Chapter seven hundred and thirty seventh small teapot
Chapter 737 Little Teapot
The little teapot saw Arai Junjun shaking the code pad in front of his eyes, looked at Arai Junjun indifferently, and remained silent.
"It doesn't matter if you don't tell me, someone will give me the answer." Junjun Arai sneered and waved his hand towards the door.
Tsukikoji walked in. Xiaochapot glared at Tsukikoji and cursed fiercely: "Traitor, dog!"
Arai Junjun handed the notebook to Koharu Tsuji: "Jiji, tell me, what is this?"
Gradually Takaharu looked through the book and said, "This is the latest radio code from Juntong."
Arai Junjun said meaningfully: "How about it? If you don't say it, someone will say it; you want to die, but some people want to live."
Uesugi Shinoda placed an empty iron bucket at the foot of the small teapot, then took out the dagger and kept fiddling with it in his hand.
"Start!" Junjun Arai waved his hand.
Uesugi Shinoda sneered, stepped forward, and used a dagger to cut open the seam of the small teapot's toes, and blood immediately flowed down.
There was a "bang bang" ticking sound from the empty iron barrel.
Arai Junjun patted Koharu Tsuki on the shoulder: "Ji Tsui, I leave this to you, you can have a good talk."
The military police followed Junjun Arai out of the torture room. Gradually, Takaharu frowned when he looked at the bloody toes of the little teapot. Then he picked up a bench and placed it at the feet of the little teapot: "It will be more comfortable to stand on this."
The little teapot kicked the bench away: "Get out of here, get out! You traitor!"
Gradually, Koji stared at the bleeding toes of the little teapot and shook his head: "I really want to kill you now. Because I don't want to see you go through the pain I have experienced again, let alone see you go through all this.
Then he became like me again.”
"Toughhead, do you think everyone is like you?"
"This is hell on earth. Death here is the best outcome, so it is not terrible. The most terrifying thing is that you will become one of these ghosts. There is no way to meet such a group of demons walking in the sun.
, you can only choose to compromise."
"Bah! You traitor!"
"I admit that I am cowardly and incompetent. My weak body cannot withstand the unimaginable torture of the gendarmerie. Therefore, between life and death, I chose the former, which requires me to pay a price and require me to be like a dog.
But have you ever thought about it, am I willing to do this? I have been fighting for the cause of military unification for so many years, do I just want this result? Don’t I worry about my family back home? No!"
Gradually, Takaharu paused, seeing that the little teapot remained silent, and continued: "I know very well that the life of a traitor is difficult. After playing such a role for a while, I had the idea of death. But when I can easily
The moment I ended my life, I still hesitated. I could only compromise again and live like a ghost. Now, I can smell and hear death every day, every hour, every moment.
The God of Death howls, but I can't die. I can only suffer and suffer between life and death. Life is worse than death."
"Xiezi Xiaoji, if you still have any conscience, you can shoot me to death right now!"
"Impossible. I don't even have the courage to commit suicide. Do I still have the courage to kill people? I am a traitor who deserves death and an extremely incompetent lackey."
Hearing this weakling say such words, the little teapot laughed loudly: "Get out! Get away as far as possible."
Gradually, Takaharu reluctantly walked out of the torture room and saw Arai Junjun and other military police standing outside the door. He immediately reported: "Your Excellency, Commander..."
"If you don't have any good news, don't tell me."
After Junjun Arai finished speaking, he and the military police walked into the torture room.
"It's normal for you to behave like this at this moment. If you compromised before you were tortured, I would doubt your sincerity." Junjun Arai pointed at the large number of torture instruments in the torture room, turned his head and ordered Uesugi Shinoda.
: "Let him experience it. Don't feed him too much. Just have a taste. Make sure he can walk and talk. If he is injured or disabled, I only ask you."
Uesugi Shinoda nodded quickly: "Understood."
"Windmill, I can say without any boast that the instruments of torture in this room are the masterpieces of ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad. It can be said to be astonishing to those who watch it, and shocking to those who hear it. Give it a try and you will gain knowledge and experience."
After Arai Junjun finished speaking, he and Aotori Sanmo walked out of the torture room.
"Qingniao, what are the people in the condolences group busy with?"
"They are getting ready to leave Tokyo!."
Arai Junjun sneered: "Oh, I understand. Don't worry about the condolence group anymore. I have a new task for you..."
Bluebird Sanmo nodded, knowing that the Japanese's doubts about him were over.
Now, I can start a new job, which was earned with the blood of so many comrades...
...
As soon as Yusumoko walked out of the hotel door, she saw Aotori Sanmo waiting outside the door in a jeep.
"Get in the car!" Qingniao Sanmo waved his hand.
Yusuezi smiled and got in the car.
"Why didn't you come yesterday?"
"We went to arrest him. A senior radio operator from the military command also found a radio station password on his body. After a long period of torture and torture, using both hard and soft tactics, this guy said one sentence: My code name is Windmill.
