Torture room of the Central Police Station.
"Ahhhh!"
The tortured police officer swung his whip and whipped Wang Hengyi's body one by one. Wang Hengyi let out a shrill scream.
Chang Xiaoyu, Lu Jiufeng, Hou Pingliang and others were smoking cigarettes and gathering around, as if they were looking at the Western scenery, pointing at the tortured person to discuss his best.
As for Cheng Qianfan, he sat on the chair with a big golden knife, crossing his legs, biting a cigarette in his mouth, and watching this scene with interest.
"Okay, it seems like a tough guy." Cheng Qianfan smiled faintly, "Little Monkey, give him some strength."
"Okay." Hou Pingliang was ready to rub his hands. He picked up the red soldering iron burned in the charcoal brazier and walked towards Wang Hengyi with a smile.
...
"What do you want to do, what do you want to do?" Wang Hengyi shouted in horror as he looked at the soldering iron that was getting closer and closer to him.
"I said, I said." Wang Hengyi thought of holding on for a while, but he was very scared when he looked at the red-hot soldering iron.
Hou Pingliang felt very regretful. He turned his head to look at Cheng Qianfan. Seeing Brother Fan shook his head slightly, he had to give up.
"Tell me, who are you?" Hou Pingliang asked.
"I, I am..." Wang Hengyi quickly started thinking. He knew that he could not directly admit that he was a member of the Military Control Commission, so it would be a problem. What he was thinking about now was to find a suitable identity excuse and drag it through the present.
He believed that Araki Hatsuma would send someone to follow him. As long as he was temporarily confused, the Japanese would definitely come forward secretly and rescue him without knowing it.
Hou Pingliang smiled. He was waiting for his hesitation. Without saying a word, he directly pressed the soldering iron on Wang Hengyi's chest.
Suddenly, a shrill scream, accompanied by a burnt smell, filled the torture room.
Wang Hengyi screamed and fainted.
...
"Wake him up." Cheng Qianfan said coldly.
A scoop of cold water poured down, awakening Wang Hengyi from his coma.
"Tell me, who are you?" Hou Pingliang took a whip and poked Wang Hengyi's wound that had just been burned by a soldering iron with the tip.
"Ahhh, I said, I said." Wang Hengyi could no longer bear it and shouted desperately, "I am from the Military Control Commission, the Military Control Commission, the Military Control Commission."
Cheng Qianfan's face changed, and he suddenly stood up.
"The Military Control Commissioner?" Cheng Qianfan walked to Wang Hengyi with a cold look, "Tell me about your..."
Speaking of this, Cheng Qianfan glanced at everyone and said lightly, "Everyone is out."
Without any hesitation, everyone left the torture room.
...
Cheng Qianfan's eyes were too long and looked at Wang Hengyi with a pale face, "Tell me, your name, your position and identity in the Military Control Commission."
"This police officer, everyone is Chinese. Are you not afraid of being pointed at the back and scolding a traitor?" Wang Hengyi struggled and said.
"It seems that he is still a stubborn mouth." Cheng Qianfan walked towards the salt water tank, took out the whip soaked in the salt water, and without saying a word, he directly whipped Wang Hengyi.
"ah!"
"Stop fighting!"
"I said!"
Cheng Qianfan ignored Wang Hengyi's begging for mercy at all, smiled grimly and just whipped the whip.
Finally, seeing Wang Hengyi dying, he threw down his whip, stepped forward and grabbed Wang Hengyi's hair with his left hand, and pulled back hard, "Now, what am I asking, what are you answering, and you dare to answer the question that is not right..."
Cheng Qianfan pulled out the gun and pressed the barrel directly on Wang Hengyi's forehead, "You're dead!"
"If you can do it, just blink."
Wang Hengyi blinked his swollen eyes. He was really frightened. He could feel the other party's unconcealed murderous intent.
Could this guy be a traitor and a policeman?
...
"Name."
"Wang Hengyi, three waters, perseverance, perseverance."
"You are in the Military Commission."
"The Independent Action Group of the Military Control Commission Hangzhou Station, Team Leader."
Cheng Qianfan put down his pen and looked at Wang Hengyi in confusion, "You are from the Military Control Commission Hangzhou Station, what are you doing in Shanghai?"
"Boss Dai ordered the transfer of personnel from Zhejiang stations to come to Shanghai to take a big move." Wang Hengyi said with his head down.
"What big action?" Cheng Qianfan asked immediately.
"Assassinate the 11th Japanese Army Changgang Village." Wang Hengyi said.
"What?" Cheng Qianfan was shocked. He walked forward, grabbed Wang Hengyi's hair, and asked with a ferocious face, "Say it again!"
"Still, assassinate the Japanese Lieutenant General Gangcun." Wang Hengyi wailed in pain and said quickly.
Cheng Qianfan's face changed drastically. He picked up the rag on the interrogation table and blocked Wang Hengyi's mouth.
He did not continue to interrogate Wang Hengyi. This guy has already joined the special high school class. If he continues to ask, if Wang Hengyi tells about his relationship with the special high school class, it will be unbeautiful. In that case, he will have no reason to go directly to Ping Chongyang No. 1, and can only go back to the special high school class to report the situation.
Then, Cheng Qianfan walked out of the torture room with a serious expression.
"Go and call Lao Huang to come over and treat his injuries. Lu Jiufeng and Chang Xiaoyu, you two are with Lao Huang in person. No one is allowed to get along with the prisoner alone. The blocked cloth on your mouth cannot be taken off, and no one is allowed to talk to him." Cheng Qianfan said with a gloomy expression, "After handling the injuries, come out and detain the prisoner in the No. 3 prison. Without my permission, no one is allowed to contact the prisoner."
"yes!"
"clear!"
...
"Brother Fan, I'll drive." Hou Pingliang said.
"Give me the key, I'll do it myself." Cheng Qianfan said.
"Brother Fan, you are alone..." Hou Pingliang was a little worried.
"Give it to me." Cheng Qianfan frowned and said.
"Yes." Hou Pingliang took out the car keys that Li Hao had given him before and handed them to Cheng Qianfan.
"You are staring at the police station and you will never allow anyone to talk to the prisoner." Cheng Qianfan said coldly.
"Understood."
Cheng Qianfan nodded and got into the car directly. At the same time, he placed the gun in his right hand within reach. Then he closed the car door and ignited the vehicle. The vehicle slowly left the yard of the police station, and then stepped on the accelerator and disappeared into the night.
...
To the west of Sakura Apartment is Watsons Pharmacy, to the east is McCalley Bank, and to the north is Sassoon Building.
Cheng Qianfan drove along Nanjing Road, turned right, and the car stopped on the side of the road opposite the Sakura Apartment.
After wearing the gun and tidying up the armed belt, Cheng Qianfan took a look at the Japanese expatriates standing guard at the entrance of Sakura Apartment.
With the Japanese staring at him, he went straight to Watsons Pharmacy next door.
"I want a phone call." Cheng Qianfan flicked his finger and a silver dollar flew towards the shopkeeper.
The guy took the silver dollar and greeted him with a smile.
Then, under the gaze of the French Concession police officer wearing high-end patrol uniforms, he walked away with a smirk.
"I want Sakura Apartment." Cheng Qianfan picked up the phone and said.
"This is Sakura Apartment, who is your honor?" The phone was connected, and the phone was in Japanese.
"Please help notify Heige Chusa from Room 207 to answer the phone." Cheng Qianfan said in a fluent Fukushima accent.
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