"It's just a cover-up." Dong Zhengguo shook his head, "If someone is interested in secretly prying, after all, they won't be able to hide it for long."
The place where key Red Party criminals were imprisoned was on Maier Xiai Road, and the Liuji Restaurant where Guo Huaijing went to buy food was on Fuxi Road. To the south of Fuxi Road was Maier Xiai Road.
This means that Liu Kee Restaurant is not far from No. 33, Mile West Road.
Therefore, Guo Huaijing, who had bought the food, could have walked back with his rice pail. However, Dong Zhengguo specially arranged a vehicle to pick up Guo Huaijing and made a long circle before returning. This could give possible enemies an illusion and create an error in distance.
Judgment.
"Brother Dong is so humble." Yuan Ziren said with a smile, "No wonder the district leader has been praising Brother Dong. He is indeed the best among men."
"Director Su is ridiculously complimentary." Dong Zhengguo said, "Is there any prisoner who has spoken?"
"One of them couldn't hold himself back and spoke." Yuan Ziren said, "However, this person has been away from Shanghai for some time, and the information he can provide is limited."
With that said, he took out his confession from his briefcase and said, "Brother Dong, please take a look at it, and then arrange for someone to verify and monitor it."
Dong Zhengguo took the paper, looked at it carefully, and nodded, "Okay, I'll make arrangements right now."
Later, Dong Zhengguo came to the yard, called Guo Huaijing over and whispered, and Guo Huaijing left in a hurry.
…
"Has Shang Jiayuan ever spoken?" Dong Zhengguo asked Yuan Ziren.
"No." Yuan Ziren shook his head, "This man's bones are very hard, and all possible torture methods were used. The bones in both lower legs were broken inch by inch, and they were forced to stand upright."
"This is their so-called belief that the Red Party insists on," Dong Zhengguo said.
"It's nothing more than fallacies and heresies that deceive people's minds." Yuan Ziren snorted coldly.
Dong Zhengguo glanced at Yuan Ziren, smiled and nodded.
Chief Yuan Ziren is from the Red Party, so he will be extremely cautious about any topic about the Red Party, and shows that he hates the Red Party even more than they do.
"Let's go, I'm going to meet this Shang Jiayuan." Dong Zhengguo flexed his wrist and said sadly, "I want to see this person's toughness in person."
…
In the underground torture chamber, several incandescent lamps were hung on the beams, and one lamp flickered.
Because there was no air circulation, the torture room was filled with a fishy, rotten smell.
Dong Zhengguo touched his nose and said, "Write it down and take the time to install a ventilation fan."
"yes."
"Forget it." Yuan Ziren waved his hand aside, "If there is a ventilation fan, it is inevitable that there will be sound."
"That's alright." Dong Zhengguo nodded. During the torture, the screams of the prisoners were brutal. Although this was a basement, it could not be completely ruled out that passers-by would hear some sounds.
There is only one person in the torture room now, that is Shang Jiayuan.
This man was lying on the tiger bench, with his hands bound by ropes. One calf was hanging down to the ground. It looked like the calf was completely useless. The other leg was bent in the opposite direction, and the flesh of the bone facing it had been cut off.
You can see a lot of white bones.
"I passed out," one agent said.
"Wake up." Dong Zhengguo said calmly.
He lit a cigarette and smoked the cigarette slowly. He watched as a basin of salt water was poured down and Shang Jiayuan slowly woke up. Then the salt water moistened the wound, and the pain nerves instantly amplified. He screamed and opened his eyes.
.
…
"Mr. Shang." Dong Zhengguo looked at Shang Jiayuan with a deep look in his eyes, "How can you feel at peace if you are a parent who has suffered so much from your body and skin?"
"Aren't the ones who tried to kill me in every possible way the traitors like you who have forgotten your ancestors?" Shang Jiayuan took a cold breath, and the severe pain caused his muscles to spasm.
"What Mr. Shang said is unreasonable." Dong Zhengguo shook his head, "If you are willing to cooperate, then hello to you and me to everyone."
He lit a cigarette and took two puffs. Looking at the flames in the cigarette butt, he stuffed the cigarette into Shang Jiayuan's mouth. Seeing Shang Jiayuan take a few greedy puffs, Dong Zhengguo showed a satisfied smile.
"Mr. Shang, if you don't take care of your own body, what can we do?" Dong Zhengguo sighed and said.
Shang Jiayuan did not speak, but greedily smoked the cigarette. He finished the cigarette in a few puffs, feeling the heat of the cigarette butt. He bit the cigarette, suddenly opened his mouth, swallowed the hot cigarette butt into his mouth, and swallowed it tenaciously.