.”
Bluebird Sanmo spoke in an understatement, but Yumozi seemed indifferent. Bluebird Sanmo continued: "People in the military command may not all be so tough-mouthed. I think this guy will have to fight all the enemies if he can't survive tonight."
Yumozi shook his head: "Tell me something else. I don't understand what you are saying."
Hearing Yumoko say this, Ao Niao Sanmo was a little confused. Could it be...
The car turned a corner and stopped at the small theater in the south of the city. Qingniao Sanmo watched Yumozi walk into the theater and shook his head.
Du Yuesheng hid in a corner, took out his pistol, and pointed it at Jade Bird San Mo. At this moment, a pedestrian walked past Jade Bird San Mo, and Du Yuesheng could only readjust his position.
When Du Yuesheng pointed his gun at Qade Bird San Mo again, Qade Bird San Mo had already driven away. Du Yuesheng put away his pistol and walked into the small theater.
Youmozi came to the dressing room and sat in front of the mirror, thinking about what Qingniao Sanmo had just said to him. Suddenly, a figure appeared in the mirror. Youmozi was startled, turned around and saw Du Yuesheng, and hurriedly got up and opened the door.
Insert the bolt.
"How did you come?"
"My subordinate Xiaochapot was captured."
"I know."
Du Yuesheng was confused: "How did you know?"
Yusuezi said: "I just heard what the gendarmerie said."
Du Yuesheng had already guessed who it was: "Is it the military policeman who has been monitoring you?"
Youmozi nodded. Du Yuesheng continued: "I almost beat him to death just now."
At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door. Yusuezi asked hurriedly: "Who is it?"
"It's me, Qingniao Sanmo."
Youmozi quickly hid Du Yuesheng behind a row of clothes racks, then walked to the door and pulled the door latch.
Qingniao Sanmo walked in, walked back and forth in the room, and then stood in front of the clothing rack.
Du Yuesheng, who was hiding behind his costume, slowly took out his pistol.
"I suddenly remembered that there is a book in President Matsuguchi's car. Is it yours?" Aotori Sanmo asked tentatively.
Aotori Sanmo remembered the scene when he put the folded windmill in the book. If Yusuko was one of his own, he would not be unwary of the "windmill" he put in it.
"Yes, it's my book." Yumozi agreed, also observing Qiao Sanmo's expression.
"Can you lend it to me?"
"I remember you never liked reading romance novels."
"It's boring to have nothing to do."
"The book is still in President Matsuguchi's car. There are still a few pages that I haven't finished reading. Can I give it to you after I finish reading it?"
"Oh well!"
Qingniao Sanmo noticed a slight movement behind the clothes hanger.
"Is there anything else?" Yumozi also noticed Ao Niao Sanmo's behavior and asked quickly.
"No, that's all. You're busy, I'll leave first."
The moment Qingniao Sanmo left, he glanced at the clothing rack again. Youmozi sent Qingniao Sanmo out of the door and quickly locked the door. Du Yuesheng walked out from behind the clothing rack and said softly: "This person,
I really want to shoot him."
Yumozi shook his head: "There are too many doubts about him, you can't make your own decision."
Yusuezi said while thinking: "What I don't understand is, how could he know the password for the connection between me and Fire Phoenix?"
Du Yuesheng was shocked when he heard the news.
Yusuezi continued: "He told me this secret code twice, but I didn't respond."
Du Yuesheng was also confused: "This is strange. Many people saw him beating to death your man named Huo Fenghuang."
"If you think about it, if he killed Fire Phoenix, then why did Fire Phoenix tell him the secret code of the joint?"
"this......"
"So, you can't take action against him yet. The top priority is to eliminate the traitor Takaharu Koji as soon as possible."
"You can't move now, Takaharu."
Yumozi was puzzled: "Why?"
Du Yuesheng's expression was gloomy: "Little Teapot also contacted your people and said that your contact information has changed..."
...
In the torture room, Masao Yoshisaka and two military policemen were watching everything in front of them.
Uesugi Shinoda wore boxing gloves and kept hitting the abdomen of the small teapot hanging on the torture device.
The little teapot no longer had the strength to scream or struggle, and hung there softly, like a bloody sack.
Yoshisaka Masao handed a cigarette to Uesugi Shinoda: "Captain, take a rest! Don't be tired."
Uesugi Shinoda took off his boxing gloves and threw them on the little teapot's face: "You have the guts."
The little teapot glared angrily: "You can use whatever tricks you have, I don't care."
Uesugi Shinoda sneered helplessly: "Okay, I can still talk. I'll go out and take a breather."
Shinoda Uesugi walked out of the torture chamber waving his arms.
Masao Yoshisaka walked forward, looked at the small teapot and smiled strangely: "Start the next program?"
The little teapot looked at Masao Yoshisaka nonchalantly.
The two military policemen behind Masao Yoshisaka stared at the small teapot and suddenly sneered!