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Chapter 367 Iron Tiger Stool

"Let me tell you that the surname is Zuo, Mrs. Shaote's blood spitting, the Secret Service Headquarters has nothing to do with the assassins, the fact that so many of us died is proof, and Wang's death has nothing to do with us."

Liu Gui was really in a hurry, this bastard Zuo Zhong was too ruthless, if word got out they would be dead, no matter if it was a scapegoat or to appease the chief's anger, there was nothing more suitable than one place.

Zuo Zhong's smile didn't change when he heard the words, and he said to Song Minghao, "It seems that Section Chief Liu is very brave. Well, I like a tough guy like you, Old Song, so don't be too polite, just keep fighting."

"Yes, Chief."

Song Minghao nodded to the little spy next to him, and Liu Gui was immediately half-hanged again, but perhaps because he didn't want to embarrass himself in front of Zuo Zhong, he kept his mouth shut this time and kept silent.

"Crack, snap."

The wire whip was waving in the interrogation room, and flesh and blood flew across the air. Song Minghao just beat him without asking. Now that he had spoken, there was no need to put on a show.

Zuo Zhong shook his head, and walked around several interrogation rooms with his hands behind his back. People in one of them were all being tortured. The secret service had been in conflict with one of them for a long time, and now it was natural to have revenge.

Moreover, those who can be sent by Xu Enzeng to perform security tasks must be the core force of the Secret Service Headquarters, and they must have the blood of underground party members on their hands, so it is better to die, so as to save him from doing it.

Zuo Zhong walked slowly to Wang Deyong's cell. This guy was lying on the bed with his legs crossed, looking quite relaxed. When the other party saw Zuo Zhong coming, he turned over and walked to the prison's iron window.

"Section Chief Zuo, if you need Wang's help, you can just talk." This guy is knowledgeable, knowing that the better he cooperates, the greater the chance of survival, and the better life will be in the future.

Zuo Zhong didn't have time to talk nonsense with him, so he asked the secret agent to find him a new room and a radio station that could only receive but not send. Wang Deyong's next task was to wait for the telegram.

The intelligence department of the Kwantung Army, the Nandou team, and the Beidou team may all send him telegrams, especially after the assassination. It is estimated that the old spy of Doihara is also confused now.

After arranging this, he walked to an interrogation room deep in the detention center, where the only survivor at the scene of the assassination was being interrogated. The matter was of great importance, and the corridor was full of heavily armed spies.

Gu Qi in the interrogation room saw Zuo Zhong coming in, and stood up from the interrogation seat: "Section Chief, this is the assassin who was caught alive. This guy has closed his eyes since he came in, and has not said a word."

Zuo Zhong waved him to sit down, and then carefully looked at the man on the rack. This man was about forty years old, short and strong, wearing a suit, and there was nothing wrong with his appearance.

This is for sure, otherwise they would not be able to sneak into the national government. The seven assassins who can perfectly hide their identities have suffered a lot. The Japanese, especially Doihara, knew that they might vomit blood.

Thinking of this, Zuo Zhong turned his head and asked, "Have you checked your body, clothes, and mouth? These spies are all diehards. To prevent this guy from committing suicide, the breakthrough point of the case lies in him."

"I've checked it. There is a wax seal of poison on the collar. Fortunately, it was controlled in time. There is also the same escape tool as Xiao Qingmin in the skin on the inside of the wrist. It has been taken away, and everything else is fine."

While reporting, Gu Qi handed over the file, which recorded the specific process of the exchange of fire between the two sides in the auditorium, the preliminary inspection results of the casualties, and the process of arresting this person.

Zuo Zhong took it and checked it carefully. At that time, there were three two-person teams attacking the auditorium, but they were completely wiped out by the intelligence department. The other party was responsible for covering behind the tree and suppressing the waste of the Secret Service Headquarters.

He nodded. The assassins were spies, and they were spies from the Japanese military. These people were highly professional, and even equipped with jailbreak tools as standard, and their behavior was full of aggressiveness.

In the future, this method can be used to distinguish the background of the spies, and the identity of this living person is also interesting. I am afraid that he is not an ordinary spy, which can be seen from their division of labor.

If this was the national army, the officer would be the one who ran first, but the spies were different. Judging from past cases, in most cases the spies who were in charge of the breakup were important figures in the team.

Zuo Zhong looked at the man on the shelf, and suddenly asked in Japanese: "Are you Tianshu?"

The other party took a short breath, and then continued to remain silent, as if everything was normal.

A smile appeared on Zuo Zhong's face. He knew that he had guessed right. This person was Tianshu, the leader of the Beidou team. The other party only looked calm now, but he was probably already in shock.

"Yes, you are indeed Tianshu."

He smiled and said: "I know you and your team, you have been lurking in Jinling for many years, you were killed by us today, this result is very lucky for them.

Because if they are caught by us, what awaits them will surely be worse than death. It is a pity that they have lost six good torture textbooks. Fortunately, there is still Mr. Tianshu. Please enjoy it slowly. "

Gu Qi was stunned aside, it turned out that this person was the leader of the Beidou team, the gang of assassins in the auditorium were indeed spies, and the plan of the British to let the Japanese be scapegoats really succeeded.

To be precise, it was half successful. The strength of the Japanese was indeed exhausted, but the attempt to trigger the Sino-Japanese dispute was shattered. These British guys fanned the flames everywhere, lest the world would not be chaotic.

Zuo Zhong glanced at him: "What is Lao Gu still doing in a daze, please let our guest sit on the tiger stool, directly on four bricks, maybe Mr. Tianshu can challenge the limit of human physiology."

