My spy diary

Chapter 12 Cobra

"This is all fucking nonsense."

In the office, Yang Wenxuan went to the deputy section chief's office, and Liu Kui started to complain.

"I was about to get the credit, but who knew Yang Guanghui would suddenly become violent. If his target hadn't been Liu Dazhuang and the portrait artist, my brother, I might have burped my butt."

Liu Kui was a little scared when he thought about it at this time.

"It's better if you react quickly and knock him over with one kick, otherwise" Zhang Yi pretended to compliment.

"That's right. After all, we are the leading soldiers of the reconnaissance company. We have never seen anything like this." Liu Kui couldn't help but feel proud when he heard the compliment.

Then he asked, "Where were you at that time?"

Zhang Yi's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't miss any flaws and said with an embarrassed smile:
"You know I'm a timid person. I was really confused at the time, and I hid in the house when I reacted."

"Oh", Liu Kui nodded, took out a cigarette and lit it, not knowing what he was thinking.

Isn't this guy suspecting something?

He felt something bad when he saw Yang Guanghui pick up the portrait, but in order not to make himself stand out, he stayed there for a few seconds before running away, so no one would notice him.

Thinking in his mind, Zhang Yi sighed deliberately and asked:
"Old Liu, it's not easy to live in Jinling. I wonder if there is any way to make a fortune?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Kui became interested, smiled mysteriously, and said:
"Have you ever heard of antiques in prosperous times and gold in troubled times? Hehe, although it is not a prosperous age now, Jinling City is full of high-ranking officials and wealthy businessmen, and antique shops have always been prosperous. Brother, I will stop by when I come back.
A friend gave me a few pieces of jade, and I had a lot of money for a few days after the sale. However, the money was really not worth spending, so I had to find a new way. "

As he spoke, Liu Kui lowered his voice, pointed to the sky, and said, "I heard that his favorite is antique calligraphy and painting."

Zhang Yigang was about to ask who Liu Kui was talking about when he heard a sudden noise in the yard, followed by the sound of messy footsteps.

Liu Kui and Zhang Yi looked at each other and quickly left the office.

Liu Kui, with quick eyes and quick hands, grabbed a running agent and asked:
"Brother, what happened?"

The man said: "The Red Party has begun to break out separately. One group is calling for support over there."

After saying that, he ran away again.

"Fuck," Liu Kui scolded, "Originally, our four groups were tasked with searching for the Red Party, but now it's better that we let them take advantage in vain."

"Okay, stop complaining." Yang Wenxuan walked over with a gloomy face and said:
"Come to the interrogation room with me immediately. Yang Guanghui has agreed to cooperate."

Zhang Yi trembled when he heard this. Yang Guanghui had already withstood the torture, why would he agree to cooperate?
What method did Wang Xinnian of the Intelligence Section use? How long has it been?

At the door of the interrogation room, Wang Xinnian was standing alone smoking, with a proud look on his face.

"Team Leader Wang, Yang Guanghui really agreed to cooperate? Isn't it a fake surrender?"

Wang Xinyin rolled his eyes and smiled sarcastically.
"People who are dying will always be greedy for life, that's just human nature. Compared with the physical torture that Team Leader Yang inflicted on him, what I gave him was spiritual enjoyment!
Since he has gained spiritual pleasure, he will naturally be relieved psychologically. Why, Captain Yang can't trust my methods? "

Yang Wenxuan was not interested in Wang Xinxin's nagging words and asked, "I want to see him."

"It's up to you." Wang Xinyin flicked the ashes from his cigarette, his face expressionless.

When they arrived at the interrogation room, Zhang Yi and the others smelled a strange fragrance permeating the claustrophobic interrogation room.

"Afurong", Yang Wenxuan muttered and stepped forward.

Yang Guanghui was seen leaning on the interrogation chair at this moment, holding the big smoking gun with slightly trembling fingers, slowly bringing it to his mouth, and taking a puff.

