Taro Miyamoto is not only the special envoy sent to Nanjing by the Shanghai Special High School, he is also the liaison officer of several hidden groups. With Feng Jincai's confession in hand, the Intelligence Department has determined that through Taro Miyamoto, these hidden groups can be found by following the clues.
Members of the team. Therefore, after Taro Miyamoto was escorted to the Intelligence Division, he has been under the dual control of the Torture Section and the Intelligence Section. They all hope that they can pry open Taro Miyamoto's mouth first.
But things went against expectations. Miyamoto Taro had obviously received a certain degree of torture training. No matter how the intelligence and the torture department used methods, Miyamoto Taro never said a word. "Miyamoto Taro, I advise you to be aware of current affairs.
If you fall into our hands, there are only two ways to go. One is to fight to the end and eventually become a member of Luofenggang outside the city. The other is to cooperate with us, save your life, and maybe continue to live a life of debauchery.
Life."
Taro Miyamoto, who could no longer find a good piece of meat on his body, ignored the verbal temptations from the Intelligence Department. After the people from the Torture Department pressed the iron on his chest, Taro Miyamoto let out a scream, lowered his head again and fell into a coma.
"We can't continue. If we continue like this, this man will die before he can even ask for a confession." After the doctor was called to examine Taro Miyamoto, he gave an answer that neither the Torture Department nor the Intelligence Department could accept.
Taro Miyamoto looked like he was indeed in a bad situation.
"Otherwise, try our method?" Bai Zhanshan, who had been watching, suddenly said at this moment. The Torture Section and the Intelligence Section, which were already at their wits end, were desperate for someone to take over this hot potato. If Taro Miyamoto lost it in the subsequent torture,
Xiao Ming, the Torture Section and the Intelligence Section no longer had any responsibility. The report was sent directly to the Director's Office. Although he didn't know what Bai Zhanshan's methods were, out of basic trust, the Director still issued the order. Miyamoto
Taro was handed over to Bai Zhanshan for interrogation.
Bai Zhanshan did not have any outstanding skills. He only relied on the moves he had learned from Tang Cheng. After waking up, Taro Miyamoto was put down from the wooden frame. Not only did he have a chance to take a bath and change clothes,
Bai Zhanshan also prepared a fairly sumptuous dinner for Taro Miyamoto. It was hard and soft, but Taro Miyamoto, who thought he had seen through the other party's intentions, accepted all comers. Faced with the sumptuous dinner, he should eat it.
You're welcome to eat and drink as much as you need.
Miyamoto Taro, who was full of wine and food, also got the opportunity to clean the bed. However, before falling asleep, in order to stabilize the other party, Bai Zhanshan made a normal inquiry to Miyamoto Taro as usual. "I have already said,
You have arrested the wrong person. I am just a university teacher from Peiping. You can go to Peiping to investigate my identity. I believe that as long as you send people to Peiping to check my identity, you will find that you have made a mistake." Faced with this.
The amiable Bai Zhanshan and Miyamoto Taro finally spoke, but what he said were all nonsense that Bai Zhanshan was not interested in.
After a good night's sleep, Taro Miyamoto woke up early the next day. He was in good spirits and began to hide in bed and plan countermeasures. The identity he told Bai Zhanshan last night was flawless. If the Intelligence Department sent people to Peking to investigate,
It will definitely prove that what Taro Miyamoto said is true. However, Taro Miyamoto did not expect that the reason why Bai Zhanshan behaved so pleasantly last night was actually just to stabilize him, and at the same time, he also wanted Taro Miyamoto to keep up his spirits, so as not to suffer the consequences today.
During the interrogation, he lost his life due to lack of physical strength.
Taro Miyamoto, who had a good meal last night, did not get breakfast today. He was just taken directly to yesterday's torture room by Bai Zhanshan's men. When he saw the long table in the torture room, Taro Miyamoto looked ugly.
He turned to look at Bai Zhanshan. "Miyamoto Taro, since we already know your name, it means that the argument you made up yesterday is completely unfounded. Therefore, I advise you to answer the questions I asked, otherwise you will get angry.
It would be better to die."
Taro Miyamoto dismissed Bai Zhanshan's sudden change of face and advice. He thought that what Bai Zhanshan said about life being worse than death was the same torture method as yesterday. However, he did not expect that a quarter of an hour later, he would be worse than death.
I regretted it. Like Feng Jincai yesterday, the silent Taro Miyamoto was quickly tied to a long table with his back facing the sky. Next to his head, there was a large bucket filled with clean water, and there was another bucket next to it.
Not a small iron kettle.
"Miyamoto Taro, I ask you for the last time, are you really not going to answer my question?" Bai Zhanshan, with a faint smile on his face, looked down at Taro Miyamoto. Seeing that he still didn't speak, Bai Zhanshan slightly
After sighing, he nodded to his subordinates. The iron kettle filled with water was picked up from the floor, and a wet towel was placed on Miyamoto Taro's face. In the next second, Miyamoto Taro felt that his hands and feet were being touched.
