Chapter 2597 The contest in the interrogation room
Yang Bin already knew in his heart that the majestic old man in front of him didn't care about his life or death at all. Just now, the other party was able to stuff poisonous buttons into his mouth and force him to commit suicide by taking poison. Now he didn't care about the cold-faced knife master next to him.
, cut off his skin and flesh with one knife and execute him, the spy, Ling Chi!
So, when he saw the light of the sword flying around him, heard the "chichi" sound echoing in his ears, and felt the cold blade brushing against his skin, he really thought that the muscles on his body were following
The sharp sword wind was flying in the air. Being executed by Lingchi, this creepy word suddenly appeared in Yang Bin's mind.
This heartbreaking and shattering feeling is an extremely frightening experience that cannot be simulated by any spy training. Otherwise, Yang Bin, a professional spy with professional training, would not be frightened by two knives.
Half dead.
Death, Yang Bin, a strictly trained agent, was not afraid. When he was engaged in this profession, he had already been prepared to die at any time, so the moment he regained consciousness, he lowered his head to bite the stitched collar.
He wanted to die to avoid the humiliation of being captured.
But when he realized that he was no longer able to choose to commit suicide, the belief in his own death gradually disappeared. An ant can still survive, let alone a living person, a young man with a family and social network. Therefore, when he faced
When the old man in front of him forced the poisonous button into his mouth, the strong feeling of being killed alive made him suddenly have a fear of death that he had never experienced before.
Now, the majestic old man across from him, who was uneasy about playing cards, suddenly adopted this method of letting him slowly experience death. This made Yang Bin even more frightened, and a feeling of extreme fear emerged from the bottom of his heart, making him
There is a feeling that life is worse than death!
Following Yang Bin's frightened cry when he woke up, Feng Dao's right hand was raised like lightning, and slapped Yang Bin's face hard with a "snap" sound: "What are you shouting? Speak Chinese! Otherwise, I will repair your tongue."
!" The sound of the wind knife was very cold and cold, like a blade whistling in the cold wind.
Yang Bin turned his face in horror and glanced at Feng Dao. Only then did he see the terrifying swordsman standing next to him. He was so frightened that he quickly nodded his head and shouted in Chinese: "Yes, yes! I use Chinese
Language, in Chinese." He was already frightened by this swordsman and the old man sitting behind the interrogation table opposite.
"Name? What is the code name for the operation in your organization?" Professor Chang suddenly asked, staring at Yang Bin with a cold light in his eyes. "My name is... called... Ying Zuo, code name is 'Dian... Dian Mouse'." Yang Bin
He replied quickly, his words stuttering due to extreme nervousness.
As soon as he finished speaking, Professor Chang's cold voice sounded again: "Who is the head of your intelligence station here?"
Yang Bin looked up at the professor and hesitated for a moment. At this moment, the wind knife nearby stretched out his right hand and flashed it in front of his eyes. A cold light suddenly appeared from between his fingers, and a sharp knife pointed directly at his mouth:
"Say!" If Yang Bin answered a little slower, the sharp knife would be inserted into his mouth to repair his tongue.
"The webmaster seems to be a woman. Yes, she is a woman, codenamed 'Peacock', but I have never seen her real body. I think she is a woman in her thirties and speaks in a high-pitched voice." Yang Bin immediately replied in horror.
, there was a trace of crying in the nervous voice.
Feng Dao immediately raised his eyes and looked at the professor. The professor nodded, indicating that what this kid said was basically true. In the espionage organization, most of the subordinates have never seen the true face of their immediate boss. These people basically use one-line contact.
, even when they meet their webmaster in critical moments, all they see is his disguised appearance. Few people know the true situation of this mysterious figure of the webmaster.
Professor Chang immediately asked: "Who is your online contact?" Yang Bin immediately replied: "It was a person named 'Fox' who contacted me through a single line. However, I have never met this person and do not know his true identity.
We all communicate via email, and in emergencies we also use mobile phones. This person is a man, and I can roughly tell from his voice that he is a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties. I really don’t know the rest.”
Yang Bin answered hastily, then looked up at the professor and said: "My main task here is to collect intelligence electronically and develop intelligence personnel from the Internet. A new task I recently accepted is to approach a woman named Hu Xiaohong.
She obtained information from the Special Weapons Research Institute."
Yang Bin answered hastily. This time he looked at the elusive wind knife beside him and took the initiative to explain his situation...
In the interrogation room, the professor interrogated Yang Bin one question after another. Yang Bin poured out all the information about the spy organization in his mind like beans from a bamboo tube. He answered quickly, fearing that he would answer a little slower.
The scary knifeman next to him would suddenly show off his elusive knife and cut off some part of his body.
The professor's interrogation speed was very fast, throwing out questions one after another, without giving Yang Bin time to think carefully. It didn't take long, and Yang Bin, who was answering the professor's questions hastily, was already sweating profusely, and was originally frightened and turned purple.
His lips were white and chapped, and his tone of voice became breathless. He was obviously exhausted from the professor's barrage of questions.
At this time, Wan Lin's right hand tightly grasped the professor's left hand under the interrogation table, and waves of true energy were continuously sent into the professor's body. During this fierce interrogation, Yang Bin, a strong young man,
They all felt a bit overwhelmed, let alone a professor as old as he was and an old man in his sixties who had just been brought back from the brink of death.
At this moment, the old man really felt exhausted. If Wan Lin hadn't tried his best to stabilize the shrinking meridians in his body with streams of true energy, the old man would have collapsed again in such a mentally and physically demanding interrogation.
In the monitoring room outside the examination room of the Military Region Security Office, Li Dongsheng, Director Tian and Director Xiao stood outside the brown single-sided glass, watching with nervousness and admiration as Professor Chang interrogated Yang Bin.
At this time, those of them who have rich experience in fighting the enemy have already seen that Professor Chang, an old agent in his sixties, is using his decades of experience in fighting the enemy to interrogate the spy, and does not give his opponent any chance to breathe.
Avoid Yang Bin from playing tricks in answering questions. This tit-for-tat contest is a battle of mind and physical strength, and is indeed no less than a face-to-face life and death struggle.