My spy diary

Chapter 77 Rat (please recommend and vote monthly)
A few minutes later, a man wearing a lieutenant colonel's military uniform appeared in the one-way reflective glass. He was about 1.7 meters tall and wore a pair of flat glasses. He looked a bit elegant and had two dimples when he smiled.

Behind him were two bare-chested strong men, one tall, one short, one fat, one thin. Both of them were serious and had indifferent expressions on their faces.

It looks a bit like Zhang Long and Zhao Hu.

Liao Wanjin waved his hand and asked the two pre-inspectors to go out. Without even looking at Wu Chunhe, he nodded to the two strong men and went to make tea by himself.

While he was drinking tea, Wu Chunhe was put on a dirty and mottled long chair. There was a wooden stick on the chair to fix the prisoner.

The chair is placed upright, and the prisoner's hands and upper limbs are tied and fixed to wooden sticks, followed by his thighs and ankles.

This is the tiger bench.

After Wu Chunhe was fixed, the two strong men looked at each other, took a few bricks from the corner, and stacked three bricks together to cushion Wu Chunhe's ankles.

Seeing Wu Chunhe's disdainful look, the two of them smiled sinisterly and continued to add bricks.

The purpose of the Tiger Bench is to keep the knees tense and unable to move. As more bricks are added, pain and numbness will gradually occur, and may even cause the knee bones to break on the spot.

When the number of bricks reached five, Wu Chunhe, who had looked disdainful just now, finally gritted his teeth and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"continue."

Liao Wanjin's cold voice came from the side.

The torturer nodded and added two more bricks.

At this time, Wu Chunhe couldn't bear it any longer. He grinned, his face twisted, and his head was dripping with cold sweat.

The next moment, there was only a "bang" sound, and the belt binding his thighs broke.

The two strong men were just about to change the ropes to tie them up when they heard Liao Wanjin say:

"Okay, take off his clothes and replace them with a leather whip."

Wow, a basin of cold water was poured on it. The two strong men didn't give Wu Chunhe a chance to breathe. They opened their bows from left to right. As Wu Chunhe's uncontrollable roar sounded, the whips in their hands danced faster.

"Snapped"

"Snapped"

After half an hour, Wu Chunhe's body was covered with whip marks, and the places repeated many times were now bloody and bloody.

It was only then that Liao Wanjin walked up to Wu Chunhe and mocked:
"I thought you would be silent, but it turns out that you Japanese can also bark."

"This is just an appetizer. Next, there will be bamboo sticks, soldering irons, electric torture, and water torture. I hope you can hold on."

Wu Chunhe tried his best to open his heavy eyelids, smiled ferociously, gritted his teeth and said:
"I am a senior agent of the Japanese Empire. I am not even afraid of death, but I am still afraid of being tortured by you guys? If you have any tricks, feel free to do so."

Liao Wanjin smiled noncommittally. He pinched the other person's chin in disgust, glanced at his teeth, and played with the taste:
"Your teeth are uneven. You must have suffered a lot when you were young."

"You are quite tall, and you stand out among the Japanese. Although you speak with a southern accent, it is not pure. I guess you grew up in the north."

"You have deep dark circles under your eyes and your index finger is yellow. It means you are a heavy smoker. You should stay up late often. Maybe you also drink alcohol or take sleeping pills."

"Isn't it hard to live a lurking life? Fear and greed are intertwined, and you are worried every day.
Haha, look why I am talking about this. What I am curious about is how a handsome man like Mr. Wu solves his physical problems? brothel? "

As he spoke, he glanced contemptuously at Wu Chunhe's crotch, and then said to his subordinate:

"Go get my secret weapon."

"Yes."

The tall, strong man nodded and smiled strangely at Wu Chunhe.

Wu Chunhe didn't know why, his eyes wandered slightly, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he closed his eyes directly, acting like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water.

A few minutes later, a tall, strong man walked in carrying a cage covered with rags.

Behind the glass mirror, Zhang Yi and Yang Wenxuan looked at each other, wondering what it was.

"Snake?" Yang Wenxuan asked doubtfully. Using venomous snakes to intimidate is also a method, but can the prisoner be saved if he is bitten by a venomous snake?

Under the curious gazes of Zhang Yi and the others, they saw the strong man lifting the rag, and there were seven or eight fat rats in the cage. They seemed to have been hungry for a long time, scurrying up and down, squeaking and hissing. Not to mention whether you will get sick if you are bitten by a mouse, it looks a bit disgusting.

