The weather in Shancheng was still cold in April and May, and the military command interrogation room located underground was naturally not pleasant. The scars and low temperature made Miyagi Toshiji lose consciousness several times, but he immediately woke up under the stimulation of the soldering iron.

When the wet quilt was covered, Miyagi Toyotsuki's face quickly turned pale, his body couldn't help but tremble, and his teeth collided and made a giggle.

Guqi returned to the interrogation seat and sat down, handed Zuo Chong a cigarette: "Second seat, wait a little longer. This guy's mouth is very hard, I guess it will take another two or three days."

Zuo Chong nodded in agreement. The suspect this time was indeed very tough, and it would not be so easy to obtain a confession, but he wanted to try a new method, but to be precise, it was not a new method. The Japanese had already done this in the Northeast.

A few years ago, the Military Commission and the Central Government jointly launched a raid on the Yinhe Base in the suburbs of Harbin City. The raid they successfully destroyed the Japanese biological and chemical weapons base, but the good times did not last long. The Kwantung Army quickly re-selected a new site and built a new base, and its defense was tighter.

In order to prevent the destruction of the Fructus and the underground party, the Japanese set up their base in the urban area of ​​Harbin, attempting to use the lives of hundreds of thousands of people in the Republic of China as a shield to continue to engage in inhumane bacterial weapons research.

Regarding this new base, Hasegawa Ryosuke, Lin Fuichiro, Fu Ling, and Xiao Qingmin, who is lurking in the Koryo Restoration Organization, have sent relevant information.

Intelligence shows that the new base is large in size, perhaps in order to retaliate against the last operation of the government, and the Japanese experiments conducted in it became increasingly cruel.

Needless to say, "regular" experiments such as live dissection, poison gas, and bacterial weapons, the ambitious Japanese expose prisoners in the base to an extremely cold environment for frostbite experiments based on possible combat needs in high-altitude areas in the future to conduct frostbite experiments, and study the human body's response to extreme temperatures.

It is said that the Japanese researchers involved in the experiment were very satisfied with the experimental results and also said that the pain caused by this experiment is incomparable to any torture.

Zuo Chong saw specific experimental data in his previous life, which cannot be described as cruel (you are interested in reading "The Black Tai Yang".

Don’t the Japanese like to conduct experiments? Then he let the Japanese intelligence personnel know what it means to suffer from one’s own consequences.

Zuo Chong put out half of the cigarette, swept his eyes over the suspect, and said coldly to the spy: "Notify Dr. Ling and ask him to bring liquid nitrogen here. Let's help this gentleman cool down today."

The mountain city is not as cold as the Northeast, and its natural temperature does not meet the standards of freezing experiments, but the Military Commission can achieve the same effect with the help of science.

Liquid nitrogen is not an incredible technology. It can be produced on a large scale in the early 20th century, and Renxin Hospital has a lot of inventory.

After arranging the surprises for the Japanese spy, Zuo Chong and Guqi discussed the interrogation plan in a low voice. It doesn’t matter whether they can get a confession. Anyway, they still have a living mouth, and the important thing is to expel bad anger.

Besides, when Ling Sanping received a call from the headquarters, he immediately set off with liquid nitrogen and his assistant excitedly, without delaying for a minute.

In the interrogation room, Japanese spies plus liquid nitrogen, they thought they knew what Zuo was doing with their heels. Not only him, but also their assistants were extremely excited.

What the Japanese do in the Northeast is not a secret. Anyone in the Republic of China will be angry about this. Now the Military Control Commission is too furious and eye-for-eye, how can they not be excited?

An hour later, Ling Sanping, who was wearing wind at his feet, appeared in the interrogation room. Looking at the dying Japanese spy on the interrogation chair, he frowned and muttered.

"For such a serious injury, a lot of injury medicine will be wasted. Lao Gu, can you pay a little attention in the future?"

This seems to be talking about Guqi, but in fact he is talking about Zuo Chong. However, who is Zuo Chong? How could he care about such unpainful complaints? He picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea calmly and pretended not to hear it.

Gu Qi did not dare to offend the Military Commission "Hua Tuo", so he quickly stood up and repeated the interrogation plan that had just been arranged on the left. During this period, he kept smiling. It would be impossible not to accompany him. In this world, he could offend anyone, but he could not offend the doctor.

"The deputy seat means to start with the fingers. If the fingers are gone, change the toes. If the toes are gone, there will be arms. What do Dr. Ling thinks?"

After hearing this, Ling Sanping nodded and waved to his assistant. The assistant wearing rubber gloves immediately turned around and carefully opened the steel liquid nitrogen transport tank he brought.

Although Toyoji Miyagi did not hear the conversation between Zuo Chong, Guqi and Ling Sanping clearly, he felt an unknown premonition in his heart when he saw the newcomer wearing a white coat and seeing this strange-looking jar.

"What are you going to do?"

"I am a civilian in the Great Japanese Empire, and I ask for protection from the Geneva Convention!"

"Let me go! Let me go!"

