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Chapter 849 Meeting the Sun 7

Chapter 849: Seeing the Sun (7)

Just as Zuo Chong thought about what if something happened and Xu Enzeng took the blame, the "divorce" returned to the interrogation room with great swagger, without realizing that danger was coming.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Director Xu seemed a little embarrassed. He coughed twice and sat down, picked up the pen and pretended to write something.

He gave Wu Chunyang a wink and stared at Xu Enzeng. Zuo Chong walked towards Guo Bin, stopped at a distance of only one step from the other party, slowly bent down and smiled.

"Mr. Guo, how does this appetizer taste just now? I advise you to give up resisting and tell me your real name, identity, military rank and all the information of the members of the Bicheng Japanese spy organization.

Although the Republic of China is not a party to the Red Selves Convention, I am still willing to give you a consistent treatment in accordance with the Convention on the Treatment of Prisoners of War signed in Geneva in 1929.

You should know that in the current international practice, combatants engaged in espionage operations in their countries should not enjoy the right to be a prisoner of war after being arrested, right?

So Mr. Guo must not let my sincerity down, haha, as an opponent, I really don’t want to see you die quietly in a stinky ditch, it would be a pity.”

Zuo Chong stared at the other party's eyes, trying to find a hint of panic, fear, and weakness in it, but unfortunately, Guo Bin's eyes only had contempt and indifference, and he was a dead-sex person.

This is normal. If it is so easy to be persuaded and rebelled, the other party will not be able to hold such an important position in the Japanese spy organization. The Japanese are still very cautious in intelligence and personnel arrangements.

It seems that relying on conventional methods, there will not be much progress in the interrogation in a short period of time. We must find another way, but we cannot be anxious about this matter. It is not too late to let this guy suffer first and then change his strategy.

"Come on."

Zuo Chong nodded to Gui Youguang, who was eager to try, turned around and returned to the presiding position, quietly watching Guo Bin being brought to the tiger bench by the spy, and the painful roar soon rang in the interrogation room.

Time passed by minute by minute, and when he came in, Mr. Wei, who was well-dressed, turned into a bloody man. His white shirt was beaten into a rag with a whip, and it was stuck to the wound and dried blood.

Guo Bin's fair face was distorted under the stimulation of electrocution and huge pain. At the end, he opened his mouth wide and looked up at his head and made a silent cry, and his jaw even dislocated.

The people present had no sympathy. Even Xu Enzeng understood that if they were in the hands of the Japanese, the outcome would never be better than this. The intelligence war was so bloody and cruel.

The torture lasted for a whole day, and even if Gui Youguang was an iron man, he would not have been able to not eat or drink. So he took turns to fight with Wu Chunyang and Shen Dongxin and used all the interrogation methods of the Secret Service.

The others naturally didn't have the energy to stare at the whole time, so they found a place to sleep with their clothes in the safe room. Xu Enzeng even yawned and left halfway.

As for whether he really went back to sleep or went to Erchen to report the news, it was unknown. Zuo Chong just reminded him not to disclose the information here and was too lazy to send someone to follow him.

When the sun rose again, Guo Bin, who was already covered in bruises, hunched over and stood in a strange posture in an iron cage that was half a person high, more than twenty centimeters wide and more than forty centimeters long.

This kind of "stand cage" that is completely incompatible with ergonomics is impossible to stand upright, sit down, and rest. Even if you fall into a coma, you will be immediately "wake up" by the spikes on the fence.

Coupled with the fatigue bombardment of the speakers that kept playing meaningless noise in the interrogation room, Guo Bin's self-consciousness was slightly wiped out, leaving only the original animal's ability - rest and eat.

Zuo Chong slept well, walked into the interrogation room with great energy, looked at Gui Youguang and Wu Chunyang, who were lying on the table, lying on the table, walked to Chen Dongxin lightly.

With a loud noise, he frowned and asked, "How is it? Can the other party's body still persist? If you don't, give him adrenaline and you must keep him awake."

