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Chapter 1088 Kill the chicken to warn the monkey

When Xu Enzeng heard Sun Qitai's confession, his heart skipped a beat. He knew that the Northeast Nation Salvation Association had always been against the government and was clamoring for a joint anti-Japanese war every day, but he didn't expect that there were dissidents in it.

Thinking of those well-known figures in this organization, his scalp was a little numb, and he felt that he might have stabbed a hornet's nest, and he couldn't help but regret bringing so many people to the observation room to listen.

Northeast National Salvation Association.

It is composed of senior officers of the Northeast Army and patriots who fled and entered the customs. The purpose is to promote the cooperation between the Guo Party and the underground party and to support the Anti-Union Fighting alone. It has branches all over the country and has a huge influence.

In the current Republic of China, anti-Japanese is a fashion, and members of the upper class do not join one or two anti-Japanese organizations, and they are ashamed to go out to meet people. Therefore, many wealthy businessmen and Guo party veterans joined this group, which can be regarded as an alternative kind of social interaction.

The assimilation ability of the underground party is very sharp. If these people are all turned against, it will be a huge blow to the fruit party.

If this matter gets out, where will the leader's face be put, and where will the face of the government be put up and down, when the time comes, the central government will not only have no merit, but will have done it.

Realizing that he might be in big trouble, Xu Enzeng couldn't bear it anymore, picked up the microphone in the observation room, pressed the switch, and asked a loud question to Sun Qitai in the interrogation room.

"Tell me, who else in the Eastern General Assembly is an underground party!"

The sudden sound startled Sun Qitai, but he immediately realized that a senior agent was monitoring the interrogation, so he stretched his neck and shouted excitedly in the direction of the loudspeaker.

"I really don't know, I only know that a few officers have had contact with the Northwest Representative Office, and their resumes all have the experience of participating in the student movement┴, so they must be dissidents.

I originally wanted to report to the government┴ after returning from Chang'an this time, but I met you on the road, I am really not a dissident, if I tell a lie, I will die! "

Xu En let out a sigh of relief. It turned out that it was only a few officers who were suspected of collaborating with bandits, so that's fine, as long as there are no problems with the higher-ups.

He coldly ordered Sun Qitai to name those people, and then pretended to be full of confidence, watching the torturers slowly speak.

"As you all have seen, no one can remain silent in the Central Committee, and soon we will be able to find those underground parties according to Vice President Sun's confession.

Who leaked the minutes of the meeting will soon be found out. I will give everyone one last chance, and the same sentence, as long as you surrender and forget the past. "

In the end, no one paid any attention to him, everyone was doing what they were supposed to do, chatting and watching a play, it was just a few red spies that appeared in the Eastern General Assembly, isn't this a normal thing in a government full of loopholes.

Realizing that his words had been ignored, Xu Enzeng frowned slightly, turned his head and switched on the microphone, and said something to the interrogators who had finished recording the list of suspects.

"Next, take Zhou Yujun, secretary general of the Sino-French-Bried Cultural Association."

The Sino-French-Belgium Cultural Association is a non-governmental organization that aims to promote friendly exchanges and cultural exchanges between China, France, Belgium and Switzerland, and strives for international assistance. It has branches in Tongdu and Dayi in every province, with more than 2000 members.

Its chairman, Zong Xiang, is not only someone's personal attendant, but also the confidential director of the attendant room. His official position is not high but his position is very important. He is a first-class powerful figure in the Republic of China.

Because of such a relationship, Zhou Yujun's attitude was very tough after he was brought into the interrogation room. He was not afraid of the Central Command at all, and expressed his protest to the secret agents unceremoniously.

"What are you going to do? Are you rebelling? Do you know the relationship between me and the head of the sect? I advise you to be more sensible and release me immediately, otherwise you will regret it."

The little spies laughed when they heard this. If they didn't get Shangfeng's permission, they wouldn't dare to bring someone into the interrogation room, so they stopped talking nonsense and directly used tricks on the other party.

"Be honest, did you put the files in the mezzanine! Who is your upline!"

"I don't know, I don't know anything!"

"Stay stubborn, brothers, let Secretary-General Zhou┴ see our craftsmanship."

The torture methods used by the Central Command are roughly the same as those of the Military Command. They are nothing more than tiger benches, pepper water, slings, barbed steel whips, crowbar hammers on the chest, bamboo sticks, and electric shocks. There is nothing new and worth mentioning.

In fact, intelligence agencies all over the world are similar in terms of corporal punishment. The purpose is to use pain to break through people's psychological defenses, so as to obtain confessions, and they all use those tricks.

The shrill screams sounded again in the interrogation room, and in less than half an hour, Zhou Yujun was covered in bruises, and the dress on his body was torn to pieces and covered in blood.

The Zhongtong secret agents did not think there was anything wrong with doing so. In their eyes, they were the "just" party, and it was natural to commit violence against the "evil" party, and the victims "deserved what they deserved."

These dissidents are a threat to social order and a challenge to government management. The opponents either "turn back and do it" or lose their physical integrity or even their lives as the price of "resistance".

in the observation room.

The discussion gradually became quieter, and the staff who were chatting closed their mouths. Xu Enzeng noticed the reaction of everyone, and when he was proud, he ordered his subordinates to intensify the interrogation, preparing to kill chickens and monkeys.

