In the winter, a basin of icy cold water was poured down the head of the pocket. Xu Ruifeng let the water pour in and it made him sober. At this moment, he could pour two kilograms of white wine without getting drunk. His whole body was cold from the inside to the outside.
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Whoop, whoop, whoop.
The icy cold water stirred up all the heat in his body. When Xu Ruifeng sat on the chair and took deep breaths, every inch of his skin was steaming.
He slowly raised his head amidst the pain and cold. After his hair was wetted by the water, it naturally fell in front of his eyes and dripped water drops.
Lao Xu had never been on the electric chair, and he didn't know that pouring this basin of water on himself was preparing for electrocution. It is said that the original electrocution did not require pouring this basin of water, but in order for the victim to persist in electrocution for a long time, it was necessary.
Maximize the conductive effect so that the body can receive electricity evenly. In fact, this is all nonsense. This thing is all alternating current. In order to kill his competitors, Edison, the great foreign inventor, specifically bribed the government to use alternating current in the electrocution chair.
To make people hate this thing. Just like our domestic cigarette factories, in order to compete with foreign cigarettes, they bribe the government to smoke a foreign cigarette before death row prisoners.
The problem is, regardless of whether it is DC or AC, it is electricity. What will happen if you hit it on your body?
Xu Ruifeng's lips turned purple due to the cold, but he knew in his heart that he must not accept it at this time. Once the little Japanese knows what you are afraid of, he will kill you.
He said tremblingly: "Hurry, I'm itching."
"Okay, you wait."
"power ups!"
Miyamoto Mingtetsu hated him. With an order, the Japanese soldier pulled the power switch on the wall next to him. At that second, the lights in the entire dungeon flickered on and off. Xu Ruifeng, who was tied to the electric chair, heard a "Bah!"
After making a sound, his whole body jerked up as if being pricked by needles. Within a few seconds, he began to lose control of his bowels and urine, and yellow liquid began to leak out from his trouser legs.
"stop."
Embarrassed?
Extremely embarrassed.
When the current stopped, Xu Ruifeng's mouth was crooked and his eyes were squinting. If it weren't for the straps, he could have slipped out of the electrocution chair.
But at this time, Lao Xu felt extremely bright!
He felt that his retribution had come. It was precisely because retribution had come that his heart became enlightened!
After Tianwang Mountain was annihilated, Xu Ruifeng, whose hands were stained with blood, became a killer who killed people without blinking an eye. In order to take revenge, he took orders from everywhere to practice his assassination skills. This directly led to the frequent appearances of innocent souls asking for their lives in his dreams. Perhaps Lao Xu did not believe in evil.
But since Wen Wan became pregnant, he has not dared to stay away for a moment, for fear that this retribution would come true on his wife and children.
Now that he's fine, retribution has come for him, so Wen Wan and the unborn child should be fine, right?
They should be able to leave the Northeast safely and live a normal life, right?
"Director, he went into shock."
"Wake up."
"Section Chief, if you want to continue the interrogation, I suggest you stop splashing. Xu Ruifeng was originally brought back from the hospital by us. After these punishments, if there is no rest time, his body will definitely not be able to bear it. In a weak state,
The electric chair is likely to cause sudden death... Of course, if you feel that this person is not important, you can ignore everything I say."
"I'll let you splash it to wake him up!"
"Hi!"
After bowing, the Japanese soldier immediately picked up a bucket of water. Just as he was about to pour it on Xu Ruifeng, there were footsteps outside.
"Professor!"
An agent from the Special High School appeared at the door of the torture room.
"What's the matter?" Miyamoto Akitsu asked angrily.
"Major Miki is here."
Miki?
This is a figure that cannot be ignored in Northern Manchuria.
Miyamoto Mingzhe quickly turned around, picked up his clothes, turned around and walked out, never looking at Xu Ruifeng again.
…
In a restaurant in the Japanese Overseas Chinese District, Miki and Miyamoto Akitetsu were sitting in a private room, enjoying a table full of delicious food. Beside them, two women in kimonos were pouring wine for them. To their ears, the string master was playing Japanese music.
The music has a light style.
This should have been a very comfortable occasion to calm one's mind. Even if he drank too much and said some embarrassing words with a blushing face, it wouldn't be too much. However, Miyamoto Ai Tetsu was incompatible with this environment.
"Miyamoto, what's wrong with you? Your face is so ugly. Did I come at the wrong time and disturb your work?"
Miyamoto knelt on the cushion and quickly explained: "Senior, it's not your fault."