There is a kind of punishment that involves stuffing a rat that has been hungry for several days into the crotch. Just thinking about it makes one’s scalp numb.

When Wu Chunhe heard the cry of the mouse, he couldn't help but open his eyes, and his eyelids couldn't stop beating wildly.

Liao Wanjin observed his micro-movements and body language meticulously. At this moment, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he nodded to his two men.

They did not pick off Wu Chunhe's sinus pants. One of them put on rubber gloves and picked out the mouse, and the other took out nails and hammers.

"Ding Ding Ding"

After a few hammer blows, a mouse was nailed to the wall. It screamed miserably, and blood and guts soon flowed out.
Seeing Liao Wanjin turn his attention to Wu Chunhe's crotch, Yang Wenxuan couldn't help but said: "This old Liao is a bit perverted."

Zhang Yi understands what Yang Wenxuan means. This is a criminal law specially used by the Secret Service to deal with male prisoners. Once this punishment is carried out, the most sensitive parts of the male prisoner's liver and gallbladder will be split. The serious consequence is that he will permanently lose his reproductive function.
"How about it? If I don't recruit you, you will end up like a mouse, or worse."

Wu Chunhe trembled all over, moved his red, swollen and dry lips, gaped and choked for a long time, but finally gave up speaking, gritted his teeth and shook his head.

"Haha, Mr. Wu, or as you call him in Japan, Wu Sang, to be honest, I admire you a little. You are indeed a senior Japanese agent, a strong man!" Liao Wanjin looked admiring, and suddenly the conversation changed. :
"However, there is a saying in China that it is better to die than live. Do you think it would be interesting for a man to live without this thing?"

As he spoke, he sighed regretfully, and then nodded to his two men.

The two men smiled maliciously, walked up to Wu Chunhe, and took off his sinus pants. One of them sneered, and the other concentrated on picking up the nails.
At the moment when the hammer fell, Wu Chunhe finally trembled all over and shouted anxiously: "I will cooperate with you."

A few minutes later, after bidding farewell to Liao Wanjin and "Zhang Long Zhao Hu," Zhang Yi and Yang Wenxuan sat in the interrogation room.

At this moment, Wu Chunhe had long lost his previous arrogance and ferocity, and his pale face was gloomy. After getting a cigarette, he lowered his head and puffed away silently.

Zhang Yixin said that the Japanese are cheap and have such a bad national character. They are like naughty children. If you ignore them, they will take the initiative to spit at you. If you ignore them, they will get more and more angry. In the end, they will have to deal with it severely. Only then will I be respectful and honest to you.

"Name?"

"Wu Chunhe"

"I'm asking for your real name." Yang Wenxuan patted the table.

"Araki Yui." Wu Changchun's voice was as dry and hoarse as fire.

"Affiliated department, code name."

"Intelligence Section 1 of the Japanese Military Police Headquarters in Hongkou, codenamed Cobra."

"Cobra? You are affiliated with the Hongkou Military Police Headquarters. How did you get involved with Noguchi Fujio from the Special Higher Education Course?"

The intelligence agency of the Military Police Headquarters should belong to the Military Department, and the full name of the Special High School Division is the Special Higher Police Division, which is affiliated with the Police Security Bureau of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

It was mainly an organization used to deal with domestic incidents. Later, the functions of the Special High School Section gradually changed, and the Special High School Section was established in the police stations of Japanese consulates in various places.

Therefore, there is no affiliation between the two, but cooperation and competition.

"I knew Noguchi in my early years in Manchuria and received his guidance. Chief Sato of the Military Police Headquarters has a good relationship with Madoka Doi, and Noguchi was invited by him this time."

As Araki explained, the trajectory of himself and Noguchi Fujio gradually became clear.

……

Disrupting the chronological order, repeating questions that have already been asked, and skipping questions at the beginning and end, Zhang Yi used all the methods commonly used by the Secret Service during interrogations.

Although there were emotional ups and downs, overall the interrogation went smoothly.

But according to Araki's explanation, Japan's Shanghai side already knows the fact of Noguchi's arrest. Will the people he arranged before go to Jinling?

Is there any place in between that can be exploited?

Zhang Yi thought silently and continued: "You did destroy the radio station and the code book, but the 'Kangxi Dictionary' bookstore used as the code book can be purchased. Since Mr. Araki is willing to make meritorious deeds, can you do us a favor?"

When Yui Araki heard this, he trembled all over, and a cold sweat broke out on his back, and then he speculated on the deeper meaning of this message.

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(End of this chapter)