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Chapter 922 Invitation

On the second day of the Military Control Commission's large-scale operation, there were crowds of people inside No. 29 Luojiawan, and the phone rings kept ringing, and the spies ran in and out.

Yesterday, the water and land passages and communications in the mountain city were cut off, and there were many bloody clashes, thousands of people were arrested and many shops were blocked.

Many officials called to question this. On the phone, these people openly excused the people involved in the case in an official voice. I believe that there are many local specialties collected in Pingshi.

However, after knowing that the case was assigned by someone personally, he decisively gave up. On the contrary, the elites of the Fruit Party were professional.

Zuo Chong was not idle either. He sat in the office, leaning on the back of the chair, smiling and holding the microphone, chatting with the person opposite him.

"Old Yang, don't worry about this matter. Your business partner probably has no chance to come out."

"Yeah, I have the chance to come out and have two drinks together."

"Hahaha, okay, let Lao Bai treat him, see you again."

He hung up the phone with a big laugh, Zuo Chong shook his head helplessly. It was so fatal. Unexpectedly, even Section Chief Yang of the Ministry of Interior was wrong. Director Yang was involved in this matter.

Along the way, as a professional spy who has received professional training, Wu Xiwen tried to determine his position by timing and vehicle left and right.

"Oh, isn't this the famous Chonglishe Wuzhangqiu? Hello, I heard you want to see me, why? Do you really want to surrender to Zuo?"

Of course, he was not soft-hearted, but mainly because he might have torture in a while. The other party was locked in this small cage, and the interrogator couldn't let go of his hands when he started to act.

After being put on a hood again, he was carried away from the detention center and threw it into the back row of a car. With the roaring engine, more than ten cars drove out of the Military Commission compound.

On the beach not far away, hundreds of Chongli Society and three other three robed brothers at the bottom of the hall were tied up and kneeled on the ground, with expressionless spies behind them.

After the rain, the mountain city is sunny and shines away the haze above the city. The wind blows across the sky, and the earth rejuvenates its vitality.

Regarding this request, Zuo Chong, who was smiling but not smiling, snorted, but still nodded to Wu Chunyang and Gui Youguang next to him, signaling them to release the person.

"Hello, Deputy Director."

"Thank you, thank you."

Through the hood, he heard the rustling of flowing water and Taoist chanting, smelled the slightest incense in the air, and a place name appeared in his mind.

None of the prisoners detained here are simple characters. Once the other party gets firearms, it will be very dangerous. The guardian uses non-lethal weapons.

What exactly do Chinese people do?

Wu Xiwen frowned and sat down at the table as if nothing had happened. Looking at the table with only dishes and spoons, there were nowhere to start, and there were not even chopsticks. How could this make people eat it?

Wu Chunyang and the other two opened the door of the cell, which was more like a dog cage. Wu Xiwen, a vicious dog, slapped on the ground, breathing in the air that was not fresh.

"Come on, Mr. Wu, my subordinates have prepared the most authentic Japanese breakfast, including main courses, rice, side dishes, pickled vegetables and soup.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew from the depths of the passage, coupled with the faint moans, howlings and screams, it seemed that people came to the eighteenth level of hell.

I don’t know whether it was intentional or unintentional, Wu Xiwen said to himself, and the hood on his head was pulled off before he finished speaking.

"Zhubian? That's not... OK, I'll go now."

The guard agent saluted and greeted Zuo Chong in. Under the dim light, several long passages extended into the abdomen of the mountain, with many iron fences in the middle.

Unfortunately, even after living in the mountain city for decades, the car had completely lost its sense of direction after turning around the streets and alleys.

"Mr. Wu doesn't need to be in a hurry. This place is not a place to speak. Please move outside the cave. You and I will sit down and have some breakfast, eat and chat. Is that okay?

By the way, Zuo would like to invite you to watch a scene and reveal that this scene is very exciting and can only be performed once. It is a rare opportunity. Please enjoy it."

At this time, the office door was knocked, and then He Yijun walked in and reported to him that Ling Sanping had examined Wu Xiwen and did not find that the person was carrying the diseased bacteria.

Although Wu Xiwen, who noticed this scene, didn't know why this fat man looked at him like this, he could guess that nothing good happened.

Zuo Chong smiled and teased his subordinates, then walked to a table and politely invited Wu Xiwen to sit for a meal.

Once again, he sat on the chair without waiting for Wu Xiwen to answer, but the other party no longer cared about polite questions at this time and focused on the border.

"Dang thump."

This place was originally an underground warehouse of the police training center. After the Military Control Commission moved westward, it was transformed into a detention center. The strong rocks around minimized the possibility of detainees escaping.

After doing this, he bowed to Zuo Chong: "Thank you Mr. Zuo for your understanding. If you have anything to ask, I promise to know everything.

The Huangshan Official Residence case is the number one serious case in the State Government. Anyone involved must be dealt with seriously. This is someone's personal order. I hope the other party can cut it in time.

After hearing this, Zuo Chong thought of the rusty bullet, so his smile became brighter and he raised his hand to point to the end of the passage.

