shook their heads numbly.

The little beggar in the middle seems to be thinking about something.

Fang now believes that it was Lao Yan's words that relaxed the children's nervous expressions, rather than Wu Jianguang, who seemed so kind on the surface.

He was worried that Wu Jianguang would lose his temper, so he quickly took out a one-yuan French currency and handed it to the little beggar in the middle: "Whether you can imagine it or not, this dollar is yours!"

The little beggar looked at Fang Jin in shock, his little hand holding the French currency began to tremble, as if he refused to believe that all this was true.

They get up early every day and beg at night, and are looked down upon. If someone is willing to give some scraps, it would be great. At most, it is only a few copper coins. No one has ever given so many banknotes!

"Boss, are you telling the truth?" The little beggar finally spoke. Although his voice was trembling, it was very clear.

Fang now had a smile on his face: "Of course it's true. The money is in your hands. In front of so many people, can I still snatch it back?"

The little beggar's eyes lit up and he quickly stuffed the French currency into his pocket. Then he shook his head and said, "Boss, I really didn't see anything!"

Fang now smiled bitterly, this little guy is quite thoughtful.

"You little thing..." Wu Jianguang felt like he was being played by a child, and his face turned livid with anger.

Lao Yan hurriedly came over to smooth things over, and then persuaded Wu Jianguang to leave.

Although Wu Jianguang was angry, he would not argue with a child. Although these little beggars wandering the streets were pitiful, they dealt with all kinds of people every day and were very clever. Such behavior was not surprising.

Fang now patted the little beggar on the head and walked out of the cell.

The child's big eyes left a deep impression on him.
Chapter completed!