Inside the document bag was a map of the Wusong Line's defense fortifications. The entire Wusong Line's bunkers, bunkers, checkpoints, and garrison points were clearly distributed.
Such confidential national defense and military documents actually appeared in the hands of Japanese agents!
One can imagine the shock and anger in Cheng Qianfan's heart.
Then when we consider the pass stamped with the Jiangyin garrison seal, there is only one explanation:
There is a problem within the Jiangyin garrison!
Cheng Qianfan was shocked and angry, and a thin stream of cold sweat broke out on his back.
If he hadn't arranged for someone to monitor the herbal medicine shop all the time, and as soon as he learned that the medicine shop owner Huang San had returned, he would have decisively given the order to take action.
Then, it is completely foreseeable that this defense fortification map of the Wusong Line will soon appear on the desks of the top Japanese military officials.
It can be said that once the war started and the Japanese army had this fortification map and based on the map, the entire Wusong Line would almost lose its threat to the Japanese army.
"Take it to the basement." Cheng Qianfan said coldly, "Interrogation!"
Cheng Qianfan looked extremely serious and said to Qiao Chuntao, "Taozi, pry open this boss Huang's mouth. I want to know who the bastard is hiding inside the Jiangyin garrison!"
"Leave it to me! Don't worry, team leader, no matter how hard his bones are, I can break them one by one!" Qiao Chuntao's eyes were filled with chills, a cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he nodded.
"It doesn't matter whether you live or die!" Cheng Qianfan's face was as dark as water, "I want to know the result before dawn tomorrow."
He didn't have much time to waste. Since Huang San had obtained such important national defense information, he suddenly returned to Shanghai this time, obviously to submit the information to his superiors.
The senior Japanese officials must have known about this matter, and it can be inferred that the Japanese were waiting for Huang San to report.
There was only one night left for him.
After tonight, the Japanese did not wait for Huang San to go, so they must have known that something happened at the Herbal Medicine Shop.
If the Japanese know about it, they will definitely notify the treasonous officers of the national army hidden in the Jiangyin garrison to flee.
This person was alive, and once he escaped and fell into the hands of the Japanese, the entire Wusong Line defense fortifications would be almost transparent in the eyes of the Japanese.
Not only that, don't forget that the gunshots were fired at the Herbal Medicine Shop. This is what troubles Cheng Qianfan the most, and it is also a flaw in this operation.
The patrol on Xiafei Road has been dispatched.
The most optimistic estimate is that Japan will learn about this situation by tomorrow morning at the latest.
This is still based on the fact that Rite did not establish an observation point near the Herb Shop.
If Rite has been secretly observing Baicao Shop, then...
Cheng Qianfan shook his head, hoping that luck would be on his side.
…
Qiao Chuntao took Jiang Laosan down to the basement and immediately interrogated Huang San.
Cheng Qianfan did not leave the interrogation room.
He wanted to avoid being tainted with the smell of blood.
The air in the basement is poor and the smell of blood is strong. This is an emergency interrogation, which is bound to be even more brutal.
Stained with the smell of blood, not to mention that he might not have time to take a bath, this bloody smell would be difficult to completely dissipate even after taking a bath.
The colleagues in the patrol room are all smart people with extremely sharp noses.
He must pay careful attention to these details.
Unless absolutely necessary, he would not interrogate himself.
In addition, there is another consideration: he will try to avoid direct collision with the enemy, even if it is an enemy who has been captured.
As for the enemy agents who have seen his face, there is only one ending.
Beware of the long-lasting ship.
Time passes minute by minute.
Cheng Qianfan started to get a little impatient.
He was pacing back and forth.
If the results of the interrogation cannot be obtained before dawn, he will immediately call the Nanjing headquarters.
In this case, we can only ask Nanjing to order the Jiangyin garrison to implement comprehensive martial law and investigate.
It's just that such a big fight may not be useful.
There are nearly 10,000 troops stationed in Jiangyin. With so many people having access to this secret military aircraft information, it is hard to say whether they can successfully uncover the traitors in time.
…
In the basement.
Huang San has almost become a bloody man.
Jiang Laosan came in with a pot of freshly boiled chili water. He glanced at Huang San fixed on the wooden frame.
The hands and feet are bent at a weird angle.
His head was drooping, and he had fainted again.
Qiao Chuntao glanced at the chili water in the basin, stretched out a finger, dipped it in the chili water, and frowned.
"Where's the salt?" Qiao Chuntao asked.
"Here, here." Jiang Laosan pointed to the salt altar on the ground.
Qiao Chuntao bent down to pick up the jar of salt and poured half of it directly into the jar.
Pick up the red-hot soldering iron from the charcoal basin and put it into the pepper water basin.
Sizzle!
There was a burst of heat, and the smell of chili became even more pungent.
Looking at the silent Qiao Chuntao.
Looking at the silent Qiao Chuntao's cold 'girly face'.
Qiao Chuntao looked expressionless as she stirred the chili pepper water with a soldering iron.
Jiang Laosan felt a chill on his back.
He now believed that Qiao Chuntao's words about crushing his balls were definitely not just words.
…
"Would you like a bite?" Qiao Chuntao glanced at Jiang Laosan, "It tastes good."
Jiang Laosan kept shaking his head.
Qiao Chuntao sneered, picked up the water ladle, scooped out the hot chili water with a lot of salt, and poured it directly onto Huang San's belly on the wooden stand.
Ahhhhh!
A beast-like howl of pain.
Huang San shook his head like crazy and shouted, "Kill me, kill me!"
"No, no, no." Qiao Chuntao smiled brightly, "Boss Huang, this is just an appetizer."
With that said, he stepped forward and grabbed Huang San's hair, "I said, this is just the beginning, there are still good dishes to be served later."
"Go, there is lime powder in the West House, get some." Qiao Chuntao said to Jiang Laosan.
"Ah, lime powder?" Jiang Laosan was stunned.
"Yes, lime powder." Qiao Chuntao smiled, staring at Huang San's bloody body, "Pull out a small hole in his belly, first pour in lime powder, and then pour in pepper water."
As he spoke, he showed a recalling expression, "Do you know what this dish is called?"
…
Jiang Laosan swallowed and did not dare to speak.
Huang San was shouting, "Kill me, kill me, despicable Chinese!"
Qiao Chuntao closed his eyes and completely ignored the two people's reactions. Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and his handsome face had an almost ferocious and strange beauty, "This dish is called red water balls, this pepper water, and lime powder."
A mix..."
"My master, my wife, my junior brothers and sisters, many of them have lost their lives after eating this dish." Qiao Chuntao stared at Huang San, her eyes filled with grief and anger. There was despair in the grief and anger, and there was madness in the despair. "This
Gentlemen, this dish was invented by you Japanese in Shenyang. You came here uninvited and treated my family to eat this dish. How about I repay you with my hospitality?"
This sentence is said in Japanese.
He smiled and said in a soft voice.
"No, no, no!" Huang San looked at this crazy look and collapsed.
