The torture patrolman picked up the whip and struck Wang Hengyi one after another, causing Wang Hengyi to scream in agony.
Chang Xiaoyu, Lu Jiufan, Hou Pingliang and others were smoking cigarettes and gathered around, as if watching a Western scene, pointing at the victims and commenting on them.
As for Cheng Qianfan, he was sitting on the chair with his legs crossed and a cigarette between his teeth, watching this scene with great interest.
"Okay, he seems to be a tough guy." Cheng Qianfan smiled lightly, "Little monkey, give him some strength."
"Okay." Hou Pingliang was already gearing up. He directly picked up the red soldering iron from the charcoal brazier and walked towards Wang Hengyi with a smile.
…
"What are you going to do? What are you going to do?" Wang Hengyi looked at the soldering iron getting closer and closer to him and shouted in horror.
"I said it, I said it." Wang Hengyi thought about insisting a little longer, but looking at the red-hot soldering iron, he felt extremely scared.
Hou Pingliang was filled with regret. He turned to look at Cheng Qianfan and saw Brother Fan shaking his head slightly, so he had no choice but to give up.
"Tell me, who are you?" Hou Pingliang asked.
"I, I am..." Wang Hengyi thought quickly. He knew that he could not directly admit that he was a member of the military commander, which would be troublesome. What he wanted now was to find a suitable identity excuse to delay the moment.
He believed that Araki Harima would definitely send someone to follow him. As long as he was temporarily deceived, the Japanese would secretly come forward and rescue him without anyone noticing.
Hou Pingliang smiled, what he was waiting for was his hesitation, and without saying a word, he pressed the soldering iron hard on Wang Hengyi's chest.
Suddenly, shrill screams, accompanied by a burning smell, filled the torture room.
Wang Hengyi screamed and passed out.
…
"Wake him up." Cheng Qianfan said coldly.
A ladle of cold water was poured down, waking Wang Hengyi from his coma.
"Tell me, who are you?" Hou Pingliang took a leather whip and used the tip of the whip to poke Wang Hengyi's wound that had just been burned by the iron.
"Ah ah ah, I said, I said." Wang Hengyi couldn't bear it anymore and shouted desperately, "I am from the military commander, military commander, military commander."
Cheng Qianfan's expression changed and he stood up suddenly.
"People from the military command?" Cheng Qianfan walked to Wang Hengyi, his eyes cold, "Tell me about your..."
Having said this, Cheng Qianfan glanced at everyone and said calmly, "Everyone, get out."
Without any hesitation, everyone filed out of the torture room.
…
Cheng Qianfan looked at the pale Wang Hengyi with gloomy eyes, "Tell me your name, your position in the military commander, and your identity."
"Police officer, we are all Chinese, aren't you afraid of being pointed at your spine and scolded as a traitor?" Wang Hengyi struggled and said.
"Looks like you are still tough." Cheng Qianfan walked to the salt water tank, took out the leather whip soaked in salt water, and without saying a word, whipped Wang Hengyi directly.
"ah!"
"Stop fighting!"
"I said!"
Cheng Qianfan ignored Wang Hengyi's begging for mercy and just picked up the whip with a cruel smile.
Finally, seeing that Wang Hengyi was dying, he threw down the whip, stepped forward, grabbed Wang Hengyi's hair with his left hand, and pulled it back forcefully, "Now, you answer whatever I ask, and if you dare to answer anything wrong..."
Cheng Qianfan pulled out his gun and put the barrel directly against Wang Hengyi's forehead, "I'll kill you!"
"Blink your eyes if you can."
Wang Hengyi blinked his swollen eyes. He was really frightened. He could feel the undisguised murderous intent of the other party.
Could this guy be a traitor on patrol?
…
"Name."
"Wang Hengyi, Three Waters Wang, Perseverance, Perseverance and Perseverance."
"Your position in the military command."
"Leader of the Independent Action Team of the Military Reunion Hangzhou Station."
Cheng Qianfan put down his pen and glanced at Wang Hengyi doubtfully, "You are from the Hangzhou Station of the Military Command, what are you doing in Shanghai?"
"Boss Dai ordered to redeploy manpower from Zhejiang Station to come to Shanghai for big operations." Wang Hengyi said with his head hanging down.
"What big move?" Cheng Qianfan asked immediately.
"Assassinate Gangcun, the commander of the Japanese Eleventh Army." Wang Hengyi said.
"What?" Cheng Qianfan was shocked. He stepped forward, grabbed Wang Hengyi's hair, and asked with a ferocious face, "Say it again!"
"Assassinate, assassinate Japanese Lieutenant General Gangcun." Wang Hengyi wailed in pain and said quickly.
Cheng Qianfan's expression changed drastically. He directly picked up the rag on the interrogation table and blocked Wang Hengyi's mouth.
He did not continue to interrogate Wang Hengyi. This guy had already connected with the Special High School. If he continued to ask, it would be bad if Wang Hengyi revealed his relationship with the Special High School. In that case, he did not go directly.
Seeing the reason of Chongyang Ninth Festival, I can only go back to the special high school to report the situation.
Then, Cheng Qianfan walked out of the torture room with a serious expression.
"Go and call Lao Huang over and treat his injuries. Lu Jiufan and Chang Xiaoyu, you two will accompany Lao Huang personally. No one is allowed to be alone with the prisoner. The gag on his mouth is not allowed to be removed. No one is allowed to talk to him.
He spoke." Cheng Qianfan said with a gloomy expression, "After taking care of the injury, we will come out and put the prisoner in cell No. 3. No one is allowed to touch the prisoner without my permission."
"yes!"
"clear!"
…
"Brother Fan, I'll drive." Hou Pingliang said.
"Give me the key and 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 key that Li Hao had given him before and handed it to Cheng Qianfan.
"You are watching in the patrol room 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 within reach of his right hand. He then closed the door and ignited the vehicle. The vehicle slowly left the patrol house yard, then stepped on the accelerator and disappeared into the night.
…
To the west of Sakura Apartments is Watsons Pharmacy, to the east is Macquarie Bank, and to the north across Nanjing Road is the Sassoon Building.
Cheng Qianfan drove along Nanjing Road, turned right, and parked on the side of the road opposite Sakura Apartments.
After putting on the gun and adjusting the armed belt, Cheng Qianfan glanced at the Japanese expatriate group standing guard at the door of Sakura Apartment.
Under the gaze of the Japanese, he went directly to the Watsons drugstore next door.
"I want a phone number." Cheng Qianfan flicked his fingers, and a silver dollar flew towards the shop assistant.
The boy took the silver dollar and greeted him with a smile.
Then, under the intense gaze of the French Concession police officer, who was wearing a high-end patrol uniform, he walked away with a sneer.
"I want Sakura Apartment." Cheng Qianfan picked up the phone and said.
"This is Sakura Apartment, who are you?" The phone was connected, and the caller was speaking in Japanese.
"Please help inform Lieutenant Colonel Taira Shige in Room 207 to answer the phone." Cheng Qianfan said in fluent Fukushima accented Japanese.
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