Miki nodded: "That's good. I thought Miyamoto-kun didn't want to make me a friend." He took a step back to make progress.
In Japan, calling you king is an honorific. Miki is Mikimoto's senior student, so there is no need for this. On the contrary, Miki and Miki must use honorifics to show politeness.
"Senior, please don't think so. I'm just troubled by work." Miyamoto Akitsu deliberately smiled and said, "I'm sorry, senior. I apologize for my rudeness just now."
The thing that Miyamoto Akitetsu lacks the most now is his background, which is why he, a disciple of Doihara, was assigned to the small town of Beiman. So why not find a big tree quickly?
In fact, the Japanese army in the Northeast is not monolithic. From the earliest disagreement between Muto Nobuyoshi and Okamura Neji, to Muto's suicide, Okamura took the opportunity to drive all members of the Muto faction to less important positions. Starting from this, this high-speed operation
There have been problems with the war machine in the war machine. Until now, Okamura Neiji, who is closely eyeing the position of the Kwantung Army commander, has not got what he wants most. He thought that after Honjo Shige and Muto Nobuyoshi, the Kwantung Army commander's position should be
It was his turn. Unexpectedly, a newcomer, Kenkichi Ueda, was sent from above...
He was also given the position of commander of the 2nd Division and ordered to lead the headquarters to be stationed in the Northeast. Isn't it obvious what this means?
This is equivalent to telling Okamura Neji not to act rashly. You can only ask for many things if they give them to you. If they don't give them to you, you can't take them. In this way, the entire people under Okamura Neji's command have been suppressed, let alone
You are a disciple of Doihara. Your master is not even qualified to speak, so what are you doing?
When the top was powerless, the little shrimp below had no choice but to fend for themselves. Miki, who was in charge of the lifeblood of the Kwantung Army, naturally became the target of his fawning. Isn't there also a layer of relationship between seniors and juniors that is vaguely involved in this?
"What happened?"
Under Miki's questioning, Miyamoto Akitsu told the execution and entire process of the 'Supreme Plan', especially that the entire underground organization in northern Manchuria had been almost completely wiped out, and the higher-ups actually wanted to be attacked by the enemy.
When the dead captain attacked him, his face was extremely ugly.
"Senior, this is a war. Is it the responsibility of the Special High School to die in the war? The people in the headquarters couldn't see that after the captain of the regiment died in the battle, I led the entire regiment to continue to encircle and suppress the Blue Clothes Club.
In fact, you can’t even see the result of me capturing Bei Man sitting ground artillery. On the contrary, I was blamed for the return of the Yamazaki Regiment to defend, and I was asked to wait for the results..."
Sigh.
Miyamoto Akitetsu picked up his wine glass and drank a full glass of sake, expressing his unhappiness with Miki to his heart's content. Miki's face changed color, and he was thinking secretly.
According to Miyamoto Akitetsu, it is unlikely that there is a Blue Clothes Club in Beiman City. In other words, the only people who could enter his office and touch the "Military Transport Timetable" are the Red Party members!
"Are you saying that Xu Ruifeng is the only contact person left in the Red Party in Northern Manchuria? His relationship with the Red Party is still that he spent money to buy a wife who is a Red Party member?"
"Not really."
Miyamoto Aketetsu said: "In the dungeon of the military police, there is still a red party member named Xiu Niang, and there should be a tailor, but this man couldn't bear the torture and was beaten to death by my men. For now,
, the only clues implicating the Red Party in Beiman City are the two of them."
"Hey, Senior Miki, why are you asking this? Is it possible that you want to find the red party? If you really encounter any trouble, you must tell me. This is also within the scope of my authority."
Miki waved his hands repeatedly: "Isn't this just to help you solve your problems?"
In reality?
Miki didn't even dare to report that someone had tampered with his "military train transportation timetable". This was related to his own future. He, the director of the Railway Department, had an unfair reputation. In addition, Li
Shaoyang's matter... Li Shaoyang's matter is a special matter. It's a matter of helping but not understanding. This is his own job!
Can he easily let Miyamoto Aketetsu know?
"There have been thieves in the train station recently, and thefts have occurred in several businessmen's carriages. Miyamoto-kun, when is it convenient for you to say hello to your subordinates and let me ask about related matters?"
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"Of course, but why would Miki-senpai intervene in this kind of thing? Can't you just ask me for you? The environment in the dungeon is very bad..."
"Miyamoto-kun, there is an old Chinese saying that family scandals should not be made public. I don't want too many people to know about this matter. Can you understand me?"