Then the whole person let out a scream of extreme pain.
All this happened in a flash, and Dong Zhengguo had no time to stop it.
Seeing Shang Jiayuan screaming in pain, Dong Zhengguo shouted angrily, "Hurry up, give him water, give him water."
The agents held Shang Jiayuan down with all their hands, opened his mouth with force, and poured water into his mouth.
Shang Jiayuan's screams became even louder.
…
"Asshole! Who asked you to pour salt water?" Yuan Ziren also yelled angrily.
"Section Chief, there is only salt water here." An agent said aggrievedly.
"Trash, trash! They are all trash!" Yuan Ziren cursed angrily.
Looking at Shang Jiayuan who had passed out from the pain, Yuan Ziren turned pale and said to Dong Zhengguo, "Brother Dong, please call the doctor quickly to take a look at him."
"Okay." Dong Zhengguo also looked gloomy and scary. He nodded, "I will make arrangements myself."
Dong Zhengguo left the underground torture chamber, came to the yard, and called an agent, "Sir Lu Qing, is there a clinic nearby? Go quickly and grab a doctor."
"Section Chief, why don't you go back to Jisi Feier Road and ask Dr. Sun to come over?" Lu Qing asked first.
Dr. Sun is a doctor from the Secret Service Headquarters. The prisoners under interrogation need to be examined and treated. According to normal standards, doctors from the Secret Service Headquarters need to be invited.
"No need." Dong Zhengguo shook his head, "Go to the nearby medical center and ask a doctor to come over. Then just tell the doctor to be strict with his mouth."
Yuan Ziren escorted the Red Party prisoners to Shanghai this time. This was a secret act and was not known to the Shanghai headquarters of the Secret Service. How dare he arrange for Lu Qing to go to Jisi Feier Road to ask for a doctor from the headquarters.
"My subordinate understands." Lu Qing nodded first and left in a hurry.
…
West Elhams Road.
Lu's Clinic.
Lu Mingbo opened the drawer of the medicine cabinet, took out a medicine bottle, poured out the pills, took out eleven pills, wrapped them in white paper and handed them to the patient, "Remember, one pill every morning and evening for the first three days, and every day starting from the sixth day."
One grain."
"One pill every morning and evening for the first three days, and one pill every day starting from the sixth day." The man nodded, "I remember."
The man took the medicine bag, bowed to Lu Mingbo, thanked him again and again, and left.
Lu Mingbo stretched and was about to go to the back hall to make lunch when he saw two men hurried in.
"You two, where are you feeling unwell?" Lu Mingbo asked.
"Doctor, my second brother's throat is injured. Please come to the doctor." Lu Qingxian said anxiously.
"Your throat is injured?" Lu Mingbo asked, "What's the specific situation?"
"Oh, I can't tell you exactly. Doctor, please come with me and have a look." Lu Qingxian said eagerly.
"Two guys, two guys, I am the only one in this clinic now, and I can't live without it." Lu Mingbo said, "If your throat is injured, you should be able to walk. If it is close, please invite the patient to the clinic..."
"You guys are said to be benevolent doctors. We two brothers came to seek medical treatment, but you made irresponsible decisions. Do you still have any conscience?" Another agent, Shang Ji Fei, said, and he was about to step forward to pull me away.
…
"Hey, brother, don't push me." Lu Mingbo said.
"Doctor, although this brother of mine is rude, he is really worried about his brothers in the family. I apologize to you here." Lu Qing said first, "We are willing to pay double the consultation fee for the doctor to make a visit."
"That's all, that's all." Lu Mingbo relaxed after hearing that the consultation fee was doubled, "Wait a moment, I'll get the medicine box and go with you."
"Thank you very much." Lu Qingxian was overjoyed and said with his hands clasped in fists.
…
Lao Huang was walking along West Ehams Road with half a pound of pig head meat and a pound of Yanjin peanuts in his hands.
Forensic Doctor Liu from the Terracotta Road Police Hospital lives on West Elhams Road. He made an appointment with Forensic Doctor Liu to have a drink with him today.
At this time, Lao Huang caught a glimpse of Lu Mingbo, the doctor from Lu's Clinic, carrying a medicine box on his back, locked the door, and followed the two of them away, apparently going out for medical treatment.
Lao Huang was about to step forward to say hello, but suddenly stopped and pretended not to see.
The two men were walking in tandem, with one leading the way and the other following closely behind Lu Mingbo.
Lu Mingbo walked as if he was being escorted.
This attracted Lao Huang's attention and vigilance.