Thinking of the experimental report of the Kanto Army Water Supply Force in the Archives of the Cabinet Intelligence Bureau, Toyoji Miyagi finally admitted that he was a Japanese. He struggled and shouted with all his might, but all this was doing useless work.

Faced with his shouting, Zuo Chong simply replied: "Sorry, as far as I know, although your country participated in the Geneva Convention negotiations on the treatment of prisoners of war in 1929, it was not officially ratified, and the intelligence personnel were not protected by the Geneva Convention."

"No! The government must implement the convention if it signs the convention. Regardless of whether the Japanese Empire ratifies it or not, I am not a soldier. You cannot torture me. There must be a trial procedure for disposal." Miyagi Toyotsuki retorted loudly.

"Oh, where did this legal expert come from?"

Zuo Chong showed a sarcastic look on his face, and he casually drew a few strokes on the interrogation record, then tore off the page and threw it on the ground.

"I want a trial letter, right? I will write it to you. In accordance with the rules of the State Government and the military officers during the war, I have the right to deal with any hostile intelligence personnel that endangers national security.

According to the above regulations, I will now sentence you to death. Before executing the death penalty, our ministry will strictly abide by the relevant provisions of the Geneva Convention and provide you with necessary treatment and humane care.

If you have any comments on this, you can report it to the highest officer of the executive body, that is, to me, what else should I say?"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Toshiki Miyagi opened his mouth wide. He didn't expect that the legendary Zuo Chong would not talk about any rules. Shouldn't the interrogation be a few rounds before entering the main topic? What's the matter if you directly sentence me to death?

Before he could speak again, Ling Sanping's assistant transferred part of the liquid nitrogen to the storage tank. The white mist overflowed from the opening of the tank, and the temperature in the interrogation room was several degrees lower.

Ling Sanping walked to Toyoji Miyagi, grabbed the other party's left hand, and opened his five fingers into the storage tank.

"Ah!!!" Miyagi Toyoji let out a shrill scream.

Liquid nitrogen at a temperature of -196 degrees Celsius quickly absorbs heat from the skin of the palm and the underlying tissues, forcing the water in and between cells to form ice crystals, and blood flow is blocked.

Under many effects, Miyagi Toyotsuki first felt a severe pain, then his skin became hard and white, and finally gangrene appeared on the surface of his palm.

Ling Sanping pinched the watch in his hand, stared at the storage tank tightly, and did not forget to report various professional terms to his assistant. His voice was cold and there was no emotional fluctuation.

The dim light bulb swayed over the heads of several people, casting the twisted shadow onto the wall, and cooperating with the screams of Toyoto Miyagi, it made people shudder.

Guqi couldn't help but shivered. To be honest, he had been interrogating many spies for so many years, but this torture method really exceeded his understanding, and a fear of the unknown was lingering.

Because no matter whether it is electric torture or tiger bench, there are always many injuries, and experienced interrogators can control them calmly.

The execution of liquid nitrogen is different, and the process is full of unpredictable, and no one knows what consequences it will cause to the human body.

Zuo Chong sensed Guqi's discomfort and the corners of his mouth rose slightly. The biggest difference between medical or chemical torture and ordinary interrogation is psychological deterrence. To put it simply, humans always subconsciously reject things outside of cognition.

"Okay, let's start the next step."

Ten minutes passed, and Ling Sanping pulled out Miyagi Toshiji's left hand from the storage tank, took the small wooden stick handed by his assistant and knocked it on it, as if he was knocking on wood.

The sound of knocking echoed in the interrogation room, which was quite similar to the sound of wooden fish, as if to pay homage to those innocent murdered souls.

Miyagi Toyoji should have fainted at this time, and the sustainable pain woke him up again and again. He was unable to struggle, and only the whispering moans from his mouth proved that he was still alive.

The assistants in white coats were blinded and kept recording the pens in their hands. It was a rare opportunity for them to observe the damage process of liquid nitrogen to the human body with their own eyes.

"Bang~"

With Ling Sanping's tapping again, three of Miyama Toshiji's five fingers said goodbye to his palm and fell straight to the ground.

Pink muscles, white finger flexor tendons, and gray skin are very visually impacted. A young spy who just joined the company rushed out and vomited when he saw this.

Zuo Chong frowned and said dissatisfied: "I can't even stand this scene. It seems that I need to exercise more."

"What the deputy said is that I will arrange for him to go to Manchukuo tomorrow." Gu Qi bowed slightly and replied, and a sentence determined the fate of this person.

The other spies were frightened when they heard this, and even if they were afraid, they would not dare to reveal it, for fear that they would be kicked to the Japanese-occupied area or local area station like this unlucky guy, and that would be the end of the future.

Ling Sanping didn't care what Zuo Chong said, devoted himself to the experiment. Seeing that only three fingers were broken, he grabbed Miyagi Toshiji's hand in disappointment and prepared to do it again.

"I'll ask, I'll ask..."

Miyagi Toyotsuki said weakly, his head drooped heavily, and completely gave up resistance.

He really doesn't want to give up. He doesn't want to have another feeling of life being worse than death. As for the so-called anti-torture training, it's simply a joke.
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