It doesn't matter whether the guards are afraid or not, as long as they can scare the others, whoever let these women just talk nonsense there, but while he let out a bad breath, he felt a little sorry.

The three people caught at the scene were not ordinary people, and their network of connections spread all over the mountain city, so torture was allowed, but it was only allowed to be used against themselves, and family members were not allowed to be involved, so as not to cause panic.

Otherwise, there would be no need for such trouble, and the wives, children, and parents of the three people would be taken to the interrogation room and killed one by one. If there were really underground gangsters among them, they would definitely speak up.

Not to mention Xu Enzeng who felt sorry, the Zhongtong spy in the interrogation room changed his method again - scraped up Zhou Yujun's ribs with a sharp bamboo blade, and threw the peeled flesh on the charcoal stove.

Even through a thick layer of one-way glass, the disgusting smell still drifted into the observation room, and now more people vomited. He lowered his waist and vomited out everything he had eaten in the morning.

Joanna was also among them. She covered her mouth and leaned against the wall, suppressing her anger, and wrote down everything she saw and heard. This is the only thing she can do now.

As for the comrades who exposed their identities in the East General Assembly, and Zhou Yujun who couldn't confirm whether they were his own, they could only look at their own.

Since Xu Enzeng dared to allow them to attend the interrogation, he was naturally not afraid of the news leaking out. He probably had arranged for spies to monitor him, and he was waiting for himself or other comrades to pass on the news to the outside world.

Once she reveals her flaws, the organization will lose the high-level intelligence source of the national government. Joanna suddenly remembered what the gentleman said to herself in the Northwest Office not long ago.

"Comrade Xiao Qiao, lurking work is cruel. You may have to watch your comrades die, or you may know that your comrades are about to be exposed, but you have to pretend that nothing happened and continue talking and laughing with the enemy.

This is not timidity. On the contrary, it requires more courage. Without a firm belief, you cannot do this. Remember, your mission is very important, and it is related to the lives of countless people. You must be calm when encountering things. "

Faith and mission.

Joanna bit her lips lightly. At this moment, she seemed to really understand the true meaning of these four words and the heavy responsibility behind them.

Those comrades who have parents, wives and children, brothers and sisters, and love life, why give up the glory and wealth at their fingertips and the most precious life in order to keep a list and a few documents.

The reason why they are able to face the test of human physiological and psychological limits with righteousness and dignity is that there is no other reason that can explain it except belief, except the power of lofty belief.

"Secretary, people are dying."

Xu Enzeng was observing everyone's reactions, when he heard the report from the little spy, he turned around and found Zhou Yujun lying there motionless, almost out of breath.

It stands to reason that the interrogators have been trained and know how to bring the greatest pain to the interrogated subject without endangering their lives, and they will not easily beat people to death.

Zhou Yujun must have a hidden disease┴ in his body, and he couldn't see the problem at the time, but after being tortured for a while, the dark disease broke out, and that's why he died so quickly.

Cursing inwardly, Xu Enzeng asked for the body to be carried out, and ordered a third interrogation with Jiao Zhonghang, the management director of Zhengzhong Bookstore.

Speaking of which, Zhengzhong Bookstore has a lot to do with Zhongtong. This bookstore was first established by Xiao Chen in the 20th year of the Republic of China. At first, it mainly printed textbooks, and also sorted out the printing and distribution of ancient books in the Republic of China.

Its name "Zhengzhong" is taken from the meaning of "Zheng" and "Zhong", which means that it is not biased to the left and right, and there is nothing wrong with it, but with Xiao Chen, how can it be impartial.

In the 22nd year of the Republic of China, the Chen family donated it to the Guodang, and it became a party-run publishing organization affiliated to the Guodang, specializing in the printing of theoretical books on Guodang's party affairs and various documents.

Therefore, this unit seems to be a Qingshui Yamen, but it has access to a lot of secrets. No wonder Xu Enzeng made Jiao Zhonghang the last interrogation target.

"crunch~"

The iron door of the interrogation room opened, and a small spy pushed in a tall man with a slightly fat body. The man was wearing handcuffs and ankle chains, and he was treated like a standard felon.

This person was Jiao Zhonghang, who was closely related to the Central Committee and the party headquarters. After a few clangs of iron chains, he was pinned down on the still warm interrogation chair.

Touching the blood on the armrest, Jiao Zhonghang slowly raised his head to look at the one-way glass, a sneer flashed in his eyes, and said unhurriedly.

"Deputy Director Xu, the two of us are old acquaintances, don't you want to come out to meet each other, or do you know that Jiao was wronged and feel ashamed to see me?"

"To shut up!"

The little spy, who had been instructed a long time ago, scolded sharply, picked up a steel whip with barbs, and was going to help the opponent loosen his muscles and bones first, and also let the opponent understand his situation, which was similar to a killing stick.

Behind the one-way glass, Joanna took out a handkerchief full of fragrance from the exquisite small Kun bag and wiped the corner of her mouth. From the corner of her eye, she glanced at Jiao Zhonghang who was about to be whipped, and her heart tightened suddenly.

(End of this chapter)