"Reported, I asked the doctor to check it an hour ago. My pulse was a little faster and my pupils were slightly slow to respond to light. Overall, I could persist, but it was not as good as the oil was exhausted."

Chen Dongxin poked Guo Bin in the cage with a wooden stick. The other party raised his head and showed a pair of blood-red eyes. When he saw the left heavier, his hands immediately stretched out the fence and scratched desperately, allowing the spikes to pierce into his arms and cut out deep bone-visible scars.

"Yeah, it's not bad, it looks very energetic. This sentence is good. I'm still worried that he can't hold on. Dongxin, you rarely have the chance to get torture before. This time you have to seize the opportunity and learn more from Gui Youguang."

Zuo Chong turned around the stand cage with his hands behind his back, looked at Guo Bin, who was almost degenerating into a wild beast with interest, and told Chen Dongxin.

Torture is not only a torture to prisoners, but also a test for interrogators. A qualified agent must be able to control violence, rather than being controlled by violence.

It's just a job, just like farmers farming and workers doing work, they are just performing their duties, and it will happen if they don't know what this will happen.

In "The Other Side of Good and Evil", Nietzsche once said that if you fight with an evil dragon for too long, you will become an evil dragon himself. If you stare at the abyss for too long, the abyss will return to stare.

He didn't want his subordinates and childhood friends to become a demon who was addicted to violence. Such a person seemed extremely tough, but in fact he had flaws everywhere, like fragile porcelain.

Just like Guo Bin in front of them, the neat and orderly items in the other party’s home, the square handkerchiefs folded during meals, and the abnormal reactions during interrogation, all of which indicate that this person’s obsessive-compulsive disorder is already very serious.

This is a mental illness that will be more sensitive in high pressure states, causing symptoms such as convulsions, anxiety, and mental disorders. Perhaps it can be stimulated to open a breakthrough.

So what should I do...

Zuo Chong stroked his chin, his mind was running at high speed for a while, and gradually turned his eyes to the noisy speaker. He pointed to the target, pointed outside, and said a few words to Chen Dongxin in a low voice.

Chen Dongxin seemed a little surprised after listening to it, but he nodded and walked away quickly. He did not appear again until two hours later, holding a coil of wire tape in his hand.

Guqi and others also had a good rest at this time. Xu Enzeng, who was wearing a powdery smell, entered the house. Everyone watched Chen Dongxin turn off the recorder connected to the speaker, and replace it with the new tape to turn on the power switch.

"Our emperor's imperial tradition has been passed down to the eight thousand generations, until the small stone turns into a giant rock, until the giant rock grows..."

The song "The King's Age" played on the speaker is the song "The King's Age". This song that educates the people to be loyal to the king and patriotism was born in 1869. It roughly means that the rule of the locust will be passed down for thousands of years, fully demonstrating the ambitions of the Japanese.

It can be said that this is a song that all Japanese must learn. It was under the instigation of "The King's Day" that the Japanese army extended their claws to Xiao Liuqiu, Northeast China, and Shanghai step by step.

The people present were a little confused. Why did they play this song? Isn’t this a disguised cheering for the Japanese spy? However, seeing Zuo Chong was not speaking, they could only listen patiently.

On the other hand, Guo Bin was humming silently in his heart excitedly, but just as the song was played to the last line, there was a sudden sound in the speaker, and then "The Singer of the World" was played.

"The end of the world (ah) the sea ~"

This sudden and strange variation almost made Guo Bin spit out a mouthful of old blood. He glanced at Zuo Chong fiercely, closed his eyes and refused to listen to the song, trying to calm himself down.

As a result, at the end of "The Singer of the World", the music became the song "When will come again". Xu Enzeng, who was shaking her head and listening to the song, showed a constipation-like expression.

In this way, the loudspeaker kept playing songs that were highly sangled by China and Japan, but they skipped in key paragraphs, stirring Guo Bin's fragile nerves again and again.