Gu Qi nodded with a smile and waved his hand. Immediately, a few spies put Tianshu down from the torture rack, put him on the tiger stool, tied him up skillfully, and laid bricks one by one.

"Squeak, squeak."

It didn't take long for Tianshu's knees to make creepy noises. The purpose of the tiger bench was to stretch the joint ligaments of the victim's legs and dislocate the knee joints, which was very painful.

Generally speaking, putting 3 bricks on it would make life worse than death, but when [-] bricks were put down, Tianshu's reaction was very calm, he just sweated a little, and even showed a disdainful expression.

"Plus." Zuo Zhong remained expressionless.

Based on the torture experience of the intelligence department, after laying 5 bricks, the victim's knee joint will be completely dislocated, and the person will quickly faint. He really wants to see if the victim is really so tolerant.

"what."

Tianshu snorted, and finally couldn't help letting out a scream. He couldn't help but bend forward, trying to relieve the pain in his joints, but the rope on his body made him unable to move at all.

"Crack."

With a crisp sound, his joints were snapped, and Tianshu was struggling while sitting on the tiger bench. It had nothing to do with whether he had been trained or not.

But even so, Tianshu still clenched his teeth. After a while, this person's head drooped heavily, and he passed out from the pain. He didn't speak like this, which is considered cruel.

Zuo Zhong didn't care how ruthless the other party was, he just wanted to pry his mouth open, and immediately ordered: "Wake him up for me, change the iron bricks to burn red, pay 6 yuan directly, MD, play tough with me here .”

By substituting a branding iron for a brick, the pain suffered by the prisoner was doubled.

When the spy next to him heard his order, someone immediately lit the charcoal fire in the interrogation room, put a few iron blocks in it, and poured a bottle of kerosene, and the flames suddenly rose high.

5 minutes later.

The spy picked up a bucket of cold water and poured it on Tianshu's head. Tianshu woke up leisurely, opened his closed eyes for the first time, panted heavily and observed the surrounding situation, and seemed a little distracted.

Gu Qi was a little worried: "Chief, will this cause the other party to collapse directly? Now we are just a living. If we get killed and go crazy, it will be difficult to solve the next case."

Zuo Zhong crossed his arms: "Don't underestimate the ability of the Japanese spies to endure. The anti-torture training they received is more intensive than this, and they will die if they die. Some clues have been found at the scene."

It turned out to be the case.

Gu Qi was relieved, so he didn't have to keep his hand. It's good if the other party can speak up, but it doesn't matter if he doesn't. Just look at the tolerance limit of the Japanese military spies and do some data accumulation in advance.

In the smoke and fire, the charcoal fire gradually became more prosperous, and the iron pieces were also burned red.

Zuo Zhong walked over to pick up a piece, smiled and said: "I admire you Japanese, really, you know that you are helping the evil, but you insist on putting on a loyal and unyielding appearance.

In our Chinese language, this is both a watch and an archway, and a iron tiger stool. Since the opening of our secret service, no one has enjoyed such treatment. I hope you like it. "

After speaking, he directly stuck the iron block to the opponent's chest. After a disgusting burnt smell, Tianshu's skin was completely burnt, the flesh and flesh at the wound were separated, and blood slowly dripped.

"Let's get started." Zuo Chong blew on the soldering iron, sparks flew everywhere.

Several small agents cooperated to raise Tianshu's deformed legs, and put the red-hot soldering iron on top of each other. The temperature in the interrogation room was a little higher, making everyone present sweat profusely.

"Let go." Zuo Zhong asked the agent to put down the target's legs with a cold face.

“Zizzizi~~”

Unlike film and television dramas, when the hot soldering iron touched the skin, there was no whistling sound, but a sharp whistling sound, which was caused by the rapid evaporation of blood.

Tianshu stared wide-eyed, opened his mouth wide on his back, wanted to roar but had no strength, like a fish landed on the shore, and he fainted again after ten seconds, this is the brain's self-protection.

But even if he fainted, Zuo Zhong didn't ask anyone to take away the soldering iron. He just watched him quietly until he smelled a teppanyaki smell and felt that it was almost done, so he waved his hand.

The little spy hurried forward to remove the soldering iron, but the top soldering iron was tightly attached to the carbonized skin, and it took several times to pull it off, and a large piece of flesh was taken off with a thud.

Seeing this, Zuo Zhong clicked his tongue twice: "Old Gu, remember, you should use the iron tiger stool with caution in the future. This level of burns and wounds will definitely cause infection. This guy won't live long."

"Ok."

Gu Qi was also a little apprehensive. He didn't expect that the iron and the tiger stool would be so powerful that a single carelessness could kill a person. He must use it with caution, after all, what they want is a confession.

"Use the method Xiao Qingmin provided to stimulate him slowly and gradually increase his coma threshold." Zuo Zhong snorted coldly: "Before this guy dies, hurry up and pry his mouth open."

He patted Gu Qi on the shoulder: "It's been hard for you these two days, completely destroying his will and causing him to slowly collapse. I just want an answer, how did they contact the Nandou team."

"Don't worry, section chief, even if he has iron mouth and copper teeth, he has to speak obediently in my hands." Gu Qi glanced at Tianshu: "But Xiao Qingmin's whipping is only effective on the lower abdomen, man."

"Ha ha."

Zuo Zhong didn't speak, but glanced at him from the waist down.

Gu Qi shrank his neck when he heard the words, the section chief is really ruthless.

　Two chapters of 6500 words, the reason for 361 being stuck is unknown, but I am sorry to affect everyone's reading experience, I have been very careful
　　
　
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