He watched Lu Mingbo and the other three walking north along West Alhams Road, and then turned onto West Alham Road.
Keeping this matter in his mind, Lao Huang knocked on Forensic Doctor Liu's door while carrying some snacks.
"Brother Liu, the appetizers are here, where's your good wine?"
…
No. 22, Xuehuali Road.
Cheng Qianfan sat on the chair and had been keeping his eyes closed for a while.
Having personally executed Wang Kangnian and avenged Comrade Liao, Cheng Qianfan was naturally happy.
However, while he was happy, Cheng Qianfan was even more vigilant.
Although there is no evidence, Cheng Qianfan has a clear intuition:
When he dealt with Wang Kangnian, their conversation was monitored.
To be precise, it was monitored by Araki Harima.
When Wang Kangnian said something, especially when he was angrily accused of being a red party member, although Wang Kangnian's excitement did come from his heart, he keenly captured the traces of performance.
In other words, Wang Kangnian's behavior at that time, in addition to accusing him, seemed more like he wanted to tell some people about these accusations.
Therefore, although he and Wang Kangnian were having a "secret conversation", Cheng Qianfan still behaved very alert and cautious, completely talking to Wang Kangnian in the identity and tone of Miyazaki Kentaro pretending to be Cheng Qianfan.
Later, when he was talking to Araki Harima, he also keenly captured Araki Harima's words and demeanor.
Finally, he could confirm that the enemy was indeed secretly monitoring his conversation with Wang Kangnian.
Cheng Qianfan lit a cigarette and thought carefully.
He needs to screen. This time Araki Harima gave Wang Kangnian, his enemy, as a gift to him, and at the same time secretly monitored him. What does this mean?
Was it because of what Wang Kangnian said to Araki Harima? That made Araki Harima suspicious of him, so this happened?
If this is the case, what did Wang Kangnian say to Araki Harima? Or even what evidence was provided?
Or is this all just a normal operation? Araki Harima was unable to obtain further information about the 'Chenzhou' group and the Red Party from Wang Kangnian's mouth, so he created such a secret room conversation? I hope that in this environment,
Quoting Wang Kangnian’s words?
…
Cheng Qianfan immediately rejected the latter possibility in his mind, because it was obvious that Wang Kangnian knew that someone was secretly listening, which showed that Wang Kangnian was personally involved in this incident, even if this person knew that he would eventually be "Cheng Qianfan"
'Kill, still willing to complete your final blow in this way?!
Cheng Qianfan thought carefully and pondered the whole matter.
He believed that the possibility of his exposure was close to zero, and Wang Kangnian himself probably had no evidence that could definitely point to him.
From this point of view, this should be what Wang Kangnian said, and he was willing to pay the price with his life to show that he could expose the true face of "Cheng Qianfan is a red party".
Under such circumstances, Araki Harima naturally agreed.
Cheng Qianfan flicked the ashes from his cigarette. He tended to be like this.
Of course, he was never afraid to assume the worst case scenario, so Cheng Qianfan secretly reminded himself to be more careful in future contacts with Araki Harima and try to identify the matter through clues.
He thought about it carefully and recalled his conversation with Araki Harima and Wang Kangnian. His response was timely and his handling was appropriate.
Especially the former, during the conversation with Araki Harima, Cheng Qianfan was convinced that after his own analysis, he should be able to successfully deal with it, and led Araki Harima's judgment astray.
Of course, all this is based on the fact that Wang Kangnian has no evidence to accuse him, and Araki Harima still tends to trust him.
…
Two days later.
Cao Yu secretly came to the secret meeting point of the Jiangsu Provincial Party Committee.
"You mean, Dong Zhengguo's subordinate Guo Huaijing goes to Liu Ji Restaurant on Fuxi Road to buy food every day?" Comrade Yi Jun asked, looking thoughtful.
"Yes." Cao Yu nodded, "I have been saying this for several days in a row. From what I found out from Liu Ji Restaurant, the meals Guo Huaijing purchased are enough for ten men with average appetites."
"How much food is enough for ten people?" Yi Jun asked.
"Yes." Cao Yu said, "Dong Zhengguo asked for leave this time. In addition to Guo Huaijing, the whereabouts of three of his subordinates are also suspicious."
"It seems that Dong Zhengguo and his men are five people, and there are five more people. These five people are most likely those people in the Nanjing District of the secret service headquarters?" Comrade Yi Jun said.
As he spoke, he frowned, "The number of people is wrong."
"The wrong number of people?"
"Yes, the number of people is wrong." Comrade Yi Jun nodded and said.
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