Not to mention a patient with severe obsessive-compulsive disorder, even the members of the Secret Service were disgusted. An indescribable feeling of irritability gradually accumulates in their hearts and becomes increasingly difficult to suppress.

Not only that, Shen Dongxin also ordered the guard to spread Guo Bin's eyelids, took out a pair of dominoes and slowly posed it, and glanced at the other party with a smile on his face from time to time.

Although Guo Bin didn't know what the spy was going to do, there was definitely nothing good. He tried to turn his head with his neck. Seeing this, the guards could not agree, and his arms bent tightly tied to his head.

Seeing the domino domino to the last piece, Shen Dongxin took a deep breath and raised his hand to sweep all the dominoes. This scene completely made Guo Bin fall into anger and madness.

"Damn~ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Guo Bin, who has been silent since Zuo Chong successfully spoke and has been silent, broke his defense at this moment. This is a gratifying sign, even if what the other party said has nothing to do with the case.

Everything is difficult at the beginning. Regardless of whether the person being interrogated is voluntary or not, as long as you are willing to communicate, it will be a matter of time before the confession breaks through. What we need to do now is to continue to put pressure on it.

Shen Dongxin seized the opportunity accurately and saw him step forward and grab Guo Bin's hair, shouting to the face and causing a problem.

"Tell me, what's going on with that photo? Don't play tricks. I have time to play the small game just now with you. It's okay for a day, ten days, and a hundred days!"

He was very clever to start interrogating non-core content, trying to minimize Guo Bin's resistance. After all, it is not only the Chinese who like to reconcile and compromise, but also the Japanese.

This has nothing to do with nationality, it is due to human nature.

For Guo Bin, the intelligence of the Japanese spy organization is its last line of defense and is not so easy to break through. Since that is the case, then use roundabout methods to obtain the desired intelligence.

Sure enough, Guo Bin, who was extremely anxious, looked obviously relaxed when he heard this question. Considering that he had introduced the relevant situation before, he hesitated for a moment and began to answer.

According to him, the followers of the local party were the owner of the photo studio on the surface, but were actually the head of the printing factory. When the party headquarters arrested him, the other party resisted tenaciously.

Faced with the rounding up of hundreds of armed spies and professional soldiers, this man was so old that he couldn't hold them up with just one old team, and took the opportunity to burn down a large amount of top-secret information.

This includes monitoring Guo Bin's operational files, which means that the photo has been damaged once before it falls into Guo Bin's hands, and then it is burned by a fire again during the explosion.

When Guo Bin said this, his tone was a little dissatisfied and a little confused. He clearly remembered that he poured kerosene on the photo. According to reason, the photo should have burned a ball of ashes long ago.

But it seems that there is a magical force protecting it, allowing it to escape the fate of being burned twice and help the secret service find its target. It has to be said that this matter is quite mysterious.

Is God opening his eyes?

Or is it a blessing for heroes?

Zuo Chong thought of it and shook his head. Nothing is important. What is important is to dig out the Japanese intelligence organization to provide a good rear environment for the battle on the front line and avoid Japanese spies' destruction.

After pondering for a while, he looked at Guo Bin and snorted coldly: "What a courage, are you still hiding it now? Why don't you put the photos at home like other "trophys"?

If I guess correctly, the surveillance actions of the surveillance party in the territorial party should be guided. The purpose of yours is to provoke the relationship between the territorial party and the territorial party, thereby undermining the overall situation of cooperation in anti-Japanese resistance.

As part of the task, the photos need to be submitted to the superiors. According to confidentiality requirements, you can only put them in a safe house to save. Mr. Guo Wei, no, Mr. Japanese spy, is Zuo’s right?”

Using the photos as a springboard again, Zuo Chong grabbed the loophole in the other party's confession and led the topic back to the Japanese spy organization. Guo Bin sweated heavily, his body trembled slightly, and lowered his head.

(Drinking too much concentrated wort and concentrated Bodhi juice is uncomfortable)
Chapter completed!
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