While pressing it firmly, a stream of water poured out from the spout of the iron kettle and poured onto the towel on Taro Miyamoto's face.
After all, it was just a trick learned from Tang Cheng. Bai Zhanshan's three team members were not very skilled in waterboarding, but even so, half of the first pot of water was not used up, and they were fixed on the long
Taro Miyamoto, who was sitting on the table, had already felt what life was worse than death. Taro Miyamoto, who couldn't help but struggle, shook his head vigorously, trying to avoid the water flowing from top to bottom, but no matter how hard he shook his head, he couldn't.
Despite his struggle, the water still penetrated his nose and mouth through the towel, until he suffocated and almost passed out.
Just when Taro Miyamoto felt that he was about to lose consciousness, the water on his face suddenly stopped, the towel was uncovered, and a smiling face appeared in Taro Miyamoto's sight. "How is it? Mr. Miyamoto,
How does it taste?" Bai Zhanshan leaned over with a smile and looked at Taro Miyamoto, who was spraying water from his mouth and nose. "I still said what I said before, your best choice is to give up all resistance and cooperate with us, otherwise
There is only one way for you to end, and that is life worse than death."
Taro Miyamoto shook his head in pain. The persistence that had already invaded his bones made him choose to fight to the end. When Bai Zhanshan saw this, his expression immediately changed, and Taro Miyamoto's face was immediately covered by the towel just now. It was clear and clear.
The water flow went straight down again. In Bai Zhanshan's eyes, Taro Miyamoto on the long table began to struggle violently like a fish out of water. It was just that his body was fixed to the table by ropes, and his hands and feet
He was also firmly controlled, so in Bai Zhanshan's view, his efforts were in vain.
"I...I said...I said it." After several times in a row, Miyamoto Taro, who was almost collapsed, finally squirted out a large amount of water from his mouth and nose, and at the same time shouted out a few words indistinctly. He couldn't help it.
The shivering Miyamoto Taro put down wetly from the long table. Looking at Bai Zhanshan who was smiling in front of him, Miyamoto Taro slowly reached out and took the cigarette handed by Bai Zhanshan, and puffed out a puff of smoke. Miyamoto Taro finally
Start answering a few questions asked by Bai Zhanshan.
Bai Zhanshan used the tricks he learned from Tang Cheng to pry open Taro Miyamoto's mouth. Tang Cheng, who was unaware of this, gave his team members a day off. At this moment, he was rushing to Joseph with Heizi.
store, today is Joseph's delivery day. "Tang, my friend, you came so early." Joseph seemed very happy to see the two of them in Tangcheng, and gave them both a bear hug.
"Joseph, stop talking nonsense, I'm here to get something." As Tang Cheng spoke, he took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket and placed it on the counter. Tang Cheng only gave the deposit that day, and now he is giving the rest.
After carefully counting the money one by one, Joseph with a smile on his face snapped his fingers, then leaned over and took out several large boxes from under the counter.
"Don, your custom-made items are all here. You'd better try on your coats and shoes here. If there are any problems, I can help you modify them now." Although Joseph was a little stingy, he was still concerned about the things he had made.
However, he was very confident about it. He only said this because he wanted to take the opportunity to retain Tang Cheng and sell other things to Tang Cheng. "Tang, I have some good things here. Do you want to take a look?"
look?"
Tang Cheng, who was trying on a leather jacket, glanced sideways at Joseph when he heard this, and then smiled and said, "Joseph, I always thought you were a serious businessman. When did you start a black market business?" Joseph was selling to him in such a sneaky way, and Tang Cheng knew the other party.
The good things mentioned are probably some shady black market goods. "I don't have anything to do today. If you have any good things, you can take them out and have a look. If there is anything I like, I will be willing to pay for it."
Buy it."
Tang Cheng agreed quickly, and Joseph couldn't help but be happy, and immediately asked the apprentice in the shop to ask Heizi to try on the shoes and leather clothes, but he took Tang Cheng to the backyard of the shop. "Tang, the world is difficult, everyone is just trying to make ends meet.
Food. Although I am a foreigner, I also have a family to support, so, you know..." Joseph opened a room in the backyard, and while talking to Tang Cheng, he took out a long suitcase from a cabinet.
"Let's take a look. When I went to Tianjin last month to buy goods, a fellow villager paid off his debt and gave me something. I think you might be interested." Joseph opened the suitcase in front of Tang Cheng and first took some food from the suitcase.
He took out a few watches and put them on the table. Seeing this, Tang Cheng couldn't help but secretly pouted. If it were 2 months ago, he would have been a little interested in these watches. But after more than 2 months of cooperation with the Military Intelligence Office, he
Heizi has all brought new watches. This kind of second-hand goods can be regarded as a wealthy man and he doesn't look down on it at all now. (To be continued)