He closed his eyes, as if savoring the brief paralysis and relaxation, a trace of intoxication appeared on his face, and his body was completely relaxed.

The smoke of the big smoke was like puffing up clouds in a fairyland, and Yang Guanghui was mesmerized.

Yang Wenxuan finally understood what Wang Xinnian meant by spiritual enjoyment, and asked with a sneer:

"When can the interrogation begin?"

Wang Xinnian said lazily:
"Don't worry, this is just the beginning. When he gets addicted, whatever I say will be whatever he says." Yang Wenxuan frowned, "Team Leader Wang, you're afraid you don't know. The Red Party members in group 1 have already broken through. Where are you now?" There were gunshots everywhere and the day lilies were cold by the time he was hooked.”

Wang New Year was slightly stunned. He really didn't know this news.

He frowned, signaled to the agents on the side, and one of them took away the pipe in Yang Guanghui's hand.

Wang Xinyin said: "Go on, my patience is limited. If you say what you should say, I will naturally fulfill my promise."

The tortured Yang Guanghui moved his lips, and then opened his eyes with difficulty. His dilated pupils slowly became shiny. His eyes passed over Wang Xinnian's face, scanning everyone present, and then He smiled lonely and said hoarsely: "Okay."

As soon as these words came out, several people present were excited.

Zhang Yi could only pretend to be happy, but he was already cursing in his heart. He was a weakling and a weakling. He clearly resisted the torture, but was knocked down by a piece of opium.

Wang New Year quickly gestured backwards, asking the agent next to him to turn on the monitoring equipment in the interrogation room. He then stepped forward and asked kindly, "Would you like some water?"

Yang Guanghui shook his head and said, "My code name is Sharp Sword."

"What else? Where is your point of contact? Who is your upline? What is his name? Where does he live?"

"The contact point is Film Bookstore."

Wang Xinnian was slightly disappointed when he heard this and continued to ask:
"So you and Cheng Youjia are on the same line? He developed you?"

Yang Guanghui shook his head, "I don't know his identity."

"Oh, where is your upline? Who is your contact person?"

"." Yang Guanghui wriggled his mouth, but suddenly closed his eyes.

Looking at this posture, before Wang Xinnian could speak, Yang Wenxuan had already stepped forward and grabbed his throat and said:

"I have been talking for a long time, but there is no valuable information at all. Are you treating us like three-year-old children? Don't be shameless."

"Okay, Team Leader Yang, you're too irritable." Pulling Yang Wenxuan away, Wang Xinnian continued to follow his lead.

"Tell me, your upline, contact person."

"I usually only contact the traffic officer. His name is Feng Xiaoke, and he has been beaten to death, but"

"But what?" Wang New Year asked eagerly.

"But I heard from my superiors that there is also one of our senior agents in our Secret Service."

"Isn't that the fisherman Cheng Youjia? He was also a senior agent, but now he is just a dead fish, trying to make a fuss." Liu Kui sneered.

"No, this person's code name is Cobra." A trace of mystery appeared on Yang Guanghui's face.

"Cobra?" Wang Xinnian squinted his eyes, eyes flashing, and finally dug out a big fish.

"What do you know about cobras?"

At this moment, Yang Guanghui glanced at Yang Wenxuan and others, pretending to do anything.

Wang New Year looked back at Yang Wenxu and said, "Team Leader Yang, take your people out first."

How could Yang Wenxuan be willing? He didn't want Wang Xinyin to have such explosive information.

"Huh, I'm interrogating now. This is a matter for our Intelligence Department. Team Leader Yang, do you want me to call your section chief?" Wang Xinyin sneered.

"Okay, I'll wait outside." Yang Wenxuan glanced at Yang Guanghui, frowned and walked out.

"You all get out."

Wang New Year drove everyone else out, and the interrogation room fell into darkness again.

(End of this chapter)