Spy War: I am the Living King of Hell

Chapter 99 Opening your mouth

Seeing the note that fell out, Yang Xuewu felt a little excited. He had a strong hunch that this note was written when he heard the sound of writing.

He picked up the note and opened it, and two questions came into his eyes.

"Why didn't you deliver the goods on time? Did something happen?"

Looking at these two sentences, Yang Xuewu fell into thinking. He felt that this note should be written by Mr. Lu to Zhang Wei.

The "goods" in the note, Yang Xuewu thought, should be the photos he found from Zhang Wei's secret room.

Of course, this is just his guess, and it is unknown whether it is him.

Then the three of them searched the room inside and out, but found nothing useful.

"Let's go back home."

Since they couldn't find anything valuable, there was no need for them to waste time here. It would be better to go back early and let Mr. Lu speak than to search aimlessly here.

……

An hour later, Yang Xuewu and the other three returned to the office. Once inside, Yang Xuewu took the two of them straight to the interrogation department.

"Team leader, you're back." Seeing Yang Xuewu's return, Jiang Feng, who was walking back and forth at the door of the interrogation room, hurriedly stepped forward to talk.

"Well, how are you?" Yang Xuewu asked.

"Okay, he's awake now. He's been yelling since he woke up. We're following your orders and haven't interrogated him yet."

"Go in, we can interrogate now."

Several people entered the interrogation room, and Mr. Lu was still shouting: "Who are you? Why do you want to arrest me?"

Yang Xuewu approached Mr. Lu, took out the note he got from the book from his pocket and waved it in front of Mr. Lu.

"Is this your note?" Yang Xuewu asked.

Mr. Lu's eyes shrank when he heard this, and he was a little frightened when he saw the note, but he quickly adjusted and said, "It's mine. Is there any problem with this?"

"Who are you writing this note to?" Yang Xuewu stared at Mr. Lu without blinking.

Upon hearing this question, Mr. Lu spoke quickly without thinking.

"I wrote this note to my supplier. I set up a stall in the market. My supplier has not delivered goods to me on time in the past two days. I want to ask him if something happened."

This explanation is very clever, and Mr. Lu also speaks fluently, but through Yang Xuewu's clairvoyant observation, he feels that this reason should be Mr. Lu's explanation in advance, because Mr. Lu speaks too fluently. There is no problem with being fluent, but too fluently. That raises suspicion.

"Since you are dishonest, don't blame me for trying to trick you." After saying this, Yang Xuewu nuzzled Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng understood instantly and immediately ordered the interrogators of the Torture Section to carry out the execution. Soon, Mr. Lu's wails could be heard in the room.

"Ah, who are you? Why do you want to arrest me?" Mr. Lu shouted loudly.

But no one paid attention to him, there was only the sound of the whip hitting him.

After a round of whipping, Yang Xuewu walked up to Mr. Lu and said, "Don't you want to know who we are? I'll tell you right now, we are from the White Party's Secret Service. I think you should know why we arrested you, right?" .”

Mr. Lu's face turned ugly when he heard this, but he still spoke harshly.

"I don't understand why you arrested me, I'm just an ordinary person." Mr. Lu looked aggrieved, as if he was saying that Yang Xuewu and the others had arrested the wrong person.

"You're still dishonest, go ahead."

After Yang Xuewu finished speaking, Mr. Lu's screams resounded in the interrogation room. After another round of whipping, Mr. Lu's body had been beaten black and blue, scarred and bleeding.

"Have you thought clearly? If you say it now, you will suffer less physical pain, but if you don't cooperate, then what falls on you will not be a whip." Yang Xuewu said fiercely.

After hearing this, Mr. Lu still kept complaining, saying that he was just an ordinary person and so on.

"Very good, I hope you can still say this later. I hope you can stick to it, that will be much more interesting."

After speaking, Yang Xuewu smiled, came to the brazier, and picked up the soldering iron that had been burning red.

Mr. Lu was very scared when he saw Yang Xuewu picking up the soldering iron, but he still just begged for mercy and did not open his mouth to explain.

After walking to Mr. Lu, Yang Xuewu directly pressed the soldering iron on Mr. Lu's chest without giving him a chance to speak.

"Ah!!!" Mr. Lu howled loudly.

The smell of burnt meat permeated the entire torture room, and Mr. Lu couldn't help but fainted.

"Splash him awake." Yang Xuewu said.

"Yes."

After Yang Xuewu finished speaking, one of the interrogators scooped a spoonful of water from the barrel and poured it on Mr. Lu's face.

Mr. Lu was immediately awakened by the cold water. After waking up, Mr. Lu's whole body began to tremble. He was now suffering from great pain.

"Are you willing to talk now? I can also tell you the news that your companion Zhang Wei has been arrested by us. He is much smarter than you, and he confessed without receiving any punishment."

Hearing this, Mr. Lu opened his mouth to say something, but he still didn't speak and just kept shouting injustice.

Seeing that Mr. Lu was so capable, Yang Xuewu couldn't help but feel a little happy, and asked people to prepare to "open the breasts on the back".

What disappointed Yang Xuewu was that Mr. Lu only received two "open breasts" from glass jars, and then he begged for mercy and expressed his willingness to give an explanation and asked the executioner to stop.

In fact, after hearing that Zhang Wei was arrested, Mr. Lu's psychological defense collapsed. The intense pain prevented him from concentrating on thinking and judging whether what Yang Xuewu said was true or false.

But Mr. Lu understood that since Zhang Wei was exposed, there was a reasonable explanation for his arrest. He was in too much pain. Although he told himself to hold on, the physical pain made it impossible for him to persist, and in the end he just Be able to speak up and explain.

"Stop, treat his wound."

Although Yang Xuewu was a little disappointed with Mr. Lu because he had not experienced "back breast opening", Yang Xuewu was still very happy that Mr. Lu was willing to explain.

Soon a military doctor came in and treated Mr. Lu's wounds to ensure that Mr. Lu would not die during the subsequent interrogation.

"Tell me your real name, code name, and your mission in Jinling." After the military doctor left, Yang Xuewu formally began to ask.

"My name is Yoshino Ichiro, and I belong to the Imperial Japanese High School. I don't have a code name. My task is to act as Uemura Yusei's liaison in Aurous Hill."

"Uemura Yusei is the Zhang Wei you captured. My task is to contact him."

"Why did you contact Yumamura?" Yang Xuewu asked.

Hearing these words, Yoshino Ichiro raised his head and looked at Yang Xuewu. Only then did he realize that Yang Xuewu had lied to him just now. Otherwise, why would Yang Xuewu ask this question.

"You lied to me?" Yoshino Ichiro asked.

"What's wrong with lying to you? Answer the question quickly, otherwise I would be willing to give you the punishment just now." Yang Xuewu threatened.

Yoshino Ichiro struggled in his heart, but he understood that if he didn't answer now, the devil in front of him would definitely continue to torture him. Thinking of the pain he had just suffered, Yoshino Ichiro couldn't help but shudder. He really didn't want to rebel, but The punishment was so painful.

(End of this chapter)