"Well, let's go, isn't he going to see me? Just see what tricks he is going to play." Zuo Chong said with a smile, raising his foot toward a passage.

While thanking him, Wu Xiwen used his handcuffed hands to stroke the dust on his chest, and then sorted out the messy bangs on his forehead. It was obvious that he was a person of particularity.

Zuo Chong nodded with satisfaction. The environment almost didn't matter. They didn't invite Japanese spies to visit. Letting these people suffer a little bit will also help interrogate.

The guards with batons patrolled the passage one by one. It was not that the Military Control Commission was so poor that they could not even afford to be guns. This was just to prevent prisoners from robbing weapons.

"Hello Mr. Zuo, I really want to abandon the darkness and turn to the light. Can you please let someone release Wu first? This feeling is really bad."

After a harsh electric ringtone, a figure flashed through the observation hole on the iron door. After a while, the explosion-proof door, which was more than ten centimeters thick, slowly opened, and a musty smell came to your nose.

"Notify everyone and go to the interrogation room."

The spies held their arms and watched coldly, keeping a certain distance from him until the guards got all kinds of tools to handcuff the man tightly, and then helped the other party up.

Zuo Chong stood up and said, picked up the file and walked out of the office building, quickly walked to the foot of the mountain located in the corner of the courtyard, stopped in front of an iron door and pressed the button on the wall.

After a while, the car slowly stopped in a bumpy state. Wu Xiwen was pulled out of the car like a puppet, with a pothole pebbles under his feet.

Even if it is subjected to air strikes, the mountain hundreds of meters thick can guarantee the lives of prisoners and staff. It is obviously safer than the detention center of Honggong Temple in Jinling.

After asking, Wu Xiwen agreed, he gave an order to Guqi: "Go to the border immediately to arrange it. I want to have breakfast with Wu Zhangqi and drive away all the irrelevant people."

But the problem is not big. Anyway, the criminals of the Military Control Commission usually don’t live long and their heads are gone. I guess they won’t care about these trivial matters anymore.

Wu Xiwen, who had reached the limit, opened his eyes suddenly when he heard this, stared at the smiling face in front of him and smiled bitterly, and said in a mess.

However, the current situation is that people are the ones who are responsible for the slaughter and he has to refuse to agree, and no one cares about the opinion of a prisoner.

"Did you hear that? Mr. Wu is helping us find loopholes in our work. Remember, you will block your ears and noses when you escort the prisoner in the future."

"Shenxian Cave? Are we in the Coral Dam?"

Don’t be polite. You have been in the Republic of China for so many years and must miss the taste of your hometown. You must eat more today.”

Don't worry, we are fellow travelers, I know no one can resist torture and confession. Instead of wasting time and asking for trouble, it's better to cooperate with you."

He and Lao Yang got along well when they were in Jinling, so they still have to give the face they should give. Now it depends on whether the other party can understand his words, otherwise they will probably end up.

Left Chong supported his hands on his knees, lowered his head and looked through the ventilation window to see Wu Xiwen, whose eyes were closed and his face was full of pain, waved his hand and greeted the other party.

Gu Qi was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted and looked back and forth, before leaving, he looked at Wu Xiwen with a slight sympathy.

"hehe."

He said this very sincerely. With those eyes full of sincerity, the credibility seemed very high, but only he knew whether it was true or not.

The group passed four or five iron gates and finally saw the target in the deepest part of the detention center. The other party half curled up and squatted in a cell that was less than half a meter in length, width and height.

"Second post, why don't we go and see Wu Xiwen first?" Gu Qi took the lead and asked.

He subconsciously narrowed his eyes, turned his head to avoid the strong sunlight, and then the sound of Zuo Chong Bu Bu Bu Bu Ji's ears sounded again.

The only disadvantage is that it is too humid. In such an environment for a long time, it is easy to cause respiratory tract infection, skin diseases and rheumatism.

This kind of prison cell cannot sit, stand up, or lie down. It is specially used to clean up the subjects of interrogation who do not cooperate. Many prisoners are driven crazy after staying in it for a few days.

Just as he was thinking, several people came in behind him, including the four persons in charge of the first and second department and Gui Youguang who received the order quickly rushed to the detention center.

Seeing this, Zuo Chong scooped a spoonful of miso soup with a spoonful of soup and explained with a smile: "Please understand, you should know that in the hands of people like us, chopsticks are no different from weapons.

If Mr. Wu makes some unwise moves and is killed and loses you, the most important audience, the scene will be boring. Let's eat and watch it."

"Persuading" Wu Xiwen, Zuo Chong waved to Gui Youguang, and the other party immediately turned around and walked to the edge of the throne, took out his pistol and pointed it at a seriously injured brother robbed and pulled the trigger.

With a bang, Wu Xiwen, a veteran Japanese spy who had been lurking in the mountain city for more than 20 years, took a deep breath, and smiled and scooped a mouthful of soup into his mouth to taste it carefully.

The white tofu and red miso were mixed together, which was surprisingly similar to the liquid on the ground dozens of meters away, but the two people on the dining table seemed to care nothing...
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